Lu Song looked at Hou Laohu with a little embarrassed, but didn't say anything. Hou Laohu frowned and said in a deep voice: "What?! I went to see my old brother, this is not enough?! I didn't take anyone to kill and set fire, nor did I organize to work across the border. I just saw a comrade, what's wrong?!"

"Old company commander, don't make things difficult for us..." Lu Song's chubby face wrinkled into a bunch of wrinkles. But he saw him pressing his forehead and sighing: "This time you come out, we are under a lot of pressure. The department has already come out of you and has different opinions."

After a pause, Lu Song lowered his head and whispered: "Our main way of doing things to the outside world now is to keep a low profile. Try not to have any conflicts with them. If there is anything you can solve it under the surface, you can solve it under the surface. The development of the country requires time, and the development of the army also requires time..."

Hou Laohu didn't say anything. He held his arms and listened quietly to Lu Song driving. Lu Song was driving while whispering: "Old Company Commander, you know that the matter you had was very debated about back then. Especially about the service station..."

When Hou Laohu heard the service station, he couldn't help but say "Hey~" and a smile appeared on his face. Hou Dasheng's heart trembled, as if there was something uncle and uncle is unclear between him!

"Over the years, not many people can choose service stations, but they kill people inside. You are the only one who can kill people inside and escape unscathed..." But Lu Song's voice was a little bitter: "To be honest, there was a period of time when this did have a certain blow to our intelligence work..."

Hou Dasheng swallowed a deep saliva. He knew the power of the service station. He even knew that the people from the service provider were so powerful that they were beyond imagination! However, his uncle actually killed people in the service station quietly! And it seemed that he was still violently attacking.

At this time, Hou Laohu held his arms and said indifferently: "I just met those old brothers, how can you do it? I know you have a way. Younger, others have not understood you for so many years. How can I not understand you?! Don't hide it, you can do this!"

From the rearview mirror, Hou Dasheng saw Lu Song's wrinkled and bitter face. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel that this fat man was really pitiful.

"Don't look at his virtue. The old boy has many abilities!" Hou Laohu seemed unmoved, and hugged his arms and said with a chuckling: "Those among the group of cubs back then, this boy had the most erotic things. Don't be too good at pretending to be a pig and eating tigers!"

After all this, what else can Lu Song say? The car was driving smoothly, and Hou Dasheng was too tired. So he didn't continue to listen to Hou Laohu and Lu Song's chat. He tilted his head and fell asleep. I don't know how long it took, but when Hou Dasheng woke up, they were already in Bandung.

At the airport in Bandung, a civil aviation passenger plane was quietly parked. Lu Song took off Hou Dasheng's box and placed it in his car: "I will send it back to you, but you can't take it back by yourself. After all, you have to go through the procedure. Don't worry, your stuff will not be missing from you at all. Maybe I can get you some bullets to make you enjoy the fun in a fixed place."

Hou Dasheng smiled, but said nothing. He trembled slightly and boarded the plane with Hou Laohu. Unexpectedly, there were no flight attendants on the plane. Instead, a group of men wearing baseball caps were looking down on the seat and waiting for takeoff.

These men all exuded a scent of uneasiness that made Hou Dasheng uneasy. It was obvious that they were the same type of people as Lu Song. Hou Laohu didn't ask much or say anything. He took Hou Dasheng and sat down in two positions. After they boarded the plane, the plane began to slowly prepare for takeoff.

The atmosphere on the entire plane was strange and depressing. No one spoke, and there was nothing besides the roar of the plane. Not long after the plane took off, it entered a stable flight period from the climbing period. Two majestic men walked out in a small car and began to give food to everyone.

To be honest, this is the first time Hou Dasheng has seen such a tough flight attendant. It seems that they don’t often act as flight attendants, and they simply handed the lunch box in the car to the passengers. There was no unnecessary nonsense. The passengers were also very strange, and they took the lunch box and started eating.

Hou Dasheng was indeed hungry at this time, but after taking the lunch box, he still whispered thanks. Then he helped his uncle get a lunch box and open it. Then he opened his lunch box and started eating.

After flying for a while, the plane finally landed at an airport. It was dark at this time, and Hou Dasheng didn't know where he was. After landing, the passengers with the brim of the hat began to leave the plane in an orderly manner. Unlike other passengers you encountered when flying, they seemed to be waiting quietly for the plane to stop.

Then, in the order of front and back, everyone left the plane without having to communicate. I have to admit that this method is the most efficient way. He struggled to stand up from the chair, and Hou Dasheng moved his steps and slowly got off the gangway of the plane.

At this time, he saw the passengers on the same plane silently boarding different cars. The photos of these cars were all blocked. Even at this time, these people did not say anything. They left the plane silently, boarded the cars silently, and then left the airport.

Under the leadership of his uncle, Hou Dasheng boarded a shabby jeep. After getting on the bus, Hou Dasheng saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a thin figure and a slightly pale face. He was wearing a white shirt and smiled on his pale face when he saw Hou Laohu.

"Old company commander, we haven't met for many years..." The middle-aged man seemed to be very familiar with his uncle. He smiled slightly. Then he straightened his waist with a solemn expression and suddenly saluted Hou Dasheng: "Wang Zongguang, a soldier in the third platoon and fifth squad, report to the company commander!"

It was at this moment that Hou Dasheng suddenly burst out from his uncle's face that he had never seen before. It was a kind of pride and a kind of remembrance. But the light quickly dimmed. Hou Laohu slowly pressed the hand of the middle-aged man named Wang Zongguang's salute and said, "I am no longer in the army, so I don't need to salute."

"One day you are my company commander, and you will be my company commander for the rest of your life!" Although Wang Zongguang was pressed down, he still said stubbornly: "Company Commander, it's rare for you to come to the imperial capital once. I'll take you a good walk! This is not a place to talk, I've ordered a table. Let's have a good drink later!"

As he said that, Wang Zongguang did not ask Hou Dasheng who it was, and directly started the car and left the airport with a "boom".

This airport seems to be not far from the imperial city. The car drove for more than half an hour and saw the brightly lit night view of the city. At this time, the imperial city was far less prosperous than it was later. At this time, it should be that the lights were just on, but many areas began to dim.

Wang Zongguang drove Hou Laohu and the others, turned left and right several times. He got into several alleys and finally stopped in front of a small restaurant that looked very simple and even dilapidated. The restaurant looked very shady. The front of the two people was as big as that of parallel.

On the top of the door, two words seemed to be written in red paint randomly and crookedly: Roasted duck. The whole shop looked like it was dilapidated.

But Wang Zongguang, who took Hou Dasheng and the others out of the car, seemed to have no idea about it, and Hou Laohu seemed to have nothing to do with it. The two of them laughed and walked out of the car and walked towards the hotel. Hou Dasheng didn't care. He ate the French dinner. He also ate the damn nutritious and snot-like snot.

So, what is this restaurant like and what dishes it cooks. It doesn’t matter, it’s enough to eat it anyway.

After lifting the curtain on the door, the three of them entered the room. The furnishings in the room were no different from those in most imperial capital restaurants, long stools, square tables, and a bright orange light hung on the roof.

"You are here?" A chubby looking boss walked over from a simple counter with a smile. He shook hands with enthusiasm: "There are all vacant for you and the wine is ready. I'll serve you now?"

Wang Zongguang nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work! I am entertaining my old company commander today, so it is not convenient to be with you. Tomorrow, we have to sit down and have a drink."

"Okay! You'll eat it..." The boss and Wang Zongguang both talked about a standard Beijing movie. This way of conversation was rare. Hou Dasheng felt very novel. The three of them immediately sat down, and the chubby boss crawled into the back room. After a while, a roast duck was brought up.

When the roast duck was brought up, Hou Dasheng couldn't help but feel awe. The expert could tell if it was there when he reached out. This small restaurant was simple, but the boss's skills were not simple. The color and aroma of the roast duck were emitted. As soon as it was brought up, Hou Dasheng immediately realized that this was definitely a good handmade one.

"Is this a good peach wood roasted?!" Hou Dasheng looked at the roast duck and asked softly. The fat boss's smiled expression changed suddenly, and he raised a thumbs up at Hou Dasheng: "I understand! It seems that you are also an expert! That's right, this is specially baked by the best Qilu peach wood."

Hou Dasheng looked at the crispy skin of the roast duck and whispered: "I have a good grasp of the heat. I just started to get the charcoal in."
Chapter completed!