Lao Ma's mood is a little unstable.

He was pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back. His eyes were covered with fine bloodshot eyes due to lack of sleep, his eye sockets were slightly blue, and his finger bones and joints were turning white due to the forceful clenching.

This is the first time in many years that Lao Ma has become so angry since he wiped out the Gang of Four. Even the staff around him and the attendants responsible for taking care of Lao Ma's daily life feel that the atmosphere is extremely abnormal. .

The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts of all sizes, some still emitting curls of green smoke, and some burning brightly and extinguishing.

"Nonsense, this is pure nonsense," Lao Ma picked up the ashtray, suddenly raised it high, and dropped it hard. The ashtray fell to the ground, rolled twice, and broke into two halves. The ashtray was full of The cigarette butt immediately rolled to the ground, making a hissing sound and burning a small hole in the delicate carpet.

A staff member walked forward quickly with his head lowered, squatting down and cleaning the debris on the floor.

"Get out, get out, no one can come in," Lao Ma stepped on the burning cigarette butt. Thanks to the quick response of the personal staff, he quickly pulled his palm back, otherwise Lao Ma would have This foot must step on the back of his hand.

Staff who have worked with Lao Ma for many years all know that this ashtray is one of Lao Ma's most cherished things. It was given to Lao Ma by Prince Nuksiha, the best friend of the Chinese people who lived abroad. Gift.

Prince Nuksiha passed away in the Imperial Capital not long ago, which made Lao Ma very sad for no less than a month.

When he was sad, Lao Ma liked to rub the ashtray, which was a witness to the friendship between two people. He had already rubbed the ashtray until it became a little shiny.

If it weren't for being too angry, Lao Ma wouldn't have thrown such a precious thing to the ground, causing it to break into pieces.

The personal staff member had been working with Lao Ma for some years and knew Lao Ma's temperament very well. Hearing Lao Ma speak to him in such an angry tone, he didn't feel sullen at all. Of course, Lao Ma, as his As his superior and his bread and butter, it is impossible for him to feel sulky.

He also has a task, which was given to him by Lao Ma himself: when Lao Ma gets angry, he must find a way to dissuade him, just like when the emperor decided to kill someone in ancient times, whether the ministers thought the criminal should be killed or not, Always shout "Your Majesty, please think twice" three times regularly. This is a ritual and a practice.

As for Lao Ma, his usual practice is that he has another magic weapon.

He has a Rubik's Cube, yes, it's the kind of toy that children play with. It has six sides, six colors, and nine squares of each color. You have to put the same colors together to complete it. It's a very grinding task. The work of hard work.

In the process of piecing together the Rubik's Cube, my mind will slowly calm down. If the Rubik's Cube still can't solve the problem, Lao Ma also has a carefully crafted nine-ring chain. The nine rings are put together. It will take a lot of time to completely solve it. In this little patience-killing game, Lao Ma's mood will gradually calm down until his anger is exhausted.

"General Ma, your Rubik's Cube," the staff member unmoved cleaned up the ashtray and the ash on the ground. Under Old Ma's eyes that could kill someone, he took out the Rubik's Cube and held it respectfully with both hands. Offered up.

In the past, when Lao Ma saw this Rubik's Cube, he knew that his temper was close to being out of control.

A man knows himself, but Lao Ma knows that he has a bad temper, which is a sequela left over from the war years.

However, this time, Lao Ma's anger obviously reached the critical point of extreme explosion. He snatched the Rubik's Cube with his hands and slapped it on the table, suddenly turning a good Rubik's Cube into a pile of broken parts. .

"Swish, swish, swish..." Lao Ma quickly assembled the scattered parts. This is the fastest way to assemble the six sides of the Rubik's Cube.

In less than thirty seconds, the Magic Convenient was assembled by Lao Ma.

Thirty seconds obviously couldn't alleviate Lao Ma's anger. When the staff saw that Lao Ma looked wrong, he immediately took out the nine-link ring again.

"Hey," Old Ma pulled hard and tore the steel ring welded together into pieces. Although this old man was old, his boxing and kicking skills had not fallen behind, and he was still extremely powerful.

"..."

The staff member looked at the semicircular steel rings being pulled on the table and was completely at a loss.

No matter how good the external force is, it will be in vain if the old horse does not cooperate.

Obviously, it is even more difficult to obtain the cooperation of the old horse.

"Ma Qingfeng, have you forgotten your promise?"

A sharp shout came over, and Zhang Yuejin's figure appeared at the door of Lao Ma's office.

It has been many years, and Lao Ma has almost forgotten his real name.

When he heard the name Ma Qingfeng, Lao Ma was stunned for a moment, his eyes dangled upwards, and he thought about it carefully for a long time before he realized that he was calling his name.

"Ma Qingfeng, have you forgotten your promise?"

Zhang Yuejin shouted again.

Promise…Promise.

This is such a vague word. If the promise is useful, why do we need the police?

But for people like Lao Ma, a promise is a promise. A person who sticks to his word and makes trouble by spitting will definitely never forget his promise.

He promised to control his temper and character.

That year, Lao Ma was in his prime. That year was a small-scale local war after the founding of the People's Republic of China. That year, Lao Ma failed to control his temper. After killing three of his comrades, the hostile forces had become clear. After expressing his surrender, he killed the hostile element in an almost cruel way.

The crime of killing prisoners of war was quickly grasped by domestic political opponents, and impeachment flew to the desk of the military department like snowflakes.

Lao Ma's military and political career almost came to an end because of this incident, and he himself also faced military sanctions from the military.

That time, thanks to Zhang Yuejin's use of his influence in Zhongnanhai, Lao Ma was saved.

At that time, Zhang Yuejin had only one request, asking Lao Ma to promise to control his temper.

Lao Ma promised, and in the many days that followed, Lao Ma did it.

This time, Lao Ma was really angry. He was so angry that it could no longer be described as blowing his beard and staring.

Xiao Yu was ambushed in the rest area.

Or, someone on the inside is acting as a mole.

Or, there was a flaw in the nursing home's prevention system.

No matter which one it is, Lao Ma cannot accept it.

For a dignified soldier to use such despicable means to deal with a person who has contributed to Lao Ma, this is simply a provocation to Lao Ma's authority. This is not directed at Xiao Yu, but at Lao Ma, the main person in charge here.

Or, there is an omission in the defense system here. Although this possibility is not large compared to the possibility of a mole, if it is this possibility, it shows that Lao Ma has a strong grasp of the control ability, layout arrangements, and subordinates here. The ability of personnel to perform tasks is a serious challenge.

Both possibilities are Lao Ma's responsibility.

When Lao Ma is angry, the first thing he is angry about is that his subordinates are not doing things well, but this is not the main thing. The main thing is that Lao Ma is angry with himself.

After working hard to run the nursing home for such a long time, something like this happened.

What Lao Ma cannot forgive is himself.

"Huh-huh," Lao Ma took two deep breaths and used the brute force of two fingers to gather the scattered nine-link rings into a ring shape one by one.

"I know I was wrong," Lao Ma said.

Admitting a mistake is simply impossible for the staff around Lao Ma. Lao Ma has lived for such a long time and is afraid of anyone. Even when a senior leader of the Military Commission came to inspect, It’s not like Lao Ma has never scolded others.

Now Zhang Yuejin scolded Lao Ma in a very disrespectful tone, and Lao Ma actually admitted his mistake. This was something that was simply impossible to happen in the past ten years.

The staff looked at Zhang Yuejin with awe.

This old man Zhang is really no ordinary person.

Zhang Yuejin waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with you here. You go ahead and I'll talk to Lao Ma."

As if he had received an amnesty, the staff member immediately held up a pile of garbage, the broken Rubik's Cube, the nine-link ring, and the ashtray that was broken into four or five petals. He carefully put it away bit by bit, and then presented it to Zhang Yuejin gave a grateful smile and walked away backwards.

"Wait a minute," Lao Ma ordered.

The staff member immediately stopped and did not dare to move an inch.

"Find a skilled craftsman to glue that ashtray up for me," Lao Ma ordered, waving his hand and saying, "Let Xiao Zhang make a pot of tea. If there's nothing important, don't bother me. I'll Need some quiet time,"

"Yes," the staff member turned and left.

Zhang Yuejin and Lao Ma came to the inner room side by side. Zhang Yuejin already knew what happened last night. Xiao Yu was attacked, which was definitely not good news for Zhang Yuejin.

Zhang Yuejin, like Xiao Yu, immediately suspected the consultant Huang who kept posing problems for Xiao Yu at the informal dinner. He had motives and reasons. The thing about Xiaomi making him transform into a puppy and make a fool of himself was nothing. Everyone can swallow this breath.

Moreover, the owner of the Emei Spun Spike, the weapon left by the attacker, happened to be a commonly used weapon of Staff Officer Huang, a personal guard. In addition to guns, the soldiers who can operate here have more or less mastery of them. The use of cold weapons.

The only thing that is not accurate is that the appearance of the guard is very different from what Xiao Yu described. The guard who is good at using Emei thorn is a big man with a height of 1.8 meters, a full face of beard, and a heavy weight. More than 200 kilograms.
Chapter completed!