In fact, they wanted to go to the school cafeteria like the "Young Marshal". However, they walked along the way and found that something was wrong with the atmosphere - there were always students coming and going to see him. The incident just now must have been considered a "big thing" - even the rockets were used - and how many times can a person really see a rocket in his life?

So this matter quickly spread among the crowd and became widely known.

Whether it is about the "Young Marshal" or the "General", it is enough to become a hot topic of discussion among people, not to mention that the two focus points are now being mixed together.

So fifteen minutes later, they appeared in a small restaurant outside the school gate.

No one spoke in the first ten minutes.

Because both of them were embarrassed to move their chopsticks, they were also glad that for the convenience of conversation, they chose a private room.

Li Zhen is eating, and his eating appearance is extremely indecent. In fact, no one who eats appearance after half a month is hungry will not look elegant. What's more, he has experienced decades in the void. If he were still the new Li Zhen of the past, he would have digested himself long ago.

He ate a plate of Kung Pao Chicken and a plate of red spicy chicken. Logically speaking, when eating Yuzhou spicy chicken, he had to use chopsticks to pick the chicken pieces in the pepper section. However, Li Zhen ate the peppers together.

Maybe some people love to eat chili peppers, and this is beyond reproach.

But when a plate of grilled fish was brought up, Li Zhen even chewed the fish bones and swallowed them carefully. He didn't have time to explain to the two people that normal people can take calcium from normal foods. But if he wants calcium supplementation, he really has to eat it. Because no one will throw away several fingers in a day.

The rice here doesn't seem to be very delicious, but he ate it anxiously and didn't pay much attention to the taste.

In ten minutes, he ate eight dishes and a large basin of rice. Although it was not as exaggerated as in movies and TV dramas, it was already a jaw-dropping terrifying speed and appetite. Then Li Zhen let out a long sigh, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, feeling that he was alive again.

It was not until this time that the two people started talking and asked the proprietress to remove the plate and serve the dishes again.

First, Pang Feihong narrowed his eyes in surprise and grinned: "You are different from what I remember..."

Li Zhen tilted his head: "Have you seen me before?"

Pang Feihong blinked, as if showing off a remarkable secret: "I haven't seen you before, but my boss, he has seen you, and he is very familiar with you."

"Your boss?" Li Zhen smoked a cigarette from Zhang Jian's cigarette box on the table, pulled it between his fingers, and then said in a deep voice, "Zhang Kesong?"

The fat man was slightly stunned and waved his hand: "No, no, we can't stand it. We are indeed in Luzon, but not that one."

He smiled humbly and raised his eyebrows: "I'll remind you - my boss was born and died with you when he was young, and it was passed through the rain of bullets."

Li Zhen went to see Zhang Jian. But perhaps both of them knew that he was an easy-going person and had no airs. Now Zhang Jian actually smiled without saying a word and shrugged at Li Zhen.

So he smiled bitterly: "Ying Jueran? Du Qixi? Should he be one of these two?"

The fat man said "huh", and the other end of the chopstick poked his forehead, frowned and looked at Li Zhen: "The boss said... he is the person you trust the most? He said that when you were in trouble, he risked his life to help you. You two are friends of life and death!"

Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, and a thought came to his mind. He sat up straight, looked carefully at Pang Feihong's familiar and dirty look in front of him, and a person jumped out of his head.

Then he reached out and grabbed the lighter on the table, turned his head and lit the cigarette in his hand, but he couldn't help but spray a small mouthful of smoke: "Your boss... can't be Yu Ziqing, right?"

The fat man slapped the table, shaking the dishes, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "You remember it!"

Then he saw the strange smile on Li Zhen's face and asked in confusion: "What... did I say wrong?"

Li Zhen held back his smile and waved his hand: "That's right. We were indeed coming through the rain of bullets."

That day, Yu Ziqing squatted on the ground with handcuffs and shackles, and suddenly hit the agent's ankle - the opponent's pistol went fire, and a jump shot to get rid of himself... Is it considered that it was passed through the bullets?

Of course.

Even if it doesn't count... Li Zhen has to make a comeback for him.

Yu Ziqing, that guy, Li Zhen, remembered him, and his lips curled up again. He was a very interesting person. He was not surprised that person could make a fortune in this world. But that guy has not forgotten himself yet, which made him feel a little moved.

but……

He looked at Pang Feihong: "What does your boss do?"

He still remembered Pang Feihong yelling at Xiao Yan, as if he was sure that the other party would not dare to do anything to him.

Pang Feihong smiled: "Blue and White Club - we are the largest distributor in Greater China!"

"Distribution." Li Zhen repeated.

"Actually...well, in a sense, a semi-legal smuggling gang." Zhang Jian couldn't help explaining to Li Zhen, "they smuggled things are doors and weapons."

Pang Feihong took a sip of wine and did not refute it. Zhang Jian continued to explain to Li Zhen: "After the independence of Southern Luzon, the empire announced economic sanctions on them. But you know, this situation, the so-called sanctions were just for the sake of doing things. Later, when the door and various weapons were made there, no one mentioned this statement. Not only did no one mention it, the imperial government also wanted to monopolize the trade in name - only the central government has the right to purchase things from Southern Luzon, and the local area cannot be bought and sold - I don't know who came up with a slap in his head."

"But if it is said that, everyone ignores it. The central government is not allowed to trade. We should buy what we should buy in private. Brother Pang——" he patted the fat man on the shoulder, "It is responsible for our Yuzhou. The things transported from Luzon are basically passed by the Blue and White Club. The Blue and White Club is a legal arms company in Luzon, but in mainland China, it is a smuggling group."

Li Zhen nodded thoughtfully. Zhang Jian continued: "But in fact, it is not just the person in charge and the supplier. Only Brother Pang can start it, and no one else can do it."

Hearing this statement, Li Zhen raised his head slightly and looked at Pang Feihong again. He brought the door out - he had already closed it at some point. It was still a short crutch, leaning against the stool on one side.

After seeing his eyes, Pang Feihong smiled: "My ability is quite special. If that young man really dares to do anything to me today, he will have to peel him off."

Li Zhen smiled slightly and shuffled the ashes in his hands: "Is this door like this, or is it like this for all doors?"

Pang Hongfei smiled: "Every door has a dedicated person to operate and maintain it, and it has a permanent warranty."

The three of them touched their eyes, and then smiled slightly and stopped discussing the topic.

This is the advantage of technological monopoly. It seems... the Southern Luzon is quite confident, and it is so confident... that you can use this as an excuse to put your own eyes in every autonomous region, but the other party still has to swallow the glass of bitter wine with his head and say nothing.

As an imperial general, Li Zhen should have felt a little uncomfortable with this blatant approach.

However……

Southern Luzon.

He didn't know whether to smile or sigh. Those who had been in contact with him gathered together, and seemed to form a strong and powerful group. And in what manner should he merge into it?

Or should he merge into it?

After all, it calls itself Southern Luzon. Neither Luzon nor the Philippines, it is China.

Until today, he still couldn't understand why Kesong did this. This is considered treason.

But the country they betrayed... was actually broken into pieces. Even when it was still intact, it began to rust and be slow. The friction caused by internal forces made him gradually become old. However, before dusk came, unknown natural forces built a coffin for him and put one of his feet in it.

But even so...

Li Zhen subconsciously murmured to himself, I am always a Chinese.

So his face looked a little ugly. Pang Hongfei was a little confused, but Zhang Jian could guess what he was thinking. So he scratched his head and started a new topic, which could be considered as explaining what happened in the afternoon to Li Zhen-

"Today, it should be that Lao Pang and I were not careful when we were doing things. Or just happened to catch Xiao Yan in a panic and wandered around..." He said while looking at Li Zhen's face, "He happened to be caught by him. I guess he would have to complain to his father after he went back today... Maybe someone will come to apologize to you tomorrow. Now you are out... What are you going to do?"

He glanced at Pang Feihong, who was concentrating on picking tender meat from the grilled fish face next to him, and said sincerely: "General, I still hope you can go to Yanjing first."

Li Zhen was silent and didn't speak. Pang Feihong's mouth whirred and didn't speak.

Zhang Jian waited for a while and had to raise a glass of beer next to him and drink it all in one go.

After a while, Li Zhen said, "Okay."

Zhang Jian was slightly stunned, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Pang Hongfei finally stopped the chopsticks and opened his mouth to look at Li Zhen. After a while, he put the chopsticks on the table and said in an uneasy and puzzled tone: "General, am I... what's wrong just now? I don't keep the door in my mouth, don't take it to my heart. But..."

Li Zhen smiled slightly and shook her head: "It has nothing to do with you."

He let out a long sigh: "Do you have a way to send the message?"

Pang Feihong thought for a while and said dejectedly: "I may not be able to stay for long this time, and I also need to replace people. But the general——"
Chapter completed!