Chapter 1495

Zhang Zuo stood up with a jerk, kicked the chair, and ran out the door; this scene made everyone dumbfounded.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Big Brother Zuo is so capable, I'm rewarding you."

"I don't want it." Zhang Zuo's expression was very vigilant.

"Really don't want it?" Zhou Andong asked.

"Don't want it." Zhang Zuo felt very guilty, always feeling that Zhou Andong wanted to trick him.

"If you don't want it, forget it." Zhou Andong shook his head: "On the second day of the New Year, I'm going to visit Grandpa Zhang; you've performed well this year, and I will praise you well in front of the old man."

"Brother Dong!" Zhang Zuo's face was piled with smiles: "I am also a shareholder of the company; no matter how well I do, it's all for myself, so there's nothing to boast about.

You go see the old man, just chat with him casually, no need to mention me specifically, the old man won't be interested."

"No!" Zhou Andong said very certainly: "You are his grandson, how could he not care about what you've done this year."

"Brother Dong!" Zhang Zuo hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and diligently lit it for Zhou Andong: "That's my grandpa, I definitely know him better than you, right? So, there's no need to mention me in front of him."

"Bang, bang, bang!"

At this time, the room door was knocked heavily from the outside, and Tang Lin, who was standing by the door, reached out and opened it.

Standing outside was a captain wearing a military coat and a cotton military cap, covered in snow.

"Young Master Zhang!"

"Old Chu!" Zhang Zuo turned around and asked: "Have the rats crawled out of their holes?"

Although this kid was very unreliable, he was still very reliable in serious matters.

The captain nodded: "They're out."

"Let's go, let's go see." Zhang Zuo walked out of the room first: "My pocket money depends on the bar, so we must keep a close eye on them, don't let those few rats really burn the bar down."

Zhou Andong looked at Tang Lin: "I thought you would ask the criminal police team for help."

Tang Lin said helplessly: "I did want to find the criminal police team, but this morning, Zhang Zuo called me; last night he was drinking with a few buddies at the Garrison 15th Regiment.

Just happened to run into the Garrison 15th Regiment conducting a cross-day-and-night training, so he found the regiment commander, explained the situation, and borrowed the name of a real-combat training exercise to send a company over."

"That's good!" Zhou Andong laughed: "Those guys definitely have guns in their hands; if we found the criminal police team, there might be unexpected casualties.

But soldiers are different; whether it's training or real-combat experience, it's not something police can compare to. Even if those guys have guns in their hands, in the eyes of soldiers, they are no different from fire sticks."

Zhou Andong wasn't joking; the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea and the Self-Defense Counterattack against India won't be mentioned, that's too far away, and the veterans who participated should have already retired.

But the Self-Defense Counterattack against Vietnam was different; nominally it ended in a month, but broadly it lasted for ten years, until 1989.

But subsequent small-scale conflicts lasted until March 1992, which was the year Zhou Andong just returned.

For more than ten years, Vietnam kept provoking, and those old generals were mostly still in good health, so of course they wouldn't indulge them.

Especially, when the Sino-Soviet split happened, that old man proposed to dig deep tunnels and store grain widely.

The ammunition stored at that time was too huge, and they were preparing to destroy it in batches.

Vietnam jumped up, and just like that, the Sino-Vietnamese border became the main venue for ammunition destruction.

Another thing was training troops; during these ten years, the seven major military regions took turns going into battle.

So, the garrison troops in Jingcheng must have participated in real combat.

Tang Lin nodded: "That's what I thought too, so I didn't insist."

They followed out the door; now it wasn't just Zhou Wanyu, even Zhou Xianyong was dumbfounded.

What exactly are they going to do, how come there are soldiers appearing, and it's burning the bar, and real-combat training exercises.

However, he finally understood one problem, that is, Zhou Andong brought him here, absolutely not to pick up girls.

Wu Chao and the others had been in the car; seeing Zhou Andong come out, they got off the car.

That captain glanced at Wu Chao and the others, his eyebrows twitched, but his feet didn't stop.

A group of people didn't walk towards the alley entrance, but walked deep into the alley.

No one spoke along the way, only the crunching sound of stepping on the snow, and the occasional barking of dogs from afar.

After walking for about ten minutes, they arrived at another alley entrance, and the captain stopped his steps.

"Let's stand here, if we go out, I'm afraid we'll startle those rats."

Zhou Andong looked up and happened to see the red lantern hanging outside the first bar.

It was about fifty or sixty meters away; if the weather was good, and there was a lantern hanging outside, one could definitely see shadows.

But now it was snowing, and the wind was strong, with snow filling the sky, blocking the view.

Even the lit lantern could only be seen as a dim red glow.

They stood at the alley entrance waiting quietly, while Qi Honghai was standing in front of the bar.

He was standing with more than ten people behind him, two of whom were carrying two large plastic buckets of gasoline in their hands.

"Big Brother, light it."

Qi Honghai waded through the knee-deep snow, came to the bar door, patted it with his palm, and grinned.

"Erwen, what do you think if we go back and also set up a bar like this?"

Erwen carried the gasoline and walked over, laughing obscenely: "Of course it's good, when the time comes we'll also invite singers to sing, and brothers will also taste what it feels like to sleep with a singer."

"Hahaha..."

Qi Honghai laughed: "Good, when the time comes we'll invite singers to sing, especially that 'Sweet Song Queen', fuck, I must sleep with her."

After saying this, he waved his hand: "Pour the gasoline, light it, it's such a cold day, let the brothers warm up, and then we'll leave."

"Alright!" Erwen and another guy holding a gasoline bucket began to splash gasoline on the house.

After finishing, Erwen took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and just as he took out his lighter and lowered his head to light the cigarette, he heard a crisp gunshot.

Erwen screamed, a little blood burst from his wrist, and the lighter flew away.

Qi Honghai reacted quickly, his right hand quickly reached behind his waist, and in the blink of an eye, a black star appeared in his hand.

"Fuck, who, get the fuck out here."

At this time, the others also reacted, and one after another took out their guns.

But all around, except for the whistling north wind, there was no sound at all.

"Who?" Qi Honghai roared again, still no one answered.

"Fuck!" Qi Honghai cursed fiercely: "Bangchui, light the fire."

Bangchui turned around twice on the spot, observing the surroundings, but found nothing.

"What the fuck are you dawdling for?" Qi Honghai roared in a rage: "Hurry up."

The other party was definitely not police; if they were police, they would never have opened fire without even showing their faces.

In his mind, it should be the bar's security; Hong Rong warned him that the bar owner had a strong background.

It was just that he didn't notice where the gunshot came from just now, so he asked Bangchui to light the fire, which was to lure the other party to fire again.

As long as he determined where the other party was hiding, it would be easy to handle. Otherwise, he was in the light and the other party was in the dark, which was too dangerous.