Chapter 190 My Battle (2)

Two conversations, a moment.

The father and son understood a lot of things at the same time. Li Feng finally understood why in the past few years, the man who was so beautiful as to ask the outside world, especially in Philadelphia, would have asked him to keep a distance from the outside world, especially in Philadelphia. Li Zaidao quickly captured where Li Feng's anger came from and was shocked to find that he had such a deep relationship with the man who died on the ancient clock.

Li Feng did not question his father behind the desk, what did the Ancient Clock Blast have to do with him, because he knew it was just in vain, just looking at him with extremely complicated emotions.

Li Zaidao didn't explain anything, and looked at Li Feng calmly, and his thin and powerful fingers subconsciously hit the smooth desktop of the desk.

Li Feng took a deep breath, his burly body full of explosive power was full of male strength. He frowned and stared, his voice rubbing like steel: "I left Philadelphia at the age of twelve, and during my spring and spring growth stage, there was a powerful man's back in front of me. I learned from him and tried to catch up and even surpass him. I never thought that such a powerful man would die because of such a disgusting plot, so I was very angry."

Li Zaidao looked at his son silently, raised his eyebrows slightly, and captured his most realistic emotions in a predicament. He said, "I am your father."

"Now I hope he is my father." Li Feng's eyes seemed to be about to burn, staring at him behind the desk, with extremely complex feelings deep in the depths.

Li Zaidao slowly closed his hands, tilted his head slightly, looked at the wrinkles between his fingers thoughtfully, as if he was digesting the most proud son who gave him the heaviest psychological blow.

After a moment he raised his head, wisely and decisively interrupting the argument about the ancient clock and the tiger, without a trace of expression on his face and said coldly: "You should have seen the order signed by the President and me, so prepare to fight."

"Do a fight?"

Li Feng's voice became sharper, and the violent and masculinity that was unique to young people suddenly turned into extremely deep ridicule and sadness.

He looked at his father behind the table and said hoarsely: "In order to force the warship to land on the Mohua Planet, many people died on the ground reception troops, but I received the order to return immediately... At this time, I should have fought the death to the princess of the empire on that planet, but you want me to return to this disgusting land to fight Xu Le?"

"This is not my battlefield, nor is this my battle." Li Feng slowly put on his military cap and prepared to leave this room that made him feel a little troubled to breathe.

"I am not asking you as my father." General Lee Jae-dao looked at his son's silhouette expressionlessly, his voice fluctuating without any emotion: "I am ordering you as Chairman of the Joint Staff Conference and Commander of the First Military Region."

He stood up from behind the table, his whole body was calm and sharp like the ice edges that had been sleeping for many years: "Col. Li Feng, remember your identity, you are a soldier!"

Li Feng's burly body suddenly tensed, and the young face full of vigor and violent emotions suddenly twitched. At this moment, he mobilized the terrifying power in his body to control his emotions. However, after a moment, the corners of his lips were slightly raised and he smiled nervously.

He turned to look at his father, smiled innocently and weirdly, "I agree."

Looking at the broken office door and staring at the ground after Li Feng left, Li Zaidao's face was calm, and he did not let the subordinate officers see any problems. However, he felt infinite vigilance in his heart, and even a faint remorse.

He was wary of the Xilin tiger having such a great influence on Li Feng outside of his attention in Philadelphia. Although the tiger was dead, the influence continued to this day, so much so that he had to admit that he had made an unforgivable mistake by transferring his son back from the front line to deal with Xu Le.

In addition to these emotions, Li Zaidao also had a very faint sadness in his heart. The so-called middle age is the beginning of old age. Li Feng's words about his father were successfully stabbed him. But it doesn't matter. After he picked up the phone and ordered him to reduce Colonel Li Feng's command authority, he thought silently, "It doesn't matter, one day you will know that I am right, everyone must admit that they are right, and that day will come soon."

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The building complex on the west side of Rabbi Avenue was heavily guarded. No major figures came to visit today, and no important cases needed to be tried. The agents who walked through the stone charter ceremony and the balance statues were conducting a routine security inspection, but today's inspection seemed particularly strict.

Immediately afterwards, a group of field troops who came in armored military vehicles came to the court area to conduct a second round of security inspections. These elite soldiers affiliated with the Iron Seventh Division invited the FBI agents who had just completed their work out of the relevant area without expression. As for the bailiffs who were originally responsible for the security control work here, they no longer knew where they went.

The Iron Seventh Division came to a reinforcement company, and more than 100 elite soldiers were divided into three groups, carefully and pickyly reviewing the safety facilities in various places, including the underground passage below the court.

The soldiers inspected the dark and wet walls of the passage almost one centimeter by one, especially those who could lead to the ground, which was the top priority. Until they confirmed that there were no traces of invasion, they pasted seals made of polymer materials and signed their names responsibly.

More than a dozen soldiers inside the court carefully explored every corner with the battlefield life detection proposal. The passage covered with red carpets had undergone many detections during the inspection. As for those places that might be hiding, they were even more powerful physical *** with engineering nails.

Around the courtyard outside the building, the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division's Strengthening Company have set up four firepower lines that extend nearly 300 meters at the same time. Among the green trees farther away, infrared sensors have also started working. When leaves are blown down by the autumn wind, a beeping sound will sound.

At this point, the military court has been inspected, and the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division have confirmed that the inside is clean. As for if someone wants to rush in from outside on the day of the trial, he will definitely face the most efficient firepower of the federal troops.

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows welcomed the infiltration of the clear autumn light, scattered mottledly on the red carpet, making the passage from the judgement stand to the door seem to be an abstract painting full of strange lines and color blocks.

The officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division, who were vigilant and serious defense inside and outside the building, naturally did not know that under this passage that had just undergone countless life detection scans, a person whose breathing and heartbeat had become extremely slow was lying quietly. His skin temperature even dropped a lot, as wonderfully as a stone.

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No magnificent war can be decided by a battle, and it always paces back and forth between offense and regression, not to mention the war between the federal government and the seven great masters that have lasted for tens of thousands of years and may continue forever.

The strike that shocked countless galaxies ended, and the anger of hundreds of millions of people forced the seven people to concessions to the president and the government, and passed several very important bills. But the federal government and the President themselves knew very well that those big families with amazing hidden influence would never be willing to accept failure. They had made psychological and material preparations for the other party to fight back frantically.

However, to the surprise of the federal government, the seven members of the seven people remained strangely silent after the Great ***. The Xilin Zhong family, who was trapped in the ***, did not need to consider it for the time being. These days, except for the Nanxiang family announcing the acceptance of the protection of the little princess of the Zhong family, nothing important happened.

This silence is weird and dangerous. Those families seem to be waiting for something to happen, waiting for a chance to kill with one blow.

The government easily linked the silence of the seven nations to the disappearing Xu Le, and the unsettling sense of urgency echoed among the institutions and departments, the FBI, the Charter Bureau and the relevant combat research rooms were running at high speed, and they had to figure out what those families were waiting for, or more directly, where Colonel Xu Le’s goal was.

An autumn rain fell in the morning that day, making the entire capital special zone wet and cold. Then another gust of unreasonable wind blew the light yellow leaves and struggled weakly in the water on the streets.

President Pabur stood on the terrace of the official residence with a deep brow, Cui Judong stood on the terrace of the Charter Bureau with a numb expression, and Li Zaidao stood on the terrace with a calm expression. They were like the seven old people hiding after the wind and rain, looking at the autumn wind and rain that was coming, silent.

On the back mountain of Mochou, on the terrace near the lake, Mrs. Tai, wearing a light velvet windbreaker, silently looked at the dense rain rings on the lake surface and said softly: "Call another call to old friends. This period should be calmer in recent days. The young man obviously doesn't want us to participate too deeply."

Shen Li stood behind his wife and frowned and said, "According to your advice, Mr. Zion is already sick. However, the information provided by the foundation contains fifteen effective goals, and there is even a presidential residence. I cannot tell which one Colonel Xu Le would choose."

"No need to guess." Mrs. Tai said: "This is his battle, not ours."

The big guys stood on the terrace and watched the autumn wind and rain, but they didn't know where the violent wind and rain would fall in the next moment.

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Jin Qiude, the second-ranked figure in Qinglong Mountain, will visit the Capital Special Administrative Region tomorrow. At such a sensitive moment, the most important anti-government leader who arrived after the Nanshui leader was still warmly welcomed by the federal government, and the planned welcome ceremony is very grand.

Federal Vice President Byron died under Shi Qinghai's gun. According to the principle of equality, the person who went to the airport to welcome Mr. Jin Qiude should have been Deputy Speaker of the Federal Parliament. However, Deputy Speaker of Zion suggested to the official residence that he could not participate because he was in poor health.

Half an hour later, Deputy Speaker Zion suddenly said that he would attend the airport welcoming ceremony.

Upon receiving this somewhat subtle message, President Pablo left the terrace with a calm expression. General Lee Jae-dao stood on the terrace and answered a call with a smile.

An excited shout came from the building painted with small eyes: "The goal is confirmed, Xu Le will appear in the airport!"
Chapter completed!