Three in the afternoon.
Fengtian, at the entrance of the marshal's residence.
Under the watchful eyes of a battalion of soldiers, four cars drove in. Ma Longtan, Zhang Zuoxiang, Tang Yulin, Zhang Jinghui, Yu Xuezhong, and the other military bigwigs were already waiting at the entrance.
creaking
After the motorcade stopped, Zhang Zuolin quickly walked through the gate under the tight protection of a group of guards, followed by Wu Junsheng, Zhang Tian, and the others.
call
"I'm finally back. It really wasn't easy.”
Hearing Zhang Tian's exclamation, Wu Junsheng patted him on the shoulder and said,"" Little Eighth, you're still a little bit of a bandit. Not bad, not bad…Hahahaha!"
Little Myna?
Zhang Tian was stunned at first, but then he understood.
He should have been lined up with the eight sons and six daughters of the cheap father, but in the end, he was ranked eighth.
"Second Uncle, don't call me Little Eighth anymore. You should call me God of Fortune!”
God of Fortune?
Wu Junsheng's eyes widened. He had never had much ability in his life, and the only thing he loved was money.
Could this Zhang Hanxing really rise up?
He had a good impression of his savior, so he rolled his eyes and whispered,"Little Eighth, if you really have the ability to be the God of Fortune, then how about I follow you?”
Just this?
Zhang Tian was a little dumbfounded. He was still thinking about how to win over the generals in the Feng army, but this big shot of the Sixth Army came to him.
If he didn't agree to it, then what was the point of hiding it? After all, once the arsenal and the steel mill were activated, all kinds of money and oceans would come crashing in. In this era, making firearms was just making money.
At that time, all problems that could be solved with money would be problems!
"Okay, I'll bring you to eat and drink well.”
"Hahahahaha, then I'll wait for the day when you earn a lot of money.”
Wu Junsheng, who knew the reason, was very optimistic about Zhang Tian. Zhang Xiaoliu's biggest threat to the succession of the Feng army should be this "adopted son".
Sometimes, he felt that if Zhang Tian was more capable than Zhang Xiaoliu, Seventh Brother would definitely hand Feng Jun over to Zhang Tian without hesitation.
In the past, it would have been fine if Zhang Tian had been mediocre. Basically, all the generals treated him as an invisible person.
However, it was different now. Just by saving a large number of people in Huanggutun this morning, it was enough to prove that this young man was not simple. Moreover, his analysis of Feng Jun's situation later also made him feel that he was quite powerful.
An investment couldn't be fixed in one go.
What if Zhang Tian was more competitive? Should he help him when he was alone and helpless?
Just like that.
The two foxes, one big and one small, looked at each other and smiled at the door. Then, they walked side by side towards the spacious and imposing gate of the Marshal's Mansion.
In the conference room.
When they heard that the marshal had been assassinated, all the generals around Fengtian who could rush back were present at the meeting. Everyone looked like they were about to fight, and a cold killing intent surrounded the meeting hall.
"Come in quickly!"
Zhang Tian wanted to spend some time with his fiancée, but he was dragged into the meeting room by Wu Junsheng.
shua
As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of the people present. These proud soldiers and generals glanced at Zhang Tian like sharp swords.
Hmm?
Everyone was very clear about this Little Eighth of the Marshal's Residence. Although this guy's personality was very annoying, no one dared to do anything to him.
This was because this guy was definitely a taboo for the marshal. This was a fact that everyone in the Feng army knew.
However, they were surprised to see Zhang Tian again after half a year.
Unlike the weak and gentle youth in the past, Zhang Tian now had a heroic spirit and even a little cynical. Although his body was slightly thin, his waist was straight and upright.
He was 1.8 meters tall and wore a major's military uniform. He looked indescribably heroic.
ahem
Zhang Tian, who was a little embarrassed, coughed and greeted generously,"" Good day, officers. You guys go ahead with your meeting…I'll be leaving first…"
The pressure was a little too great.
This group of generals, who were mostly bandits from the Green Forest, was not easy to get along with.
Before he transmigrated, he was just an ordinary person. Although he had transmigrated and obtained the system, he could not do whatever he wanted.
Who here isn't a smart person?
Zhang Zuoxiang, who was sitting on top, smiled and said,""Han Xing, sit down. You're 16 years old now. It's time to share our burdens. Otherwise, why would we give you so much food?”
“…………”
She ignored him.
Zhang Tian found a chair at the end of the conference table and sat down to listen to the meeting.
Why didn't he give her any face?
Zhang Zuoxiang, who was a little embarrassed, changed the topic and said seriously,""How's the investigation of the assassination this morning?”
" The intelligence department has already found out that it was planned by Daisaku Kawamoto, the staff officer of the Kwantung Army. The Japanese have also prepared two plans. If the Huanggutun explosion fails, the suicide attack at Fengtian Station will continue..."
bang
"Motherf * cker, this is too much!”
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