Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

This Sha Ruijin is a hundred times more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

"Okay, okay." Zhao Lichun said "Okay" twice, the coldness in his eyes almost freezing. "Then do as Comrade Ruijin wishes."

"As an old comrade, I will also attend the meeting tomorrow and listen."

He was unwilling to give up and was determined to personally supervise the battle.

"Of course you're welcome." Sha Ruijin smiled slightly.

The convoy restarted and headed towards the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse.

The carriage fell into dead silence again.

But this time, the air was no longer filled with the smell of gunpowder, but a colder and more eerie undercurrent.

Sha Ruijin and Zhao Lichun, the two men, were leaning back in their chairs, closing their eyes and resting.

But Gao Yuliang, who was sitting between them, knew that in the minds of these two people, a deduction and calculation more dangerous than any war was going on.

Provincial Public Security Bureau, the corridor outside the interrogation room.

Zhao Yuanchao knew that Zhao Lichun had arrived, and he was ready to take a good look at the weather in Handong!

The oppressive dampness seemed to be drained away by an invisible force, replaced by a colder, sharper sense of solemnity.

Zhao Yuanchao put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can with quick and decisive movements.

"Walk."

He said only one word.

The dozen or so generals seemed to have received a military order. Without saying a word, they turned around and followed him out.

The military boots stepped on the marble floor, making a uniform "click" sound, like a march about to go to the battlefield.

The hot-tempered Major General Zhang followed Zhao Yuanchao, lowering his voice but unable to conceal his excitement. "Yuanchao, this old bastard really dared to come back! Perfect! It saves us another trip to the capital! We'll settle all the old and new scores with him right here in Handong!"

"Lao Zhang, don't be impulsive."

The calm lieutenant general beside him patted his shoulder, his eyes just as sharp. "This old fox dared to come back, he must have something to rely on. He's going to wrestle with us."

"Arm wrestling? With his old arms and legs, can he even do that?"

Major General Zhang looked disdainful. "He has such a dirty ass, what can he use to fight us? Just his old face?"

"Face?"

Another general sneered, "Here we are, face is the least valuable thing. Fists are the only way to win."

"That's right! Aid Korea, give the orders! We will follow your instructions no matter what you do!"

The generals spoke one after another, and there was no respect for the former provincial party secretary in their words. Instead, it was as if they were about to hunt an old but fat beast, and everyone was ready to go.

Zhao Yuanchao didn't say anything, just walked in front.

His back was as straight as a pine tree, his steps were steady, and the road ahead was not a dangerous place, but his own back garden.

He knew it very well.

The old tiger Zhao Lichun came back not just to save his useless cousin.

He sensed danger, that the Handong Kingdom, which he had managed for his entire life, was being shaken from its foundations.

Sha Ruijin is a bulldozer sent from above, who wants to flatten everything on the ground and rebuild.

And he, Zhao Yuanchao, is the drilling platform that paves the way in front of the bulldozer, specializing in driving the deepest and hardest piles.

Now, the stake has hit the Zhao family's ancestral tomb, and the old zombie has crawled out of the coffin.

interesting.

The corners of Zhao Yuanchao's mouth curled up in an almost imperceptible arc.

He just wants this old guy back.

Only when he comes back, this tangled web that has been entangled for decades will be tightened because of the appearance of the backbone, and all the poisonous snakes and scorpions hiding in the dark will be exposed.

He wanted to pull this "God" down from the altar and step on him hard in front of the entire Handong officialdom.

He wanted to let everyone see what the real name of Handong Tian was!

Qi Tongwei followed closely at the back, not daring to breathe.

He felt like a hyena caught in a pride of lions, ready to be torn to pieces at any moment.

As he listened to the generals' unrestrained conversation, the guilt he felt towards Gao Yuliang instantly disappeared.

Cut, must cut!

If he, a small dinghy, wanted to survive the aftermath of the collision between the giant ships, he had to be firmly tied to the harder and more unreasonable ship! ...

Provincial Party Committee Building.

The atmosphere can no longer be described as oppressive, but rather solidified.

Every office worker who passed by wished they could turn themselves into paint on the wall, walking lighter than a cat and even holding their breath.

Everyone knows that just now, the two giants of the Provincial Party Committee, Secretary Sha Ruijin and Secretary Gao Yuliang, personally went to the highway intersection to welcome the legendary "old secretary".

And now, another group of even more terrifying people are coming here.

Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang's motorcade had just stopped, and the two men walked into the office building one after the other.

Gao Yuliang's expression was somewhat complicated. He followed behind Sha Ruijin, looking at the other's broad and steady back, feeling mixed emotions.

Just now in the car, Sha Ruijin's words, although said to be a briefing, were actually more like a warning.

"Zhao Lichun thought he was still the sky of Handong, but he was wrong. Now in Handong, there are two suns in the sky."

"One round was from the Party. The other was from the red-hot guns of the 20th Army."

"And all we have to do is sit on the ground and watch quietly."

High, it is high!

This composure of sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers, this ruthlessness of treating everyone as chess pieces, made Gao Yuliang feel truly wary of this parachuted-in secretary for the first time.

He originally wanted to play both sides, Zhao Lichun and Sha Ruijin, to gain the greatest political benefits for himself.

Now it seems that his idea was too naive.

Sha Ruijin didn't need him to take sides at all, or rather, Sha Ruijin never regarded him as a chess player who could influence the game.

In his eyes, he was probably just an audience member sitting on the ground watching the show. He was not even an audience member, but at most a background board of the stage.

Chapter 117 Zhao Yuanchao vs. Zhao Lichun

"Comrade Yu Liang,"

Sha Ruijin suddenly stopped and turned around. "What do you think Zhao Yuanchao will do to Zhao Lichun?"

Gao Yuliang was shocked. This question was more serious than the one in the car just now.

He adjusted his glasses and said carefully, "General Zhao Yuanchao acts decisively, so I'm afraid... he won't show any mercy to Comrade Zhao Lichun. But Comrade Zhao Lichun is an old leader after all, and his influence is far-reaching in Handong. General Zhao Yuanchao should also have some reservations, right?"

He said this in a very balanced manner so as not to offend anyone.

"Scruples?"

Sha Ruijin smiled, his smile tinged with sarcasm. "Do you think those soldiers would understand what scruples are? If they did, they wouldn't have launched military operations directly in Jinghai."

He looked at Gao Yuliang, his eyes becoming meaningful: "Not only will they not care, they will also use Zhao Lichun as the best target to establish their authority."

"Just wait and see. Today, the drama at the Provincial Party Committee Building will be more exciting than any other drama."

After Sha Ruijin finished speaking, he was just about to take a step when a dull and orderly roar of engines suddenly came from outside the building.

The sound came from far away and came closer, carrying an irresistible sense of oppression, making the glass of the entire building seem to vibrate slightly.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the door.

I saw more than a dozen dark green military off-road vehicles forming a sharp arrow formation, rushing directly into the square of the provincial party committee compound, and then doing a beautiful drift and stopping steadily in front of the main building.

The car doors opened in unison, and pairs of shiny military boots stepped on the ground.

The leader was Zhao Yuanchao.

Behind him followed a dozen officers with general stars on their shoulders.

They just stood quietly in front of the car without saying a word, but those dozen sharp gazes were like a dozen unsheathed swords, piercing straight at them, making everyone who saw this scene feel as if their hearts were being tightly gripped.

Gao Yuliang's pupils suddenly shrank.

Fuck!

How can this be a meeting?

This is clearly a demonstration!

I'm here to declare war!

Sha Ruijin's face instantly darkened.

He expected Zhao Yuanchao to come, but he didn't expect that he would come in this way, with such a big scene, so arrogant, and so domineering!

This is not just kicking the door, this is tearing down the house!

At this moment, another black convoy slowly drove into the provincial party committee compound.

Leading the way was a Hongqi L5 with a special license plate.

Zhao Lichun’s car has arrived.

The air in the square of the provincial party committee compound was sucked into a vacuum.

On one side, there were more than a dozen dark green military off-road vehicles, and a group of soldiers with general stars on their shoulders stood like mountains, exuding the breath of iron and fire.

On the other side, there was a convoy of black Audis, surrounding a Hongqi L5, which represented the old authority, silent and majestic.

The sunlight shone on the square, stretching the shadows of the two groups of people into long and clear lines, like the boundary between Chu and Han. The area in the middle was a death zone that no one dared to set foot in.

At the entrance of the provincial party committee building, Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang both looked very unhappy.

"Secretary Sha, this..."

Gao Yuliang's voice was a little dry. "I'm afraid this situation won't end well."