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

Sha Ruijin didn't say anything, but just stared at the confrontation in the square.

He cursed Zhao Yuanchao a thousand times in his heart.

This tyrant!

This soldier doesn't play by the rules!

Can't you be more low-key?

What do you think of the provincial party committee compound?

A parade ground?!

But no matter how much he cursed, he knew that he had to go out now.

He is the secretary of the Handong Provincial Party Committee and this is his territory.

If he doesn't even dare to leave the door, then he, as the secretary, can pack up and leave tomorrow.

At the same time, the door of Hongqi L5 opened.

Zhao Lichun, wearing a dark Mao suit, got out of the car.

Although he is old, his back is still straight. There is no expression on his wrinkled face, but his cloudy eyes hide a bottomless haze.

As soon as he got off the car, his eyes passed over everyone and locked directly on Zhao Yuanchao who was standing at the front of the military vehicle.

The gun of the new era faces the sword of the old era.

Zhao Yuanchao also saw him.

This name is well-known in Handong. The man who can stop children from crying looks like an ordinary old man.

Zhao Yuanchao was thinking in his mind, but there was no expression on his face. He just looked at Zhao Lichun calmly.

Zhao Lichun's several black-clad bodyguards immediately surrounded him nervously, their hands subconsciously reaching for their waists.

The group of generals behind Zhao Yuanchao also took a step forward almost at the same time.

"Crack!"

The sound of the uniform leather boots hitting the ground was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

The murderous aura that was as condensed as substance suddenly burst out and rushed straight towards Zhao Lichun.

The faces of those well-trained bodyguards turned pale in an instant.

What they faced were not ordinary thugs, but real killers who had crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

That look, that aura, are simply not on the same level.

Zhao Lichun's eyelids twitched suddenly.

He felt the pressure coming at him, a pure, unreasonable threat of violence.

He knew that if he dared to act tough here today, the other party would really make him leave lying down.

"Everyone, stand down."

Zhao Lichun growled and stopped his incompetent bodyguards.

He forced himself to straighten his back, facing the dozen or so murderous gazes, and walked towards Zhao Yuanchao step by step.

Every step was extremely difficult.

He felt like he was not walking on flat ground, but climbing a mountain against a strong wind and heavy rain.

Finally, he stood in front of Zhao Yuanchao, only three steps apart.

"Zhao Yuanchao! Why are you so angry?"

Zhao Lichun spoke first. He wanted to use the authority he had accumulated throughout his life to suppress the young man in front of him.

Zhao Yuanchao looked at him and did not answer his question. Instead, he smiled and said something that no one expected.

"Secretary Zhao, you've had a hard time traveling. Are you used to the weather in Handong?"

His tone was very flat, like a younger generation greeting an elder whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was polite, but with an indescribable sense of distance.

Zhao Lichun felt a tightness in his chest.

He was ready with a lot of questions and anger, but in the end the other party's punch hit cotton.

This feeling is more uncomfortable than having a fight.

"Zhao Yuanchao, don't try that on me!"

Zhao Lichun's expression turned completely cold. "Let me ask you, was the Jinghai incident your fault? Who gave you the authority to launch a military operation in a prefecture-level city and arrest local officials?!"

"Secretary Zhao, you asked this question."

Zhao Yuanchao's smile remained unchanged. "We are soldiers, and a soldier's duty is to obey orders. We received a report that some lawless elements are seriously endangering national security and threatening the interests of the military. We are taking action. Is there any problem?"

"Report? What report? How come I don't know?"

"Of course you don't."

Zhao Yuanchao nodded and said as a matter of course, "This is a military secret. According to regulations, we are not obligated to inform the local authorities."

Chapter 118 The situation is tense

"you!"

Zhao Lichun was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Military secrets!

What a military secret!

This is using military rules to shut up this local official!

"Zhao Yuanchao! Don't think you can do whatever you want in Handong just because you're wearing this leather!"

Zhao Lichun's voice was already filled with anger. "I'm telling you, Handong is Handong under the leadership of the Party! It's not your army's backyard!"

"Old Secretary, please don't get excited."

Zhao Yuanchao's tone remained steady. "Look, Secretary Sha and Secretary Gao are both here. We can't just stand here and let all the cadres in the province laugh at us, right?"

He raised his chin towards the entrance of the provincial party committee building.

Only then did Zhao Lichun notice that Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang had already walked down the stairs and were coming towards this side.

His heart sank, knowing that he would not get any advantage here today.

Arguing with an active-duty military commander who holds military power in front of so many people, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will only lose face.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhao Lichun said "OK" three times in a row, the coldness in his eyes almost solidifying into substance, "I want to see, Zhao Yuanchao, what extraordinary abilities you have!"

He swung his sleeves and turned to walk towards the provincial party committee building.

That back was filled with anger and unwillingness.

Zhao Yuanchao turned around and looked at the dozen or so fellow generals around him.

"Let's go to the conference room of the Provincial Party Committee Building to watch a show."

"Come on, come on, let's see what Secretary Zhao is capable of. He's already left Handong, but he's still in charge here. Amazing!"

Zhao Yuanchao was clearly telling everyone that the next confrontation would be his battle alone.

But the army behind him is his strongest support.

Anyone who dares to play tricks on him in there must first consider whether he can withstand the wrath of these dozen generals.

Sha Ruijin looked at this scene and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He led Zhao Yuanchao, followed by Gao Yuliang, and the three of them walked into the building that symbolized the highest power in Handong.

A storm that will determine Handong's future direction is about to officially begin in the conference room.

Meeting Room No. 1 of Handong Provincial Party Committee.

The huge oval conference table is bright and reflects the bright but not dazzling crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

On the wall, the five bright red characters "Serve the People" are solemn and dignified.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was incompatible with this solemnity.

The air is solidified.

Sha Ruijin naturally sat in the main seat, which was his power and symbol as the provincial party secretary.

On his left are Gao Yuliang, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, Tian Guofu, secretary of the discipline inspection commission, Li Dakang, secretary of the Jingzhou municipal party committee, and other members of the provincial party committee standing committee.

They all sat upright, their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, just like students preparing to be lectured.

There was only one person sitting on Sha Ruijin's right.

Zhao Yuanchao.

He did not bring any deputies with him, and just occupied half of the conference table.

Opposite him was Zhao Lichun, who had just been brought in by his secretary and had a dark face.

Zhao Lichun's identity is very embarrassing.

He currently holds no party position and is therefore not qualified to attend provincial party committee meetings of this level.

But Sha Ruijin was "thoughtful" enough to arrange a seat for him, right opposite Zhao Yuanchao.

Seating arrangement is an art in itself.

Sha Ruijin mediated, and Zhao Lichun and Zhao Yuanchao fought against each other at the border between Chu and Han.

The officials from Handong Province sat beside the chessboard, watching the game silently as spectators.

As soon as Zhao Lichun sat down, he felt uncomfortable all over.

The young man opposite him just looked at him calmly, with no provocation or anger in his eyes, only a bottomless calmness.

But it was this calmness that made him feel more pressured than any fierce gaze.

He felt that he was not here to be charged, but rather to be judged.