The King of Special Warfare

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When the taxi stopped in front of the nursing home, the fiery sunset had disappeared, and the icy chill was enveloped by the night covering the world. He got out of the car and looked at the warm lights in front of the nursing home quietly, staying there, just Like falling into memory.

On the bustling street, dense traffic flowed by, he stood quietly, a little tired and a little dazed, facing the direction of the nursing home, like a travel-stained passerby.

I can't tell exactly why I came here, but it was completely out of instinct. When I got the news from her, I didn't think about it, didn't hesitate, and didn't make any choices.

I wanted to come, so I came.

The East Palace is different from Kunlun City.

Li Tianlan is also different from Gu Xingyun.

So he is very clear that he can't watch silently like before. If he doesn't want to lose again, he can only try his best to fight for it.

The turbulent memories are like monstrous tides carrying unparalleled power in the night.

That kind of force held him firmly here, and all the images in his mind were long, phantom-like past.

Scenes of the past flickered silently.

He laughed.

The clearest memory is not the first meeting between him and her, nor the lingering entanglement that he had approached several times but finally kept away, but that cold winter, in that gloomy palace, in front of countless people, she Floating quietly on the beams of the bedroom.

A plain white dress, a simple wooden hairpin, without any extra decorations, with a plain face, on one of the most ordinary days, at an unusual time, she hanged herself quietly in the bedroom .

So quiet, so indifferent.

That year and that day, her figure swayed in front of his eyes, like a sharp knife, piercing into the flesh, chest, and heart, as if it tore his whole body into countless bloody pieces.

In my memory, it was a tragic world that could no longer be described with sadness.

Some people's families were destroyed, some people's wives were separated, some people betrayed their relatives, some people died without a whole body, and one after another people who stood on the top fell down with endless glory and scenery. Looking back now, no one was able to retreat completely. Everything in it is death, blood, betrayal, one by one ending in a bleak way, leaving the scene dismal, the dead will not die, and the living will be worse than dead. It was an era full of darkness and cold colors.

As a survivor of that era, he was undoubtedly lucky.

Lucky to watch the woman he loves die in someone else's bedroom.

Fortunately, he watched his adoring father dig out his heart with his own hands.

Fortunately, I watched everything I owned and struggled for was easily crushed into dust under the general trend.

How lucky?

The luckiest thing is that he is still alive and has the chance to change everything.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the flood of thoughts little by little, moved forward slowly, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

The phone was connected quickly.

The saint's somewhat surprised voice sounded: "It's raining on the river?"

"I am honored to have my name appear in His Highness's address book."

Jiang Shangyu laughed softly.

The saint remained calm, restrained his emotions, and said indifferently: "What do you want me for?"

No matter how low-key Jiang Shangyu was, no one dared to say that Jiang Shangyu was a small person.

From the Burning Fire Realm to half-step invincibility overnight, and to the sky in one step.

One of the most dazzling young people in Zhongzhou today, the son of Jiang Shan.

army general,

The former deputy commander of the Snow Dance Legion.

Regardless of his identity, no one would think that he was a small person, and the saints would naturally record his contact information, not just him, the name Jiang Shangyu, even in Li Huacheng's address book, was also an important person marked.

"I'm at the gate of Youzhou Sanatorium."

Jiang Shangyu's smile is peaceful, under the night, it is a smiling face that makes people feel very warm when looking at it: "I want to go in and visit Ms. Lixi, um, and Qingcheng..."

During the phone call, Saint was silent for a while.

"If His Highness wants to report to His Majesty Li Tianlan, I can wait."

Jiang Shangyu said calmly. His posture was neither high nor low. When talking about Li Tianlan, he naturally used the title of His Majesty, so that people could not feel the slightest malice.

Jiang Shangyu has always been a little strange about his position.

After the chaos in the Snow Country, his declaration that his wings had stiffened was undoubtedly tantamount to officially parting ways with Kunlun City.

Similarly, his relationship with Beihai Wang's is not good.

The relationship with Li Tianlan is even more ordinary.

No one in Central Continent would ignore Jiang Shangyu's existence, but seriously, it seemed that no one really regarded him as an enemy.

For a while, the saints were not very good at locating their relationship with Jiang Shangyu. All major forces, including the East Palace, might be wary of him, but if it was to talk about hostility, it seemed that there was not much to say. It was still the same after the incident, and the nursing home was not a forbidden place. Jiang Shangyu wanted to come in to visit Li Xi, and he followed the normal procedure to say hello to the saints, but the saints couldn't find any reason to refuse.

"unnecessary."

The saint said slowly: "I will say hello to the guards, you can register and just come in."

"Thanks."

Jiang Shangyu hung up the phone with a smile.

Registration is very simple, and entering the nursing home is even more hassle-free.

Walking through the tree-lined path in front of the sanatorium, at the end of the path, the military division was standing there quietly, seeing Jiang Shangyu approaching, he nodded slightly: "I asked Li Xi about it."

The saint said flatly: "She agrees to see you."

Jiang Shangyu smiled and hummed: "Thank you."

The saint turned around and led the way. After taking two steps, he suddenly asked:

"Do you know about the northern border?"

"I know."

Jiang Shangyu nodded as a matter of course: "Huang Tong's troubles are too outrageous. His death deserves more than his death. His Majesty the Eastern Emperor did a beautiful job. In fact, before I came, my father asked me to say thank you to Your Majesty."

Even before the blockade, Huang Tong's military rank was only equal to Jiang Shangyu's. Now with his death, the military has confirmed his treason, so he will not be polite when talking about Huang Tong.

"Thanks?"

The saint repeated: "Thank you..."

His tone was playful and sinister: "Indeed, the congressman needs to say thank you to His Majesty."

"If His Majesty is in the nursing home, I will tell him face to face."

Jiang Shangyu's smile remained unchanged.

The saint took a deep look at him, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is this what the congressman himself meant?"

"I don't know what you mean."

Jiang Shangyu said with a smile.

"Your Jiang family wants to eat Beijiang in one bite. You have great ambitions, but haven't you considered the problem of not being able to eat?"

The saint is still calm.

If he was facing Jiangshan, no matter how well-bred a saint is, he would inevitably have to sneer, but facing Jiang Shangyu, he had no such thoughts at all.

This may also be the characteristic of Jiangshangyu.

He has also been arrogant and domineering, but when it comes to some sensitive matters, he has never been able to reduce his sense of existence infinitely, to the point where he is not noticeable at all.

"We never think about problems that don't exist."

Jiang Shangyu's voice is soft, with needles hidden in the cotton.

In other words, the possibility of not being able to eat the northern Xinjiang does not exist at all?

The saint raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I've thought about it for a while, but I still can't figure out who you can rely on behind. If there is no strong enough backer, even if the Jiang family barely takes over Beijiang now, sooner or later I will also spit it out, the parliament can't keep Beijiang in this state for a long time, and His Majesty doesn't want to see this situation, so what will you do to stop it? Or, what will the backers behind you do to stop it?"

"It's certain that Zhongzhou doesn't like to see the current situation, but the situation in northern Xinjiang is sensitive, and the parliament really needs someone who can handle all kinds of things, and in a short time, Zhongzhou's eyes are destined to focus on His Majesty Li Tianlan and Chen Fangqing, or adding Gu Xingyun, compared to the northern border, this is the most important thing, the council will not take care of us in a short time. This precious time is what we have to fight for. Only time can make arrangements.”

Jiang Shangyu's frankness made people a little surprised. He smiled and said suddenly: "Your Highness, what do you think of the game between the East Imperial Palace, the Beihai Wang Clan, the Prince's Group and the Special War Group?"

The saint was stunned for a moment, and then laughed strangely: "Game game? Is the special warfare group still qualified to participate in the game?"

Jiang Shangyu was dumbfounded for a long while before laughing and said: "Indeed, after today's incident, Gu Xingyun's prestige has fallen to the bottom, and the special warfare group has almost been eliminated."

Gu Xingyun's failure undoubtedly had extremely serious consequences, but what was even more serious was that he lost to the prosperous Li Tianlan when the special warfare group was caught in a storm of treason.

The relationship between Kunlun City and the Burning Legion is still unclear. With Gu Xingyun's defeat, the foundation of Kunlun City will be torn apart.

Game?

Now it seems that this term is almost a joke on Kunlun Chen.

"So, isn't the answer obvious?"

The saint spoke slowly.

"Heroes see the same thing."

Jiang Shangyu was silent for a while, and smiled a little implicitly: "The Special Warfare Group is out, and the Prince Group is doomed to be alone. The group besieges the Prince Group, the academics may stand by and watch, but it is impossible to be completely neutral. If there is an advantage, don’t take advantage of the bastard, haha. Under the siege of all parties, Chen Fangqing and the Prince Group will definitely not be able to hold back, and the Prince Group will fall apart. , the strength was greatly lost, and the East Palace and Beihai Wangs won an unprecedented victory, which is probably the result of this game."

"so what?"

The saint turned his head to look at Jiang Shangyu, his eyes were full of sword intent, with strong coercion, sharp and compelling.

"so..."

Jiang Shangyu spread his hands: "Have you ever thought about what the final fate of the Prince Group is? This is a group that has taken root in Central Continent for hundreds of years, and even has a history that is earlier than the Southeast Group. It is deeply rooted. Maybe the Prince Group will The strength will be greatly damaged, and it will even be split, but such a group cannot be completely destroyed, your strength is very strong, but Your Highness, do you really think that after the game is over, the Prince Group will disappear completely?"

The saint subconsciously shook his head.

Even the most optimistic person has no way to say that the Prince Group will disappear completely. They are doomed to suffer heavy losses, and even half of their strength cannot be preserved. With the fall of Chen Fangqing, the Prince Group will inevitably lose troops, but will it disappear completely? This is almost impossible to do, and Li Huacheng will not just watch this happen, so the best result is that the members of Chen Fangqing's family will be completely wiped out, and a large number of people from the Prince Group will enter the new group and the academy. The power under him was chaotic and dispersed, and then slowly integrated, a new leader was elected, and a firm foothold was regained.

At that time, the newly born Prince Group will still be a colossus.

"Everything should be over before the general election. The prince group will fall into chaos for a period of time, but as time goes by, people can always see the situation clearly. Maybe three months, maybe half a year, maybe a year, the prince group will automatically Integrate the shuffle."

Jiang Shangyu laughed softly. In the cold night, his gentle smile was as flamboyant and unrestrained as showing teeth and claws: "I seem to remember that my father's status in the prince group is not low."

saint

:! ! !

He stopped abruptly in his advance, turned around suddenly, and looked at Jiang Shangyu with a charming smile in his eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that he really understood what everything in Northern Xinjiang really meant.

It was as if someone had gently pushed away the faint mist in front of him with his hands, and everything suddenly became clear.

In recent years, Jiangshan and the Prince Group have gradually drifted apart, and they are almost strangers.

Everyone ignored Jiang Shan's position.

But at the moment when Jiang Shangyu said it again, the saint's hairs stood on end.

Jiangshan belongs to the Prince Group.

The Prince Group is doomed to fail in the game.

The forces led by Chen Fangqing will be completely dismantled, the other part of the forces will leave the prince group, and the remaining forces will be re-integrated to elect a new leader.

Who else is more suitable to be the new leader of this prince group than Jiangshan, who completely controls everything in northern Xinjiang?

Strength, money, connections, status, prestige.

There are all the rivers and mountains that should be there.

While the prince group was panicking, Jiangshan had direct and strong control over northern Xinjiang.

When the Prince Group wakes up, I'm afraid there is no need to say more, those people will move closer to Jiangshan.

At that time, the Prince Group...

No, at that time, it was not a prince group at all.

Maybe it's the Beijiang Group?

Or...Jiang's Group? !

It was an indescribable feeling, all the body temperature seemed to be taken away in an instant, a slight trembling feeling spread all over the body, the saint stared deeply at the rain on the river.

"Is this your purpose?"

"That's the situation."

Jiang Shangyu's expression was somewhat innocent.

The saint snorted expressionlessly: "I suddenly thought of a word, a word that Chen Fangqing has often said in recent days, and even used it on His Majesty several times."

"Stealers!"

The saint looked at Jiang Shangyu: "Your Jiang family are the real stealers. You are so brave."

"Does Your Highness want to stop it?"

Jiang Shangyu chuckled lightly.

"What do you say?"

Saint narrowed his eyes.

"late."

Jiang Shangyu smiled and said: "It's too late. Since I can tell all this, it proves that there is no need to hide many things. You can't stop it, and neither can His Majesty Li Tianlan."

"Actually, I know that he has ideas about Beijiang, but he is too slow, you are all too slow, His Majesty wants Beijiang, he needs to operate, he needs to deploy manpower, he needs to create the situation he wants, it is too slow, We are different..."

"The Jiang family has been developing in northern Xinjiang for decades. All the things that His Majesty wants to operate can be omitted here. We can go straight to the point and form today's situation. Really, it's too late...You guys ..."

Jiang Shangyu laughed softly: "It's too late."

"you're right."

The saint was silent for a long time before slowly nodding: "In terms of the foundation in northern Xinjiang, no one can match the Jiang family. This is your advantage, but your advantage is also limited to northern Xinjiang. The Jiang family is acting like this today. , have you really not considered the consequences?"

"What consequences?"

Jiang Shangyu asked calmly.

The saint sneered: "You and I both know that there are only two people in Central Continent who are capable of supporting the northern border. The first is the East Imperial Palace, and the second is the Beihai Wang family. The latter will not compete with the Eastern Imperial Palace for northern border at this time." Control, and the backer of the Jiang family is obviously not the East Palace, so what answer can there be? Behind you are foreign forces, and they can only be foreign forces. With the support of foreign forces, you can afford the pension , can also obtain a lot of resources, but are you a little too naive? Control the northern border, and want to control the prince group through the northern border, and extend your hands to the core of power in Central Continent. Are you really helpless in Central Continent?"

In terms of the foundation in northern Xinjiang, no one can compare with Jiangshan. Anyone or any organization that wants to plot northern Xinjiang needs certain preparations and certain operations to achieve the situation they want, and most of these actions are aimed at Jiangshan's.

But Jiangshan didn't need to prepare these things at all, so as long as he wanted Beijiang, as soon as a favorable situation appeared for him, he could take over everything in Beijiang as soon as possible.

There is indeed no one who can organize Jiangshan's actions now.

But after that?

As soon as the incident in Northern Xinjiang happened, I don’t know how many people began to secretly investigate whether the backer behind the Jiang family was an overseas force. Such a fact cannot be a secret at all, and it cannot be hidden. When it was exposed, even if Zhongzhou had no time to take care of the northern border, it would be impossible for Jiang Shan to do whatever he wanted in the northern border.

After all, no matter how serious the fight between Chen Fangqing and Li Tianlan was, it was still an internal matter. Once foreign powers were involved, all the powers in Central Continent would be united to the outside world.

"There are no so-called foreign forces."

Jiang Shangyu calmly said: "If there are, then they are not the Jiang family's backer, on the contrary, the Jiang family is their backstage."

He smiled and said lightly: "It seems that many people have misunderstood something. Why does the Jiang family have to have a backer to do things? Our Jiang family does not have the habit of being a dog for others. If there are so-called backers and backers, Then the backing and backstage of the Jiang family are ourselves, that's all."

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