Zhang Mingde took the order and took twenty soldiers out of the garrison and headed straight for the city gate.

The cool breeze blew on the face at night, messing up the meticulously flowing short hair in the middle.

He held his nose and put his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He actually looked down on Tan Fang very much.

In his opinion, if this kid hadn't been considering his former love for his companions, he would have been quite caring for him, I'm afraid that at this time, I would have long since lost some mud pit, and where would he have the glory of today?

Yes.

In his eyes, Tan Fang is a glory.

How glory is it to be able to talk freely and give guidance in the convention hall of the garrison office, and get the praise and recognition of his father Zhang Ziyang?

This is something you can't do even if you want to.

When did it start and gradually become like this?

You know, I was very excited by my father when I was still very early.

And expect to achieve great results in one day.

This can be seen from the name.

"The way of university is to be clear about virtue, to be close to the people, to stop at the ultimate good..."

Three years ago, he was even sent to Japan to study and learn other people's advanced military technology.

He felt that he was on the pulse of the times every step he took.

After returning to China, I looked at these old bureaucrats and old landlords and looked at them a little disliked.

Nothing else.

The eyelids are too shallow.

The ability is too poor.

...

And who is Tan Fang?

In fact, Zhang Mingde had already inquired about it these days.

When that guy was working in the police station, although he was not old, he had long become an old man. He had a good ability to talk to people and talk to ghosts.

The most he does every day is to talk nonsense with some people from all walks of life.

Some trivial matters can be involved for a long time. As for the job of a police officer, they are arresting thieves and arresting thieves.

There is nothing wrong with him at all.

Moreover, in Tan Mingde's view, Tan Fang has a fatal weakness.

That's timidity.

Not to mention Wang Zhenwei, even the most useless brother-in-law of Wang Zhenwei's family, a gangster who is nothing, can bully him all day long, which is a bit too much.

If people know that he is a guardian of the palace, they might have lost all the face of the tutor.

"Pooh……"

Zhang Mingde spat a heavy mouthful of blood and phlegm.

These days, after returning to China, I feel that everything is not going well.

The internal fire is also heavier.

The girls in Ningxiangyuan are so vulgar and don’t know how to be interested. Their quality is far worse than the teachers in the country across the sea.

People not only study literature, but also art, and can even play role-playing games.

That's the real level...

On the street, there were a few people who had returned home late, hiding aside in a rustling manner. Looking at the group of twenty big-headed soldiers carrying weapons running forward, their eyes were filled with fear, and two people even lay on the ground in a panic and kowtow.

Zhang Mingde did not stop, but instead kicked his horse's belly hard, not wanting to see such a scene.

The people of this country also look so disgusted and have too much servility.

I can kneel when I see this and that I can kneel when I see this and that I will kneel completely lose my blood.

This is true for the people and officials.

Everyone has no ambitions and does not want to make progress...

Staying with them, I felt an embarrassing smell of stench on my body.

Although I thought a little too much.

However, Zhang Mingde still knew it.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders...

In Hangzhou City, the order of the governor was God's will, so he was not prepared to intercept and attack the Yang family.

In fact, he didn't care about the defeated soldiers.

No matter what happened, I was finally scared by the Qing Gang and his party so much that they escaped from the city and wanted to escape to Shanghai.

What to do?

Of course, I think about the relatively stable environment in Shanghai.

There are many nations there, and some powerful countries have their own concessions and armed forces.

Some large domestic organizations are also restraining themselves and having their own plans.

No one can dominate.

Therefore, in a certain way, although it is also the basic foundation of the Qing Gang, they don’t have much to do.

At least, I dare not act recklessly on the surface.

The Yang family fled to Shanghai.

This is actually a kind of guilty and timid behavior.

This is the case with the entire Yang family, what about the third young master of the Yang family?

The nature of his person can also be seen from this migration action.

It's not as amazing as Tan Fang said.

Even though he felt that it didn't matter and didn't care much about the Yang boy, Zhang Mingde decided to give the other party a warning.

He wanted to see the scene where the other party was frightened and pissed.

I also want to see that when Tan Fang knew that the Yang family was strong on the outside but did it, he was actually a paper tiger and some waste.

It’s a useless guy who can be rounded and flattened anytime and anywhere.

I don’t know if Tan Fang will swallow what he said.

Still born a saint?

Born to be a thief?

You can show me...

That's really a pleasure to hear.

Then, he saw a convoy winding in.

The speed is not fast.

Even with some precautions.

Some people secretly held the short gun at their waists...

Some people following the convoy were even more chasing their families, carrying their backs, and carrying many salutes.

It's like a team that fled.

I was anxious and anxious like a dog that was stranded.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Mingde felt a little amused.

This is the Yang family, whom Tan Fang feared him like a tiger and asked the guards to treat him carefully.

Ha ha……

There are more than ten soldiers with guns at the city gate, and the twenty elite soldiers in the custody palace he brought.

It's so naive that there are more than thirty guns pointing at this point.

Don’t you know that the civilian armed forces are too far from the elite troops in the army?

Whether it is marksmanship, discipline, or even fighting spirit, they are completely different from the same level.

"It is my grace to let you out of the city. As for gifts, is it a gift to give away a gun or..."

Tan Mingde looked down upon his eyes, and he frowned a little when he glanced at the elite he brought.
To be continued...