The King of Special Warfare

The night wind blows across the North Sea.

The lights on Dibing Mountain gradually dimmed.

In a quiet world, Wang Shengxiao sat on the Xiongxiong platform, looking at the calm North Sea, subconsciously tightened his coat.

Time to enter October.

When the weather in the south is about to cool down, the North Sea is already getting colder.

There was a jug of wine beside him, the wine had run out, his face was ruddy, and his drunken eyes looked a little hazy silently watching the moonlight reflected on the sea, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

It has been more than half a year since he became the head of the Beihai Wang Clan.

After the strength that shocked the world at all costs, Wang Shengxiao once again kept a low profile.

He became more and more silent, withdrew all his sharpness, and the grandeur of the past seemed to disappear, and his whole person became more and more calm.

Only the uninterrupted conscription in Beihai province can make people feel the strength of the new patriarch of Beihai.

The game with Central Continent is still going on.

But compromises are made step by step.

Along with Beihai's compromise, the Beihai regiment has conducted large-scale exercises one after another. The hundreds of thousands of newly recruited soldiers are undergoing special training every day, and then thrown on the exercise field. train.

Beihai Province seemed to be completely silent.

But behind this silence, the atmosphere in the entire Beihai Province became more and more iron-blooded.

No one questioned Wang Shengxiao.

The strength that time made the whole Beihai see Wang Shengxiao's attitude.

Countless civilians in Beihai Province expressed enough support for the new patriarch.

According to the will of the people, the situation in Beihai has gradually stabilized through repeated compromises.

Although all this is only temporary stability, for Beihai Province, this is an extremely rare respite.

Wang Shengxiao grew a short beard on his chin,

The whole person looks more and more mature, the smiles that once seemed comfortable to people are less and less, and his temperament is gradually changing, becoming a little gloomy and stronger.

The orders from Dibing Mountain have become less and less.

Most of the time, Wang Shengxiao sat on the Xiongxiong stage.

Eat, practice, meditate.

Xiongxiong Terrace seems to have become his private residence.

For half a year, he confined himself in the small space of Xixiongtai, accompanied Xiaoxiongshi every day, and almost never took a step away from Xixiongtai.

This means that he never left Dibing Mountain.

So many important things are also missed.

The phone vibrated slightly and the screen lit up.

After taking the last sip of wine, Wang Shengxiao was shocked, took the phone, and connected to the video.

The video shows a room filled with warm lights. In the warm yellow light, Song Ci in plain pajamas will have long hair.

Bunched up, the plump face was full of tenderness.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Looking at the dark Xixiongtai on the screen, Song Ci asked softly.

"Not yet, calm down at Dibing Mountain, and make an appointment with him to have some food together."

Wang Shengxiao laughed, the subtle folds between his brows subconsciously relaxed, and his whole body relaxed: "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Your son woke up and coaxed him for a long time before falling asleep, but I'm not sleepy anymore."

Song Ci moved around with the phone, the camera shifted, and a newborn baby appeared on the screen, with a small body, a small face, and his mouth was wrapped, sleeping soundly.

Wang Shengxiao's eyes were peaceful, but there was a touch of doting and guilt deep in his eyes.

This is his child with Song Ci.

When the child was born a few months ago, he hadn't left Dibing Mountain, and he hadn't been able to watch his birth with his own eyes. Since the child was born, he hasn't even seen his father in person except in the mobile phone video.

The corner of Wang Shengxiao's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The camera turned around, Song Ci took a look at Wang Shengxiao, and said with a half-smile: "Why, are you afraid that Haotian will blame you for being a bad father?"

The child of the two is named Wang Haotian, whose nickname is Tutu, which was decided by Wang Shengxiao and Song Ci before the child was born.

Wang Shengxiao sighed softly, a little dazed.

"Don't worry, when he gets older, I will tell him that he has the best father who loves him the most."

Song Ci said softly.

"It won't be that long."

Wang Shengxiao smiled, and said softly: "When the situation stabilizes, I will take you home."

"good."

Song Ci nodded, staring quietly at Wang Shengxiao's face, fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Shengxiao touched his face.

"nothing much."

Song Ci shook his head and said softly, "I just miss you."

Wang Shengxiao didn't speak any more, just looked at the screen quietly, and said a thousand words, as if everything was in silence.

Amidst the slight sound of footsteps, Wang Jingxin walked over with a food box in hand. Seeing this picture, he stopped and said with a smile, "I'll come back later."

"Need not."

Wang Shengxiao hung up the video with a smile, glanced at Wang Jingxin and asked, "Are the sister-in-law and the child okay?"

"Very good, she asked me to thank you, I lived here very comfortably during this time."

Wang Jingxin laughed. Her child was already in elementary school. His wife was originally a middle-level cadre of the Lin'an trade union. Bingshan, in terms of the political climate of Jianghuai, Dibingshan is undoubtedly the best.

"One family, don't talk about two families."

Wang Shengxiao shook his head, pondered for a while, and said softly

: "How is the situation in Jianghuai?"

"Good."

Wang Jingxin opened the food box, took out some side dishes, and took out a jug of wine: "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Wang Shengxiao nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He had no doubts about Wang Jingxin's ability. In fact, Wang Jingxin's situation was not good when he first arrived in Jianghuai. After half a year, he has now completely established himself, and he His performance also made some leaders of the Southeast Group unanimously agree that in the face of Wang Qinglei's uncontrollable situation, facing his wolfish ambitions, the Southeast Group can only place greater hope on Wang Jingxin, and his performance, Keep everyone happy.

"How is Haotian? The little ones are cute, when do you plan to bring them back?"

Wang Jingxin asked with a smile.

"Now is not the time, let's see the specific situation in a year."

Wang Shengxiao frowned.

"Speaker Wen..."

Wang Jingxin hesitated for a while, and stopped talking. In fact, when he came back this time, the main question he asked was Wen Siyuan's advance and retreat in a year. This is undoubtedly the most critical adjustment. Wen Siyuan will go further, stay where he is, or retreat , are all possible at present, and each of the three outcomes may turn into a good thing, and it may also turn into a bad news. Wang Jingxin really wants to get a clear result, which is also related to his methods in Jianghuai. Tough or gentle.

"Hard to say."

Wang Shengxiao shook his head. Whether Li Huacheng will stay in office and Wen Siyuan's advancement and retreat can be said to be the most concerned issues in the next session. Many things have already started to operate. Wang Shengxiao can grasp the process and steps in detail, but so far, the result is still the same. It's not clear enough, it can even be said to be confusing.

"It depends on whether Wang Qinglei can be stopped."

Wang Shengxiao said softly: "If you can stop him, everything is easy to talk about. If you can't stop him, the specific result may not be known until the end."

"JAC is not a big problem."

Wang Jing said calmly.

Jianghuai is a province deeply influenced by Wu and Yue. Wang Jingxin can control the situation in Jianghuai, which can play a big role, but it can't play a decisive role.

"Just do your best."

Wang Qinglei said softly. He counted the time and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, it's fine. At least the worst result shouldn't happen."

Wang Jingxin took a sip of wine silently and did not speak.

The so-called worst outcome would naturally be that the chairman of the North Sea Province changed hands.

If there is such a day, it means that the entire Southeast Group and the Beihai Wang Clan will face a critical moment of life and death.

Wang Shengxiao said that such a result would not happen.

Where does his confidence come from?

Wang Shengxiao didn't explain anything, just holding the wine glass, quietly looking at the calm North Sea in front of him.

His eyes fell on a certain point on the sea level, and he was silent for a long time.