Wan Kuangxiao wouldn't interfere with what Mu Baichen wanted to do. He smiled: "Arrange for someone else to cook the raw melon eggs first. You still have to come back and help me deal with the Blood Wolf regiment."
"Leader, are those grandsons still hiding?" Mu Baichen was a little surprised. After he dealt with the matter in Qingdao, Wan Kuangxiao said that he could deal with the rest.
But it had been a few days, and it still hadn't been solved. This was really not Wan Kuangxiao's style.
Wan Kuangxiao nodded: "I didn't expect them to be so good at hiding. It's really unexpected."
"Interesting." Mu Baichen's mouth revealed a smile: "They want to play the game of hiding under the light with us. They have guts. But this is Yan Jing's land. We are so familiar with it, how can we let them take advantage of us? "
"Yan, Jin, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties all built their capitals in Yan Jing. I believe that the Blood Wolf regiment's understanding of Yan Jing is no less than ours." Wan Kuangxiao said.
Mu Baichen was startled. These words made sense. Perhaps the Blood Wolf regiment was only familiar with a few places in Hua Xia. Chang 'an, Luoyang, Nanjing, the ancient capital of the six dynasties, and the current Yan Jing …
Yan Jing had been the capital for nearly a thousand years. During the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period, the capital of Yan Country was called Ji City. During Liao Dynasty, it was a subsidiary capital. Jin, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties all built their capitals in Yan Jing!
At least from the Yuan Dynasty until now, the Blood Wolf regiment had never left Yan Jing.
So this Yan Jing, they were really very familiar with it! Although the Blood Wolf regiment's people couldn't be demons that had lived for so long, the experience left behind by the ancestors of the Blood Wolf regiment was absolutely helpful to them.
Especially Xing Pengjing, who wandered the streets picking up scraps at three years old. That was the era of famine after the founding of Hua Xia.
How many people starved to death in those three years?
What kind of era was that? In any house, all pots and pans were confiscated. Everything was a big pot of public rice.
The seemingly beautiful communist society had completely changed because of the corruption and vanity of the cadres, who falsely reported the grain output.
Just one sentence from the higher-ups asking for more public rations, and there were people below who couldn't pay up and were forced to death!
There were even mothers who bit their fingers and let their babies drink their blood in order to keep them alive …
If it weren't for a group of cadres who dared to tell the truth and broke through the heavy resistance to report the real situation to the Party Central Committee, this absurd tragedy would have lasted for a long time.
Unfortunately, this group of cadres who really "served the people" paid a heavy price.
Some people who truly deserved to die were still able to sit back and relax.
The disaster of the Great Leap Forward was terrifying. It wasn't until the officers in charge of the Great Leap Forward came to the nearby villages that they understood what it meant to be horrifying.
Even the weeds and trees had been 'eaten'. The houses had been burned down. The members' belongings had been handed over. They were not allowed to cook and smoke at home …
The four walls of the house were bare. It was like a pigsty. The able-bodied men had died, leaving behind orphans and widows. It was a tragic sight.
There were no beds, no blankets, no stoves, no pots and pans. Even the houses didn't have walls. The fences made of straw couldn't block the cold wind of winter … Everyone was like that. Other than the bowls they ate in the cafeteria, there was nothing else.
Unfortunately, there wasn't anything in the cafeteria for them to eat. It wasn't even enough to pay the public rations …
Those years of "exaggeration", "Great Leap Forward", "Satellite Release" … Those unrealistic slogans had really hurt too many people.
Xing Pengjing was born at that time.
His mother's death was the catalyst for his life.
He traveled north from Xinyang, thinking that he would be able to see a different kind of prosperity when he reached Yanjing and that he wouldn't starve to death.
But everything disappointed him. From the beginning, people ate grass, tree bark, and soil. Later on, people ate people … He had seen everything along the way.
He was in despair …
Eyes rotting, legs breaking from running, working non-stop, living and dying! How daring a person was, how much land would produce! How to push the earth with one's feet and hold up the sky with one's hands, how to increase production by several times!
At that time, people were hot-headed to the extreme! They said that communism was heaven and the commune was a bridge. The first commune in the country was called the Xingshan Commune, and it was in Xinyang!
Xing Pengjing had escaped death many times on his way to Yanjing.
Many times, he had become food in the eyes of others, but he had still managed to escape.
He was only a three-year-old child. Nowadays, three-year-old children were still sucking on their mothers' milk!
But at that time, Xing Pengjing already knew what human flesh tasted like. He already understood the principle that if he wanted to live, he couldn't let others kill him.
If he wanted to live, he had to kill the people who wanted to kill him in advance.
He was only a three-year-old child. In the eyes of many people, a three-year-old child wouldn't be guarded against.
So Xing Pengjing relied on his age to make people feel relaxed and took care of many people who wanted to hurt him.
Just like that, he walked little by little to Yanjing.
Just like that, he survived.
But so what if he reached Yanjing? He still didn't have any hope of survival.
Although there wasn't the desolation of a remote village here, there was still no place for him.
Other than being a beggar, what else could he do?
Xing Pengjing thought that it would be better to just die. And at that time, he was picked up by the previous Blood Wolf Regiment's Tu Cheng.
There was no reason, it was just that he pitied him. Moreover, he could see the killing intent in the eyes of this three-year-old child, which made the Blood Wolf Regiment feel very interesting.
Just like that, Xing Pengjing had a new life.
He understood what life was. The Blood Wolf Regiment didn't lack money. They were rich enough to take gold bricks and build houses.
No matter what Xing Pengjing wanted, he could get it. There was nothing he couldn't think of, only things he hadn't seen before.
Now, he couldn't remember the feeling of eating jerky for the first time. At that time, it was a luxury for him to be able to eat a mouthful of clean tree bark. He couldn't bear to pick up half a rotten steamed bun and kick it in his heart for a few days …
It was this kind of situation that made Xing Pengjing who he was today.
Xing Pengjing was personally nurtured by the previous Tu Cheng. His strength became stronger and stronger. His bone structure was suitable for martial cultivation, and his character was more suitable to be a member of the Blood Wolf Regiment.
Just like that, when Tu Cheng passed away, the new Tu Cheng also had a whole new level of respect for him. From the beginning, he had the idea of nurturing him.
That was how Xing Pengjing got to where he was today, step by step.
To put it in a vulgar way, Xing Pengjing was really a beggar who picked up gold.
So when Xing Pengjing became the new Tu Cheng, he fell into a state of extravagance that couldn't be helped.
If it wasn't for his extreme extravagance, the Blood Wolf Regiment wouldn't have been defeated so early.
But he was the Tu Cheng. No one dared to do anything to him, and no one dared to say anything to him.
The Blood Wolf Regiment was getting worse day by day, but Xing Pengjing was getting more and more extravagant day by day!
From begging in the streets when he was three years old, to spending money everywhere in Yan Jing City.
Xing Pengjing's understanding of Yan Jing City was seen little by little with his eyes. So he really understood Yan Jing City too well, even better than he understood himself.
This was the reason why Wan Kuangxiao and the others couldn't find Xing Pengjing so easily. None of them knew Yan Jing City better than Xing Pengjing.
Regarding Xing Pengjing's past and experience, Wan Kuangxiao and Mu Baichen didn't know much about it. So they couldn't judge how much Xing Pengjing knew about Yan Jing City.
But the reality was that Xing Pengjing's understanding of Yan Jing City was definitely beyond Wan Kuangxiao and Mu Baichen's imagination.
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