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Chapter 308

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"Name, nationality, and where did you come from? Why did you peep at our training? " Baldy tied up Yang Huan's hands. He didn't take her to the small dark room but interrogated her in public.

Of course, Baldy had been guarding against Yang Huan's feet. She was not someone to be trifled with!

Yang Huan didn't want to fight again. She was just being impulsive. She didn't want to challenge the military's authority.

However, she was still calm. When she heard Baldy say that she was peeping, she was a little annoyed. She rolled her eyes and said, "Who peeped at your training? This is a hand-to-hand fight without any skills. I learned it when I was three years old! What's there to peep at? "

Hearing that, the two soldiers who were wrestling just now scratched their heads awkwardly.

Their brothers also tried to hold back their laughter. They were despised by a little girl. They had to make fun of them when they got back.

Baldy was not as eloquent as Yang Huan. He was choked by Yang Huan and could not say anything for a long time. After a while, he stammered, "Don't — don't quibble. If you don't tell me your name, nationality, and why you're here, I'll send you to the Picket Office!"

Yang Huan was sensible enough to stop arguing with Baldy. She sighed and said, "My name is Yang Huan, born and raised in China. I came to the military because I wanted to visit the filming site. As for why I came here, I really got lost. Otherwise, I wouldn't have wanted to see you wrestling, right? "

The news of the "Soldiers' Assault" filming with the Jiangnan Military District had long spread, so it was reasonable to say that.

Baldy and his comrades looked at each other and were in a dilemma. "What should we do?"

Sending her to the picket office was the right choice, but they felt that they would make a big deal out of it. Besides, no one had noticed that a civilian had sneaked into Viper's territory. If this spread out, they wouldn't have the face to stay in the Jiangnan Military Region anymore.

Of course, they were in the wrong. They were stationed in the military region, and there was a layer of defense outside. They were used to living a comfortable life, and their management was careless. They had to reflect on it seriously. However, this kind of problem should be solved internally. It would be embarrassing if this spread out!

"Why don't we send him to the Picket Office?" Baldy felt that someone was spying on them. It was not a small problem. It would not be good to hide it.

However, not everyone was as incorruptible as Baldy. Some of them felt sorry for Yang Huan because of her beauty. Baldy suggested, "Why don't we ask her to call her family? We can contact her relatives … We can also ask the security office to check the situation. If she really got lost because she came to watch the shooting, it's understandable. Let's talk to her family and ask them to do some ideological work. If there really is a problem, it doesn't matter if you send him to the Picket Office. "

"That's a good idea!" The others nodded in agreement.

"Should we tell Old Li about it?" someone asked again.

"Isn't Dabao here? I'll report to Old Li later! "

While they were discussing, Yang Huan gradually felt that he should be in a panic. What if he was really caught by these soldiers and not released?

Being surrounded by so many strong men, as a weak woman, would she encounter something terrifying?

In her panic, the first person that came to Yang Huan's mind was Yang Yi.

"Tell them your parents' phone number and ask them to come here," Baldy, Guo Dabao, agreed with his comrades and said to Yang Huan.

"My parents are not in Jiang City. Can I tell them my brother's phone number?" Yang Huan said a string of numbers. It was Yang Yi's phone number. She tried to calm herself down. "Call him. He will definitely come to pick me up."

"What's your brother's name?" Guo Dabao patted his pocket and did not find a pen. Fortunately, his teammate gave him one. He lowered his head and wrote it down while asking casually.

"Yang Yi, Muyi, Yang, Che, write a lost character next to the character Yi …" Yang Huan took the initiative to tell him the details this time.

"Yang … Yi …" Guo Dabao scribbled on his palm. The more he wrote and read, the more familiar he felt it was.

Guo Dabao opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Yang Yi?"

"Yes, Yang Yi." Yang Huan was not frightened by Guo Dabao. She was just confused. "Why are you so fierce all of a sudden?"

"Where does your brother live? Is it Jiang Chuan? "Guo Dabao was not sure. He grabbed Yang Huan's shoulder excitedly and asked.

"Ouch! You hurt me!" Yang Huan raised her knee angrily. This time, she was just pretending to scare Guo Dabao away. She said unhappily, "So what? My brother used to be a soldier. I'm not afraid of you! "

Guo Dabao looked at Yang Huan awkwardly and did not dare to step forward.

It seemed that it was almost certain that the flood had rushed to the Dragon King's temple …



At noon, Yang Guo came to pick up Yang Luoqi. The little girl was reluctant to go back. She held back her tears and said pitifully, "I don't want to go back. I want to listen to Uncle Yang Yi's story with Xi Xi!"

"Uncle Yang Guo, can you let Qiqi play in our house? She likes it here a lot." Xi Xi was anxious to see her little friend crying. She took the initiative to plead for Yang Luoqi.

Yang Guo and Yang Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry. Although Yang Yi liked Yang Luoqi a little, she was someone else's child after all. He rubbed Xi Xi's little head and said with a smile, "It's getting late. Qiqi needs to go home. Uncle Yang Yi is not very free either. He is going to pick Qiqi up on the way home."

"But, but Xin Er is also going back at night!" Xi Xi pouted and said unhappily, "I want to have lunch with Qiqi!"

"Yang Guo, why don't you and Qiqi stay here for lunch? Let's leave after lunch. Maybe their mood will be better, and we can slowly work on the children's thoughts. "Yang Yi pulled Yang Guo over to discuss.

Yang Guo was a little hesitant, but when he saw his daughter's tear-stained face, his heart softened and he nodded.

During lunch, Yang Yi excitedly took out his SLR camera. He did not have time to copy the video to the computer. He took out the small screen of the SLR camera and showed the two girls' dance to Yang Guo.

"Qiqi, you have never taken the initiative to dance for your father!" Yang Guo complained to his daughter as he watched and expressed his deep jealousy.

Yang Luoqi and Xi Xi held hands and snuggled up to each other as they giggled.

But soon, Yang Guo had to leave with Yang Luoqi. This was because Yang Yi received a call from Guo Ziyi. The little fatty's voice was very sad and he was blaming himself. "Brother Yang, I lost Sister Huan …"

Yang Yi was still a little confused when he heard this. He asked nervously and understood the situation.

In fact, when Chen Fengchen found out about Yang Huan's identity, he had already informed the military to help find her. However, Guo Ziyi felt bad and worried that something might happen. He had to inform Yang Yi in time.

Yang Yi was not very worried when Yang Huan went missing in the Jiangnan Military Region. Although he was worried about Yang Huan's whereabouts, he still calmly asked Ding Xiang to take care of Xi Xi while he drove steadily to the Jiangnan Military Region to look for his sister.

The Jiangnan Military Region was half a home ground. Nothing should happen!

There were many people he could find. Not to mention the people from the Viper Unit, Old Master Qiu Weiguo, Old Master Zeng Lingjuan, and even General Lu Pengju, who was on active duty, could help him turn the Jiangnan Military Region upside down. He didn't believe that he couldn't find Yang Huan.

However, on the way, he received a call.

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