Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

At least, except for the legendary Yan Shuangying, who is dressed in a straight leather jacket, has eyes as sharp as arrows, and is not afraid of the enemy's treasures and the mysterious conceptual weapons. He has the saying "If the enemy does not use missiles, we will not use Yan Shuangying."

Li Weijun has always maintained a cautious and realistic attitude towards hot weapons. He never easily believes in the seemingly absurd idea that he can fight against the fast-moving bullets with just his mortal body.

In his opinion, the speed and power of bullets are not something that can be easily resisted by human power. It is a terrible force from modern technology, which needs to be dealt with with wisdom and strategy, rather than blindly relying on courage.

He knows very well that in this world full of dangers and unknowns, every move he makes may determine his own survival, so he must always keep a clear head and keen observation skills in order to find a chance to survive in a crisis-ridden environment.

After all, when the 7.62mm caliber bullet whizzed towards him and was about to rob his scalp, the mark it left behind was truly a scar as big as a bowl!

Even if he ran as fast as the wind under his feet, he could not surpass the terrifying speed of the bullet that cut through the air.

Compared to the broadsword, the bullet was like a cold-blooded killer, rushing past at lightning speed, as if to tear everything into pieces, and the head it aimed at seemed to fall into endless fear and despair in an instant...

So after repeated and in-depth thinking and weighing, and careful consideration like "a cunning rabbit has three burrows", Li Weijun experienced many struggles and choices in his heart, and finally he had no choice but to lower his head and slowly signaled Song Tianyang beside him to gently turn the phone in his hand to the direction of the embassy.

It is difficult and precarious at the moment. Li Weijun knows that every move he makes at this moment may affect a series of unpredictable changes in the situation. He is filled with anxiety and restlessness.

But it is fortunate that the Russian side did not take such extreme actions as cutting off the telephone line between the apartment and the embassy, ​​as if leaving a faint glimmer of hope in this chaotic and crisis-ridden situation.

Although it is a blessing in disguise, it is enough to make people feel emotional and grateful. Behind this seemingly accidental scene, there seems to be some inevitable connection quietly intertwined, which makes people full of endless reverie and expectations for the next development.

After the phone was connected, the "beep" sound seemed to carry a magical power, echoing in the silent space.

Song Tianyang narrowed his weathered eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible cunning gleam flashed in them.

He took a deep puff of the dry tobacco in his hand. The smell of tobacco mixed with the breath of time slowly came out of his nose, swirling into small whirlpools.

Then, he fully demonstrated his temper and character as an old hand in the world, and his tone was both majestic and a little smooth.

He first coughed lightly, as if he wanted to cough out all the unhappiness just now, and then he slowly said: "Hey, we are all away from home, how can we ruin the relationship over such a small matter?" As he spoke, his accent with a strong rural accent was like a soft brush, gently brushing the other person's heartstrings.

He suddenly changed the subject and easily turned the conversation to things in his hometown, such as the mountains he climbed and the rivers he waded through when he was a child, as if the distance between them was shortened in an instant.

After a while, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared like a breeze. The two chatted back and forth, and soon they called each other brothers, and the intimacy was like that of long-lost brothers reuniting.

The people at the embassy were still dissatisfied with Li Weijun's arrogant and disregarding attitude, and they kept complaining.

The official spoke slowly in an official tone, "Old Song, I don't mean to remind you of anything, but as the saying goes, 'When people are crazy, there will be disasters, and when the sky is crazy, there will be rain.' After all, we have all gone through so many years and have accumulated a certain amount of experience and precipitation.

"In today's world, it's not a good thing for young people to be too aggressive. They might even cause disasters. Take Li Weijun for example. He is also an athlete who makes a living under you. As his superior, can't you just discipline him? You know, if a person behaves too arrogantly, he will pay the price sooner or later. We can't let this situation continue."

After hearing this, Song Tianyang's body suddenly stiffened, as if an invisible chill was crawling up his spine, and the coldness made him shiver slightly involuntarily.

He subconsciously raised his hand and slowly wiped the cold sweat that kept oozing out of his forehead. The sweat gathered into a drop at his fingertips like fine silk threads, and then dripped onto the ground, making a slight "tick-tick" sound.

He was fully aware that his situation at the moment was extremely delicate, and an indescribable tension and uneasiness surged in his heart.

After all, his relationship with Li Weijun has already gone beyond the scope of simple athletes. It involves many complex interests, emotions and potential crises.

Every subtle movement, every careless word, may trigger an unexpected chain reaction, making the whole situation even more confusing.

He couldn't help but wonder how to deal with this sudden situation.

Instead, the cash cow of this track and field team is Li Weijun. To make an appropriate analogy, Li Weijun is the leader among a group of sheep. If Song Tianyang finds fault with him, it will cause unpleasantness and make everyone embarrassed and uncomfortable.

So his eyes were a little evasive, as if he was afraid that the secret in his heart would be seen through, and he uttered those words slowly, deliberately using words to perfunctorily and evade.

"How could such a thing happen? We have always been very friendly to each other. It is normal for comrades to support and help each other. As the saying goes, a friend can get help from three people, and a fence needs three stakes to support it if it is to be stable.

"It's really not easy for everyone to be wandering in this foreign country. Now that we can see our brothers and comrades, we should be more tolerant and understanding. Don't always be on edge. It's best for everyone to make money in harmony."

"On edge? Humph, I didn't say that in the apartment just now. Do you understand? I suggest that you should pay more attention to the enemy in your strategy, but you, Li Weijun, are arrogant. If you don't teach this kind of comrade a lesson, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!"

Li Weijun was originally a little timid about calling to show weakness, so the alliance made the call himself: "In that case, I really appreciate your kindness. Let's wait and see."

"Oh, Li Weijun, how could you..."

Seeing that the situation that had finally been eased was destroyed by Li Weijun, Song Tianyang hurriedly stepped forward to avoid the microphone in Li Weijun's hand, and explained while grabbing it: "Comrade, things are not what you think..."

However, Li Weijun was much taller than him, and even though he tried hard to grab the microphone from Li Weijun, he failed. Li Weijun pushed him away and walked away.

He looked at Song Tianyang in a rather unhappy mood, and seeing that the situation at the embassy was not good, he hung up the phone immediately.

Seeing the situation turn out like this, Song Tianyang was so panicked. He really didn't want to have any conflicts with the people from the embassy, ​​but Li Weijun had always been a troublemaker.

He is also a person who refuses to admit defeat, so this matter can only be dropped in disappointment.

Seeing that he was bored, Li Weijun prepared to go back to the house to rest. Song Tianyang was smoking alone in the corridor. A follower who happened to come to the Bear Country with him asked in a depressed tone.

"What's going on? Did you hear a noise in the living room just now?"

Song Tianyang scratched his head in distress, and recounted the whole story with an exaggerated look on his face.

However, despite this, everyone knew that Li Weijun was still the one who made the decisions for the track and field team, so everyone could only watch what happened.

After returning to the house, Li Weijun found Jiang Xifeng who was reading a book and told her about the unpleasant incident with the embassy.

When Jiang Xifeng heard about this, she couldn't help but frown. She also felt that Li Weijun shouldn't make this matter too awkward. After all, the people on the embassy had a good relationship with the Russians, and Li Weijun had never had much friendship with the Russians. It would be fine if nothing went wrong, but if something really went wrong, he would have no place to cry.

However, when Jiang Xifeng asked the name of the embassy director with a puzzled look on her face, her originally tense mentality seemed to be gently pressed by an invisible hand, and immediately calmed down like a calm lake.

Her slender and fair jade hand moved slightly, gently stroking Zhang Yang's solid and warm chest beside her, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, and she said softly:

"Oh, it's him. I do know this person. He was once a capable old subordinate of my father. He has been working diligently and conscientiously in his respective positions for so many years.

"Speaking of which, we do have some past friendship. After all, we are both people who have struggled in this complicated world."

"I thought something serious had happened before, and I was very nervous. Now it seems that this is just a flood that has flooded the Dragon King Temple - family members don't recognize each other. This kind of small matter is not a big deal at all. I just need to make a phone call. With the little friendship between him and me, I can easily solve it and make everything return to normal."

"Can this difficult problem be solved so easily with just a phone call?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Li Weijun's deep eyes, and he stared at Jiang Xifeng, as if trying to find some clues from her expression.

He knew very well that the Jiang family's influence in the country should not be underestimated. The huge and intricate network of relationships had once daunted countless people.

But now that he was in this strange place in a foreign country, he found it hard to imagine that the Jiang family could have such a wide and effective network of contacts.

Can this seemingly ordinary phone call really overcome geographical and cultural barriers and instantly solve the seemingly unattainable problem? Li Weijun couldn't help but ponder in his heart, playing with the receiver in his hand, as if the small device carried the mysterious power to change everything. Jiang Xifeng looked at him calmly, revealing a hint of confidence in her eyes, as if she had already determined that this phone call would bring unexpected results.

It seems that his father-in-law Taishan really has many students all over the world. This has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that China has always been a society based on personal connections. As long as you have connections and connections, you can get ahead anywhere. The disadvantage is that because there are too many people involved, if you are not careful, you might even be implicated.

However, Li Weijun was not very afraid of such things. After all, special people deserve special treatment. Apart from anything else, Li Weijun had the Danshu Tiejuan on him. Although this thing was useless in detail, it was more or less useful in form.

Seeing that Li Weijun was a little unconvinced, Jiang Xifeng chuckled and said slowly, "What's the big deal? My father has many students and friends. When I was young, I often saw all kinds of people coming in and out of my house. But now that everything is peaceful and stable, I only see them during festivals. For example, this uncle may have held me in his arms when I was young. This kind of thing is not a big deal."

As he said this, he couldn't wait to pick up the receiver, and the phone rang.

Finally, there was a familiar connection sound from the other end of the phone. She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Hello, how are you? I'll call the embassy..." Before she finished speaking, as she expected, the embassy staff who had a ferocious and impatient look on his face suddenly replied after hearing that it was Jiang Xifeng calling.

The expression on his face was like the surface of a lake brushed by the spring breeze, instantly becoming much calmer and gentler. The tense expression gradually relaxed, as if the previous unpleasantness was just a misunderstanding.

Jiang Xifeng did not put on airs as a young lady. She calmly chatted with the people from the embassy about daily life, all sorts of trivial matters, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Jiang Xifeng took the opportunity to bring up the matter of Li Weijun.

"Oh, it's Li Weijun. It's a good thing for young people to be energetic. Young people should be full of vigor. If they are listless and have no temper, that's a bad thing. I think Li Weijun's daring and fighting character is really good."