Freed lay on his soft bed, next to a blonde woman who was sleeping soundly.

Bang!

Fried lit a cigarette, leaned against the head of the bed, and let out a long breath.

The phone rang at this time.

Fried looked at the name above and frowned involuntarily.

"Commander, what are your instructions?"

After adjusting his breathing speed slightly, Fried answered the phone.

"The man named Ning Fan is in Yefengkou."

Ernst's voice was low and clearly filled with anger: "Find him!"

"Ning Fan?"

Fried was a little surprised: "The guy who knocked Yanchikov down?"

"Um."

Ernst said firmly, "I want to meet this person within two days!"

"Is the information accurate?"

Fried was still a little skeptical. "How could he possibly come crashing in here if he knew we were dying to chop him into pieces?"

"General Luo told me."

Ernst was a little impatient: "He said that Luo Xi saw it with his own eyes!"

"Luo Minghai..."

Fried laughed disdainfully: "Can you believe the words of a traitor?"

"If you don't want to do it, I can find someone else."

Ernst said dissatisfiedly: "I won't disturb you from continuing to play with women on your soft bed!"

Bang!

The phone was hung up!

Freed looked at the phone with a gloomy expression.

My originally good mood was ruined by a phone call.

Freed threw back the covers, stood up, and headed towards the bathroom.

All I could see was his bare upper body, covered in scars.

Once upon a time, Fried also walked out of the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire.

He has reached his current position step by step.

He is ambitious.

He didn't think that the position of General Yefengkou was his limit.

He wanted to go to higher ground.

However, this idea has become increasingly weaker since a few years ago.

He understood that with his status and background, he had reached the end of his rope.

If Ernst made great contributions in Yefengkou and was transferred back to Region G, his successor would definitely be Grasag.

By then, Grasag will be the commander and Fried will still be the general.

Then, a general of equal status will be parachuted in from Region G.

After Glasag leaves, that person will take over...

Everything goes on and on.

The only thing that remains unchanged is yourself.

Always a general.

Witness the colleagues around you gradually become generals under your superiors.

If a person can see his future, he will feel that everything he does now is meaningless.

The future will not change.

What does it matter if you do more or less?

So, Fried changed his approach.

I will always be a general, no matter how well I do, I will always be a general.

No matter how badly you do, you are still a general.

Fried began to indulge.

Recently, Ernst always reminds him to remember his responsibilities.

Fried did exactly what he was supposed to do...

Targeting Luo Minghai!

Whenever they met, Fred would be sarcastic and constantly provoke Luo Minghai, making him embarrassed.

Isn't this what I, Fried, should do?

As for the rest…

Is it my turn?

Fried took a shower and when he came out, he found that the woman was awake.

"Huh? You recovered so quickly?"

Freed smirked and was about to pounce.

But the woman said coquettishly: "It's all because of this phone call that woke me up..."

"Telephone?"

Freed subconsciously glanced at his phone.

There's a missed call.

Not Ernst.

"Let me see who woke my baby."

Fried called back.

"Who is it?"

After the call was connected, Fried asked dissatisfiedly as he climbed onto the bed, ready to rekindle his previous relationship.

"Hello, Mr. Fried."

On the other end of the phone, there was a calm voice: "My name is Qi Huan."

Hearing the name, Freed stopped moving instantly.

Qi Huan...

Qi Huan! ?

The person in charge of the competition for [Road of Grace] in Region E!

he……

Why contact me?

At this time, the woman had also grown sensible and opened her arms.

But Fried simply stood up, put on some clothes, and walked out of the room.

After arriving in a quiet room, Freed pondered for a while before speaking in a cold voice: "What do you want from me?"

"Talk about business."

Qi Huan whispered, "Big business."

"hehe."

Fried snorted coldly: "What business can I have with the people in District E?"

"Mr. Fried, since you can still continue to talk to me after knowing my identity, it means that you know what business I want to discuss!"

Qi Huan chuckled and said, "Why don't you all put aside your pride and talk about your needs?"

Fried fell silent.

But he didn't hang up the phone.

"If the [Road of Grace] is defended by your District G, this contribution will be no small achievement."

Qi Huan ignored Fried's attitude and continued, "And this credit belongs entirely to Grasag! It has nothing to do with you, General Fried!"

Freed's hand gripping the phone tightened more and more.

"Besides, Ernst has made many contributions in Wild Wind Pass over the years. If he can save the [Road of Grace] this time, I believe that District G will reward him soon!"

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