Gao Dan glanced sideways at a curious political commissar and asked coldly, "Why are you asking this? What does it have to do with you?"

Wen Mu chuckled slyly. So this elite regiment really was a bunch of hooligans, not a single one of them was normal. After all, their leader was a madman known throughout the entire military region.

No, no, "madman" is just what people call him in private; on the surface, everyone calls him a monster.

"Everyone's been quite curious about the commander's sex scandal, haven't they?"

Political Commissar Wen, you're dead meat.

If you were just watching the drama unfold in private, no one would do anything to you. But you brought it up in front of your boss, which is practically asking for trouble. Don't you know that what your boss least wants to hear is the names of that whole family?

Your curiosity is so strong, it's driving you crazy.

"Here are two words for you, do you want them?"

The clueless young political commissar naturally couldn't understand the cunning old driver's tricks: "Me? What? Can I have something else? These words aren't edible or drinkable."

Commander Gao's narrow eyes narrowed, and he glanced at someone. His thick, thin lips moved slightly, and he uttered two words softly:

"Get out!"

Holy crap!

Political Commissar Wen was stunned, looking at his superior in disbelief: "Commander, how could you treat him like this?"

Who isn't a baby at heart? Why hurt others like this?

Gao Dan didn't want to waste any more words with this idiot, so he lowered his head and started looking at all the assessment records.

Seeing this, Wen Mu silently withdrew, feeling utterly wronged... You know, back then, the two of them were such good friends, brothers who shared a bunk bed!

............

At this time, Kyoto was also filled with turmoil and everyone felt insecure.

In just a few days, almost every member of an upper-class family was captured by a secret team, and even their families could not see them no matter how much effort and money they spent.

Everyone started to feel insecure.

After having a meal and drinks, Zhao Shuai planned to return to that remote mountain village. In four hours, he would be starting his mission again, so he could rest for a while back home.

I had only just reached the street corner when I saw my older brother standing there.

There was no other way but to greet him face-to-face: "Brother, when did you get transferred back from B City?" He smiled in a very nonchalant manner.

Zhao Gao glanced at his younger brother and said, "Do you act this shamelessly in front of your commander as well?"

Oh, of course not, the commander isn't here.

"Hey bro, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. My comrades are waiting for me." Zhao Shuai wanted to slip away, but how could he possibly escape in front of his older brother?

"Don't rush off, take ten minutes to talk."

Zhao Shuai had no choice but to agree, knowing that his brother would keep pestering him if he didn't: "Ah, then your ten minutes is ten minutes, I have things to do."

“I know, no need to repeat myself.” Zhao Gao rolled his eyes at his younger brother.

The two brothers found a quiet teahouse nearby, ordered two cups of tea, and sat facing each other.

Zhao Shuai felt a little uneasy, probably already guessing why his older brother had appeared. After taking a big gulp of tea, he asked, "Brother, what do you want from me?"

Zhao Gao smiled and said, "Still so impatient. You were the one leading the affairs in the capital these past few days, weren't you?" Although it was a question, his tone was clearly affirmative.

Zhao Shuai breathed a sigh of relief, as expected: "Brother, it doesn't matter whether I did it or not. There's no room for negotiation on this matter. Don't be fooled by my leading role; I was just following orders from above. Go back and try to persuade Grandpa and the others."