"It's impossible to go back, now the northern Xinjiang is strong enough, no longer need me." Luo Jing can't help feeling melancholy.

"Commander in chief, don't say that, brothers miss you very much." Zhao Wu saw Luo Jing say that, naturally, he knew that it was impossible to persuade Luo Jing to go back.

So fighting the family tactics, but also hope to live up to expectations, so that Zhao Wu can go to northern Xinjiang to see his brothers.

He looked at the man who was known as the Lord of the northern border, and recalled all the things he had experienced in the past six years. It is a legend that he is still in the northern border.

"When I have time, I will go back to see you, but not now." what Luo Jing thought of in her heart was what she was facing.

Nowadays, his relationship with Wei Ziqian is getting hotter and hotter, and the Wei family, who has always been bullying others, is bankrupt.

Think of his mother's previous experience, the heart indignant.

When Wei Ziqian finished the Xiangshan tourism project, he took her to his wife's house in Kyoto and went home to find out the truth.

"OK, commander-in-chief, brothers are waiting for you, you must come," Zhao Wu replied to Luo Jing.

In the twinkling of an eye, the afternoon passed like this.

On the other side of the martial arts school, a coach I met last time was taking the students to do training.

They clearly remember what he Feng looked like when he introduced Luo Jing to them.

But they just looked at them from a distance for a long time, because they didn't dare to go forward.

Although it is the boss's friend, not to kick, but in the end, from the strength point of view, he is not the opponent of the two.

So he gave up and had to watch Luo Jing compete with Zhao Wu on the other side of the martial arts school.

"Commander in chief, it's late. Let's go back." Zhao Wu noticed that a group of people were staring at them on the other side of the martial arts school, so he motioned to Luo Jing.

"Don't worry, I'm the big boss of this martial arts school." Luo Jing had already felt that someone was watching them, so he joked.

"What, you are the boss, so why are these people so far away from you?" Zhao asked.

"They don't know, because the owner of this martial arts school is He Feng, the God of war in East Africa," Luo Jing replied.

At this time, Luo Jing thought of He Feng in his mind, and he Feng disappeared for such a long time without any news. This person is too unreliable.

But having said that, in fact, I still hope he Feng everything goes well. I really don't know what he Feng is going through.

"East African God of war! I know this man. Are you good or is he good? " Zhao Wu asked Luo Jingdao.

"Comparable, I am a gifted player, others are diligent player." Luo Jing said this sentence with great confidence at this time, after all, he Feng is not around.

At this time, he Feng far away in the sky sneezed in his sleep.

"What about the man of the God of war?" Zhao Wu was still puzzled, and hoped that he could see the God of war as soon as possible.

"I left. I said my brother had something to do with him and went outside.

"When can I come back?" Zhao Wu asked Luo Jingdao.

"The return date has not been decided. This boy owes me an agreement and leaves before it is finished. It really nearly killed me." Luo Jing continues to respond to Zhao Wu's question.

From a few years ago to now, watching Zhao Wu grow up a little bit, just like his brother, now he has a feeling of family.

At this time, I feel helpless to grow up with Luo Wu.

Of course, Wei Ziqian also accompanied Luo Jing step by step.

"What agreement?" Zhao Wu didn't know that his commander-in-chief was a fire-fighting hero at this time, so he quickly asked.

"I asked him to pretend to be a fire-fighting hero, but in fact, I was the one who really put out the fire, but I can't show up in public. Just at the press conference, he left, and he hasn't come back yet." Luo Jing also gave a rough account of the story.

"Well, what's the danger?" Zhao Wu was like a child at this time. He kept wondering what happened to his boss in Anjiang during this period of time.

Luo Jing looked at the man in front of him, just like his brother, with different feelings in his heart.

Looking back on his various experiences in Anjiang City, in fact, except Wei Ziqian's misunderstanding of himself, other people are nothing.

Thinking of the bullying of Ziqian by Wei's family, he is gnashing his teeth.

"Some of the things that happened to me before are deeply imprinted in their minds. Even if I make any changes now, I can't change what they think of me for a while and a half," Luo Jing said.

"Even now, they are respectful to me because some of their power is attached to me, which has nothing to do with me.".

Luo Jing naturally knew that his little brother would not understand this, but he was in a complicated mood at this time, so he was more comfortable.

So I told Zhao Wu something about myself in Anjiang city.

Zhao Wu has been living in the holy land of Northern Xinjiang. He is very curious about everything outside, including these worldly sophistication, which is a dangerous world he never thought of."The commander-in-chief really didn't expect that you came here like this all this time," Zhao Wu continued.

"It doesn't matter, these are for Ziqian, Ziqian is worth it," Luo Jing said.

"Let's go back. It's almost evening. I'll pick up Ziqian and go home for dinner." Luo Jing gets up and says to Zhao Wu.

"What about me?" Zhao Wu asked.

"You'll be on standby. The first time you meet, you can't meet the second time as soon as possible. You can't strike while the iron is hot," Luo Jing joked.

So Zhao Wu had to accept his fate and went back to his hotel to see his commander pick up his wife.

"Zhao Wu, take a taxi and go back to where you live. I'll just drive myself." Luo Jing didn't know when he had found the car key from Zhao Wu.

At this time, Zhao Wu said helplessly: "really, I don't want to have dinner with you!"

"I know what you are muttering about. The day after tomorrow, let's have dinner together," Luo Jing shouts.

"OK, OK, then you go quickly, don't let your sister-in-law wait." of course, Zhao Wu knew Luo Jing's mind, so he kept teasing Luo Jing.

"Don't be proud of yourself, young man. The good days are behind you," Luo Jing cried as he walked.

At this time, there were very few people in the martial arts school, so Zhao Wu didn't feel very interesting, so he got up and cleaned up a little, and was ready to leave.

At this time, the martial arts coach who was watching from a distance dared to talk to Zhao Wu when he saw that Luo Jing had gone.

"Little brother, who are you? Why are you so powerful?" the man asked carefully.

"We are ordinary martial arts fans." Zhao Wu can't expose his identity outside, so he quickly said

"ordinary martial arts fans are so powerful!" The coach whispered.

At this time, Zhao Wu was afraid that his lies would be exposed, so he quickly got up to leave and walked out of the martial arts school.