The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

I don't know what the man said, which caused Xia Jinyuan to raise his eyebrows: "It's a lot of nonsense, then goodbye."

"Don't, don't, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid of you! I'm just talking too much! You send it to me, and I'll check it immediately!" The person on the other end of the phone became anxious when he heard it. Just kidding, who would dare to refuse Mr. Xia?

This is a ruthless character, he looks gentle, but he can become ruthless..., back then, he single-handedly kicked a nest of hooligans, and later on, people have to thank him for kicking well!

Xia Jinyuan chuckled lightly, looked outside slightly with handsome eyes, and said lightly, "Thank you brother, it's not convenient for me to come out now, thank you after I return to Beijing."

"Come on, with Mr. Xia's words, let us go through fire and water!" The whole process was just a matter of talking, and the man on the phone agreed very readily, with a familiar tone, and he knew that he had a good relationship with Xia Jinyuan.

With Mr. Xia's ability, it was really easy to find out where Ye Jian and the others were. Even though the internet was underdeveloped in 1996 and there was no real-name system for ticket purchases, it only took half a day to find out.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the snow in Anyang City became heavier and heavier, and the winter snow was so thick that pedestrians could not see the road conditions clearly.

Xia Jinyuan, who already had the news, knew that it was snowing heavily in the southern province at this time, but the place where his little fox was was scorching hot.

No matter how far three generations have traveled, the training arranged by world-class snipers is indeed...hell-style training...

He walked out of the plateau and went to the desert again, and the little fox's perseverance also made him admire.

It is unrealistic to go to the desert with only one week's vacation. Xia Jinyuan returned to Beijing for two days' vacation. He invited friends who had helped him out for a meal, and on the fifth day of vacation, he returned to the Snowy Brigade.

"Damn it! You came back early! I should have given me the extra vacation!" Han Zheng said heartbroken when he saw him unscrewing his luggage and appearing in the base: "I feel like I haven't had enough rest yet. I have to come back to report, hey, how can you come back early?"

Seeing that Xia Jinyuan didn't have much expression on his face, Han Zheng took a closer look and frowned. "It's not right, you didn't go to your little fox? Damn, did the little fox ignore you? You broke up? Hahaha, really broke up?"

It only takes a few seconds to go from being puzzled to gloating.

"When did I fall in love with an underage girl? I didn't pursue him, so where did we break up?" Xia Jinyuan, who had been ignoring him all this time, finally gave him a light glance, and said with a sneer, "Do you think I'm you? Go back to Beijing, Three girlfriends want to break up with you. Young Master Han, your crap has spread throughout the capital."

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"Damn! Who the hell (mother) is talking nonsense, ruining my fame for the rest of my life! What do you mean breaking up with me? It's obvious that I don't want them, okay?" Han Zheng's face was a little pale, especially when he heard Xia Jinyuan's "hehe" laughter , his self-esteem was greatly "shocked", his whole body was like an electric shock, he jumped up and explained, "Damn, it's always been my fault! When did you see me being dumped by a woman?"

For Han Zheng's explanation, Xia Jinyuan laughed lightly, so he wouldn't bother with such crap.

Before returning to the dormitory, J5 in a training suit walked towards him, "It's just the right time to come back. There is an important meeting at 7 o'clock in the evening. There are people from above, big shot! The task is A-level heart."

The A-level of Hearts represents missions within the country.

"Okay." Xia Jinyuan checked the time, and it was forty-six minutes before seven o'clock in the evening, just enough time to check the map.