Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 863 I am your grandson’s heartfelt good friend

"General!"

On the chessboard, Qin Feng's general was forced into a corner.

On the other side of the chessboard, the old man’s “Shuai” was pressed in the middle.

Because of the characteristic of the general not being able to see the general, the old man's hindsight directly killed Qin Feng completely.

It was obvious that Qin Feng was the one who broke the deadlock, but he was killed by the old man with this unfinished game.

"The old man is still more skilled, and I admire him."

"Hahaha, after losing so much, I finally got a win."

The old man stood up, cleaned up the chessboard, put all the chess pieces away, and said to Qin Feng.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Come on, if you don't mind, come to my house and have a simple meal."

"it is good."

Qin Feng didn't refuse, he stood up and followed the old man.

Even though Zhuang Ping was dumb at this moment, he could still sense the abnormality of the old man's identity.

He had served in the Thunder Leopard Special Forces and had a strong awareness of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.

Combined with the fact that the hotel we arranged for the two people was located near the park.

Judging from the chess records in Qin Feng's house, it is not difficult to guess that the old man is the person they have been looking for.

But what surprised Zhuang Ping the most was that Qin Feng seemed to understand the intention from the moment he entered the room, so he had been studying chess records in the room for the past two days, but in the end he was unable to defeat the opponent.

Zhuang Ping began to wonder what the old man’s true identity was.

What kind of grudge is there between him and Qin Feng?

Why choose to test it in this way?

Zhuang Ping had too many questions in his mind that he wanted to understand.

But when he arrived at a nearby old residential area, he was stopped at the entrance of an alley.

"What?"

"You can't come in."

Zhuang Ping was very unhappy. Just as he was about to get angry, Qin Feng turned around, waved at him, and told him to wait outside.

Zhuang Ping had no choice but to bite the bullet, glare at the person who stopped him, and choose to stay here and wait.

He knew Qin Feng's skills well, so he was not worried that he would be in danger.

But this feeling of being unable to follow his leader even though he was supposed to be doing something made him very unhappy.

Qin Feng followed the old man and continued walking inside. This residential area was old, and the architectural style looked very much like the early employee housing of a unit.

Most of the people living there are old men and women, but they look obviously not in the usual condition.

Qin Feng was basically certain that this place was a military family compound, and a very old one at that.

Most of the old men and women living here are former soldiers who are now retired and living here to enjoy their retirement.

Along the way, old people would come to greet us from time to time, asking questions like "Have you eaten yet?", "Why haven't you eaten yet?", "Have you gone out to play chess?", etc.

The old man was also cheerful, just like an ordinary retired man, responding enthusiastically to his neighbors.

Soon, the old man came to a small courtyard and said, "This is it. Don't be disgusted."

"how come."

Qin Feng followed him into the yard.

There are many flowers and plants in the yard.

There is also a rack next to it where loofah and gourds are planted.

It can be seen that the old man is a person with a leisurely and elegant lifestyle. Although the yard is not big, it is kept in good order.

Because there is a frame on the top, the vines and leaves become a natural parasol, and you will immediately feel cool and refreshed when you walk into it.

"You've lost all your energy playing chess. Why don't you just not come back for dinner?"

Qin Feng followed him into the living room. In the kitchen was an old lady with gray hair and an apron.

She walked into the restaurant with a big bowl of loofah and pork ribs soup in her hand, but her brows subconsciously frowned when she saw Qin Feng.

"Who is this?"

"Hello, grandma. My name is Qin Feng, and I'm your grandson's good friend."

"..."

Anger flashed in the old lady's eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Qin Feng to be so shameless.

He knew that Li Qianjun had one hand chopped off and his eyes gouged out.

Such a good friend appeared in front of him so openly. This person has a really good heart!

The old man didn't say much. He asked Qin Feng to sit down, and then asked the old lady to go to the kitchen to bring out the remaining dishes.

The cuisine in the mountain city is heavy in oil, salt and spicy food. Except for the loofah and pork ribs soup, the other three stir-fries contain a lot of chili peppers.

Not only that, there is also a jar of pickled peppers on the table, which is specially used for mixing with rice.

Qin Feng was really hungry at this moment. He took the bowl and chopsticks and ate several bowls in a row. The spicy food made his forehead sweat, but he just couldn't stop.

Spiciness should be described as pain to be precise, but this burning sensation can bring continuous pleasure to people.

"Young man, does the food taste good?" the old man asked with a smile.

"This cooking skill is amazing." Qin Feng praised while scooping the soup.

Looking at this happy scene, if you don’t know, you would think they are a family.

After dinner, the old lady cleared the table and the old man took out the chessboard again.

It was still the same situation, and he was ready to give Qin Feng another chance.

Qin Feng accepted everyone who came, after all, he had been studying the chess book for two days.

"Do you think you can beat me in this game?"

"No."

Qin Feng shook his head and still pushed the pawn over.

Just like the previous start, it was the pawn who crossed the "Chu River and Han River" first.

The old man also moved his soldiers to push forward and asked, "Since you know you can't win, why are you still so persistent?"

Qin Feng: "The process is more important than the result."

"Do you consider yourself a pawn or a rook?"

"Pawn."

"So, your analysis of the chess game is pretty thorough?"

"Ah."

Qin Feng responded, but pushed the pawn forward again.

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the pawn crossing the river: "Are you not going to give in at all? Do you have to keep attacking?"

Qin Feng: "Yes."

Qin Feng's answer stopped the old man's hand that was about to move the chess piece.

His face turned gloomy: "Must we kill them all?"

Qin Feng looked up at him and said, "I am a soldier. I obey orders and do what I have to do. The rest is not explained in my book."

At this time, the old lady came out of the kitchen and handed the old man a cup of tea: "Do you know that no one who got involved in these things in the past dynasties could have a good ending?"

Qin Feng looked at her: "It was indeed like that in the old society, but now it is a new era. Before that person appeared, there had never been the concept of a people's army. The soldiers of the Yan State in the new era have a clear conscience, so naturally I have a clear conscience too."

"But Li Qianjun is always calculating, so he can't do what I did. He can't come back and can only hide abroad."

With a bang, the teacup smashed heavily to the ground.

Four or five guards rushed in from outside.

Qin Feng's expression didn't change much. Instead, he calmly said to the old man, "Old senior, it's your turn to make the next move."

The old man suppressed his anger and asked the guards to retreat. He no longer had the heart to continue playing chess because he already knew what the situation would be like next.

"You go."

"Thank you for the meal, senior." Qin Feng stood up: "But there is something I still want to say."

"speak."

"Now that I'm retired, I should enjoy my retirement life. It's nice to play chess when I have nothing to do."

After leaving this sentence, Qin Feng left.

The two old men in the room looked very unhappy.

But after a while, it turned into a feeling of helplessness and sigh.

Looking at the old black-and-white photo on the cabinet next to him and the faces in the photo, the old man suddenly seemed to have aged a lot.

After a long while, he spoke again: "Call Xiaojun and ask him to come back. Maybe the higher-ups will consider our old friendship and give him a lighter sentence."

"You're crazy, what if..."

"Alright, stop talking. It's too late to blame anyone. If he comes back, he still has a chance of survival. If he stays out there, he'll die sooner or later."

The old man sighed: "The first blow has already been struck. From now on, everyone will be punished one by one. No one can escape."

The old lady nodded and asked, "Would you like to call ahead and let me know where the boy is going?"

The old man shook his head: "We are all in a difficult situation, so why should we care about others at this time? Let them be. I don't want to be involved in these troubles anymore, and I don't have the ability to do so."