One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifteen, This Is What I Owe Qingzhen

The fact that Luo Lan broke into the No. 114 barrier and killed Qinghuan on the spot was not widely circulated.

An official in the fortress not only issued a confidentiality order, but also controlled all insiders in Qinghuan's official residence, and asked everyone to sign the confidentiality regulations.

The official was actually very aware of the situation of the Qing family. Now that he saw Luo Lan killed Qinghuan without saying a word, he knew that the real purge was coming.

Therefore, Luo Lan must have other people to kill.

If the person Luo Lan wanted to kill ran away after hearing some troubles from the No. 114 barrier, it is estimated that the officials present at the No. 114 barrier would be unlucky.

However, the official actually saw this incident as an opportunity. In fact, Luo Lan may not really need any confidentiality measures, but if someone tells Luo Lan about his efforts in the future, even if he does not achieve prosperity, he may still be in a stable position. .

In the next three days, Luo Lan led the Qing's special battalion to run three barriers in a row, killing hundreds of people.

At this time, the news of Luo Lan's wanton liquidation of the rival factions within the Qing family could no longer be suppressed.

Some people think that this kind of extermination will definitely lead to counterattacks from opposing factions, right?

People are all afraid that the world will not be chaotic. As long as this matter has nothing to do with them, it doesn't matter if it goes to the sky, so many people are looking forward to a good show.

However, the development of the matter disappointed them, and no one fought back, because all those who could fight back have been killed by Luo Lan with thunder.

At this time, many talents finally realized that the reason why those opposing factions were able to live before was because Luo Lan allowed them to live.

The list of people who need to be cleaned seems to have been engraved in Luo Lan's heart long ago. During these three days, everyone rushed and killed people non-stop. This Fatty Luo even thought about the route.

Which fortress to go to first, which fortress to go to later, and how to arrange for intelligence personnel to follow them are all in the plan.

After three days, Luo Lan was not only not tired, but seemed to be more energetic.

Zhou Qi suddenly felt that this kind of person was born to kill and set fire.

You want him to live a peaceful life, but he has no energy.

Last stop, Wall 89.

Luo Lan stood in the bloody mansion, directing the soldiers of the special battalion to search every corner.

The owner of the house was still lying at Luo Lan's feet, panting.

Luo Lan's face was stern. This person privately connected with other Qing clan members who opposed Qing Zhen, and tried to control the Qing clan troops near the No. 89 barrier.

Win or lose, there is no sympathy to speak of.

The other party gasped violently, seeing that he was about to die, but he still refused to take his last breath.

At this time, the special battalion soldier said: "Sir, there are signs of trampling on the moss beside the well in the courtyard. There should be something hidden in the well."

As soon as these words came out, the seriously injured man at his feet suddenly turned hideous, but before he could do anything, Luo Lan shot him for the last time.

"Sir, there is a child hidden in the well," the battalion commander of the special battalion said to Luo Lan.

Luo Lan walked to the wellhead and looked down, seeing an eight or nine-year-old child pulling the well rope and hanging in the deep well water.

The child's eyes were clear but frightened. The other party heard all the gunshots and screams here, and his arms trembled because of pulling on the well rope for a long time.

"Sir, let me come," said the commander of the special battalion. It's better for them to be subordinates to kill children like this.

Luo Lan patted the battalion commander on the shoulder: "No need, retreat."

After killing the last person on the list, Luo Lan left the No. 89 barrier as if he had had a problem in his mind, leaving only the corpse and blood in the barrier.

In the past year, Luo Lan has rarely killed people, mainly because most of the time it is not his turn to do it.

Therefore, many people almost thought that Luo Lan was going to cultivate herself.

It's like all hooligans want to dress up as gentlemen when they are in power.

However, now everyone understands that Luo Lan is still the same Luo Lan and has never changed.

On the way back to Bulwark 111, the armored vehicles and the convoy under the escort of Yamato looked extraordinary.

The khaki armored vehicle drives on the road like a roaring beast.

On the off-road vehicle, Luo Lan sat in the back row and looked out of the window in a trance. He suddenly said to Zhou Qi next to him: "The southwest has changed. I remember when I went to the No. 88 barrier as a hostage before, there were consecutive lines on the road. There is no such way."

"One thing to say, Qing Zhen really has a good hand in governing this huge southwest," Zhou Qi said: "If it was someone else, I'm afraid the power would not be straightened out in such a short time."

"How else would I be able to become the head of the Qing clan," Luo Lan laughed.

Zhou Qi glanced at Luo Lan: "You should be the good guy, and you should be the bad guy. We've been killed in the past three days, and we're full of blood. I said to cut the grass and root, but you killed the old one instead of letting the young one go. Ten years later, when they grow up, can't they seek revenge on us every day?"

"What are you afraid of?" Luo Lan said with a smile: "I'm really happy that someone with seeds came to seek revenge on me."

Zhou Qi murmured in a low voice: "You can read it, but I don't understand. Although Qing Zhen is your younger brother, do you have to carry all the blame for him? Are you a shadow of the Qing family? Do you know? Qing's shadow will not end well."

"That's my brother," Luo Lan said seriously.

"Everyone can change!" Zhou Qi said: "After he has enjoyed power for decades, one day you are outraged. He needs to make a choice between power and you. What do you think he will choose? ? Power is a magical thing, it can make people give up everything."

Luo Lan looked out the window and said, "You know that when I was six years old, I fell ill and almost died, right? I remember I told you."

"Well," Zhou Qi responded, "Why do you say this?"

"In order to save me that time, my old man sold his piano," Luo Lan said, "You don't know how much my old man likes to play the piano, that thing is his life, I will listen to it when I am sensible. He said his dream was to be a pianist."

Zhou Qi pouted: "So, you ruined your father's dream?!"

"No, he stopped dreaming a long time ago," Luo Lan said. "At that time, Qing Zhen's mother was suffering from cancer. The old man had already emptied his savings and family to treat her illness, but he still couldn't save her life. There was only one left at home. For the next piano, the old man originally planned to sell the piano and send Qing Zhen and me to Qing’s private school, because after entering that private school, I hope to be valued by the old men on Ginkgo Mountain in the future.”

Qing's children have private schools. Although they don't need tuition fees, their room and board, clothing, and activities are extremely expensive.

The private school was not only teaching, but also taking students on a trip. On the way, they were escorted by Qing's veterans.

When Qing Zhen and Luo Lan were still young, everyone in the Qing family wanted to send their children in, because entering a private school would be noticed by the old men on Ginkgo Mountain in advance.

Moreover, the teachers in this private school are the best teachers in the territory controlled by the Qing Consortium, and the things they teach are completely different from those outside.

Military, political, economic, sociological, philosophical, and even these are comprehensively educated in private schools, and firearms have been practiced since childhood.

Children from such private schools are indeed stronger than those from ordinary schools.

There is a saying within the Qing family that children who go to private schools are the future of the Qing family, and those who do not go to private schools are wild children.

Therefore, the old man in Luo Lan's family had already planned it. His own dream of being a pianist was not important at all, and if it was gone, it would be gone, but these two children must be sent to a private school.

The house leak happened to be rainy and rainy, and the family had just spent all their savings for treating Qing Zhen's mother's illness, but Luo Lan fell ill soon after.

There is no way, life is more important than anything else, the old man had to sell the piano to save people first.

There is no hope for the matter of going to a private school, and because the old man often sells blood, he is dragged down.

Luo Lan smiled at Zhou Qi and said, "You know what the relatives in the Qing family are like. Earlier, they divided up the factories in the hands of the old man. When the old man asked them to borrow money, they refused to meet each other."

Luo Lan continued: "Actually, whether or not to borrow money is the other party's freedom, but Qing Zhen's second uncle closed the door and disappeared when the old man was looking for it. He even asked someone to bring out a bowl of leftovers from the yard. The dishes came. Qing Zhen was there at the time, and the other party's housekeeper said, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, you won't be able to eat such a good thing when you get home."

"Qingyun's father?" Zhou Qi recalled: "I have an impression that I didn't know why he died suddenly in the lover's house in the early years. Later, Qingyun was also killed by someone arranged by Qingzhen. I was there at the time, so Are you taking revenge?"

Luo Lan smiled: "Qing Zhen's second uncle died suddenly from overdraft, and it has nothing to do with us. As for Qing Yun, he came to die by himself. At first, the object of our revenge was not a certain person, but the whole Mrs. Qing. Of course, after growing up, everyone's mentality has gradually become calmer. They understand that this world is such a piss, and you must learn to get used to it. Qing Zhen was soft-hearted in his early years, if the old man hadn't pushed him to that degree, Nor will he make up his mind to do it."

"You're a bit off topic, back to the piano," Zhou Qi said.

Luo Lan recalled: "The old man became seriously ill. When he knew that he was about to die, he called me to the bedside, and then said to me: The piano was the future of our two brothers. Then Qing Zhen and I can both go to private schools, and maybe we can join Qing's family to find an official and a half-job in the future, but I fell ill. The old man said that this piano should be half of me and Qing Zhen. , but I took all the advantages, and Qingzhen's future was also included, so the old man said that I must protect my younger brother, this is what I owe Qingzhen, and this is my life."

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