Chapter 807 Toasting Drinks Honorably

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From the smiles of the two elders, Wang Zheng clearly felt that the day they had been striving for was getting closer and closer.

Juekewu stood rooted to the spot in a daze. He never thought his son would be able to involve such powerful figures!

He could have picked on anyone, why did he choose to provoke this invincible Dragon Scale Unit

And behind this mysterious unit were three retired generals!

The names of Wang Fahan, Li Yeping, and Han Baoguo echoed everywhere.

Juekewu could only imagine how powerful the backing must be for his son to offend all three of them at once!

Even though this serious blow to the military district's reputation was partly due to Han Tuosu's tacit approval, it fundamentally originated from Qiao Shanli. And ultimately, all blame would fall on him, Juekewu!

Considering that he had always been an outsider compared to the capital city military district, and now with such a disgrace befalling the whole military district, his subordinates naturally directed their frustration towards him.

At this moment, Juekewu felt a burning sensation on his cheeks.

Wang Zheng turned around and looked at Qiao Kewu: "I hope you can see the situation clearly, Deputy Commander Qiao."

The corners of Qiao Kewu's mouth twitched a few times, his gaze flickered several times but he didn't know what to say. Although their height was about the same, Wang Zheng made him feel like he was looking up at someone from below.

Han Baoguo also came over with a smile: "I've been saying little Qiao, I'm an old friend of Su Fuhua's. When you get some time, tell him that I'll come and see him for tea another day."

"Yes, Marshal Han." Sweat was rolling down from Qiao Kewu’s forehead!

Here he was the only one belonging to Su's faction. With the current situation being what it is, could it be that I really picked the wrong side

Qiao Kewu felt as though Han Baoguo's smile looked like two sharp blades trying to penetrate him.

As Li Yeping and Han Baoguo had come, Han Tuosu arranged for lunch in a private room at the military district canteen. He took this opportunity to properly entertain these two elderly veterans of grandmaster status.

In this room there were only four people: apart from the old folks and Han Tuosu, it was just Wang Zheng. As for everyone else from Long Lin, they had all been arranged in an adjacent room, where after a thorough fight, they captured the headquarters of the capital military district. For those who always wanted chaos, this made them even more hungry.

Li Yeping said with a laugh: "I'm saying that we two old men haven't touched liquor for ages. As bodyguards aren’t around today, Tuosu, why don’t you get us some Maotai to sample"

Han Tuosu’s face immediately turned ugly: "Uncle Li, your and my father's bodies can no longer handle alcohol. The doctor has said this many times, please don't think I'm unaware."

Han Baoguo shook his head with a pout: "This unfilial son..."

Lee Yeping laughed loudly, "Just one glass, is that okay You have a whole box of Maotai here; I can’t resist the smell!"

Han Tuosu was resolute, "No way. You two can just drink tea as a substitute for alcohol. If that’s not possible, then you can have juice."

"You brat... you..."

Although Han Baoguo wanted to say more, his son glared at him and said firmly, "Dad, don’t scold me; it won’t work. I just can't drink!"

Wang Zheng watched all this with a smile on his face. He had heard that the Northwest King, Lee Yeping, was solitary and power-hungry, and not allied with Su Fuhua or Han Baoguo. But now it seemed that wasn’t true at all.

Wang Zheng filled the juice glasses for the two old generals and then poured a glass of alcohol for Han Tuosu. He raised his glass apologetically, "The first drink today, I want to propose a toast to Uncle Han."

The Han mentioned by Wang Zheng was naturally Han Tuosu whose face was black with frustration; at this moment he not only had a gloomy expression but also felt like the fall guy.

"Then tell me why," said Han Tuosu, his face darkened.

Wang Zheng smiled and replied, "Today’s incident is indeed quite exaggerated—like something out of a novel. Without Uncle Han’s help, I couldn’t have pulled it off."

Han Tuosu grunted in response, saying with a deep voice, "I’m glad you know that."

In truth, without Han Tuosu’s assistance, Wang Zheng’s hard-charging into the military zone and forcefully attacking the ammunition depot headquarters would have resulted in a death sentence wherever it happened. There was no way he could be as glorious today as he is now—having six hundred bare-handed special forces soldiers act as sparring partners, then having a drink here like nothing had happened after fighting. None of this would have been possible if not for the covert support from the military zone commander Han Tuosu.

To be in Han Tuosu's position was actually the hardest. If he helped Wang Zheng, then it would tarnish the face of the Capital Military District; but if he wanted to uphold the district’s honor, he would have to clash with the highly admired Wang Zheng until the end and also hurt his daughter’s feelings. No matter what choice he made, there was no way out without losing something.

Although he had facilitated Longlin's success, Han Tuosu's heart bled because the other party had stepped on his head to get ahead. As the others became famous and successful, he found himself looking ragged and disheveled.

"Uncle Han, I'll drink this first as a gesture of respect," Wang Zheng said before lifting his glass and downing it in one gulp.

He indeed owed Han Tuosu a huge favor for getting rid of the munitions depot and forcefully entering the headquarters. Although it sounded like a farce, under Wang Zheng's and Han Tuosu's joint efforts, it actually succeeded, which was unbelievable.

Of course, another important purpose Wang Zheng had today was to use the opportunity of forcing Qiao Kewu to apologize as an excuse for intimidating Su’s faction. If Qian Shangli wasn’t Qiao Kewu’s son but just a spoiled second-generation heir, Wang Zheng definitely wouldn't go through such lengths to hassle him. But from how things looked on the surface, it was indeed overkill.

After this incident, everyone in Longlin would be under public scrutiny. Su Fuhua couldn’t make any more covert moves after that; Wang Zheng had sacrificed his district's reputation to achieve this effect. It’s unknown if it was worth it or not.

Han Tuosu also lifted his glass and drank along with Wang Zheng.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me, as I initiated this myself," Han Tuosu said somewhat discontentedly: "Although helping out makes one feel awkward, my daughter and father wouldn’t let it go if I didn’t."

"Who’s your father" asked Han Baoguo, with a glowering expression.

Wang Zheng burst into laughter, then raised another glass after finishing: "I want to toast both Mr. Han and Mr. Li together for this second drink. If you hadn't come here today to maintain order, things might not have ended well at all. I acted on impulse just for my own gratification and caused a lot of trouble for you."of such matters. Wang Zheng gave a bitter smile and said, "Of course not, you're the first among the three."Hearing this, Sheng Fei showed a smug expression that was breathtakingly beautiful, even mak...