Following Qin Yong's call, two generals in military uniforms stepped forward to salute Luo Yun.
Luo Yun also replied with a very standard one.
These two middle-aged generals were not low in military rank, but they looked at Luo Yun with fiery eyes. One of them put down his hand and said sonorously:
"Luo Dutong!"
"In view of your great contribution to the people of our country in dealing with the Ulstein national invasion."
"Therefore, the Yanjing Military Commission has decided to award you the rank of Young Marshal after layers of deliberations! As a token of appreciation!"
Say it.
Another general received a set of solemn military uniform, badge and military officer certificate, and handed it to Luo Yun respectfully.
Luo Yun scanned it with his soul consciousness, good guy, it's not made of ordinary materials, at least it's a magic weapon.
The rank of young marshal is really extraordinary.
"Thank you."
With a wave of his right hand, Luo Yun put the military uniform badge and other items into the ring.
Seeing this, Qin Yong showed a relieved smile, he thought Luo Yun would refuse.
"The people of Huaguo have 100% trust in the Yanhuang Army."
"Being this young marshal will be good for spreading the belief of 'Xuanyuan Sect' in the future."
Luo Yun's scheming is still very deep.
Tang Yafei was also happy for him.
The young marshal can be said to be a ceiling-level existence in the Huaguo military circle, second only to the six pillars of the country and the four old military leaders of the Military Commission.
What's more, the eighteen-year-old young marshalI'm afraid no one will believe this kind of thing.
"Xuanyuan, we hope you understand that Huaguo will support you behind no matter what happens!"
"As long as you are not against China!"
Qin Yong said with burning eyes.
This is equivalent to giving Luo Yun a bottom line.
As long as you don't do things that harm the interests of the people of Huaguo and the central government, Huaguo will always be your strong backing!
"Of course, I am from Huaguo."
Luo Yun smiled.
Of course he knew what Qin Yong meant. I am afraid it was also the meaning of the Central Committee.
Whether it is to build a sect privately or threaten to destroy the Hong family, it has violated the constitution, but Qin Yong said that Huaguo will always support you!
This is, power!
Intoxicating power!
At this time, Qin Yong said again, "Xuanyuan, I also want to ask something for our Qin family, that inner sect elder"
"Master Qin!"
Luo Yun raised his hand and stopped him, "It's getting late, I'll talk about other things when I come back."
"Uh, well"
Just as Qin Yong uttered two words, Luo Yun disappeared in front of everyone.
Everyone was taken aback.
"Where is Luo Xuanyuan?"
Qin Ya looked around.
Tang Yafei stood at the door of the living room, her willow arms crossed her chest, "At this moment, I'm afraid I'm already in the Pacific Ocean"
"How can it be?"
Qin Ya's eyes widened.
Luo Yun is indeed already in the Pacific Ocean.
He is at the peak of the golden core stage, not counting other means, his cultivation base of true energy has surpassed the old heavenly master, comparable to the peak of the thunder tribulation stage!
The flying speed can only be described by the word abnormal!
The flight speed of an intercontinental missile can reach Mach 20-30, and Luoyun's current speed has reached Mach 25!
Twenty-five times the speed of sound, what concept?
If a grandmaster of the Foundation Establishment Period flies at such a speed, his body will be shattered to death on the spot!
at this time.
The other side of the Pacific Ocean.
California, San Francisco Peninsula, a private estate in Jiujinshan City.
Everyone in the Hong family was sitting in the conference room helpless, smoking cigarettes, making phone calls, and worry was written on everyone's face.
Because today is the day when Luo Xuanyuan comes to collect debts.
"Father, Ling Kai has been sent away."
A one-eyed middle-aged man smoking a cigar opened the door and walked in, "It's already twelve o'clock, will Luo Xuanyuan really come?"
The one-eyed middle-aged man sat next to Hong Tianyang, his left eye was fierce and bloodshot, and he hadn't slept for three days.
"Whether he comes or not, I have already prepared a perfect countermeasure."
Hong Tianyang also didn't close his eyes for three days.
He put his hands crossed on the table, looking straight ahead, "If Luo XuanIf Yuan Ken is good at this matter, I am naturally happy, but if he still pushes us to a dead end, then don't blame me for being ruthless! "
"Father, there are a few words I wanted to say a long time ago."
The one-eyed middle-aged man is Hong Tianyang's eldest son, Hong Yu, and the next head of the Hong family.
I saw him lower his voice:
"I'm afraid this matter is no longer within our control The strategy of driving tigers and wolfs away, if we can't control it well, it's playing with fire and setting ourselves on fire."
Hong Yu's voice was full of worry.
Hong Tianyang closed his eyes in despair, "Yu'er, do you really think that our Hong family is qualified to withdraw from this 'game'?"
The word "game" made Hong Yu's eyes startled.
"We are nothing but pawns in the game of big shots."
Hong Tianyang's eyes showed despair:
"The survival of the Hong family depends entirely on Luo Xuanyuan's thought".
at this time.
It is more than 100 kilometers away from Jiujinshan City.
"Wow, this is Stanford University, it's so big and beautiful, I really hope to study here!"
A young and beautiful girl in her twenties got out of the car and looked at the campus in shock.
I have to say that although Binhai University is one of the top ten universities in China, compared with Stanford, it is a world apart.
It is not without reason why so many rich people desperately send their children to Stanford, Niujin, and Jianqiao. In addition to gilding, this school has a strong academic atmosphere. The exquisite memorial church, acres of gardens, charming flower beds and tree-lined avenues are all from the world's top designers.
Except for Huaqing University and Beijing University, Huaguo is completely incomparable with Stanford.
"Hehe, Xiaoer, do you want to come to Stanford to study?"
A middle-aged man wearing glasses got out of the car. It was Jiang Yunsheng.
Followed by his wife Xu Fang, prospective son-in-law Song He, and Xuanyuan Wei Ah Si.
Jiang Xiaoer just wanted Song He to help take pictures, and when she heard this sentence, she was immediately excited, "Dad, can I come to Stanford to go to school?"
"Hehe, Dad recently met a few friends from the United States. One of them has some prestige in the political and legal circles in California. He can help you write a recommendation letter and donate some money. Well, it shouldn't be a big problem to transfer to another school."
Jiang Yunsheng seemed very sure.
"Yeah! That's great, Dad, I love you to death!"
Jiang Xiaoer took Jiang Yunsheng's hand, "Then I'll take the IELTS test when I return to China!"
"Xiao'er, Stanford does not accept IELTS scores, you can take the TOEFL." Song He walked over, speaking in broken Chinese, "If you really want to come to Stanford, I can accompany you. There's an apartment near here."
"Really?"
Jiang Xiao'er was so excited that she instantly felt extremely happy.
However, Xu Fang gave Jiang Yunsheng an angry look, "Isn't it good to go to Stanford, Binda? Take the child so far away, and you won't be able to come back twice a year!"
"The child has grown up, it's time to go out and see the world."
Jiang Yunsheng laughed.
He knew what his wife said. When Jiang Xiaoer returned from graduating from Stanford, one of the top three places in the world, she would be happier than anyone else, and she would post it on Moments every day to show off. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com