Huang Zhong’s heart is chaotic. He has already discharged a lot of guards to go out and look for Huang Xu, but he still has nothing to gain. This is his only son. Su Fei also sue Huang Zu and let Huang Zu help to search for a few days. There has been no movement in the past.

"Syar, Syria, where are you?!" Huang Zhong’s table is filled with a pot of white wine. This is a big account. During the war, wine is not allowed to appear in the camp, but Huang Zhong has not taken care of it. He is too bitter.

Who is it, who took the Syrian child? Who is it? Is Lu Bujun? Impossible, Huang Xu disappeared in Jiang Xia. Lu Bujun’s hand could not bind the people in Jiang Xia. Who is it, who is it, thinking about Huang Zhong’s inability to drink a few more cups. .

"You can't drink alcohol in the army. This is what you set. General Huang, how did you hit your own face!" An unscrupulous voice passed into Huang Zhong's ear.

"Is it you?!" What Huang Zhong did not want to see most is that the "shooting son" is not in Huangzhou City, what is happening in the big account of loyalty!" Huang Zhong is a little bit in front of him. There was no good feeling, his brow was wrinkled, and the guard did not report it.

"Nothing, just want to ask when General Huang will go out and drive those Lu Bujun out of the Jiangxia realm!" Huang Lu asked very plainly, there is no trace of respect for Huang Zhong.

"It's not the time now!" Huang Zhong said with a glass of wine and drove Lu Bujun out of the Jiangxia realm. Play? Ha ha! If you go to the battle, you can really be in the arms of the Lu Bujun. Is the 10,000-step war against the 30,000 Lu Bujun? Use a little brain. ‘

Now Huang Zhong is fighting for food and grass, defending the city to avoid the war, until Lu Bujun has no grain, it is considered to drive Lu Bujun out of Jiangxia.

"That is the time!" Huang shot actually used the tone of questioning. A quartermaster will question the Lord? Huang Zhong’s brow picked and picked.

"This thing does not need to take care of the son, loyalty to care, shooting the son is still ready for the army's grain is the right way!" Huang Zhong's tone of voice is gradually unkind, mapping a small quartermaster to do you Your job, marching to fight you is not enough!

"Oh! My father gave you the military power. Are you so procrastinating? You know how much grain the army is going to consume outside. How many people in Huangzhou are up and down and can’t produce? You don’t retreat to Lu Bujun this day. If you are not restful one day, this river will be restless one day, and you can afford this burden!" Huang shot was pointing to Huang Zhong and scolded.

Huang Zhong smiled coldly. This yellow shot said that he didn’t want Huang Zhong to send troops.

"I said, if you don't accept the shooting, you can write the general Huang Zu, and accept the loyalty of the military! Is it true that General Huang Zu did not carefully study the son of the son of the son?" This is the ordinary quartermaster, Huang Zhong on the spot. Can cut him, but this is the son of Huang Zu, even if Huang Zhong can not tell him the nose.

"You, you!" Huang shot his anger, and his father gave him a book, but he gave a yellow lesson to the lesson. He almost let him go back to Jiangxia from Huangzhou. Needless to say, Huang Yao also knows that he gave himself When the old man hit a small report, Huang Zhong must also write a book.

In fact, Huang Yao’s wish Huang Zhong, Huang Zhong’s disappointment with Huang Lu has not yet reached the level reported by Huang Zu. This is what Su Fei did.

Huang Lu has no use at the front line. He still thinks about robbing the military every day. This will only affect Huang Zhong, so Su Fei only reported Huang Zu.

"Old things, what do you want, how do you master the military power, and finally it is not a dog of my Huang family!"

Huang Jia’s dog, this is really hard to hear, Huang Zhong’s face is gloomy. “My main official is Liu Jingzhou, not your father Huang Zujun!”

"What is the difference?! You are now in Jiangxia, the soldier you are leading is also the soldier of my Jiangxia! My father is doing this to you because your old dog is still useful, but sooner or later this river will be the son of the son. !"

"Hey!" Huang Zhong snorted, and Huang Lu said that it was right. Huang Zuo’s son was also the son of Huang Zu. In the end, this river summer still had to be handed over to Huang.

"No matter what happens in the future, at least the current Jiangxia is not your decision, come, give me the shot son back!" Huang Zhong was too lazy to shoot nonsense with Huang.

"How angry and angry?!" Huang Luxiao smiled. "Huang Zhong, you are a dog in my family. When you die, your son will be my dog! It will never change in life!"

"Shut up!" Huang Zhong's eyes began to turn red, Huang shot that he can, he can also, Huang Zhong can bear, but only said that his son can not!

"Yellow shots really thought I didn't dare to kill!" Huang Zhong's body has changed, and he looks at Huang Yao as if he is watching a dead person.

"Kill me, do you dare?!" Although Huang Yao is a little scared of Huang Zhong's appearance, he has a card.

"That's a try!" Huang Zhong stepped closer to the yellow shot, and Huang shot one after another to challenge himself. This has touched Huang Zhong's bottom line. Huang Zhong came to Jiangxia to find a doctor for his son Huang Xu. Now, the doctor has not found, the son has disappeared, Huang Zhong suddenly has no target, coupled with the stimulation of the wine, he now wants to kill the yellow shot immediately, big deal to surrender to Lu Bu.

Looking at the approach of Huang Zhong step by step, Huang shot a little panic, but seeing Huang Zhong’s expression has a hint of joy, this Huang Zhong’s feelings for his son is very deep. “Yong Zhong, you dare to move me a hair, then you Don't want to see your son again in this life!"

"What?!" Huang Zhong's footsteps suddenly stopped "Syar! You know where the child is!" Huang Zhong grabbed the two shoulders of Huang shot and asked excitedly.

"Let go, let go!" Huang Zhong excitedly used his full strength unconsciously. The hand strength of a refining **** is very large, so that Huang Lu feels that his shoulders are about to be dismantled.

"Shouting the son, tell me, tell me where the Syrian child is!" Huang Zhong is too excited, the news of his son is the biggest motivation for him to live.

"kneel down!"

"What?!" Huang Zhong stunned.

"I still don't know what I said? Kneeling down, kneeling in front of me, I will tell you!" "Yellow shot with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

"Yellow shot son, don't be too much a person!"

"That's it!" Huang shot sneered. "So the old general will drink alcohol alone to the dawn!" Saying that the yellow shot is about to open the big account and leave.

"Slow!" Huang Zhong suddenly stopped the yellow shot from behind.

"How? General Huang wants to understand!" Huang shot turned his head. "I don't insist on it!"

"I am!" Huang Zhong’s fist was tightly held, and the fingernails were inserted into the flesh without feeling.

There are gold under the knees of the man, although in ancient times, it was only a sacred master of the heavens and the earth. In the military commander, even the upper and lower levels were only half-squatting, and now Huang Yao actually wants Huang Zhong.

: "Plop!" Huang Zhong lowered his proud head and bowed like a golden knee. "Shouting the son, please also tell the son to tell the whereabouts of Zhongwuer!"

"Yes, is this correct? You didn't tell you early when you left this!" Huang shot went to Huang Zhong and patted Huang Zhong's cheek. It is like taking a dog.

Huang Zhong’s teeth are crunching, and the beard is shaking. He has entered the edge of anger.

"But I am changing my mind now!" Huang shot slowly stood up and went to the main position to do it. Looking down at Huang Zhong from this angle, this feeling is really good.

The yellow shot touches the arrow on the side. Is this the feeling of the commander? This is the enjoyment of the Lord of the Army!

"Old things, I said. You are a dog of my Huang family, your son will be! Since it is a dog, then call two to listen, you are so happy that you are happy to shoot the son, just Can tell you the whereabouts of your son!"

"Yellow shot!" Huang Zhong stood up fiercely, his face was covered with blue veins, his hand had floated on the waist of the sabre.