Yang Jianlong opened Chen Ning's red ID with a hint of anxiety.

There is a photo of Chen Ning and his name on it.

In addition, Chen Ning's identity and title are also written on it.

On the section column, it says: North Frontier Army Headquarters.

On the post column, it clearly states: Commander-in-chief of the Northern Army.

On the column of the rank, there are two prominent words written: Young Marshal.

Yang Jianlong's hands couldn't help trembling!

The subordinates around him, even Zhao Xian'er and others, all their expressions changed when they saw the content of the document in Yang Jianlong's hand.

Isn’t this guy in front of me really a young handsome guy?

Yang Jianlong looked up at Chen Ning, but he still didn't believe that Chen Ning was the young commander in the North.

Zhao Xian'er also came to her senses at this time, and she sneered: "Haha, no wonder this guy dared to claim that he was the young marshal. It turned out that even his fake officer certificate was ready."

Yang Jianlong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Fake it?"

Zhao Xian'er smiled and said, "Brother Yang, don't be fooled by him."

"There are small advertisements for fake certificates everywhere, whether at the bottom of the overpass, on the telephone poles, or even in public toilets."

"Whether it is all kinds of fake academic certificates, various occupation certificates, or these so-called officer certificates, or dealers who make fake certificates can make it for you, one hundred yuan per copy."

Yang Jianlong suddenly realized when he heard this!

He raised the red certificate in his hand and said to Chen Ning with a grim smile: "Damn, I've been wise forever and almost scared you, a little thing."

At this time, several patrol teams had arrived around to support Yang Jianlong.

Yang Jianlong immediately ordered the soldiers of the patrol team with live ammunition: "You, immediately arrest these scammers who are cheating and causing trouble."

"Abide by the order!"

Dozens of fully armed patrol soldiers came towards Chen Ning and the others in a fierce manner, preparing to use thunder to arrest Chen Ning and his party.

But at this moment, a gunshot suddenly came from a distance.

The sudden gunshot directly shocked everyone at the scene.

Yang Jianlong looked in the direction of the gunshots angrily and cursed: "Damn it, which bastard shot without my order..."

Before he could finish his scolding, he suddenly realized that the one who shot was a burly middle-aged man in general's uniform, Qin Cheng, the supreme commander of the Suzhou-Hangzhou Military Region.

Qin Cheng was holding a pistol in his hand, and followed by a big step behind his subordinates, and was quickly approaching this side.

Yang Jianlong said in a daze: "Chief Qin, didn't you come to the city for a meeting? Why did you come back early?"

Qin Cheng's face with a national character was particularly majestic at this time, and his tiger eyes were full of anger. Anyone could see that he was angry at the head.

Qin Cheng roared angrily: "If I don't come back, would you bastards arrest the young commander?"

"Yang Jianlong, Yang Jianlong, you are very brave!"

What?

Young marshal!

When Yang Jianlong heard Qin Cheng's words, he felt the sky thunder rolling and his whole body was dumbfounded.

Zhao Xian'er and her friends were also stupid.

Li Wanqing, her female assistant and artist Zhang Jing were also stupid.

Qin Cheng stopped looking at Yang Jianlong at this time, but turned his head toward the patrol soldiers who were foolishly pretending to be, shouting: "Don't you retreat immediately?"

The soldiers of the patrol team were all sweating profusely and retreated in panic.

Only then did Qin Cheng bring his large number of his generals to Chen Ning, take the lead in saluting, and shout: "Hello, Chief!"

The large number of generals behind him also raised their hands to salute in an orderly manner, shouting: "Hello, Chief!"

Chen Ning raised his hand and returned the military salute, and smiled and said, "Hello General Qin, everyone!"

Li Wanqing covered her mouth with her hands, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

At this moment, she still couldn't believe that the little boy who followed her all day when she was a child was now the young commander in the North who commanded 300,000 troops.

Artist Zhang Jing was so excited that his face turned red.

The look he looked at Chen Ning now could no longer be said to be worshipping, but worshipping.
Chapter completed!