Son of the Tower

New Bangkok is a good place. The last time Mars came here, he organized a birthday banquet for the former Bangkok boss. Not long ago, the story of Mars was still circulating in the local area, and as Mars became more and more famous, Stories became enduring legends.

And this time, Mars led a team on a four-island transport boat escorted by fighter jets from southern Thailand. When they came all the way, the military leaders on the ground almost knelt down and called Dad—even if they were transformed into two-meter-high prosthetic bodies. Big guy, even if Mars is only 1.3 meters tall in daily life.But if they are really made to kneel, Mars is sure that these guys will knock their heads hard.

However, after all, Mars still kept things secret. Everyone in Bangkok watched Mars get off the transport plane with a team of Western land veterans, and entered the [-]th district of New Bangkok in a car. A seven-year-old kid and his mother were pulled out of a three-story building.

The kid was still struggling at first, but when he recognized Mars, he immediately looked at his mother: "Mom! You swore to me that you wouldn't use a computer to hack into the banking system, right?"

"I did not invade!" his mother, a halfling woman, screamed back.

"Then why did Mr. Mars and his friends come to arrest us! It shouldn't be because I lifted Xiao Mo's skirt in the morning!" Her son asked sharply.

"How old are you! You bad boy! I'm going to tell your dad!"

"Let him die! The dog thing that has never appeared in front of me!"

"You are not allowed to say that about your father!"

The argument between mother and son continued until they were packed into a heavily armored vehicle.

Mars sat down on the roof of the car, and the specific situation was explained to them by the people from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

On the way back to the airport, Mars met a representative of the military. After knowing the general situation, the Bangkok military sent an armored force.

The convoy drove all the way back to the airport, and when the mother and son were asked to get off the bus, Mars saw the tears on the kid's face—he should have heard his father's story.

Mr. George Dunwich is special, he should not have fallen in love with a woman, but maybe it was fate, he fell in love with the halfling woman with sunburned red skin, she looks very ordinary , but he and she still have a child.

"Your father is still alive, he is a hero, please forgive him, he left you for a reason." Thinking of this, Mars reached out to shake hands with the crying mother, who said that she had been receiving George... Money from Dunwich, and she didn't know why he didn't come to see her and the baby.

Now she knows.

"Okay, madam, and children, get on the plane, and we will fly directly to the four islands." After Mars finished speaking, he invited the two of them to get on the plane, and he will personally protect them. If something happens, he will protect them Well thought out.

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Chun glanced at her mobile phone, there was a new message from Mars in the text message box, everything was safe, the young mother and her son were found.

"Mr. Director, Mars has found a VIP, and the fleet is returning." After speaking, Tsubaki smiled happily when he saw these Silu men. …

They have been worrying all these hours-worrying that the company already knows about the mother and child, worried that the company has completed the hunt.

After all, George Dunwich had eighteen stencils in his head, didn't he?

But luck seems to be on their side.

Thinking of this, Chun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked at Miss Weiss, who was playing mahjong with Nie and the others.

This board game, which is the most popular among the Three Kingdoms in the East and the Far East, has a long history. It is said that its predecessor appeared in the ancient times before the old era.Until now, everyone in Dongtu is still using it to pass the time-what is long-tested, this is it.

Walking to the window, Tsubaki looked out of the window, it was almost night in New Kyoto at this time.

Not far away, the representative of Northernism squinted his eyes, which was a sign of vitamin deficiency. After the lights in the West Ice Lodge were turned on, the middle-aged man felt even more uncomfortable, but he didn't say a word.

Chun stepped aside, took out a pair of sunglasses from the breast pocket of a West Icelu agent, and handed them to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated, he didn't know if he should take it.

"Put it on, your eyes will feel better." Tsubaki said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess Ishikawa." Finally, the middle-aged man took over the sunglasses, put them on, and replied with a smile.

"I would rather you call me Mrs. Gayatt." Tsubaki finished speaking, turned and returned to the window.

Soon, the Northernist secretary came back. He noticed the sunglasses on his subordinate's face, and also noticed his hand pointing cautiously at Chun, and he immediately understood.

The old man walked to the other side of the window: "Thank you, Mrs. Gayatt, I saw the small gift my apprentice received."

"I see that he has dry eye syndrome. You have had a hard time, and I know it." Chun looked at the old man in front of him, and said in a neutral tone as much as possible: "My lover Mars told me that he is willing to work for the people." Good people are always the ones who die, as it was with my father, as it is with you, and now we have peace again, we are no longer enemies, but rivals fighting for a better tomorrow."

"Adversaries fighting for a better tomorrow...very interesting comment, ma'am, we are really glad you think so, your father was an enlightened sage, and although we have struggled, I believe , The future of the four islands is bright, no matter who wins, at least in the next two hundred years, there will be no more wars on the four islands, and there will be no greater sacrifices."

Having said that, the old man coughed softly twice.

Chun stretched out his hand, and the healing aura in his hand brought a little warmth to the old man.

He smiled and waved his hands: "Thank you, this is an old problem of mine. I was wounded by a grenade in the trenches when I was young. The shrapnel in my body has never been removed."

Chun withdrew her hand, her treatment could alleviate it, but if it really needs to be cured, the artificial lung needs to be replaced. This is a major operation, and this old man... I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the operation.

He is too old and has too many old wounds.

Thinking of this, Tsubaki was a little curious: "Why do you say that there will be no more wars on the four islands in the next two hundred years?"

"Because the answers to all these are written in history. In ancient times, human beings who have not experienced the end of the old era have been repeating the mistakes that human beings can make. The three words war, peace and revolution have always been accompanied. Human beings, and now after the end of the great destruction, human civilization is still repeating the mistakes of the past. The history of the four islands is like the four seasons, spring buds, summer flowers, autumn fruits, winter frost... You see, young Mrs. Mars, if we don't reconcile, we will still kill each other for different ideas, just like the previous human beings."

After talking so much, the old man gasped, but there was light in his eyes.

"We have ended the cycle of pain, at least for now, and maybe one day in the future, our descendants will continue our unfinished business, but now, we embrace peace, isn't it great."

Chun nodded: "Yes, you are right."

"I'm very happy that you can understand that. If the younger generation of the four islands can be as enlightened as you are, our country will become better."

The old man smiled, sighed, hoped, and looked forward to it.