The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Knowing the real cause of Angel's injury, Zhao Ziyang called Flashpoint and walked out of the hospital. The two went straight to the flower shop and ordered to buy all the roses in the flower shop, enough to make the ward a sea of ​​flowers.But Zhao Ziyang was dissatisfied, so he dragged Flashpoint to continue walking to flower shops and bought all the roses.

"Boss, you are more romantic than the French." Flash commented on Zhao Ziyang.

"Really? Do you think I'm handsome enough?" Zhao Ziyang raised his hands to let Shandian see his clothes clearly.

He was wearing a loose hospital gown, and he couldn't see where he was chic from the inside out.

"No, no, no," Flash Dian shook his head and said, "Romantic and chic can't be equated. If you can be romantic if you are handsome and chic, then I can only be romantic, and no one is qualified to be romantic, hahaha... ..."

Zhao Ziyang stretched out his middle finger at Flash Point, took out Flash Point's card and paid the bill.

After finishing these tasks, the two walked back, but Zhao Ziyang was obviously absent-minded, and almost collided with someone else's car several times while driving.

"Hey, boss, be careful, be careful, we are driving a BMW, not a Pandora-modified HMMWV!" Flashpoint protested Zhao Ziyang's reckless driving.

但这个抗议刚刚说出来，他就发现赵子阳一脚油门踩到底，随后看到指针从60滑到80，而后又滑到100、120、140、160、180……

On the city highway, Zhao Ziyang raised the speed of the car to the highest without any scruples, and started racing alone.

Flash point hastily buckled the seat belt firmly, looking at the passing vehicles, there was a touch of excitement in his eyes.

"Good driving skills, haha..."

Before Flashing Point could finish laughing, he felt the tires rubbing violently against the ground, and the entire body of the vehicle drifted, turned around to go against the road, and rushed forward.

"Oh my God! Damn it!" Seeing the big truck driving towards him, Flash point cursed: This is not playing with cars, this is courting death!

There are a lot of vehicles on the roads in the urban area. If you don’t pay attention, you will hit someone on their backs, be disabled, or die, not to mention speeding when entering the reverse lane.No one dares to play like this during the day, and those professional drag racers only dare to play an exciting gambling game on the retrograde road at night. Playing during the day will definitely kill you.

But Zhao Ziyang didn't speak at all, he only had one movement: he controlled the steering wheel with both hands like lightning, didn't even touch the gear, and didn't let go of the accelerator.

So Flashpoint will say whether Zhao Ziyang is risking his life, or he is definitely risking his life.

"Boom", a heavy truck passed by and collided with the BMW.

There is no problem with the usual rubbing, but the rubbing after more than 200 horses is not the case.The body of the car shook violently under the collision, and rushed straight to the green belt on the edge of the road.

"Squeak..." The tires slipped, making a creaking sound, and bursts of unpleasant green smoke came out.

"Ah!..." Flashpoint let out a loud cry that he didn't know whether it was fear or excitement, and his mouth opened wide.

Zhao Ziyang, on the other hand, was staring at the front, holding the steering wheel with both hands to keep going straight, using the accelerator and the brake to control the slipping tires.

It's a pity that these are of no use. The BMW directly rushed through the green belt and got into the shopping mall, knocking down the gate of the shopping mall.

"Boom..." A dull voice sounded, and the BMW bumped into the edge of the elevator and finally stopped.The people in the shopping mall watched the car breaking in silently, they were frightened by the scene just now.

In the car, Zhao Ziyang pushed aside the air cushion on his chest and got out of the car. Looking around, he found that there were clothes sellers here. He didn't care what other people looked at. He went straight to the men's clothing department and picked out a suit to put on. Then he smiled at the salesperson. Said: "I am happy, how about you?"

The salesperson stared blankly at Zhao Ziyang, not knowing what he meant by saying this, did he want to date him?

After saying this, Zhao Ziyang took out his card to pay the bill, and quickly disappeared from the back door with a flash of dizziness.

"Boss, you are a bastard!" Flash scolded Zhao Ziyang.

But Zhao Ziyang's face was full of threats, and he didn't care about flashing scolding him at all.He was using nervous stimulation to relieve his emotions. In fact, his palms were also full of sweat.

Walking into the ward, Zhao Ziyang saw Angel who was still watching Big Big Wolf with relish, and showed him a bright smile.

"Is this cartoon good?"

"Looks good." An Qier nodded, grabbed Zhao Ziyang's hand and said with a smile, "Hong Tai Lang is too fierce, always hitting Big Big Wolf with a frying pan."

"Really?" Zhao Ziyang kissed An Qier's cheek lightly, and whispered, "Fortunately, Hong Taro doesn't have a pistol, otherwise it would be terrible."

This sentence had a very deep meaning, but Angel didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.It is normal for her to shoot someone when she is angry, even Zhao Ziyang is no exception.

"What did Dr. Lawrence tell you?" Angel turned off the TV and asked Zhao Ziyang.

"Oh, it's nothing. He asked me if I needed an operation to remove the shrapnel in my body." Zhao Ziyang looked relaxed.

"Surgery is not possible." Angel shook her head and said, "If you do surgery to remove the shrapnel, your body will become old in a short period of time, because there are too many shrapnel, and you can't take them all out."

"I think so too, so I turned him down." Zhao Ziyang smiled slightly, and said to Angel with a mysterious expression on his face: "If you close your eyes for a minute, I will give you a surprise."

An Qier glanced at Zhao Ziyang strangely, and chose to close her eyes obediently.

In 1 minute, Angel heard the messy footsteps in the ward, and a scent of flowers that was so familiar to her nostrils, she couldn't help showing a girl's happy smile.

"Okay, open your eyes." Zhao Ziyang gently pinched Angel's nose.

The eyes opened slowly, and what came in was a delicate fiery red. There were roses everywhere, some in full bloom and some in bud. These roses turned the ward into a sea of ​​red.No, no, not only in the ward, but also on the window sill, on the tree outside the window, as long as the eyes can see, there are red roses that symbolize love.

"Thank you!" Angel's eyes were shining with crystal clear blue, revealing all the joy and happiness in her heart.

Zhao Ziyang stretched out his palm, revealing the angel heart: "Don't throw it away, because I really can't find anyone who is worthy of it, except my little angel."

An Qier raised her neck and asked Zhao Ziyang to wear this angel heart named after her.

"Put your head here." An Qier hooked her fingers at Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang stretched out his head as he said, and was immediately wrapped around his neck by Angel's arm, and then a wet lip was printed on it.Angel rewarded Zhao Ziyang with a deep kiss, which was the biggest response she could make now.

"How could the leader Ye Meigui fall in love with the leader? Damn, there must be something wrong with the leader's eyes..."

"Flash point, don't you think it's very unpleasant for you to stand here?" Zhao Ziyang pointed at the flash point leaning against the door without turning his head.

"Ha, boss, I'm wishing you all the best. I wish you and Captain Ye Meigui a good relationship for a hundred years, and give birth to a small special soldier or a little rose as soon as possible, hahaha..."

Zhao Ziyang's body shook, and his face changed.

"What's wrong?" Angel asked strangely.

"It's nothing, your lips are more fragrant than roses." Zhao Ziyang smiled and kissed Angel deeply.

These rare days are quite leisurely, Zhao Ziyang gave full play to all his strengths, went to the Chinese restaurant to cook Chinese food for Angel every day, kept Angel's mouth in his mouth, and even learned to eat Chinese butter with Zhao Ziyang, And shouted delicious.

She wondered why Zhao Ziyang could cook, but when she knew that Zhao Ziyang had been cooking for himself since he was 9 years old, she hugged him tightly and asked to go to China to thank his parents who raised him.This kind of man is not only rare in China, but also very rare anywhere in the world, not because he can cook, but because he can cook while he is fighting abroad.

When Angel's injury was recuperating under careful treatment, an uninvited visitor came to the Red Cross Hospital. This person Zhao Ziyang had met him once, and that was Sir Philip whom he met in the London Night Division.

"I'm glad that Captain Ye Meigui has recovered from his injuries." Sir Philip, who came uninvited, put a bouquet of flowers in a vase, with a friendly smile on his face.

When he saw Philip in the first day of junior high school, Zhao Ziyang didn't think of who he was. Although he was surrounded by foreigners, it was a pity that he still couldn't get rid of the problem of looking at the faces of foreigners who were very different.But the other party's well-dressed clothes, as well as the iconic noble and arrogant tone and expression, gave him such a familiar feeling in his mind.

"Sir Philip, thank you for the flowers." Angel nodded to Philip, her face as cold as before.

It was only then that Zhao Ziyang remembered who Philip was. He smiled and stretched out his right hand to Philip, but he was wondering why this British nobleman came to him.

"Please forgive me for being an uninvited guest." Philip bowed slightly and shook hands with Zhao Ziyang, took out his phone, dialed a series of numbers and handed them to Zhao Ziyang, saying, "I was introduced by Luca, she said you can help me."

Zhao Ziyang who answered the phone heard Linghu's voice from inside.

"Special soldier, I introduced you to a big business. Remember to give me 20.00% of the introduction fee. I am very short of money now, very short of money."

"Where are you now?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Oxford Town, I won't tell you anymore. I'm very busy. Say hello to little Angel for me. That's all, bye."

Zhao Ziyang returned the phone to Philip, and stretched out his hand to signal to talk in another place.

The three of them came to the room specially prepared by the Red Cross for lurkers. Basically no one came here, and it was a special thing that was only exchanged for a large donation.

"Sir Philip, what kind of help do you need?" Zhao Ziyang took out a bottle of red wine from the closet, shook it and said: "Lafite in 82, you must use the best wine for distinguished guests, I think you will like it .”

"Yes, I like it very much." Philip nodded and smiled reservedly, and said to Angel: "But what I like most is that Captain Ye Meigui is well. This is my blessing."

"Thank you." Angel, who was sitting on the sofa with her back straight, her hands folded on her lap, thanked her reservedly, releasing the noble aura of her family background.

There must be a way to treat someone. Although lurkers are very powerful, on many occasions you have to make employers feel that you are not a bunch of rough people.Of course, you have to be brave like a lion in Afghanistan, a nouveau riche in the Persian Gulf, a cowboy in America, a warlord in Africa, and an aristocrat in Europe.

"The family of the leader of Ignorant Rose is..." Philip asked in surprise when he saw Angel's sitting posture.

"It's just a small family in Germany, not worth mentioning." Angel said naturally, with a hint of arrogance on her cold face.

Nobles and nobles are always the same, they can feel each other's breath.In ancient Europe, even a declining nobleman would be respected, even a king.Nobility represents the cultural heritage of a family, which is the most precious and something to be proud of.

"Sir Philip, can you guess what my family is?" Zhao Ziyang interrupted Philip's continued interrogation, and changed the subject while pouring red wine. He knew that Angel was unwilling to reveal his family.

"You?" Philip put his eyes on Zhao Ziyang and asked suspiciously: "What family do you come from? Oh, I'm really sorry, I don't know much about Chinese nobles, but can you tell me something about it?"

Passing half a glass of blood-red wine to Philip, Zhao Ziyang poured another glass of water for Angel, and sat down with his arms around Angel while holding his wine glass.

"No, I'm not an aristocrat, I'm a royal family."

"Royal family?!" Philip's expression changed, it was a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, that's right, the Zhao family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is just worthless now, hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed out loud, he was joking.

"No!" Philip shook his head seriously and said, "Your status is more noble than mine. I think there is nothing wrong with Luca introducing you."

This guy is very hypocritical and cunning, cleverly turning the topic from nobles to intentions.He must have done his homework before coming, otherwise it would be impossible to blurt out that Angel was Ye Meigui.But Linghu wouldn't say such things to him, this little girl has always kept her mouth tight.

Now Zhao Ziyang is waiting for Philip to speak. Now when doing business, the employer is the first to show sincerity. It is no longer the era of planned economy.