The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The reality of this world is exhausting, no matter what you get, you have to pay for what you get, or even more.

Zhao Ziyang, who met his parents with a living identity, will inevitably pay the corresponding price after feeling the family affection that is thicker than water.Now he is not a simple special soldier in the past, but a mercenary who can't stop. He clearly remembers the scene of going to the brothers' houses of Lao Xu and Mengzi, and even more remembers what happened to his sister-in-law after the death of the captain. These things make him have to go revenge.Revenge is not for those who lost their sons and husbands, but for himself to give an explanation to his brothers, because he is the only one who survived, and since he is alive, this hatred must be heavily pressed on his heart.

"Yangzi, why did you still get shot, tell mom what's going on?" Mother wiped away her tears and asked Zhao Ziyang with distressed face.

"Hehe, Mom, I was accidentally injured while chasing the robbers. It's okay." Zhao Ziyang explained with a smile while holding his mother's hand.

Angel at the side turned her head away when she heard these words, met the sly eyes of the little wild cat, and looked a little uncomfortable on her snow-white face.

"What robbers did it? What have you been doing all these years?" Mother continued to ask.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Ziyang's father coughed twice to stop his wife from continuing to ask.

"Why do you ask so many questions?" The father said with a calm face, "Isn't it enough for the son to be fine?"

This sentence relieved Zhao Ziyang. If his mother continued to ask, he really didn't know what to say.

"Dad." Zhao Ziyang smiled at his father and blinked his eyes.

Father came over, threw the bank card and the piece of paper to Zhao Ziyang, and said with a straight face: "I can still recognize your left handwriting, and there is a report card that you used to write with your left hand in the desk."

Zhao Ziyang felt embarrassed. He did write his own report card with his left hand before, but it was a long time ago, and he didn't expect his father to still keep it.Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyang felt that he was surrounded by warmth, and his eyes became moist again.

"Okay." Father waved his hand and said, "Take good care of your wounds and let your mother cook some of your favorite dishes for you tonight."

His father has always been like this. He has hardly given Zhao Ziyang any good face since he was a child. He is strict with his father and loving mother. Zhao Ziyang feels this very deeply.

"Yangzi, why don't you introduce these friends of yours." Father Lu smiled at Angel and the others. He didn't smile at his son, but it didn't mean he would be mean to his son's friends.

As soon as this sentence was said, the little wild cat who had been idle all the time threw away the melon seeds and rushed to say: "Uncle, my name is Little Wild Cat! Uh...that's my nickname, my real name is...Wang Yumei."

Speaking of his name, Little Wild Cat twitched for a while, and gave Zhao Ziyang a hard look, because that bastard Zhao Ziyang often laughed at his name.

"Her name is Angel, and her name is Luca." Little Wild Cat pointed to Angel and Linghu and said to Zhao Ziyang's parents: "We are all good friends of Zhao Ziyang."

This good friend is not so simple in Zhao Ziyang's mother's mind. When she looked at the two foreign girls, Angel, and the cute little wild cat, a smile burst out on her face, and even the wrinkles faded a lot. .

"Yangzi, is this girl named Wang Yumei your girlfriend?" The mother asked Zhao Ziyang, and before he could answer, she walked towards the little wild cat, and affectionately held the little wild cat's hand to ask for warmth.

"Mom!" Zhao Ziyang yelled.

"Girl, where is your family? How many people are there? How many brothers are there in your family?..." A series of questions came from the mother's mouth, and the little wild cat was stunned for a while.

But the little wild cat answered truthfully, telling Zhao Ziyang's mother how many people were in her family, what did the father do, what did the mother do, what did the family do, and so on.

Zhao Ziyang glanced at An Qier with a wry smile on his face.

The father also shook his head helplessly, patted Zhao Ziyang's shoulder lightly and said: "Let her go, your mother has been flipping through your photos in a daze every day for more than a year, and seeing you bring such a beautiful girl must be thinking too much. "

Zhao Ziyang saw the deep wrinkles on his father's forehead and knew that his father was also having a hard time, but he couldn't be like his mother, otherwise his mother would lose all support.

"Have you ever thought about when you and Yoko will get married?"

"Ah?!" The little wild cat opened its mouth wide, pointed at itself and asked, "Me?"

The mother pulled the little wild cat lovingly, her eyes definitely regarded the little wild cat as her daughter-in-law.

"Mom!" Zhao Ziyang couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly: "That's not it, this is it!"

Zhao Ziyang pointed to An Qier who was sitting on the hospital bed, and clearly told his mother that An Qier was his girlfriend.

Both mother and father were stunned at the same time, looking at the beautiful Angel in disbelief.

"Little bastard, it's fine, I found a foreign wife." After being dazed, the father gave a soft compliment, with a hint of complacency and pride in his eyes.

Zhao Ziyang knew what his father's vision meant: to win glory for the country!This veteran is so old, why does he still smell like a soldier?

At this time, Angel's fair and tender cheeks had a beautiful blush, and she blushed. There are few people who can make Ye Meigui blush, but that doesn't mean there are none.

Zhao Ziyang's mother immediately shifted her gaze, and hurried to An Qi'er's side to ask her about her health and well-being.

"Mom..." An Qier called Zhao Ziyang's mother in jerky Chinese, blushing to the base of her neck.

She didn't know what the most appropriate name to call, so she just called it like Zhao Ziyang, anyway, he once said that the Chinese tradition is that if you follow a dog, you are a dog, and if you follow a chicken, you are a chicken.

Upon hearing this address, Zhao Ziyang's mother was overjoyed.

"Half-breeds are smart!"

"Pfft..." The little wild cat spat out its pouting mouth. She didn't expect Zhao Ziyang's mother to be so interesting.

Linghu on the side pouted, looking at Zhao Ziyang's family, his face was obviously not very happy.But this little girl is fine, even though she is not very happy, she will definitely not cause trouble, all she wants is Zhao Ziyang's strongest sperm.

The entire ward was filled with warmth from Zhao Ziyang's mother's nagging, but Zhao Ziyang was sure that his mother suffered too much mental shock after her accident, which made her unable to restrain her nagging at all. This was a different kind of mental syndrome. There is no cure.

In the evening, Zhao Ziyang's mother cooked a lot of delicious meals, which satisfied Zhao Ziyang's mouth, and also satisfied the mouths of Angel, Linghu and Xiaoyemao.It was almost twelve o'clock at night when Zhao Ziyang's mother reluctantly left the hospital with her father. During this time, she repeated what she had said and asked what she had asked, confirming Zhao Ziyang's guess.

But his father told him: For more than a year, my mother hardly spoke...

"Zhao Ziyang, your mother's cooking is really delicious, especially tile fish." The little wild cat grinned.

"You should go to bed, little wild cat." Zhao Ziyang glared at the little wild cat, this little girl eats nothing but eats.

"Hee hee hee, well, I wish you a baby soon." The little wild cat readily agreed, and pulled Linghu out.

"But..." Linghu, who was pulled by the little wild cat, turned his head, a little unwilling to leave.

"But what? Do you still want to give birth to a baby for Zhao Ziyang?" The little wild cat curled his lips and pulled Linghu out, scolding his head and face: "You are so disappointing, what's so good about Zhao Ziyang?"

The spirit fox who was scolded opened his eyes wide, looked at the little wild cat in surprise, and said in a low voice: "Little wild cat, how did you know that I was going to give a test to the special forces... Oh no, baby?"

"You really think so?" The little wild cat looked at the fox like a monster.

Linghu nodded seriously, and said mysteriously close to the little wild cat's ear: "If you guess it, don't tell me, keep it a secret, or I won't take you to play racing."

The little wild cat nodded, patted his cheek vigorously and told himself that he was dreaming, and all he heard were dreams!

Zhao Ziyang in the ward got into Angel's bed, hugged Angel, and let her nestle comfortably in his arms.

"Yang, your mother has a mental illness." An Qier, who closed her eyes and enjoyed Zhao Ziyang's embrace, whispered, "This has something to do with you."

"I know." Zhao Ziyang nodded, sighed and said, "I didn't expect it to become like this, really."

"Mom wants a baby, shall we have one?" An Qier put a smile on her face, and slipped into Zhao Ziyang's arms and said, "Perhaps this will ease and control her condition."

Hearing these words, Zhao Ziyang smiled, but the moment the smile bloomed on his face, it became extremely bitter: Angel has lost the right to be a mother, and there will be no children between them.

Seemingly sensing something was wrong with Zhao Ziyang, An Qier opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Ziyang's bitter cheeks, with a hint of doubt on her face.

"Yang, what's wrong with you? It seems that you are not happy?"

"No, hehehe, I'm very happy." Zhao Ziyang smiled, kissed Angel's forehead and said to her, "Of course you can have a baby, but we're not married yet."

"Then let's get married!" An Qier looked very excited, put her arms around Zhao Ziyang's neck and said, "I agree to my proposal!"

"When did I propose to you?" Zhao Ziyang asked in surprise.

"Angel heart!" Angel said happily: "Don't think that only a ring is considered a marriage proposal. In our aristocratic circle, if someone gives you this kind of ruby ​​necklace, it is also a marriage proposal. Do you understand? I promise you, so we can When you get married, you can have a baby.”

"Eh... just pretend I have proposed..." Zhao Ziyang smiled embarrassedly, he really didn't know this kind of aristocrat still had such a saying.

"Then we can get married and have a baby!" An Qier kissed Zhao Ziyang excitedly, and said with longing: "After giving birth to a baby, your mother will get better. Do you know that she keeps asking me about my baby today?" The things, the names are all thought of by us.”

Zhao Ziyang, who was smiling happily, felt extremely bitter in his heart.He knew that it was Angel who wanted a child, not just for his mother.

"I like your family!" Angel continued: "Your family is very warm, although it is not aristocratic. I hate nobles, I hate my family, I don't feel warm at home, I want to live in China, in your home, May I?"

"Yes, of course you can. Of course you will live with me after you marry me." Zhao Ziyang said with a smile: "However, getting married and having a baby is a big deal. We can't just let our family say yes. We must ask your family's consent. .Marriage is sacred, and a marriage without the blessing of the parents is not perfect, isn't that the Catholic way?"

Angel nodded vigorously, opened her beautiful big eyes and said to her: "Yang, I will take you back to Germany, and I will tell my parents about our affairs, I think they will agree!"

"Yes, that's how it should be." Zhao Ziyang pinched Angel's nose and said dotingly: "If your parents agree, then there is no problem."

Angel smiled, and pressed Zhao Ziyang's head to her cheek.

Zhao Ziyang, who was leaning against Angel's cheek, naturally looked for Angel's lips and kissed her, as if when they were together, they would always start with a kiss, and then they would be entangled together, comforting each other, and relieving each other of the physical and mental pressure .

But when he was about to kiss An Qier, he was pushed away, and then Zhao Ziyang saw Angel's cold cheeks instantly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ziyang asked strangely.

"Tell me, did you kiss the ice angel?" Angel was very serious.

"No, I swear not!" Zhao Ziyang raised his hand and swore.

"But Pussycat said she saw it."

"She lied!" Zhao Ziyang argued.

"Really?" Angel looked puzzled, her left hand walked gently on Zhao Ziyang's body, and reached down.

"Aww..." Zhao Ziyang yelled, turning into a bitter melon face, begging: "An Qier, don't mess around, that place is too fragile and cannot withstand tossing."

"Yang!" Angel warned Zhao Ziyang with a frosty face, "If I find out that you are messing with other women, I promise to castrate you!"

"Hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed loudly, kissed Angel's mouth arrogantly and said: "Don't worry, if there is such a day, I will let you bite it off."

"Are you sure it's not Binghuo?"

"If it was Binghuo, I would never mess around outside, hehehe..."

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