The President's Best Wife

Chapter 459: The Treasure of My Heart 4, Meiji Court. Fan

Han Lin's marksmanship was very good, the old man knelt on the leg that was hit, the pain was torn apart, his eyes were stained with anger, his canthus were cracked, and he looked even more crazy at this moment.

He reached out to touch the gun that had been dropped because he was shot through his calf. One step faster than him, I smashed it.

The old man looked at me with murderous intent: "Boy, you did too much. I didn't hurt you substantially, you..."

I thought the old man was kind of funny and blamed me for being too hard on him.

If it weren't for the weirdness of what happened just now, I think the shot that hit the ground would not have been a leg bone but a skull.

The old woman began to chant again. I thought the weird red light was about to appear again. Seeing that there were only traces of inscriptions and runes left under my feet, I felt vigilant.

I held my breath and waited for the weirdness to appear, but I didn't wait for the weird red light. Instead, I heard the rushing and orderly steps in my ears.

Han Lin appeared, with a vigorous figure, came to my side in twos and twos, and fought with my back.

"There is an ambush nearby for this grandson." Han Lin said indifferently, and at the same time pressed the headset signal to transmit, and said to the person on the other end: "There is an ambush, come to support quickly."

Han Lin stared at the old man, put on a portable pistol, picked up the old man from the ground, pointed the gun at him, and said viciously: "Damn it, I should have shot you just now."

To be honest, I also regret it a bit. I really should have killed these two veterans at that time.

A voice came from Hanlin's headset, "Deputy Commander Han, we are in an ambush and cannot provide support."

I lowered my eyelids and heard the sound approaching.

Han Lin and I held the hostages alone and walked out. The old man had bloody footprints on every step and was still cursing.

"I have the aura of the country and the temple, you bastard, you promised me that you would lure me, why didn't you move?" The old man struggled and wanted to kick the ragged old woman with his other foot.

I still think this old man is a strange thing, life and death are at stake, and he is still talking about the great temple of the country, which is more important than his life?

Those who came to support were ambushed, and the two of them were also surrounded by people.

"Old woman, can you tell me if this can be done?" The old man didn't care about his own life or death at all. There are so many people here and they don't say anything like saving lives. Instead, they are still paying attention to other messy things.

I don't know what the old woman said, trembling, the old man spat hard.

"Boy, I really didn't do anything to you, and I didn't commit a crime. You hurt my leg, and I don't care about you. Let us go." The old man negotiated with me, "If you don't let go, the two of you , even if you have the ability to shake the sky, it is impossible to resist the attack of my people."

It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and judge the situation, but what I can't stand the most is being threatened by others.

Han Lin lowered the old man's temples, I stared at him, and said coldly: "Either come with us, or die here together. A man died for the country, and his heart is as good as history. I have no complaints or regrets."

Hearing what I said, the old man opened his mouth in a daze, "You must be sick. If you are young, you will die. I haven't lived enough yet."

I:"……"

Han Lin painted a camouflage face with a sarcastic smile: "This old man is interesting."

In the stalemate, the voice of the command room of the headquarters came from the Hanlin headset.

After hearing this, Han Lin looked at me, and whispered: "This old man is from Dragon Tongue Island, and he is not bound by the United Nations. He has a good status and is an emperor's teacher."

Emperor teacher?

Times have changed, and the position of imperial teacher only exists in countries that still retain a constitutional monarchy. Unlike democracy, power is controlled by the monarch.

The old man was revered throughout the country as the sovereign's teacher.

Now that he looks like this, it is indeed a bit tricky.

Dragon Tongue Island is neither friendly nor hostile to my country. If he is allowed to stay in our country, then enmity with Dragon Tongue Island will be the inevitable result.

I am not a war advocate, and the peace and happiness of the people are hard-won.

The old man was very close to us, so he heard some of it naturally. He patted his chest and promised, "Boy, I like you. Don't worry, I will never make things difficult for you. As long as you let me go, I will definitely not say that I was discounted by you."

"Are you so kind?" I naturally knew that there is no good thing in the world, "What conditions?"

"Give me a drop of your blood." The old man stared at my fingers frantically, and I frowned subconsciously.

"Old man, want my blood?" I sneered.

When the old man heard my words, he was so excited that he ignored the pain in his calf and forced himself to stand up, "Yes, will you give it?"

"Could it be possible to use my blood to do a paternity test with you? I have had a paternity test since I was born, and my blood is pure." My joking tone made this old head repel him like he ate a fly.

"What? Disappointed? Why doesn't the crazy old man stay in Dragon Tongue Island and come out for a stroll?" He wanted my blood, and made another sacrificial altar, which looked like a person with a mental disorder. Isn't it because he is old and has dementia?

Thinking about it this way, I instantly felt that this old man was unreliable.

"I'm serious. Can the dragon's tongue island trap me? You just say whether to give it or not?" The old man became impatient.

"Why don't you give it?"

"Don't let it be a big deal and die together. Anyway, at this age, there is not much life left." The old man's tone was broken. Didn't he just say that he didn't live enough?
The foreword does not match the afterword.

It's just that I didn't expect that the drop of blood I gave him would make him so crazy——

It was the blood of a mercenary.

The old man left the country, and I received a note from him.

"Boy, we'll see you later."

Wen Qiao's father rushed over after receiving the news, his face was dusty and anxious.

"Lieutenant General Ming, what's the matter with my daughter?" Wen Boshi's attitude clearly felt that it was my problem. Father and daughter are connected. Wen Qiao is a well-behaved daughter as a father, and Wen Boshi knew it all too well.

I told the process of the matter again, and every word seemed to poke my heart.

The disbelief on Wen Boshi's face was followed by a man as strong as a rock, with tears in his eyes, and he punched me a few times. The pain in my body was far less than the pain in my heart.

"That's my daughter, she's only 17 years old, how could you do this!!! Meiji Court, how dare you!" He landed his fist on his body with surprisingly strong force, and his ribs broke with a snap.

The doctor from the hospital came in time and distanced me from him.

"I will be responsible!" Apart from this sentence, I really don't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)