He's cute but puritanical

On the other side of the phone, after a few seconds of silence, a very young male voice came, "I don't have wind here, but he Yang there is a fire!"

In order to prevent the phone from being tapped, they start with a code.

Fire means the identity is exposed!

Wind Yu an smell speech, the heart can not help but pull up, even holding the phone hand also unconsciously clench, "what's wrong with him?"

At that end, Han Jun's voice became heavy. "Three days ago, he followed their boss to make a deal with the Italian mafia. He secretly shot a live trading video, trying to send it back to China, but was found. They were thrown into the sea to feed the sharks on the spot

Hello, shark?

These cruel bastards!

Although Feng Yu'an only got along with them for only three months, he still established a profound revolutionary friendship.

Especially in a foreign country, even if they have never contacted each other, they are the spiritual support of each other.

Knowing that someone is fighting with her in silence not far away, as long as she thinks of this, she has a reason to persist.

At this time, she heard that he Yang was killed, and her eyes were red on the spot, but she still did not want to believe the bad news, "is the news reliable? Is Zhang Yang really dead? "

Han Jun also said, "well, in order to make an example to others, their eldest brother photographed all the process of Zhang Yang being beaten up and thrown into the sea."

"Those inhuman animals!" Feng Yu'an clenched his teeth and said, "don't worry, I won't let he Yang die in vain! I will not let go of any of those who killed him! "

"Feng Yu'an, I didn't tell you the news to make you angry."

"Well, I know." Feng Yu an nodded, "you should be careful not to expose yourself."

Han Jun also nodded, "I know, you are also careful."

Han Jun also hung up the phone over there. Feng Yu'an was about to put the receiver back, but suddenly he had a strange feeling. Not far behind him, it seemed that a line of sight was falling on him.

Her eyes narrowed, she clenched the phone in her hand again and dialed out

"hello? Is that mom? Do you know, I miss you so much I know you miss me too, don't you? I'm sorry that you are still in prison. I'm sorry, I'm sorry... "

As she spoke, her voice began to choke.

In the end, I just hold the receiver and cry in the phone.

I don't know how long she cried, but Feng Yu'an could still feel that the sight did not disappear.

As undercover agents, when they were in the devil's training camp, the coach had specially trained their sensitivity to crisis.

Her sensitivity and responsiveness are the most powerful among those students, so this is the reason why the headmaster places high hopes on her.

Feng Yuan put the receiver back, lifted his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted his mood.

After leaving the phone booth, she turned and walked towards the hospital.

When her figure disappeared at the corner of the street, a tall figure came out of the dark and went in the direction of the telephone booth.

And then the man picked up the phone.

Soon a female voice came over the phone saying, "sorry, the number you dialed is empty."

Thousands of night put down the phone, recall just Feng Yu'an holding the phone crying expression, can not help frowning.

He didn't show up here to watch Feng Yu'an. He just came out to buy a snack in the middle of the night and happened to see her.

The woman ran out of the hospital in the middle of the night, but she cried to the empty number. What was it for?

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