Driver of The Beautiful CEO

Chapter 227: I will look forward to it

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What Ouyang Yaoqin said was the truth, Liu Yanbo didn't refute it, and he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

From the day he married Yin Hanruo, Liu Yanbo could have predicted that his future life would start to deviate from the track he had envisioned when he first came to Haishi. trend out of control.

Things in the world really change rapidly!

But the path you choose, after all, you have to go down by yourself, right

Still want to stay in obscurity

In fact, it is not impossible, but compared to the ensuing troubles and the crisis that may expose the past, Liu Yanbo is more reluctant to cut off the existing fetters——

He has never been an honest person, most of the time he is doing something that is not what he says.

Liu Yanbo had nothing to say, so Ouyang Yaoqin didn't bother to say any more, picked up the coat that was on the sofa, and prepared to leave.

Her purpose for coming this time is twofold, and it is indeed a mixture of public and private—

One, it is for selfishness;

As one of the few close friends of Li Feiyu's boudoir, she needs to come and try Liu Yanbo in person to see if he is capable of being a personal bodyguard for a week.

The second is for the public;

Liu Yanbo killed Night Walker, who was ranked seventeenth in the world's killer rankings. Leaving aside Li Feiyu's personal safety, this was considered a good thing for the country and the people;

On the contrary, from the perspective of the country and the people, Liu Yanbo has been known to the outside world for too long, with too many uncertain factors, and it is even more difficult to distinguish whether it is good or bad—

But the only thing that is certain is - if he appeared in the sea market because he had some plan that is not conducive to society, then the harm he can bring is definitely much more serious than the harm caused by the night walker.

Therefore, investigating what kind of person Liu Yanbo was in the past is one of the tasks assigned by the superior to Ouyang Yaoqin's visit to Haishi this time.

Fortunately, this mission is not so urgent, at least there is no unscrupulous requirement like previous missions, otherwise she would not choose this place as the place to meet for the first time.

Now, her first purpose of coming here has obviously been achieved, Liu Yanbo's strength is completely beyond imagination, more than enough to be Li Feiyu's personal bodyguard.

As for the second

The superior didn't ask to rush at this moment, and if Li Feiyu was present, it wouldn't be easy to use any special measures. Tonight's inquiry was just a vaccination first.

"Mr. Liu, we will meet again." Ouyang Yaoqin said lightly.

At this time, Liu Yanbo was no longer silent, he nodded, and his tone became more sincere: "I will look forward to it."

As soon as this sentence came out, it seemed that he had returned to the past in a trance.

He still remembered that many years ago, he said the same thing to her sister...

Nine years ago, somewhere in the Middle East.

The sky was reddened by the sunset, the blood on the ground had not yet penetrated into the sand, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. A few vultures were circling in the air, making disgusting chirps from time to time.

There are many, many people around, but only three are still alive, an old man, a dying woman, and a black-robed man whose face cannot be seen.

"Can I see your face?" The woman leaned against the black-robed man's arms, tremblingly raised her right hand that was still dripping with blood.

She is currently in a very bad physical condition, with many bullet holes and knife wounds on her body, and the blood is almost drained. After raising her hand, she can't even touch the black hat and veil worn on the head of the black-robed man.

The man in black grabbed the woman's raised hand, gently put it back on her body, and then took off the hat on his head, revealing an ugly face, the black birthmark almost covered He has half his face.

This is what he looks like

The woman was not frightened. For a person who was about to die, there was probably nothing in this world worth her fearing. She just felt a little regretful and disappointed.

The man in black put the hat aside, but didn't stop there. He groped under the right earlobe and slowly tore off a piece of human skin mask—

This is a boy who looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. His appearance is pretty, but he is by no means handsome. The only thing that makes people feel special is his eyes——

They are gray, just like death, without any vitality;

But they are clear and bright, without any flaws like the light of the bright moon and stars;

These eyes are like the combination of a devil and an angel. It seems that there is no hope, but it seems to be full of hope.

The woman looked at the young man, looked at his face, and suddenly smiled shallowly. The smile was very difficult, but it was really beautiful. The blood on that face was like a blooming flower, and there was a lot of anger in the voice that seemed like a spring. A bit playful and gentle: "Little brother, what's your name? How old are you this year?"

The young man looked at this woman who "judged people by their appearance", and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth. His voice was no longer hoarse and low-pitched when they first met, but he was still very indifferent: "My name is Liu Yanbo. I am seventeen years old this year. age."

"Seventeen years old...my sister is as old as you." The woman whispered, "I really hope to see her again."

Her voice was very soft, but others could still hear it clearly. The sadness on the face of the old man who hadn't spoken just now became more intense, just like the old father who sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man, trembling. His voice seemed to stagnate at any time due to excessive sadness: "My child, I am sorry for you..."

"Old Wen..." The woman called softly, with a gentle and unrepentant smile on her face. "You should still call me 'Suzaku', so that I can die with more pride."

Suzaku bears the "name" of the country. (The name here does not refer to the name of the country.)

This is her responsibility and mission, and also the greatest honor in her life—

To die for the country and the people is what you deserve!

"I know, I know..." Mr. Wen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes softly, and slowly stood up.

He was condescending, although there was yellow sand sticking to his face, and there were a few wrinkled and damaged clothes, but this slightly embarrassed appearance could not conceal the majesty that had returned to his previous state in an instant.

"Suzaku, thank you." Elder Wen bowed deeply.

This thank you not only represents his personal gratitude to her, but also the affirmation that the country should give her.

The country's Suzaku no longer had the strength to raise her hand to salute another military salute, but the uncomplaining smile on her face and the reverence in her eyes clearly expressed the indescribable emotion in words and words. He said incisively and vividly: "Old Wen, take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at Liu Yanbo again, her voice became smaller and smaller: "Liu Yanbo, don't forget what you promised me, you have to believe that one day, you will live Proud as I am…”

No one spoke anymore, and no one shed any more blood. Everything seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

She closed her eyes, with a frozen smile on her face, like eternal youth, imprinted in their hearts...

I don't know how long it took, when the strong wind blew and the yellow sand flew all over the sky, Liu Yanbo's indifferent face like a glacier rock suddenly showed a pure and warm smile like a child, and said softly: "I will look forward to it. "