Tang Wan didn't know that the danger was coming, and he was still fighting wits with the fans, so that the fans could see him, but they couldn't catch him. After teasing the fans, he finally got tired of playing and pressed Da Zhuang on the table as a pillow.
"Tired, I don't want to move, I want to go home." Tang Wan rubbed the soft "pillow", straightened his two long legs, lying sluggishly, like a big jelly that couldn't be lifted.
Zong He turned his head and licked his forehead, "Go back when you're tired from playing, stupid."
Tang Wan pulled his tail angrily, "Your mouth really resembles your uncle! Your mouth is really poisonous!"
Zong He was silent for a while, hooked Gou Tang Wan's finger with his paw, and said seriously: "After I go back, I will tell you something."
"Hey, there's a little secret?" Tang Wan squeezed the paw pads in front of her eyes with a smile, "Okay, tell me when you get back, which little girl in your class do you like, and did you secretly stuff them with snacks?" ?”
Zong He withdrew his paw tiredly, he was serious, he didn't want to hide his identity anymore, it was too troublesome.
On the aircraft, Tang Wan hugged Da Zhuang, leaning his head on the seat, drowsy.
Ji Yan thoughtfully laid the chair flat, and the four seats formed a soft slump. Tang Wan lay comfortably on it, yawned with the cat in his arms, and told Ji Yan: "Xiao Ji, call me when you get home. I."
Zong He pulled the blanket next to him with his paws, Ji Yan hurriedly covered them, Zong He lay in Tang Wan's arms with satisfaction, and closed his eyes.
The aircraft slowed down and flew steadily and slowly. Ji Yan adjusted the temperature inside the aircraft to make Tang Wan sleep more comfortably. Not long after leaving the playground, Tang Wan fell asleep.
After a while, Zong He opened his eyes vigilantly, and got out of Tang Wan's arms. Ji Yan followed his gaze to look out the window, sensitively aware that something was wrong.
People who face danger all the year round will always have an extra perception ability than normal people. This ability allows them to predict the coming of danger in advance and become vigilant by conditioned reflex.
Ji Yan asked softly: "Marshal, do you want to wake up Madam?"
Zong He looked outside coldly, "Wake him up in three minutes and give him a two-minute buffer time. Five minutes later, the aircraft will pass over the abandoned No. 1002 transfer station. If they want to do something, it must be there."
Ji Yan responded calmly, unscrewed the button on his wrist, dressed in a black combat uniform, and was ready for battle.
Zong He shook his head, "Don't let him see you like this in the future."
Ji Yan:
Zong He disliked: "Scare him."
Ji Yan obediently returned the combat uniform, not daring to refute.
Zong He was still sitting beside Tang Wan's pillow, looking outside calmly, counting the time silently.
Three minutes later, Tang Wan was woken up by Ji Yan, and asked with a blank face, "What's wrong?"
Ji Yan squatted beside Tang Wan, and said obediently: "Our aircraft will be attacked in two minutes, don't be afraid."
Tang Wan glanced outside, the scenery was the same as usual, but since Ji Yan said so, the time is still so tight, Tang Wan would never ask questions to slow down, he immediately grabbed the cat sitting next to him He hugged the kitten in his arms, rubbed the kitten's head, and said firmly in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Zong He: "..."
Sure enough, as Zong He expected, when it reached the sky above the abandoned transfer station No. 1002, the ground suddenly launched an attack. The aircraft instantly dodged the particle cannon fired from below. Facing Steel Wings, it instantly transformed into a fighter jet.
And Tang Wan's sitting position has been moved to the innermost place, becoming the position of the command center. The four chairs were separated again and moved to the commanding position. Tang Wan hugged the cat in his arms with a dazed expression: Damn it! Transformed!
Before he could react, the safety buckle on the seat had automatically tied his waist, firmly fixing him on the seat. A seat in front of the aircraft bounced over from the position of the nose. The pilot was a big man with a bald head. I'm not nervous even now, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, I'm applying for the ability to freely use fighters, and I want the right to fight back!"
Tang Wan didn't even think about it, "Here!"
This is not nonsense, do not fight back and wait to be beaten? If you want to evade and apply in advance, you will be beaten down long ago.
After the bald-headed brother got the right words, the fighter plane immediately spun 180 degrees, followed by a tumbling under the head, Tang Wan's head buzzed, and there was a rumbling outside, flames splashed, and the bald-headed brother blew a whistle , happily said: "Report madam! The little crawl who followed us has been solved!"
Tang Wan just wanted to vomit, but couldn't say anything, this buddy is a bit of a tiger!
At this time, another round of particle cannons was launched, accompanied by a few dilapidated aircraft crashing towards him in a suicidal manner. Tang Wan's head was buzzing, and he hugged the cat in his arms tightly, his face turning pale.
In order to avoid danger, the fighter plane spun, tumbled, and even circled more than 700 degrees. Tang Wan, who had never received training in this area, couldn't help it anymore, and retched twice, his lips were white.
Seeing him like this, Zong He couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to get out of Tang Wan's arms.
Tang Wan endured his dizziness and struggled to grab Zong He, only touching the tip of his tail. Tang Wan called him anxiously: "It's dangerous, Da Zhuang!"
Zong He sighed, "Actually, I want to have a good talk with you when I go back, but it's a pity, close your eyes, I'll be back soon."
Tang Wan's eyes widened in shock, before he could understand what it meant, he watched Zai Da Zhuang grow bigger and bigger, turning into the two-meter-long black and gold tiger he was familiar with, followed by a faint With a flash of light, Zong He, who was wearing a black military combat uniform, appeared in front of his eyes. Tang Wan was completely dumbfounded, Da Zhuang... turned into Zong He!
At this time, there was no time to explain anything to him, Zong He said in a deep voice: "The rear warehouse is open, I want to go down."
The driver finally became serious, "Marshal, it's too dangerous for you to go down alone, the situation below is unknown, let alone you already..."
Zong He became impatient, seeing that the next wave of attacks was coming, Tang Wan was the one who suffered, and he said coldly: "Execute the order!"
"Yes!" The bald head didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, the rear compartment of the fighter plane was opened, and Tang Wan watched Zong He jump from the hatch.
"Zong He!" Tang Wan didn't care about the reason for the transformation, his nervous heart was raised, but unfortunately he was firmly confined on the seat and couldn't even stand up.
Ji Yan pressed his shoulders and said in relief: "Madam, don't worry, this is just a small scene, the Marshal will be back soon, please close your eyes and don't look at it."
"What?" Tang Wan was looking out the window, trying to find traces of Zong He, but Ji Yan covered his eyes in the next second.
Ji Yan's voice was very soft, as gentle and obedient as usual, slowly comforting Tang Wan's tense nerves: "Madam, if the Marshal doesn't want you to watch it, don't watch it."
Tang Wan calmed down, sat still and let Ji Yan cover his eyes, he knew what was going on outside without looking, he really couldn't imagine how Zong He defeated so many people by himself, he was just worried that Zong He would not Will be dangerous, will not be injured. In this situation, if you want to survive, you have to kill people. Zong He didn't want him to see him killing people, he understood.
Seeing that he stopped struggling, Ji Yan let go of his hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Tang Wan shook his head, gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and let himself wait calmly. At this moment, the fighter plane suddenly rushed upwards at the speed of light, and the bald man cursed in shock: "Fuck! The marshal has opened up! Who said He lay down for three years with bad legs!"
Tang Wan looked out of the window subconsciously, the scenery just now had disappeared, and everything turned into a piece of pitch black, the whole fighter plane seemed to have entered a vacuum environment, Tang Wan was anxious to find Zong He's shadow again, Ji Yan still held back His shoulders made him calm, "Don't worry Madam, the Marshal has won."
Tang Wan was anxious, "What do you mean?"
Ji Yan said with a smile: "The entire transfer station below has disappeared."
Tang Wan's pupils shrank, "All...disappeared?"
Ji Yan nodded, and said obediently: "Once the marshal is angry, the consequences will be devastating. How much he destroys depends on his mood. Now it is obvious that he is very angry, and he destroyed the entire abandoned transfer station waiting for repair." There's not even a scum left."
Tang Wan breathed a sigh of relief, it doesn't matter if it's destroyed or not, he's just worried, what about Zong He
After waiting anxiously for another three minutes, Tang Wan really felt that the seconds seemed like years. He looked at the hatch at the rear with trepidation, until the hatch opened again, and Zong He's indifferent figure appeared at the door, holding a person in his hand, Tang Wan was so happy that he just wanted to make a sound when he saw Zong He smashing the man to the ground like mud, and the other party groaned, proving that the man was still alive.
"Zong He!" Tang Wan looked at the blood on the opponent's body, and his heart rose again. He tugged at the safety lock wrapped around his waist, but he couldn't figure out the structure of the thing, and he couldn't open it!
Ji Yan quickly opened the safety valve. Tang Wan stood up and ran over nervously. What he didn't expect was that his head was still dizzy from being turned around just now. He was dazed and hit the steel plate next to him without running two steps. He dodged to block Tang Wan, hugged him tightly in his arms, and looked at the person in his arms, his clothes were already stained with blood. Zong He frowned, with annoyance flashing in his eyes, he took the towel handed over by Ji Yan without saying a word, and wanted to wipe Tang Wan clean, but the more he wiped, the dirtier he got, Zong He's face became darker and darker.
Tang Wan sensed what the other party meant, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "It's okay, just go home and wash it off."
Zong He let go of him, wiped his hands clean on his own, and deliberately kept a distance from Tang Wan.
Tang Wan pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to grab Zong He's hand, "The smell can't be wiped off, just go home and wash it off. I'm not a cat's nose, so I can't smell it."
Zong He raised his eyes, his golden eyes fixedly looked at Tang Wan's smiling eyes, and found that he was not afraid of him, nor did he intend to avoid him, so he threw the towel back.
The fighter plane returned to the aircraft mode once, and the lounge became much more spacious. Zong He sat opposite Tang Wan, actively holding Tang Wan's hand, tightly, without saying a word.
Tang Wan was still in shock, and later realized that he had just experienced an assassination, and almost went to the gate of hell again, and after being swayed by the fighter jets so many times, the feeling of wanting to vomit hadn't passed yet. They didn't speak, and the two of them just sat quietly, the atmosphere was very awkward.
Ji Yan checked the person Zong He brought back, and broke the embarrassment with a loud voice, "This is professionally trained, but it's not from the army. Who is it for?"
Zong He said coldly: "If it was aimed at me, you wouldn't be so small."
Tang Wan regained his senses and pointed to his own, "Could it be me?"
Zong He was silent, but his eyes became colder and colder.
Looking at Zong He like this, Tang Wan gradually came to his senses, "Zong He, are you really... big and strong?"
Zong He's face paused, and he gave a faint "um", and the atmosphere became even more embarrassing.
Tang Wan collapsed on the seat in pain. Da Zhuang, who ate and slept together and bathed together before, was raised in his arms as a son, and Da Zhuang, who was kneaded into a hairball in his hands, jumped up weakly They both worked so hard to grow strong, and turned into a murderous partner. Tang Wan thought about all the things that happened before, no wonder Da Zhuang and Zong He had never appeared together, no wonder they looked so similar, he even suspected that Da Zhuang was Zong He's illegitimate son, why didn't he think that Da Zhuang was Zong He He became? !
Lin Bo clearly said before that Da Zhuang's mental strength was unstable and he was cultivating his soul. At that time, Zong He was clearly the one who nourished his soul. His mental strength was not enough to support him into an adult body, so he became a cub. .
No wonder Zong He didn't divorce him as soon as he opened his eyes, and didn't let him go, no wonder Zong He knew him so well, Tang Wan covered his face with a pillow in his heart, and felt like crying, son, gone.
"I might be dreaming." After a long time, Tang Wan said this in a dull voice.
Zong He was silent for a while, "Well, I hope so too."
The couple fell into an awkward silence again, Tang Wan was immersed in the heartache of not having a strong son in the future, Zong He was immersed in the embarrassment that he didn't know how to explain and the eight hundred ways to kill the enemy who hurt Tang Wan. In the middle of the day, I didn't say a word until I got home.
It wasn't until the aircraft stopped on the tarmac that Zong He stood up, and hugged Tang Wan who was still feeling overwhelmed.
Tang Wan opened his eyes, struggling to get down, "I will go by myself."
Zong He domineeringly did not let go: "You are uncomfortable."
"It's much better, and it's not terminally ill!"
Zong He still couldn't help saying, and got off the aircraft with Tang Wan in his arms. Lin Bo saw that both of them had blood on their bodies, and ran over nervously. The old man walked like flying, "Who is injured?"
Zong He shook his head, "Nothing, he's dizzy, ask Qi Xinming to show him."
Tang Wan squeezed the buzzing head, and said stiffly: "What doctor are you looking for, I can treat supernatural powers."
Zong He disliked it, "A three-legged cat like you can't be cured."
Tang Wan couldn't laugh or cry, "You are more nervous than me."
Zong He carried him into the treatment room, "Of course, I care about you more than yourself."
The tone of this sentence was actually not pleasant, but Tang Wan felt warm in his heart. The big cat was awkward on other issues, but never awkward on liking him.
Military doctor Qi finished examining Tang Wan, and said weakly: "I was frightened and shaken violently, it's nothing serious, just prescribe some tranquilizing medicine, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep."
From the point of view of a doctor at the level of Doctor Qi, this kind of problem does not need diagnosis and treatment at all, and it is a waste of time and resources. In fact, Zong He should check it now to see if there is any backlash after the Marshal used his mental power? After all, it was the first time to use such a large amount of abilities after recovery.
Then Doctor Qi saw Marshal carefully pick up his partner and send him back to sleep.
Military doctor Qi was silent, and had already judged from the facial expression of the Marshal: He is fine, he has fully recovered!
Tang Wan didn't feel at ease until he was lying on the bed. Seeing Zong He took his clothes to take a bath, Tang Wan finally felt safe when he remembered that his eldest son whom he had raised for more than a year was gone, and his heart was filled with anxiety. Get up on the bed, take out Zong He's clothes from the closet, wrap them in bed sheets, damn it! This big cat didn't say anything, didn't even explain, and went to take a bath so calmly!
As soon as Zong He came out of the shower, Tang Wan slapped him with a big burden!
Tang Wan couldn't help but push him to the door, and threw two fingers at the other party angrily: "One, you lost my eldest son! Second, you lost my eldest son without even an explanation. Are you What kind of attitude? You should reflect on yourself, otherwise you will not be able to live this day!"
Zong He was holding the bag Tang Didun gave him in a daze, and he still didn't understand what Tang Wan meant by coming over.
"You go! Don't come back if you don't have an explanation!" Tang Wan slammed the door angrily, locked several locks, and quickly changed the password.
Zong He stood holding the package in a daze for more than ten seconds, and finally realized that he was kicked out of the bedroom by his partner. The Marshal's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he pressed the switch outside with a cold face, and the system prompted: Permissions have been changed!
Zong He stared at the door stiffly, trying to restrain his urge to break the door with his claws, and turned on the communicator. It was the first time he spoke with such lack of confidence: "Isn't it enough to have an identical one?"
Tang Wan only sent him back an emoji, and Brother Shenshou said coldly: "tui!"
Can it be the same? Not one at all! Attitude matters, attitude! Is it interesting to hide it from him for so long? !
"Marshal!" Standing at the corner of the stairs silently watching all this, Lin Bo beckoned rhythmically, "Come to the study room, I have replaced a new sofa for you in the study room, think about it."
Zong He: "..."
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Zong He, who lived in the study, held back his anger, and immediately ordered someone to investigate the whole story of the incident, "I want to know who is behind the scenes."
Seeing that he was so angry, his subordinates didn't dare to ask more questions. They took the person he captured back to interrogate, and the result came out soon. Major General Lian Ya, who was in charge of intelligence and interrogation, personally reported: "This is the case. A group of illegal mercenaries, as long as they are paid, they will do anything."
Lian Ya is unsmiling, and his speech is also rigid. What he is responsible for is collecting information. It is his responsibility to report the information without the slightest personal subjective consciousness. How to analyze and solve it is not within the scope of his duties.
Zong He said angrily: "What age is this? Why is there such an organization? It's uprooted!"
As one of Zong He's four major lieutenants, Lian Ya has been with Zong He for many years, and he doesn't have too much sense of estrangement between superiors and subordinates when speaking. He directly reminded: "Marshal, this kind of thing does not belong to our emperor." No matter, we are fighting foreign enemies, killers, rogues, perverted mercenaries, etc., which are under the control of the security forces."
Zong He said indifferently: "Then ask Luo Wei, can he take care of it? Shut up if he can't do it!"
After Lian Ya listened with a cold face, he made a phone call to Luo Wei directly. Lieutenant Lian asked with a condensed expression: "Our boss was attacked when he went out. It was done by mercenaries. The boss asked you to take care of it. If he doesn't care, he'll do it himself."
The other party was also happy to be at leisure, and said cheerfully: "The marshal can just check, just ask us when we need it, and we will fully cooperate."
After Lian Ya hung up the communicator, he kept the chat record just now as evidence with a cold face, "I will hand over the arrest to Mervin, and I will give you the detailed information as soon as possible."
Zong He nodded, "Thank you."
Lian Ya looked at the big baggage on Zong He's sofa, and finally there was a little strange emotion on his cold face, "Marshal, you have worked hard!"
Zong He: "..."
Naturally, Tang Wan doesn't know how to cook dinner. He is used to Tang Wan's cooking, and then eats the cook at home. Zong He always says that he is not picky about food, but in fact he is very picky. He won't eat after a few mouthfuls up.
"Has he eaten?"
Lin Bo asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"
Zong He pointed to the upstairs with a sullen face.
Lin Bo suddenly realized, "You said Ma'am, you can ask yourself, you are the couple, what do I know as an old man."
Zong He put down his chopsticks angrily, went upstairs, and rang the bedroom doorbell. Ji Yan came over with a bowl of soup in his hand. After seeing Zong He, he hesitated and wanted to go back.
Zong He coughed and said awkwardly, "Come back."
Ji Yan walked over obediently, not knowing why the couple were arguing and he came over.
Tang Wan had been sleeping, and after washing up, he called out Jin Xiaopang and Mulan, with one in his arms and one on his head, and there were traces of Zong He's sleep on the bed, which made him sleep soundly. After sleeping for two full hours, when he was about to fall asleep, Tang Wan was awakened by the sound of the bell, and he pressed the sounder on the bedside, "Who?"
Zong He pointed at Ji Yan seriously.
Ji Yan said knowingly: "Ma'am, why don't you get up and drink some soup? Go to bed at night?"
Tang Wan said sullenly: "The door is open, come in."
Zong He took the soup from Ji Yan's hand, pushed the door in, and closed the door with his backhand, shutting Ji Yan out.
Ji Yan: "..."