Both of them have experienced many lives and deaths, and they are not the kind who only talk about it.
After the gigolo left, Zhang Feng called the old beggar. The old beggar's phone rang for a long time before he answered.
"Xiao Feng, how are you doing over there?" The old beggar said in a very concerned tone.
"You're still alive, old man. Gold is already on its way back home. Huayao's life is no longer in danger. Although our Huangquan team's mission had twists and turns, it was a near miss. What was the reaction from above? Are we allowed to return to the team?" Zhang Feng asked.
After so much effort, it would be really disappointing if it still doesn't work.
"There will definitely be some relaxation, don't worry, Mr. Long's matter is not that simple. When the time comes, I will tell you someone else when you come back. If it doesn't work, just go find this person!" Mr. Gusu said.
Zhang Feng also knows that this matter is not that simple. Since there is some relaxation, this trip will not be in vain.
"Old man, if the Huangquan team returns, where will they go?"
It's still too early for Zhang Feng to ask this, but Zhang Feng still asked.
"We don't know yet. In my judgment, it should be directly under the special department, and you will exist as combatants. This is the most likely possibility!" Mr. Gusu said, "You don't have to worry, and let the King of Hell not worry, the national flower So many resources have been trained for you, and they will not be wasted. You are the sword of the country, do you understand?"
"Hey, old man, your words are just right, so that's not bad!" Zhang Feng was happy.
He was just worried that the country would abandon them. In that case, they would really be useless. Zhang Feng himself was fine, running around the world, no matter where he went. They were different, they had families.
They need the glory given by the country, so that they can gain both fame and fortune, and have their house number shine.
"Don't be too happy too early. Don't let those people know what you are doing in Africa, otherwise no one can save you!"
The old beggar's words shocked Zhang Feng. If someone caught him by the tail, he would be in trouble.
The old beggar obviously knew what he said. Zhang Feng didn't tell Chen Wanru or the old beggar about this matter. It seemed that he couldn't escape his eyes and ears.
"Old man, there's nothing I can do about it. It's the Death Scythe mercenary group who is looking for death. They have been watching around Golden Wolf Company for more than a year. The personal safety of Golden Wolf Company employees is not guaranteed. If we don't deal with them as soon as possible, we will sacrifice more! "
"This is what you said. Some people don't think so. They don't distinguish between good and evil, and they become righteous people. Forget it, just kill them. You did a good job. I'm talking about your butt, wipe it clean. !”
Mr. Gusu's words are very popular.
"That's necessary!" Zhang Feng said: "Old man, who is the person you are talking about?"
"We'll talk about it then!" Mr. Gusu said: "You wait for my news, I will let you come back before you come back!"
Mr. Gusu hung up the phone as he spoke. Zhang Feng chuckled. He was worried that the Death Scythe mercenary group was a big problem before, but he didn't expect the old beggar to solve it in just one sentence. Don't worry anymore.
…
"idiot… "
Seven or eight people were sitting in a house in another country a thousand kilometers away from Wanda City. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle was Mr. Yoshino.
This angry sound was caused by his curse.
"Yoshino-kun, Sombura died in battle honorably. We must avenge this!" someone said harshly.
Yoshino stopped talking. This matter was his decision. He was thinking about how to tell the president about this matter.
"Yes, he died gloriously and is our hero. We need such warriors!" Yoshino said.
"But there is no trace of his body, it's so tragic!"
"Baga, Mr. Qixia, how dare you say that, his death was glorious!"
"Hey… "
"You guys get out!"
Several people stood up and bowed, saying in unison: "Hi!"
Yoshino pondered for a while. He had never expected this result. Their warships actually moved out. Yoshino thought they would not move, but what did he think? Not only did they move, they also fired, sending the pirate ship to the bottom of the sea.
Sombula, who was with the pirates, also died. Yesterday they salvaged the body in that area, but found nothing except the small boat on the bottom of the sea.
He underestimated their warships, their troops!
It seems that we should be cautious in the future and not underestimate the enemy.
Eaga…
At this moment, the door opened, and a woman in national costume came in. She walked forward with small steps, knelt down and said, "Yoshino-kun, your plane ticket is ready, fly to East Island at 11 o'clock tonight!"
"Very well, let's prepare dinner, something lighter!"
"Hi!"
…
Mr. Gusu had just come out of the Hua family, and it was already the beginning of the lights.
A black special car drove over slowly. Mr. Gusu waved his hand and said, "You go back first!"
The car drove away and Mr. Gusu walked slowly. He was thinking about things, not the Hua family's affairs. The Hua family had nothing to do now. Hua Yao's health was stable and he would be back soon.
What Mr. Gusu was thinking was that he hadn’t contacted his old friend in Dongdao for many years. He didn’t know how he was doing now. Should he go and see him
Thinking of this, Mr. Gusu took out his mobile phone and made a call that he had not made in more than ten years.
"Are you still alive?" Mr. Gusu asked.
"Sir, I'm still here!"
A hoarse voice came from the phone.
"I mean General Wan!" Mr. Gusu said.
"Sir, please don't question my credibility. Since I am still alive now, then General Wan is still alive!"
"Okay, it may not be peaceful recently. You should be careful. I don't care whether you live or die. I only want General Wan!" Mr. Gusu said.
"I have discovered that they are Japanese, and I have already solved them!"
"They still refuse to give up. In this case, I will send someone over to assist you!"
"I don't like doing this with others, and I can't get along with them. It will affect the security mission. The goal is too big!"
"That's fine!"
"Also, if anything happens recently, you must tell me as soon as possible!"
"Okay! What else do you want, sir?"
"That's all!" Mr. Gusu suddenly thought of something and said, "In your hometown, your great-grandfather passed away last year!"
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and Mr. Gusu continued: "I was there when he died. Before he died, I told him about you, and he left with a smile!"
"Thank you, sir!"
"No need to thank me! After this is done, you are free!"
"No, as long as I don't die, as long as I am still of some use, please let me stay by your side!"
"talk later!"
Mr. Gusu said and hung up the phone.
"Huh..." Mr. Gusu exhaled a long breath.