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"Why did the old beggar give me a phone number?"
Feeling slightly surprised, Jiu Jin took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the note.
It took half a minute for the 'beep beep' sound to sound. After a few rings, the phone was connected.
"Who is it? Calling me so early in the morning?" The voice was a little rough, and there was a slight hint of sleepiness in the middle. It was obvious that he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng was even more stunned. It was obviously night, why did it turn into day in his mouth
Suddenly I realized that the other party was abroad and there was a time difference.
He became more and more curious about the phone number the old beggar gave him, so he asked, "Who are you?"
"Hey, is there something wrong with your head? Call me and ask who I am?" The voice on the phone became increasingly impatient, almost yelling at the top of his lungs.
Zhang Feng was stunned and suddenly realized who was speaking.
He chuckled twice and said: "Er Qiangzi, you don't know who I am?"
The person on the other end of the phone was Zhao Qiang, who grew up with Zhang Feng. At this moment, he also recognized that the person calling him was Zhang Feng. After all, there were only a few people who called him Erqiangzi, and he quickly smiled and said: " Brother Feng, did you finally call me?”
"Yes. It's him. Erqiangzi, where are you now? Didn't I ask you to go to Southwest City to serve as a soldier? Why did you go abroad?" Zhang Feng asked, but after the mission was over, he still looked for him for a while Time, but Zhao Qiang seemed to disappear out of thin air.
"Forget Brother Feng, I didn't listen to you and ran to Southwest City. I met an old beggar when I took it. He gave me a sum of money and a ticket to Rwandan, Africa, saying that you asked him to give it to me. "Yes, then I believed it, but in the end, alas, I was tricked by the old beggar," Zhao Qiang said with a sigh.
Africa, Rwandan? It was an extremely chaotic place, with frequent exchanges of fire between government forces and anti-government forces, with a large number of mercenaries mixed in! Why did the old beggar bring Zhao Qiang to this place
"Er Qiangzi, I didn't ask the old beggar to give you money or air tickets. Then what are you doing now?" Zhang Feng asked with a frown.
"explain
I have a headache when I get up. I just got off the plane and before I could figure out where to go, I was robbed of my money at gunpoint. Damn it, Mad, I can't stop thinking about it. They won't make it easy for me, and I can't make it easy for him either. Let's just hang around like this now. It's probably impossible to go back to China. "Zhao Qiang said angrily.
Zhang Feng could hear the seriousness of his words, and it was impossible to return to the country, otherwise he would only get someone's life on his hands.
"Er Qiangzi, if you don't treat Brother Feng as an outsider and tell me the truth, what do you mean by being mixed up?" Zhang Feng asked in a stern tone.
"Brother Feng, you are my biological brother. I can still treat you as an outsider, but..." Zhao Qiang paused for a moment, and then said: "Forget it, Brother Feng, I'll tell you the truth, that's all. Underworld!”
Zhang Feng's brows were furrowed tightly and he was speechless for a long time. What is the old beggar's intention to send Zhao Qiang to a war-torn and chaotic place like Luwang
The war is widespread, and countless people die in vain every day, becoming corpses on the streets that no one collects. They can only rot and become the food of scavengers.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Feng said: "Er Qiangzi, don't change your phone number. I don't object to what you are doing now, but there is a bottom line in everything, do you understand?"
"Brother Feng, I understand even if you don't tell me."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng couldn't help the doubts in his heart and dialed the old beggar's number.
After being connected, he asked: "Old beggar, what do you mean? You sent Zhao Qiang to Luwang in my name. Now you give me his phone number, what on earth are you selling in the gourd?" medicine?"
"Of course I do it for your own good. You don't know Zhao Qiang's temper? Once his fiery temper gets angry, who else can suppress it except you? Don't you know? If he joins the army, he will definitely cause a disaster !" the old beggar said calmly.
"Then what do you mean by giving Er Qiangzi's phone number to me now? Let me go find him?" Zhang Feng asked again.
"It must be so! Outsiders still don't know that you are leaving 01. When the news gets out, do you think someone will cause trouble? Even if you don't care, what about Zhuo Zhaoyun? Will he be implicated by you? And? Just be willing
Stay in the country and find a job. "The old beggar said again.
Zhang Feng's face was uncertain. He had calmed down from the initial excitement, and he could naturally hear the bewitching meaning in the old beggar's words.
After a long silence, he continued: "Old beggar, tell me truthfully what is your purpose?"
"Do you know what I think of you? The golden scales are like things in the pond. They change into dragons when encountering the storm! Now the country is a swamp, dragging your body. But now you get out and regain your freedom. And Luwang It’s the place where the wind and clouds meet! I’ve said so much, you should understand what I mean, right?”
Hearing this, Zhang Feng fell into silence again. How could he not understand the meaning of the old beggar's words
"I have to think about it!"
"You know that in three days, the news of your discharge will inevitably spread in Kyoto City." The old beggar reminded.
"It won't take three days!" Zhang Feng hung up the phone after saying that.
He picked up the white wine and poured it down his throat. The spicy taste hit his taste buds.
With his eyes fixed on the night sky, a full hour passed before Zhang Feng turned around and walked into the living room as if he had made a decision.
"Zhaoyun, I have something I want to talk to you about."
"What happened?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked.
"I'm going abroad and may not be back in a short time. You have to stay in the country for the time being!" Zhang Feng said straight to the point.
"What?"
Zhuo Zhaoyun was stunned on the spot, "Zhang Feng, I don't agree. I don't object to you going abroad, but I want to go abroad with you!"
Luwang is in turmoil and war, which is not a good place for leisure and health. What's more, Zhuo Zhaoyun's safety can't be guaranteed because he can't stand firm where he just arrived.
He raised his hands and put them on her shoulders, and said dotingly: "I'm not going to a good place. I'll take you over as soon as I can get a firm footing and make sure you're safe. Okay?"
Zhuo Zhaoyun pursed her lips, and finally nodded, saying: "Then you promise to pick me up as soon as possible!"
"I promise!"
Returning to his room, Zhang Feng sat on the chair, thinking in trance.