Chapter 45: You Are a Master

  In a state of shock, the figure stared blankly at the alley in front of him.

  This small alley is a dead end, only about thirty meters long. One side is residential buildings and the other side is the back wall of a supermarket.

  "Don't move, or I won't guarantee which part of you I'll cut off." Angie's icy voice appeared behind him, a military knife pressed against his **.

  "Don't mess with me, I, I, I don't have a partner yet." The figure let out a fearful voice and raised both hands.

  At the sound of this person's voice, Angel shook her head and put away the knife. At the same time, Zhao Ziyang suddenly jumped down from the alley above and rushed towards the guy who was following him with a smile.

  "Long March, you're not at home helping out, what are you following me for?" Zhao Ziyang walked over and gently patted Zhao Changzheng's head.

  It was a false alarm, and the one following Zhao Ziyang was actually Zhao Changzhen.

  "I won't help anymore, I'm leaving home!" Zhao Changzheng blurted out, glanced at An Qi'er's icy face and showed a silly smile, then quickly distanced himself from An Qi'er, he was somewhat afraid of An Qi'er.

  The chill on Angel's body wasn't something that everyone could withstand, although she was indeed perfectly beautiful.

  When Zhao Changzheng said this, Zhao Ziyang only then discovered that the kid really had plans to run away from home, holding a bag and looking like he was going on a long trip.

  "What are you doing following me after running away from home?" Zhao Ziyang asked with a smile.

  "Of course I'll follow you!" Zhao Changzheng looked at Zhao Ziyang with a look of admiration and said, "You're absolutely a master, to be a man one should be like you, my dad is no good, following him has no future."

  "Hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang burst out laughing, he thought this was really too funny.

  Zhao Zhen Rong is the kind of person who would never be seen as a softie by others, but in his son's heart, he is indeed a softie, it's really too funny.

  Zhao Ziyang can be sure that although Zhao Ziyang is no longer young, if you let him go to the battlefield, he will definitely play a very important role.

  "Do you think your dad is useless?" Zhao Ziyang asked Zhao Changzheng with a smile, and before he could answer, continued: "Go home, your dad isn't a softie. If it were him who saw those people pinching your neck at that time, I'm afraid they would all be dead."

  "Refuse!" Zhao Changzheng's stubborn temper flared up again, and he loudly said to Zhao Ziyang: "At worst, I'll serve tea and pour water for you, just take me away!"

  "Right," Zhao Changzheng turned his head and said seriously to Angie: "I can also cook, Chinese food!"

  This sentence made Angel want to laugh, this little guy is quite good at bribing people, and actually lured herself with Chinese food.

  "I won't take you away." Zhao Ziyang shook his head and said: "You should enjoy the sunny life that belongs to you..."

  "What sunshine!" Zhao Changzheng cursed and said with great dissatisfaction: "Now we have to move once a year, from our hometown to the United States, from the United States to Italy, from Italy to Colombia, from Colombia to Turkey, and then run to the UK. Who knows where we'll go next year? I'm so tired of it all, what sunshine?"

  This sentence seems to remind Zhao Ziyang and An Qi'er, they exchanged a look with each other, both counting in their hearts.

  Moving once a year is not for traveling, but to escape from something, such as enemies... Zhao Zhen Rong is not an ordinary person, he has his own intentions, maybe it's really escaping from the enemy.

  "I can't take you in!" Zhao Ziyang told Zhao Changzhen firmly.

  Hearing Zhao Ziyang's firm tone, Zhao Changzhen's face was filled with despair, he knew that Zhao Ziyang really did not want to take him in.

  That's right, Zhao Ziyang would never take him in, he was afraid of trouble.

  Zhao Zhen Rong's enemy is who he doesn't know, then how can he possibly go to take in Zhao Chang Zheng? Besides, the relationship between the two is just a brief encounter, Zhao Zi Yang won't give himself some unnecessary trouble, because his current troubles are already enough.

  "Alas, it seems I can only take Grandpa back to the country by tricking him." Zhao Changzheng let out a deep sigh, his words filled with helplessness.

  However, Zhao Ziyang was moved by these words.

  。

  "Is your grandfather here too?" Zhao Ziyang asked Zhao Changzhen.

  "Yes, my dad took me and grandpa everywhere, moving from place to place." Zhao Changzheng nodded.

  Zhao Ziyang's mind became even clearer: a man who had lost his wife, taking his elderly father and son to run around the world, who would believe that there was no problem in this? The answer doesn't need much guessing, it must be to escape, the opponent's forces are very powerful, able to spread all over the world.

  Zhao Ziyang nodded silently and walked past Zhao Changzhen, striding forward with An Qi'er.

  "Hey, hey, where are you going? Can't we talk about it?" Zhao Changzheng shouted loudly from behind, his face full of anxiety.

  To be honest, he really admired Zhao Ziyang in his heart. With a knife, he cut off someone's hand and still smiled without showing any anger. This is what a real man looks like. The soft egg at home only knows how to show off in front of himself, but in front of others, he's just a coward.

  What's wrong with saying so? If I'm soft, then my son can't be soft either. Otherwise, how can we support the family?

  Zhao Ziyang stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Zhao Changzhen who was running towards him.

  "If your grandfather agrees, I can consider taking you in."

  "Alright!" Zhao Changzheng agreed without hesitation, his face filled with joy as he said: "Grandpa loves me the most, definitely no problem."

  Simple Zhao Changzheng couldn't think of Zhao Ziyang's intention at all, he just knew that taking Zhao Ziyang to see Grandpa would guarantee success. But Zhao Ziyang knew this was fundamentally unworkable, he just wanted to go and meet the old revolutionary who could write such a "Dao" character, because he had many things that needed to be pointed out by someone.

  If I'm not mistaken, Zhao Changzheng's grandfather was definitely a general who led troops at that time. He had rich combat experience from fighting in the south and north, and no one could match him. Most importantly, he had strategic vision and command.

  At that time during the Anti-Japanese War, our military strength was weak, which determined that most battles had to be won with fewer troops. Any battle that wins with fewer troops requires commanders to have excellent strategic vision and tactical awareness, as well as the wisdom to win with surprise attacks. They are the tigers who dominate the battlefield, and no commander of any modern unit can compare to them.

  The current hidden ones are in a situation of being weak and powerless, forced to hide in Africa for development.

  This is so similar to our army's situation back then, so Zhao Ziyang wants to visit this old revolutionary, learn from him and get some advice.

  In Africa, how to develop, after developing to a certain extent, how to further operate. He has to jump out of the mercenary circle, because in Zhao Ziyang's heart, he not only wants to revive the lurker, but also make the lurker a big shot in the mercenary world, or he wants to establish a mercenary kingdom.

  No matter when or where, doing anything requires a strong force to support it, and the support for this strong force is military armed forces!

  Three people went back to the hotel first, and Zhao Ziyang would not be careless about visiting the old revolutionary. In the country, juniors visiting seniors must follow certain etiquette rules, so Zhao Ziyang needs to prepare thoroughly.

  As she walked to a street stall, Angel's gaze was drawn over and she strode towards the stall in big steps, curiously looking at the vivid little animals on it.

  This is a sugar figure stall, the owner is an old man, he is skillfully drawing all kinds of small animals on a smooth board with well-cooked sugar. After finishing the painting, use a bamboo stick to stick it to the bottom of the sugar man, and after the sugar cools down, use a knife blade to lightly scrape off, a vivid sugar man is formed.

  This is a traditional folk art in China, those born before the 1980s should have seen sugar figurine makers when they were young, but now it's basically impossible to see them. It's really unexpected to be able to see sugar figurine craftsmen on the other side of the ocean in London, UK.

  "Anqi'er, do you like these sugar people?" Zhao Ziyang asked Anqi'er. He saw that the word "like" appeared in her eyes because she couldn't move her gaze away.

  "No, this is not a sugar man, it's art, a unique folk painting art!" Angie corrected Zhao Ziyang's words and picked up a small mouse to show Zhao Ziyang: "Look how delicate it is, just like the real thing."

  Zhao Ziyang's interest was also piqued, and he thought about how when he was a kid, he would put a few cents in his pocket to buy sugar people. Of course, back then it was mainly out of curiosity and gluttony, and the sugar people all ended up in his belly.

  "Buy two to take back." Zhao Ziyang picked up a cow and handed it to Angie, saying: "Your age is divided into Chinese people's age groups, which belongs to the cow. This is the twelve zodiac signs, similar to your constellation. This little mouse is for Linghu, she loves mice the most."

  Angel nodded and carefully wrapped up the sugar figurine, walking with caution to avoid bumping into anyone, fearing that it would shatter.

  。

  This is Zhao Ziyang's first time giving her a small gift, she likes it very much.

  Back at the hotel, Zhao Ziyang asked Zhao Changzhen to rest in his own room first and planned to bring this kid back later when eating dinner. This is a stubborn guy, if he was rushed home, it would definitely not work.

  "Hey, Special Forces, you're back?" Ling Hu's voice came, she opened the door and stuck out her head, a smile all over her face.

  "Back again," Zhao Ziyang smiled and greeted Ling Hu, but his heart was secretly on guard.

  Only when Ling Huo needs to draw his own blood does he become so enthusiastic, otherwise this little fox is always busy with his experiments and doesn't have time to pay attention to him.

  "Come on, let's talk alone." The spirit fox stretched out his hand and pulled the special soldier to have a private conversation.

  "Your sugar man, Special Forces sent it to you." Angel inserted herself between the two, and Ling Huo revealed a smile that could melt an iceberg as she handed the little mouse-shaped sugar figurine to Ling Huo.

  "Thank you!" Ling Hu took it and put it in his mouth, mumbling: "An Qi'er, you come too, it will be more convenient for you."

  It wasn't a blood draw after all, Zhao Ziyang relaxed his guard and walked into the room of Ling Hu with An Qi'er.

  "Hehehe......" The fox spirit laughed especially sweetly, hugging An Qi'er's arm and calling out in a sugary tone: "An Qi'er sister......"

  Anqi furrowed her brow, she didn't like being called that by others, it made her feel uneasy all over. But towards Ling Huo, she really didn't have much temper, this little fox's face was the thickest, when she needed you, she would be extremely nice to you, but when she didn't need you, even if you stood in front of her, she might not necessarily see you.

  "Special forces..." Ling Huo hugged Zhao Ziyang's arm again, pouting her small mouth and showing off her super strong killing power in front of Zhao Ziyang.

  Zhao Ziyang felt a wave of discomfort all over his body, he could clearly feel the astonishing elasticity in front of Ling Hu's chest. His left arm was completely pressed against Ling Hu's chest and was hugged tightly, unable to be pulled out. However, this also felt quite enjoyable, except for being a bit hot...

  "What's on your mind?" Angie's brow furrowed even deeper.

  The fox spirit's pose embracing Zhao Ziyang was seen by her, but coming from a noble family, she had a more reserved side and couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.

  。

  "Borrow money!" Ling Hu said suddenly.

  "How much?"

  "One hundred million!" The spirit fox released Zhao Ziyang's arm, stretched out three fingers and said to the two without any pressure: "It's pounds, not dollars!"

  Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath in shock, he had no idea how the spirit fox could say it out loud, one hundred million, and not even US dollars, but British pounds!!!

  One pound can be exchanged for sixteen RMB, which means that Ling Hu would have to borrow 1.6 billion RMB as soon as he opens his mouth, how could Zhao Ziyang not take a cold breath?

  "I'll pay you back tomorrow!" The spirit fox saw Zhao Zi Yang's unimpressive expression and stuck out her tongue in guarantee.

  One hundred million pounds is not a lot of money for Ling Hu, her research itself is a bottomless pit, and no matter how much money is put in, there won't be any reaction.

  "No problem." Angie agreed readily and asked Ling Hu: "Check or remittance?"

  "Check!" The spirit fox excitedly hugged An Qi'er, and heavily kissed her face, saying: "My little An Qi'er, you're really too good, I swear to pair you with a special forces soldier, hahaha..."

  Anqi'er's face turned red, Zhao Ziyang pretended to be nonchalant, but his eyes kept stealing glances at Anqi'er from time to time.

  Angelica Lisov handed Angel a check, with a string of zeros that made Zhao Ziyang dizzy. These two women were not ordinary women, one asked for a loan of 100 million and the other lent 100 million without hesitation.

  But Angel has money, and if she were to show all her own money, it would be enough to scare Zhao Ziyang to death.

  "Ling Hu, what did you borrow money for?" Zhao Zi Yang asked curiously.

  "Buy a car, race it, and if we win some money tonight, I'll pay you back!" Ling Huo, holding the check, hastily ran towards the outside while shouting at the two of them: "Tonight, come with me to street racing, let you experience the speed and passion of London's nightlife!"

  Zhao Ziyang's interest was suddenly piqued, he had never seen a street racing scene before, but had always heard Dāo Fēng and others talk about how exciting it was, this time he could finally experience the thrill of street racing.