Zhao Ziyang, who entered his home community, tried hard to restrain his emotions of exile. He looked up at the balcony of his home and took a deep breath.

When he arrived at the door of his house, he took out a piece of wire and gently poked it in the keyhole. He stopped just after flipping it, with an extremely sad smile on his face.

What can I do if I enter the house? Look at the appearance of my father and mother, or let them know that I am still alive? No, it cannot be like this. I have already died in their hearts. It is a martyr-like death, which is glorious and noble.

What if, if you were to face them in person, how should you explain? You can never do what the country requires you to cooperate with, and that would be a lifelong loss of freedom!

If you don't cooperate and show up, it will only bring more trouble to your parents and disrupt their already peaceful life. This is obvious. When a dead martyr's son suddenly becomes a prisoner, I am afraid that any parent will be affected.

Not a light blow.

But what parents want most is for their children to live. Whether they are heroes or prisoners, any parent will think like this. But Zhao Ziyang doesn't want to bring this to them. What he thinks is that since he is dead, then let himself die forever.

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Zhao Ziyang, who was standing in front of the door, suddenly realized that he was an extremely selfish person. He was afraid of losing his freedom. This freedom would be lost after meeting his parents. Because his weakness lies in his parents. If the country takes some measures,

Even though he knew it was a prison, he would come to terms without hesitation.

If you don’t see me, you can’t see me, let me treat my son as a son who sacrificed his life for the country...

Wiping his eyes gently, Zhao Ziyang inserted a bank card through the door, then took out a pen and paper and wrote a line: Uncle, aunt, you accept this money - Comrade Ziyang!

"Huh..." Zhao Ziyang took a deep breath, turned around and walked downstairs.

He walked very quickly, fearing that the lights of the warmest eighty-square-meter house in the world would suddenly turn on, and the figures of his father and mother would appear in the lights. He was really afraid of such a scene, and was afraid that his appearance would bring trouble to his parents again.

harm.

He, Zhao Ziyang, is a selfish person. He has always been. He is so selfish that he dare not even meet his parents. If he meets his parents, he will lose his freedom. If he does not meet them, he will be a free man.

The imaginary light did not appear, and Zhao Ziyang felt relieved. However, he was so relieved that his vision was blocked by his own tears, and everything he saw was blurry.

Patting his cheek hard, Zhao Ziyang shook off his tears and walked towards the second department's lair. He had to talk to Lin Bingzheng again to solve a series of problems for his family.

After walking into the lair, Zhao Ziyang found that Lin Bingzheng had already woken up and was sitting there waiting for his arrival. The handcuffs had long since fallen off, and the other agents were still unconscious. It seemed that Lin Bingzheng also wanted to have a good talk with him.

"You didn't go in." Lin Bingzheng looked at Zhao Ziyang who walked in, covered the back of his head with a dry towel and said, "It's quite a heavy blow."

Zhao Ziyang smiled, sat opposite Lin Bingzheng, and looked at Lin Bingzheng's natural and generous movements.

"I wonder why you don't go in?" Lin Bingzheng asked: "From your information, it shows that you are a very traditional person, or it is more appropriate to call you a filial son. Before joining the army, you often made your parents angry, but when you

It's completely different after the military. Especially during your vacation at home, you spent most of your time with your parents, and even washed your parents' feet and trimmed their nails. This is enough to prove that you are an absolutely filial son."

Zhao Ziyang smiled, picked up the cigarettes on the table, lit one for himself, and then threw one to Lin Bingzheng.

"I don't smoke." Lin Bingzheng refused.

"Smoke one. If you don't faint after smoking one, it means you don't have a concussion." Zhao Ziyang lit the cigarette for Lin Bingzheng.

Lin Bingzheng smiled and slapped it happily. He threw the towel to Zhao Ziyang and said, "Help me deal with the wound on my head. Just stop the bleeding. I don't want to cut my hair and put a bandage on it."

"Are you afraid that your wife will see it or that your children will see it?" Zhao Ziyang did not refuse and asked casually while helping Lin Bingzheng treat his wounds.

"Hey, I'm afraid. Those who work in our industry are most afraid of their family members. Even though they don't know what my job is, they will always notice after being together for more than ten years."

"That's right." Zhao Ziyang smiled and said, "You already know why I don't want to go home and see my parents. I don't want them to be worried about me again."

"That's true." Lin Bingzheng took a deep drag on the cigarette, nodded and said with emotion: "Actually, we are almost the same kind of people, what do you think?"

"A little bit." Zhao Ziyang carefully treated Lin Bingzheng's wounds, sat back down and took a puff of cigarette and said, "By the way, how many children do you have at home?"

"Two, hehehe..." Lin Bingzheng laughed and said lovingly: "One son and one daughter. The son is naughty and the daughter has good grades, hehehe..."

"Very good." Zhao Ziyang nodded, patted Lin Bingzheng on the shoulder, and said like an old friend: "You have to discipline your children well, especially you have to live well, hehehe..."

Lin Bingzheng smiled and nodded. The two of them were really talking like friends, but both knew that they could not be friends. They could not be friends under any circumstances, unless the time went back to two years ago.

The two people fell silent at the same time, each staring at the cigarette in his hand in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. It was not until a long time later that Lin Bingzheng broke the silence.

"Zhao Ziyang, we didn't cause any harm to your parents. They even didn't know we existed."

"I know." Zhao Ziyang nodded, stared at Lin Bingzheng and said, "Unless you two are discovered intentionally, you are too mysterious for ordinary people."

"But we won't give up!" Lin Bingzheng changed the topic and stared into Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

Zhao Ziyang felt uncomfortable being stared at by Lin Bingzheng, because the other person's eyes were too bright, so bright that he could burn himself. Why did he feel this way? Zhao Ziyang knew very well: he could never fight against the state machine. If Lin Bingzheng did something absolutely,

There is no need to chase after him, he will jump in without hesitation.

"What I want is freedom." Zhao Ziyang focused his eyes on his hands and said in a deep voice: "You can't give me freedom. This is the biggest reason why I don't meet my parents."

"Freedom?" Lin Bingzheng frowned, but immediately relaxed, shook his head and said: "There is no real freedom. What you want is that you don't want to act according to our wishes. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

Zhao Ziyang nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with this statement, but he showed a helpless smile on his face.

"You know, I am loyal to the motherland and the army, but I will never allow this loyalty to be treated unfairly. I am an independent thinking person, I have my principles, I have my opinions, I can

I will die for my motherland, but I don’t want to be surrounded by some conspiracies, do you understand?”

Hearing Zhao Ziyang's words, Lin Bingzheng nodded silently, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, lit it and took a deep puff.

"That's it." Lin Bingzheng thought for a moment and said, "It's not difficult for us, nor for your parents, but we have a bottom line. If you don't violate this bottom line, we will definitely not be enemies."

Zhao Ziyang turned up his palms and stared at the calluses on his palms that were abraded by the gun.

"We need a piece of equipment that you lurkers have. You have to give us this piece of equipment. This is related to an important step in our country's strategic weapons research."

"Okay!" Zhao Ziyang nodded and asked, "Is there any more?"

"Also, lurkers cannot be enemies of our country, and..."

"Sorry." Zhao Ziyang interrupted Lin Bingzheng, stretched out his palm in front of his eyes and said: "Mercenaries only fight for money. If you pay enough money, then we can also fight for you. If the East Turks pay us money

, we will also fight for East Turkestan, we only recognize money, not people, don’t destroy our bottom line because of your bottom line.”

The tiger's mouth, index finger, and thumb of this palm are covered with calluses. These calluses will follow this palm throughout its life and are unlikely to degenerate. From this, we can see what kind of person the owner of this palm is. He relies on guns to make a living.

"Our bottom line is that you can't be our enemy, even on a mercenary mission!" The light in Lin Bingzheng's eyes became even brighter, forcing it into Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

This is the bottom line. This is the bottom line established under the leadership of Zhao Ziyang. No country is willing to be an enemy of an international mercenary, especially the lurkers who now have nuclear warheads. This mercenary is led by Zhao Ziyang.

They have become out-and-out lunatics and beasts. They have no scruples and no fear, and even use nuclear warheads to protect themselves. No one is crazier than them.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang's concern was his parents, while Lin Bingzheng's concern was the nuclear warheads in the hands of lurkers. Whoever has mastered nuclear weapons in this world has the right to speak, otherwise many countries would not be determined to study this kind of technology.

Weapons, and countries that possess nuclear weapons will not impose sanctions and stop them everywhere on the grounds of weapons of mass destruction. This is not a weapon of war, but a weapon of destruction. It can make a small country become a great power in an instant, as long as it possesses nuclear weapons

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"Hahahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed loudly and said nonchalantly: "Colonel Lin, I'm kidding. I'm from the Northwest Special Forces Brigade. Quite a few of my comrades died at the hands of the East Turks. What do you think?

Will I help them? Hahaha..."

Lin Bingzheng's expression softened slightly, but he was immediately stared at by Zhao Ziyang's next aggressive attack.

"Listen!" Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth and said with a cold face: "You'd better let my parents live a good life, otherwise I will make all your overseas investments passive. You should believe that we have this ability."

Lin Bingzheng's face couldn't help but change after hearing this. Of course he knew the stakes of this sentence, and he also understood what it meant if such a fact happened. The country is committed to developing the economy, and at this time it is necessary to handle everything in a low-key manner.

Paradoxically, keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile is definitely the top priority.

"Tell me," Zhao Ziyang approached Lin Bingzheng's ear and asked softly: "Which is the most powerful mercenary group in the world?"

Lin Bingzheng's expression changed again, and his eyelids twitched crazily: The most powerful mercenary group is not the French Foreign Legion, nor the Gurkhas, nor the Blackwater or the Cossacks, but the lurkers who directly disrupt the world.

who, as well as the mysterious blue light and the armed forces of God!

These mercenary groups are no longer controllable by any country. As long as they want, they can control a country at any time. This is not a joke or a myth, but a real existence. Although the lurkers were almost dispersed some time ago

, but under the leadership of Zhao Ziyang, they rose up like lightning and occupied the entire Africa. Although their foundation was not yet stable, their crazy expansion was not accidental.

"I will give you the equipment." Zhao Ziyang pointed to his head and said, "I have lost my memory for two years, give me some time."

Lin Bingzheng stared at Zhao Ziyang for a long time, and finally nodded,

Then the two talked for nearly half an hour before they separated happily. Zhao Ziyang got what he wanted, and Lin Bingzheng got what the country wanted for the country. Although it was not complete, it was impossible to get the remaining part, otherwise

The terrible consequences swept over like a storm.

At this time, the lurkers are fearless and can hit whoever they want. The United States and Britain will look at the faces of the lurkers. This is an indisputable fact. The country has principles and scruples, but it is a pity that mercenaries will tear down all rules and regulations when they go crazy.
Chapter completed!