Chapter 222 Hope
This is the foothold of the Lord's Armed Forces. Honolulu is where they first started, and they have extremely extensive connections and resources.
Under a series of promotions, the God's Armed Forces and the lurkers formed a strategic alliance, on the one hand to protect themselves, and on the other hand to fight in the struggle for self-preservation. In comparison, the strength of the God's Armed Forces is not much different from that of the lurkers.
Not big, they all fell from the peak of the mercenary world. But the God's Armed Alliance has an advantage over the lurkers, after all, they have recovered after many years.
"The boss is back!" Wu Nan shouted to Pandora and Swart as he pushed open the door of the villa, only to see the two lying there strangely.
Hearing Wu Nan's cry, the two of them got up from the ground, casually patted the sand on their clothes and walked out.
"Sister Pan, Swart, are you crying?" Wu Nan saw the water marks on their faces.
"Crying?" Pandora shook her head and smiled: "You are wrong, we didn't cry, we just shed some tears. Tough guy, after all, I am also a woman. I have this right, don't I?"
These words made Wu Nan feel even weirder, because Pandora didn't look like a woman at all, but after Seth died, she smiled brighter, trying to hide her sadness.
"Sister, I'm also very sad about Seth's death, but you shouldn't be like this. Maybe we can have a good chat." Wu Nan comforted Pandora: "I wasn't feeling well when my mother died, but I'm still fine now.
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Regarding Wu Nan's safety, Pandora just smiled. Although she was more like a woman now, she would definitely get angry if someone talked about Seth in front of her, but Wu Nan was her apprentice, and he was a very pure boy.
"Let's go, we should take a look at the leader. In fact, the leader is the most pitiable among us." Swart spoke.
This is true. Although they are all pitiful, they are definitely not as pitiful as Zhao Ziyang. His body makes him feel that he is not like this, if it were not for Angel and Linghu. But Zhao Ziyang is also happy, at least he did not lose Angel, and
She also has a child with Linghu.
The three of them walked towards the easternmost villa, where Zhao Ziyang and An Qier lived.
"Special Forces, how many times have I told you not to touch my belly!" Linghu's angry voice came from the villa.
When they opened the door, they saw Zhao Ziyang putting his hand on Linghu's swollen belly with a smile on his face, his eyes filled with deep love.
Angel next to her watched all this with her eyes open, not only did she not stop it, but she also had a narrow smile on her face.
"Ho ho..." Zhao Ziyang made a sound with his throat, squatted in front of the spirit fox, put his ear against the spirit fox's belly and listened.
"Angel!" Linghu turned around and shouted at Angel: "Get away from me, you damn man. This is my child and has nothing to do with this bastard."
"Luca, thank you very much for conceiving a baby for Yang. There is a saying in China that there are three types of unfilial piety, and having no offspring is the most important. As Yang's wife, I am very happy that you can sacrifice yourself to make such a contribution." Angel revealed.
With a smiling expression, he praised the spirit fox.
Linghu almost fainted when she heard this. She felt that Angel's head was broken. Her man and another woman were going to have children, but this idiot actually took it as a happy event.
"You are all crazy!" Linghu reached out and scratched Zhao Ziyang's face.
Zhao Ziyang, who was leaning against the spirit fox's belly, quickly moved away, pointed at the spirit fox's heart, and then pointed at the spirit fox's belly, making a slow and downward movement. This meant that the spirit fox should not get angry, but be happy for what was in his stomach.
Children consider.
"Luca, how about chicken soup at night?" Angel suggested.
"If you don't drink it, I'll be sick to death." Linghu glared at Angel.
"I'm sorry, it's not for you to drink, it's for the baby." Angel touched Linhu's head and whispered: "According to Chinese rules, this child has to call me mother. Do you know, this is tradition
, so you have to help me raise it, thank you very much."
Angel said it very seriously, but unfortunately her serious words made Linghu cry in anger.
"You two are both bastards and lunatics. This is my child, and it only belongs to me. You guys work together to bully others, wu wu wu..." Linghu held his belly and ran to the lounge chair in the corner, making a reluctant sound.
sound.
"Hey, Linghu, can I be the child's godfather?" Swart grinned.
"No!" The little wild cat jumped out of nowhere, glared at Swart and growled: "I am already the baby's godmother, so you can't be."
"Why?" Swart asked doubtfully, "Do you also believe in Catholicism?"
"No," the little wild cat said, shaking his head: "We believe in Marxism-Leninism and Mao Zedong Thought."
This is nonsense, and all the Catholic believers present think it is nonsense.
"Mao is a great man, and it is good to believe in him." Xie Hu's voice came: "I admire him very much, our children can believe in him, and I can be counted as their godmother."
The lurkers are almost here, and these are the only lurkers left. Although there are still a few peripheral members, these people have already hidden themselves and are busy with necessary things. The huge war machine has not stopped operating.
, still working, for that final blow.
"This is my child!" Linghu emphasized again with a stern face, his beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Ziyang, and he showed a charming smile: "Yang, can I have a bottle of beer?"
"no!"
All the lurker mercenaries raised objections in unison to stop Linghu's behavior.
"Damn it, if that doesn't work, let's have a meeting." Linghu pouted and said unhappily.
Zhao Ziyang, An Qier, Linghu, Pandora, Swart, Tough Guy, and Hunting Fox are all the core members of the Lurker. Among them, Hunting Fox followed the colonel's instructions and joined the Lurker, and all the grudges between them have disappeared.
, the common enemy brings them together.
Several people sat down around a round table and held a meeting while enjoying the sea breeze.
"Boss, have you found that bastard?" Swart asked.
Zhao Ziyang, who could not speak, nodded and pointed inside the room.
Everyone's eyes were directed towards the house and they saw Dao Feng's figure coming out of it.
"Damn, traitor!" Wu Nan roared, jumped up and ran towards the blade.
But the moment he jumped up, he was stopped by Angel, unable to let him rush over and give the opponent a hard punch.
There was a wry smile on Dao Feng's face. He knew that his appearance would inevitably arouse public outrage, and he might even be torn apart by his former comrades. But he didn't care, no matter what happened to him, he didn't care, because he was a traitor.
"Guys, I know you hate me very much and want to kill me." Daofeng walked up to the crowd and said calmly: "If my death can make you happy, then I am willing to die in your hands. Since I am following the leader.
If I die, I must bear the responsibility for all the crimes I have committed. I spend every day in torment. Whenever I close my eyes, I will see Seth, Omo, and my dead brothers. If you are willing
Let me free myself."
After saying these words calmly, Dao Feng knelt down in front of everyone and closed his eyes.
"Seth's death was caused by you, and I will not let you go." Pandora said this very calmly, and then turned her eyes elsewhere.
"Do you know?" Swart said coldly to Dao Feng: "We once gave you a chance, but you missed it. You should know what I am best at."
Swart is best at figuring out other people's psychology. When he was kidnapped on the way to the pyramid, he had already guessed that Blade was a traitor, but he didn't say it out loud. He kept staring at him. Unfortunately, no one expected how things would develop.
Quick, completely out of control, otherwise Swart will definitely kill the blade.
"I know," Dao Feng raised his neck and exposed his throat.
"Do you want to die?" Swart licked his lips and said, "We won't do anything, that will make you feel very relaxed. A person's pain is not the pain of flesh and blood, but being surrounded by sins, in trouble and regret
Go through it. You will have this kind of psychological pain, which will slowly turn you into a wretch, a humble wretch."
"Papa", Zhao Ziyang clapped his palms twice and wrote a line: He is still a member of the lurkers.
"Boss, are you out of your mind?" Wu Nan pointed at the blade and shouted loudly: "He is a traitor and will be a traitor all his life. Everything he does now is just an appearance. I'm sure he will tell us everything.
Those American bastards, and then cooperate with those bastards to get rid of us completely. Boss, you can’t keep this bastard Dao Feng, absolutely not, otherwise we will be completely finished!”
"Don't get excited." An Qier waved her hand at Wu Nan, glanced at Dao Feng with cold eyes and said, "We don't believe in traitors, but we must believe in Yang."
Wu Nan sat down angrily. He also knew this truth. Everyone present would no longer believe in Dao Feng, but they believed in Zhao Ziyang and had always believed in him.
"Pa", a copper coin flew past Blade's head like lightning and was deeply embedded in the wooden door.
"Blade, although I am not a member of the lurkers, you have to remember that it will be easy for me to kill you, even if you have a gun in your hand." The little wild cat's chubby face was filled with evil spirits as he warned Blade.
At this time, Dao Feng's face was extremely bitter, but what other expression could he show besides this expression? He had nothing to say, and no one would believe anything he said.
"Daofeng, you can sit on the chair." Angel pointed to an empty chair and said to Daofeng: "But you must remember that you must not get closer than three meters away from the spirit fox, otherwise I will not hesitate to put him
You get rid of it."
Daofeng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on Linghu's swollen belly, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"The child in Linghu's belly... is hope." Dao Feng smiled as if no one was watching.
Chapter completed!