The National Security Bureau will not send agents to work for the Han family because Han Zhenbei is just a businessman after all. Even in negotiations with Southeast Asian interest groups, he sacrificed a lot of his own interests to fight for face and dominance for the country. The old director still did not dare
Send agents to protect him.
The National Security Bureau is a high-level law enforcement department of the country and a state machine. The old director cannot and is unwilling to do such things that go against his principles.
But when it came to the aftermath, the old director gave full play to his powers as the top national security official.
A phone call was made to the director of the Yanjing branch to cover up the brutal fighting in the Han family villa.
So many people have died, no matter how awesome and powerful Han Zhenbei is. Without the call from the old director, he would have had to put a lot of effort into suppressing this matter. Now he has the guarantee from the old director and the National Security Bureau
After being contacted by Fang Susu who was sent, the police took a statement from Han Xiaoyi and others, and then retreated without hesitation.
Nearly eighty bodyguards were all killed, but not a single one was left alive. If it weren't for Lin Ze sitting in the living room, it would only be a matter of time before the Han family was conquered.
In terms of overall strength, Feiying is indeed worthy of being the world's top killer organization!
Before the police arrived, Han Zhenbei had already informed his men to come and clean up the scene. When the police stopped the team, the Han family, which was littered with corpses, was completely cleaned up. The only thing that could not be cleaned away was the strong smell of blood and the
Awesome chill.
One night, nearly a hundred undead souls were left behind in the Han family. Without personal experience and presence at the scene, it is difficult to understand what it smells like.
Bloody, cold, lifeless, and stomach churning.
Even an old man like Uncle Fu, who has been in the world for many years, couldn't help but frown, feeling quite uncomfortable.
His arms were punctured, and although his hand tendons were not broken, it still took a long time to recover before he could move freely.
Tonight was the most thrilling night he had ever experienced in his life. He did not expect that nearly eighty masters could not withstand the attack of twenty people. And that group of people only had one dagger per person, and they arranged the defense in such a way that
The impregnable Han family was torn apart and rushed in without any hindrance. If Lin Ze hadn't arrived in time like the God of War, I'm afraid even the Han family would have died.
Thinking of this section, Uncle Fu was frightened and trembled with fear.
Realizing that there was no longer any threat to the Han family, Uncle Fu dared to accept treatment with peace of mind. Sitting across from him at this moment was the royal doctor of the Han family, and Fu Bo saw respect in his eyes.
Yes, this private doctor who knows some secrets of the Han family respects Uncle Fu.
The tendons of one hand were severed, but he still had to fight with the other hand. Judging from the freshness of the wounds, this skilled doctor could tell that the two wounds were caused at different times.
"Uncle Fu, for the next month, try not to move your arms or get them wet. If you feel dirty, please contact me at any time and I will help you clean it." The personal doctor said solemnly. "If the recovery is not done properly, even if the wound is dirty in the future,
Healing may also affect your ability to move."
"I'm an old man and I don't care about this anymore." Fu Bo said nonchalantly while smoking a cigarette that his personal doctor lit for him, blowing out a puff of smoke from his nose. "I can only give myself a week to rest. No more.
——I can’t sit still anymore.”
The personal doctor looked helpless and said carefully: "This is extremely detrimental to your recovery."
"It doesn't matter." Fu Bo smiled.
The personal doctor said no more, treated the wound, bandaged it, and said with concern: "When you have to go to work, if you find any discomfort, call me at any time."
"OK."
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The aftermath work that originally belonged to Uncle Fu was handled by Han Zhenbei personally because his wrist was punctured and he lost the ability to move.
This powerful man with a strong heart experienced a night of life and death catastrophe without much emotional fluctuation. Although there were a few bloodshot eyes, he dealt with the aftermath with full energy.
It was not until seven o'clock in the morning that Han Zhenbei solved all the troubles. He comforted the Han siblings and checked the stability of the defense system before returning to his room to rest.
The mood of Han Xiaobao, the confused young master, did not seem to be greatly affected. After making sure that he was in a safe state again, he actually went back to his room and played online games for an hour before falling into bed and falling asleep.
Lin Ze, who was completely incomprehensible, received the reply that there was a very important task this morning. If he didn't go online to meet his teammates, he might fall behind others.
Lin Ze could only sigh again. This idiot is indeed a god-like game fan.
Staring at the slightly haggard face of the girl in front of her, she was concentrating on disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging Lin Ze's wounds. It took a full hour to treat Lin Ze's five wounds, large and small. Although the bandaging skills were very good,
I really don't dare to compliment him, but it makes Lin Ze's heart warm.
This girl knows that my brother Xiao Lin worked hard last night——
After bandaging the wound, the girl just bit her lip, lowered her head, and said nothing.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ze asked softly.
"Nothing." Han Xiaoyi shook her head, and after thinking for a moment, she slightly raised her face and said guiltily. "If it weren't for us, you wouldn't have been injured, and your left hand wouldn't have recovered, and your right hand was stabbed with several long wounds.
"Speaking of this, the girl's eye circles immediately turned red. The crystal water color swirled in her beautiful eyes, and just a little bit would flow onto her face.
"Idiot." Lin Ze lit a cigarette and said with relief. "Maybe you don't know that this injury is not serious in my career, and I am willing to be stabbed for you."
Han Xiaoyi's heart was shaken, and she immediately said with tenderness and a bit of scolding: "You are not allowed to say such things." She bit her lip and looked at Lin Ze with her eyebrows, which was indescribably touching.
Lin Ze blew out a puff of thick smoke, coughed twice uncontrollably, straightened his breath and said: "Many of the missions I performed in the past were narrow escapes. As long as I took it, I would probably lose my life. And even if I successfully completed it,
I dragged my body back from the mission, and no one disinfected, applied medicine, or bandaged my wounds. They might have said condescendingly to me, Lin Ze, you did a good job this time. Keep working hard in the future. Yes.
Yes, this is all the reward I got after working hard to complete the task. A word of praise. And if I failed to complete the task, or completed it, but made some actions that did not meet their requirements, I would be severely punished in the end.
Punishment - you should know that I am just a non-staff agent. And let me explain to you what a non-staff agent is. It means that I work for the national security, but I am not protected by the national security and cannot enjoy the privileges of an agent. If I have meritorious service, it is those leaders who
.If it fails, it has nothing to do with national security, and I will be responsible for it myself."
After Lin Ze finished speaking, the cigarette in his fingers burned to the end. He stubbed it out and threw it into the ashtray. He stared at Han Xiaoyi softly: "But I protected you and took the knife for you, but I got your concern and care.
Your heart aches. Tell me, am I willing to do this?"
Han Xiaoyi cried.
Tears were like pearls that had lost their thin threads, rolling down from her eyes one by one. Wetting her beautiful face, they flowed into her seductive little mouth.
It's bitter and hard to swallow, just like Lin Ze's situation, his life, and his experiences, it's heartbreaking.
Lin Ze wanted to comfort the girl who was sobbing silently, but she suddenly threw herself into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him unable to move.
"I will not let you live that kind of life again. I will care about you, feel sorry for you, take care of you, and work hard to make you happy, joyful, and happy." Han Xiaoyi choked and said. But the tears fell unscrupulously, soaking Lin Ze
His shirt blended with the blood on his body. There was no distinction between you and me.
Lin Ze enjoyed the girl's affectionate hug, and a quiet and satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He patted her shoulder gently and said softly: "You have been worried all night, and you are tired. Go to rest and wait until you get up.
I’ll cook you a sumptuous dinner.”
"I'll do it for you." Han Xiaoyi said stubbornly.
"Okay." Lin Ze nodded seriously. "But my digestion is not good recently, so you can just cook me a bowl of instant noodles."
"Puch-"
Han Xiaoyi laughed through tears and wanted to squeeze the man who dared to mock her cooking skills. But her little hand fell on his waist and abdomen, but she did not dare to use force and just squeezed lightly.
This ecstasy and sultry kneading made Lin Ze feel uneasy at the moment, and he said seriously: "Go to bed quickly, I see your face is haggard, don't turn into an old aunt."
After covering Han Xiaoyi with the quilt, Lin Ze went to the living room alone and found that Fang Susu, who had arrived at two o'clock in the morning, was sitting in the living room, silently in a daze.
"Why haven't you gone back yet?" Lin Ze walked over and asked curiously.
"Waiting for you." Fang Susu came to her senses and stood up slowly.
"What are you waiting for me to do?" Lin Ze looked confused.
"There was someone who showed me the way into the villa. I'm afraid I won't be able to find the direction and get lost when I go out." Fang Susu said with an indifferent face. "Waiting for you to take me out."
"——"
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This villa area is very large. Speaking of which, if Lin Ze didn't have an amazing memory, he might have gotten lost the first time he came here.
It was already early in the morning, and the cool breeze of early autumn was a bit chilly. Fang Susu subconsciously tightened her arms while walking on the path.
"I won't take off my clothes and put them on you." Lin Ze, who was only wearing a shirt, said first. "I'm not a man who likes to expose his breasts in front of women."
Fang Susu rolled her eyes at him indifferently, curled her lips and said, "I don't even bother to wear your dirty clothes."
Lin Ze smiled and continued to smoke.
The road is not long, and it only takes three minutes to walk to where Fang Susu parked his car. I don't know whether Lin Ze was exhausted and walked slowly, or whether Fang Susu deliberately slowed down, but after five minutes, they only completed half of the distance.
Finally, when the two of them stopped in front of the car door, Fang Susu asked, "Don't you blame the bureau for not sending anyone to support you?"
"I'm used to it." Lin Ze flicked the ashes away from his cigarette casually.
Fang Susu was blocked by his words, and then said: "The director said that this is the last mission he has proactively assigned to you. After completing this protection mission, you will no longer be bound by anything."
Lin Ze laughed miserably, looked back at Fang Susu and said, "Then what do you think I can do?"
"I think you can do anything and do it well." Fang Susu said calmly.
"Sometimes a woman's intuition is terrible, but sometimes it is extremely stupid." Lin Ze did not respond directly, but said this sentence. "You can drive left and turn right later.
Go forward three hundred meters and turn left twice in a row to exit the villa area."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Lin Ze." Fang Susu called softly.
"Huh?" Lin Ze turned around.
"I want to know, if Director Fang no longer asks you to take on any tasks in the future, will you continue to do it?" Fang Susu asked anxiously and nervously.
Lin Ze's expression was a little stiff. He pondered for a full minute, raised his head and grinned: "My life was given to me by the old guy. I will do whatever he is willing and wants to do." He paused,
He asked curiously. "What about you? Are you planning to be an agent and an old maid all your life?"
Fang Susu ignored Lin Ze's joke and said with a hint of meaning: "Like you, my life was also given by the director."
