BBE was established after the terrorist incident at the Munich Olympics in 1972. Its members have superb military qualities and are not inferior to the German GSG-9, British SAS and Israeli Unit 269.
When the barber heard Conway whispering Dennis's name, his eyes lit up, and the iceberg face that had not melted for thousands of years actually thawed and shattered.
"Do you know Captain Dennis?"
Conway nodded and said nothing.
Some stories are too long to tell.
The barber raised his wrist, revealing the shrapnel engraved with the BBE logo inside.
Gu Mengmeng leaned over to take a look, but was startled by the barber's sudden grabbing movement.
Conway reacted sharply and grabbed Gu Mengmeng, using a simple and effective counter-grabbing action to resolve the barber's attack.
After the two men looked at each other deeply for a long time, the barber suddenly sighed and said in a calm tone: "Although you refuse to tell me, I can guess your sensitivity based on my years of service in the BBE.
Identity, do you believe it?"
Conway looked at him thoughtfully and raised his eyebrows with interest.
The barber paused, then lowered his voice and said, "You are the Chinese special forces major that our captain admires the most, right?"
Conway was even more surprised.
The barber smiled. This was the first time Gu Mengmeng saw his smile. People in the staff dormitory once said when chatting in the Dutch aunt's house that even though the ice and snow melted, the barbers in the university town were still frozen.
"I was injured and retired from BBE five years ago. Captain Dennis carved the shrapnel that shot into my chest into the word BBE and gave it to me. He demonstrated to me the grappling action just now and said that life is a game and there is no forever.
The winner. One day, he will grow old and leave BBE. It doesn’t matter whether he wins or loses. What matters is who is more free and easy when he turns away when we break up."
"The captain said that this sentence was told to him by his Chinese friend, a special operations major whom he admired. That grappling action was also something he had done to him before."
Conway smiled and gave the barber a thumbs up.
He said: "You are great! Dennis will be proud to have a team member like you."
Elites from the special operations community across national borders looked at each other and smiled.
The barber asked worriedly: "Your head... looks like it's seriously injured..."
Conway said indifferently: "We are the same kind of people now, but it seems that you are not as lucky as me." He took his wife, who was immersed in her thoughts, and said to the barber: "Well, this is it.
My lucky star. My wife, Gu Mengmeng!"
The barber looked seriously at the Chinese woman who greeted him with a smile.
Suddenly he said: "Oh! I know. She must be the lecturer from Hesse that the students who came to get their haircut recently talked about!"
He emphasized: "There are many oriental girls in university towns, but they are beautiful, pure, and smile like tulips in bloom. This is the only one in front of me!"
His compliment made Gu Mengmeng feel embarrassed.
She buried her face in Conway's neck, smelling the fragrance of shaving water on his neck, and refused to show her head.
Conway patted her shoulder, smiled and said goodbye to the barber.
When going out, he happened to meet the tram that he had just taken. The driver took him back and he was waiting at the door of the barber shop. Gu Mengmeng thanked the driver and went back to the staff dormitory with Conway.
A new look.
It couldn't be more appropriate to apply to Conway at this moment.
Gu Mengmeng secretly looked at his straight and handsome profile, and saw on the Internet that his eyebrows were as beautiful as distant mountains, his eyes were as bright as stars, as clear as lake water, his nose was as straight as a blade, his lips were upturned like water chestnuts, and his face was thin
It is not an exaggeration to use these words such as sharp angles and sharp angles.
The difference is that he is more masculine than ordinary handsome men.
The whole body is as carved as a chisel, with a vitality. This handsome face, guided by the inner temperament, exudes a charming charm.
He knew that she had been watching him quietly.
His eyes were always filled with obsession and love, like a star-chasing young girl whose love had just begun, but she didn't dare to open her heart, so she could only look and think from a distance, as if being entangled from such a distance could already fulfill the dream in her heart.
He smiled slightly.
He will not turn his head to scare her, nor will he be mysterious and enjoy the beauty's gaze.
He just smiled faintly, feeling her pure happiness blend into his life and inseparable from him.
When I went upstairs, I unexpectedly heard the midnight singing on my floor again.
The pure Dutch accent and the melodious and magnetic voice swirled and stirred in the night, interpreting a poignant love story to the extreme.
He held her hand and walked slowly, listening.
Echoed.
It sounded so beautiful and charming to her ears.
Go back to dorms.
She was about to turn on the light, but he stopped her.
The lattice windows with pale moonlight cast a warm light in the classic room.
In the night wind and singing, he leaned down and kissed her lips.
The thin kiss, with deep desire, made her tremble uncontrollably.
"I want you..." He whispered softly in her ear.
Her mind said no, but her body betrayed her first.
Holding his neck with both hands.
Follow the direction he was walking and walk towards the nearest large printed sofa.
There is a velvet blanket on top, pink velvet, which makes the cold nights in the Netherlands less uncomfortable.
She was pressed under him, his lips holding her earlobe and slowly moving downward.
"Um...well...I'll do it." She turned around and lay on top of him, then took a soft pillow and placed it behind Conway's head. Then she rubbed his body bit by bit.
, lifting up his sweatshirt.
The spring color was immediately visible under his thin clothes, and through the material of his trousers, his charge horn seemed to have been raised and sounded.
"Can you..." What time it was, he still looked at Gu Mengmeng with doubt.
She closed her eyes and worked hard with her hands.
Together with little Nenei, they took off his restraints.
"ah....."
"ah....."
After the two sounds merged, all that was left was the melodious singing of the canal water and the increasingly heavy breathing...