"Go quickly---------------Always remember...don't touch drugs like me! Never...don't touch this thing..." As the largest person in country F
Drug lord, Tisoke has paid with his life for his actions.
"dad-------------"
"Promise me... to race warriors!!" Tisoke likes to call him the name of his Indian tribe. He feels that his talented and intelligent son will definitely become the pride of the tribe in the future.
He tried his best and vomited blood to push Harris, who had come back to stay with him, back to the hope of life.
"Quick...quick...go...remember...no hatred...no revenge...okay..." The sticky blood rushing out choked his throat, and he opened his eyes wide.
With both eyes, he tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, and slowly crawled towards the other side of the road.
"Dad----------" Harris behind him wanted to follow, but was frightened by the almost crazy anger in Tisock's eyes, "Bah------Bah-bah----
"He forced his son back to the safety of the jungle with the gun in his hand.
Raising the gun in his hand, he took one last look at his beloved Harris and began to sweep forward...
"Da da da... da da da da..." With the sound of machine gun fire, Harris, who was hiding on the branch of a tree, opened his bloody eyes and stared desperately ahead. With the figure engraved in the bottom of his heart, he suddenly
He suddenly fell down, his fingernails dug deeply into the bark of the tree, and his teeth bit his lip.
Blood...endless blood gradually spread down from the branches...
Harris stared at York's bloated and deformed face with a complex expression. After looking at it for a long time, he looked away with difficulty.
"Okay, Mr. York. I promise to give it a try for you."
Adams waited for a long time in the magnificent living room before meeting his owner, Harris. He followed several bodyguards in black with heavy steps and lowered his head, as if he did not see that he was still waiting for him.
"Master..." Adams rushed forward excitedly.
Harris saw the concern in the butler's eyes, and his heart, which had been frozen for a long time, finally showed signs of warming. Without speaking, he reached out his hand to hold Adams' shoulder and pressed it twice.
"Owner...."
A middle-aged man in a suit hurriedly walked in from the door. When he saw Harris, he politely extended his hand: "Hello, I am Mr. York's personal assistant Hankison. Now, I will take you to the plane."
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Harris nodded slightly and said in a serious tone: "Okay. Thank you!" When he and Adams turned to leave, Harris took another look at the corridor behind. It was pitch dark there, and there was no trace of York at all.
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On the return plane, after Adams learned everything, he asked him puzzledly: "Master, why doesn't Mr. York leave you in New York to implement the plan?" Logically speaking, it is easier to control it if you put it under your eyes, right?
A sneer appeared at the corner of Harris's mouth, "He... a cunning guy, how could he leave a bomb like me around to threaten his safety?" York said that after getting the documents, he would rush to F as soon as possible.
The country will make a deal with him. At that time, everything he hopes to have will be realized overnight. But who doesn't understand, he wants to get the documents and get rid of everything related to him, or, as he guessed, the worst result
, York will choose to use extreme measures to destroy himself.
Adams was very worried and felt that things were far from being as simple as imagined.
"Master, I will protect you." All he could give was this feeble promise.
Beijing.
The weather is clear and sunny.
The mood is exactly the same as that of Yao Xiaojing.
Director Guo informed her that she did not need to report back to the center, and Uncle Su Changqing also promised her a great "benefits", that is, she would be protected by the 530 action team until the danger was resolved. She and Mu Feng therefore moved back to the Yao family building.
Several members of the 530 team took turns guarding the Yao family. Chi Yuyan fully approved of the return of her daughter and son-in-law, and Yao Zhiyuan was also very happy. Aunt Zhang also specially learned a few Huaiyang dishes to welcome them.
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Only Yao Zhiyuan and Chen Mufeng knew about Yao Xiaojing's threat from terrorists. They cooperated tacitly and Chi Yuyan did not notice anything strange at all.
It’s just that as time went by, Chi Yuyan would also wonder why her daughter, who had an active nature, never left the door these days and turned into a completely different look. She felt surprised and wanted to ask the reason, but Yao Xiaojing would always take advantage of her.
In the past, when I asked a question in a hurry, the girl kept mumbling for a long time, and then surprisingly said that she wanted to go into seclusion to create a human being.
At this time, Chi Yuyan and Aunt Zhang were no longer calm.
The two of them immediately turned into ambassadors of love, wishing they could develop their recipes into nutritious and body-replenishing meals. After three days of drinking bird's nest porridge, the two Yao family members finally couldn't bear the taste buds of the bird, and they woke up three times in the middle of the night.
He got up and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The father-in-law and his son-in-law liked sour and spicy noodles, so Chen Mufeng took over Aunt Zhang's big stick and made the famous hot and sour noodles in Y province for his father-in-law.
I saw that his big hand holding a gun was no less good at holding a frying spoon. He heated the oil and poured it on the chili noodles to make fiery red oil. Instead of yellow noodles with eggs, it was the same with dried noodles. Slowly simmered and fished out.
Set aside. Then use soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and chicken essence to make a sauce and pour it on the cooked noodles. Add the prepared red oil. Finally, add chopped coriander and minced mustard, and a steaming bowl of hot and sour noodles is ready.
Done.
Yao Zhiyuan was stunned when he saw it. When he was served a bowl, Xilihulu took a big bite, and then he exclaimed in surprise: "This noodles is authentic!!"
Chen Mufeng imitated his father-in-law and took a big gulp, chewing with a smile: "This noodle, it would be more delicious if the eggs were hand-kneaded." The leader of the base's cooking class is a true native of Y Province, and he is very good at rolling it.
Taoist egg-stuffed yellow noodles. At that time, whenever they came back from a mission outside, they would always be greeted by the hot and sour noodles specially ordered by Captain Clouded Leopard. Especially in the wet and cold weather in winter, a big bowl of it would tempt the appetite.
The red oil enters the belly and feels refreshing from the inside of the sweat pores to the outside.