Liu Handong had a long-term private room at the Jumeirah Sailing Hotel. When the waiter saw the generous Korean Mr. Choi, he immediately stepped forward with a smile to help carry the luggage. Liu Handong handed over a banknote and whispered a few words, and the waiter nodded hurriedly.
The two of them entered the elevator. Zheng Jiayi was a little nervous, as if she was shocked by her bold behavior. Liu Handong held her waist domineeringly, and she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
The elevator did not go to the floor, but went straight to the rooftop. This was beyond Zheng Jiayi's expectation. Just as she was about to say something, Liu Handong grabbed her Hermès handbag, took out the satellite phone from inside, threw it to the service staff, and pulled it
She got on the helicopter. There was a sightseeing helicopter on the rooftop of the hotel, ready to take off at any time. Liu Handong gave the order and the helicopter took off.
In the hotel parking lot, the Mercedes-Benz station wagon had just stopped. The window was lowered, revealing the stern face of a well-dressed man wearing sunglasses. In the car, the agent's laptop showed that the tracking target was in the hotel.
"Captain, do you want to get up?" asked the young man in the carriage.
The man in sunglasses shook his head expressionlessly, lit a cigarette and said, "Let's meet again after a long separation."
The helicopter flew for five minutes and landed on the pier. Liu Handong pulled Zheng Jiayi onto a thirty-six-foot-long white yacht, untied the cable and started the engine, and drove towards the open sea.
After half an hour of sailing, the yacht finally stopped sailing, surrounded by the endless sea. Liu Handong and Zheng Jiayi looked at each other. Without any extra words, they hugged each other again, rolled on the bed, and kept talking (deleted here)
minus 4,853 words).
Four hours later, as the sun set in the west and reflected the sea red, Zheng Jiayi lay naked on the bed, extremely lazy and charming: "How long has it been since you last touched a woman?"
Liu Handong lit a cigarette and asked: "Who sent you here?"
Zheng Jia glanced at him, took the cigarette, took two puffs, coughed a few times, and shed tears: "What kind of cigarette is this? It's so choking."
"Let's be honest with each other and say what we have to say." Liu Handong said, "I don't believe in coincidences. The person who can help Miss Zheng is definitely not an ordinary person."
Zheng Jiayi was silent for a moment, pulled the blanket to cover her body, and said, "I'm here to find you. Arhat will help. Their people may still be in the hotel."
Liu Handong smiled: "I remember that Luo Han was interested in you. He knew clearly what would happen if you were with me for so long, but he was still willing to wait below. This is quite generous."
Zheng Jiayi sneered: "Does he have a choice?"
"Okay, what happened to remind you of me as a fugitive?" Liu Handong was very vigilant, but he could also discern the nature of the matter. As Zheng Jiayi, he would never be a "swallow", so
This action against yourself should be well-intentioned.
"The matter is very complicated. I can't explain it in a sentence or two. Let's go ashore first." Zheng Jia picked up the clothes and started to put them on with her back to Liu Handong. She has a well-proportioned figure, firm and tender skin, slender and smooth legs, a slim waist and plump hips.
Liu Handong couldn't hold himself back and walked forward and hugged her tightly from behind.
"Don't make trouble." Zheng Jiayi said angrily, "I'm still here, I'm all swollen from you."
Suddenly there was a faint sound of motor. Liu Handong hurried out of the cabin and looked up. A high-speed motorboat was approaching from a distance.
"Is it an Arhat?" Liu Handong looked back at Zheng Jiayi. Zheng Jiayi, who had already put on her underwear, was full of doubts: "I don't know."
No matter who was on the motorboat, they were all here with bad intentions. Liu Handong took out the Navy 7X50 telescope under the bridge and looked over and was surprised. There was a familiar face on the motorboat, who had served in the United States and Mexico.
He had hunted down his own Agent No. 4 at the border.
"You come to me, who else knows!" Liu Handong asked loudly.
"The itinerary is confidential, but it may not be concealed." Zheng Jiayi also noticed something was wrong, and his body was trembling slightly. No identity was enough to protect himself in the vast sea.
Liu Handong started the engine and asked Zheng Jiayi: "Will it start?"
"Yes." Zheng Jia nodded hurriedly, put on a pair of pajamas and came to take the helm.
Liu Handong took out a box from the bottom of the cabin, which contained a Barrett heavy sniper rifle. This powerful thing must be used in maritime operations. The range of ordinary automatic rifles is simply not enough.
The wind and waves were bumpy and the target was far away. Liu Handong fired several shots but failed to hit the target. The opponent maneuvered like a snake and took out his gun to fight back. The tracer bullets were particularly clear under the night cover. It could be seen that every three armor-piercing bullets in the magazine were increased by one.
Fire bombs, this is the ammunition configuration to sink the yacht.
The motorboat was small and fast, and the distance between it and the yacht was getting closer and closer. The white fiberglass boat was densely covered with bullet holes. However, as the distance got closer, the hit rate of the sniper rifle also greatly increased. Liu Handong held his breath and calculated in advance.
A bullet was fired, and the wildly maneuvering motorboat was shot, black smoke erupted, and it broke down.
Zheng Jia breathed a sigh of relief. The tense battle caused her to secrete adrenaline sharply. She was highly nervous and finally escaped. After relaxing, she noticed pain in her waist. She reached out and touched her hands, which were covered with blood. She was dumbfounded and felt weak.
fell down.
Liu Handong supported Zheng Jiayi and helped her check and bandage the wound. A bullet hit her waist. It was a blind tube wound. There was an entrance but not an exit. He didn't know which internal organs were injured, but he knew that if he didn't hit her in time,
If he was sent to the hospital, Zheng Jiayi's life could not be saved.
"Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital." Liu Handong said loudly.
Zheng Jiayi smiled sweetly: "It would be good to die here."
"Don't say stupid things." Liu Handong turned the yacht's horsepower to the maximum, turned the bow and sailed towards the dock. At the same time, he used the ship's radio to contact the medical rescue helicopter. The Arabs' efficiency was frighteningly inefficient. The helicopter was late in arriving, and the yacht was speeding at high speed.
The port is looming.
The red and blue lights of an ambulance were already flashing on the pier. As soon as the yacht docked, the ambulance staff carried a stretcher over. Liu Handong was covered in blood. He carried the dying Zheng Jia off the boat and placed the injured person on the stretcher.
Feeling relieved.
Among the surrounding crowd, there were several Asian faces whose murderous aura could not be concealed.
Liu Handong put his hand into his trouser pocket and held the grenade.
Another group of people gathered around, and the leader was Luo Han. He and the previous group of people faced off face to face, with Liu Handong standing in the center.
"Captain Luo, this is the person the military wants." The leader of the other party smiled.
"Guoan is also looking for him, and this action was planned by me. Don't steal business." Luo Han was domineering and waved his hand, "Take him away."
"Wait!" The opponent couldn't help but draw his gun at each other. Both sides were not good at each other, and the tension on the trestle was about to break out.
"Arhat, you know in your heart that you can't take him away today unless you take away his body." The other party's attitude was quite firm.
Arhat stared at the man closely: "I have only changed my job for a few days, and you climbed on my head to shit."
The man said: "I'm sorry Captain Luo, I'm just following the order."
Liu Handong knew that Luo Han was here to protect him, but the current situation was not good, and it seemed that a fight would be necessary to solve the problem.
"Now that you say that, there is no need to talk?" Luo Han spread his hands and suddenly drew his gun. His movements were as fast as lightning. Before anyone could react, the gun went off.
Liu Handong looked at the blood on his chest in disbelief. Arhat actually shot himself.
He staggered a few steps and fell into the sea. Before he died, not even a revolving door appeared in his mind, but only confusion and surprise.
"Is it okay now?" Arhat said with an angry face, "You won't snatch the body from me too, will you?"
The opponent was a descendant of Arhat, and was weaker in terms of momentum. Moreover, their mission was to physically eliminate Liu Handong. Since Arhat had helped to do it, the task was considered completed. Looking at the blood stains floating on the sea, the group of people evacuated in anger.
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Liu Handong had many nightmares, dreaming that he was struggling in endless darkness, with his relatives right in front of him but unable to recognize each other, and at his feet was an abyss, with countless skeletons waving their arms and shouting silently with their twisted mouths open.
He woke up from a nightmare, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. He looked down at his chest. He tied a bandage and pressed it. The wound was still hurting. The surrounding environment was quiet, with white sheets, walls, and blinds. It was hard to tell.
Where.
The camera on the ceiling was rotating, and a minute later, Luohan opened the door and came in, with a cruel smile on his lips.
"How dare you shoot me." Liu Handong gritted his teeth.
"You deserve it." Arhat said, "Let's go, I will take you to meet someone."
Liu Handong was not stupid. Of course he could guess that Luo Han shot to save himself. Wearing a hospital gown, he followed Luo Han through the corridor and came to another ward. This was a large suite with complete facilities and could see through the glass wall.
When I arrived at the hospital bed, there was a haggard old man lying on the bed. His skin was wrinkled like tree bark, his complexion was sallow and dull, and he was covered with age spots. He was Admiral Luo Kegong, whom he had not seen for a long time. On the ECG monitor, his vital signs were very weak.
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Luo Han changed his gown, signed the registration book, and entered the sterile ward with Liu Handong.
Luo Kegong waved his hand weakly as a greeting, and turned his eyes to Luo Han. The latter understood, put on gloves, took out the syringe and injection from the medical equipment box, sucked it skillfully, disinfected it with cotton balls, and injected the old man with an injection.
Injection of morphine.
The injection was very effective. A sickly flush appeared on the admiral's face, and he waved Liu Handong forward.
Liu Handong walked to the bed.
"I'm about to go see Marx." Luo Kegong spoke out of breath, pausing for several seconds before speaking. "There are spies in the intelligence system. I can't leave until I make arrangements."
"Being penetrated...destroying the Great Wall...dying with eyes open..." Luo Kegong said some words intermittently, and he couldn't breathe. The nurse came in to suction him and increase the oxygen concentration.
The admiral gasped for a while and struggled to sit up. Arhat hurriedly helped him: "Uncle, don't be impatient. Speak slowly."
"Liu Handong, reinstate his military status and give him a military rank and treatment. Captain, no, major. Manpower and material resources are sufficient. Let him investigate. Investigate from the CIA. Investigate traitors... Investigate traitors. Investigate..." The old man's voice became weaker and weaker.
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Arhat rang the bell, and doctors and nurses rushed in to rescue him, but he was finally pronounced dead.
Liu Handong and Luo Han stood outside the glass wall, watching the weak heartbeat trace on the monitor turn into a straight line.