Yang Hao opened the list that Butterfly sent to him. The names on it were all familiar, but the one at the top of the list was a very familiar name.
Purple bamboo.
Yang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly. He took out his mobile phone and was about to call Zizhu. When his fingers touched the screen of the mobile phone, he suddenly stopped and his expression began to hesitate.
This is a dangerous journey, and it is probably just a one-way trip, with only an outbound journey and no return.
Yang Hao knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, Zizhu would definitely agree without saying a word, but Yang Hao began to hesitate. Should he call her? Will his most loyal brothers and sisters be involved in this dangerous situation?
There is another factor, the complicated relationship between Zizhu and Spider. If something happens to Zizhu, his conscience will be uneasy, and Spider will probably go crazy because of it.
Don't look at Spider. On the surface, he always quarreled, quarreled, and was at odds with Zizhu. But if he knew that Zizhu was in danger, he would definitely kill her immediately and risk his own life to protect her safety.
He and Zizhu are real enemies. They seem to be unable to get along when they are together, but when they are not together, they miss each other deeply.
Yang Hao's eyes passed over Zizhu's name and looked at the second name.
Poison dragon.
A man with a rough and wild expression appeared in Yang Hao's mind. This was a man who had the same temperament as a vulture. He was very domineering, but he was also very capable, especially in close combat.
More importantly, because of his ability, this person works alone and has a high status among the hidden dragons. He has no background, but he is not willing to rely on anyone. He belongs to the neutral faction.
Yang Hao dialed Du Long's phone number, and soon, a slightly high-pitched man's voice came from the phone: "Who is this?"
Yang Hao calmly said: "I am Yang Hao."
There was an obvious pause on the other side of the phone. After a few breaths, Du Long's voice rang again: "What do you want from me?"
"There is a mission that is absolutely secret and very dangerous. It requires people who are good at cold weapon fighting to participate. Are you interested?"
Du Long asked back: "That task that Li Baiyu is unwilling to perform?"
"Yes." Yang Hao replied calmly: "Because you need to compete with elites from various countries, the risk is very high. Because the opponent's information cannot be understood, it is likely that this is a one-way trip."
Du Long answered neatly: "Who is participating and who is leading the team?"
"I am the leader of a five-person team. For the time being, you are the first person I notify..."
Poison Dragon asked again: "What is the level of this mission?"
"SSS level, currently the highest level of task difficulty, cannot be exposed and will not appear in any records. If we complete the task, we will receive rewards of the corresponding level, but some of these cannot be leaked to the world. I think you should understand
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Poison Dragon was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "I heard that you were seriously injured yesterday?"
Yang Hao was silent for two seconds and said: "It's not as heavy as it looks. If you're worried, you can try it yourself."
"Can you give me more details?"
Yang Hao thought for a while and said: "The more detailed details will have to be explained to you by the Dragon King after you confirm to join the team, but I can tell you that this time the latest researched potential medicine will be used."
Although it was just one sentence, Poison Dragon must have roughly understood a lot of things.
Sure enough, just after Yang Hao said these words, Du Long already said directly: "Okay, I will join."
Yang Hao hummed and said, "Okay, someone will contact you later."
Yang Hao directly cut off the call, returned to the list, and set his sights on the names behind Poison Dragon. He then made a few more calls. Some refused, and some agreed. In the blink of an eye, there were three names.
Team members, only the last member is left.
Yang Hao found someone and was about to make a call when his phone suddenly rang. He looked at the name on the screen and frowned.
Purple bamboo.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Hao answered the call and said with a smile: "Zizhu, what do you want from me?"
Zizhu asked calmly, "How many people have you found?"
Yang Hao suddenly sweated and hesitated. Just when he was about to deny it, Zizhu added: "If you still want me to call you boss in the future, don't lie to me."
Yang Hao smiled bitterly. His momentary hesitation had already been seen through by the other party. After all, they were very familiar with each other and could not hide it from the other party. He said helplessly: "Three."
Zizhu snorted coldly: "If I don't call you, are you not going to call me?"
Yang Hao was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. Zizhu seemed to know what Yang Hao's expression was now, and decided coldly: "No need to look for the last person, I'll go."
Yang Hao hesitated and said: "Zizhu, this matter..."
"Goodbye, mother-in-law, okay?" Zizhu cursed impatiently: "I said before, count me in, you think I'm joking, not to mention this time it's a cold weapon fight, which one do you think is better?
My opponent?"
Yang Hao smiled bitterly, Zizhu was telling the truth. In terms of close combat ability, although Zizhu is a woman, she is indeed very powerful. Otherwise, she would not be at the top of the list of butterflies.
"Who are the other three?"
Zizhu didn't talk nonsense with Yang Hao. He directly asked the three members and indirectly confirmed the identity of his team members.
Yang Hao knew that there was no way to convince Zizhu, and in terms of suitability, Zizhu was indeed a very suitable candidate. He did not choose her just because of some other factors.
"Poison Dragon, Gourd and Tarzan."
After hearing the nicknames of the three people, Zizhu nodded with some satisfaction and said: "Well, these three people are not bad. Okay, then the team is decided. By the way, you were injured yesterday, is there no problem?"
"No problem, it will heal in four or five days."
Zizhu frowned and said, "This task seems to be quite urgent. Is there enough time?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "You must have arrived in a hurry. It won't be that bad. It's okay. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."
Zizhu didn't ask any more questions and just said softly: "Okay, that's it. We'll talk about the rest when we meet."
Yang Hao hung up the phone, dialed the number of the Dragon King, and told the Dragon King the four people he had chosen. The Dragon King said he understood and left the rest to him, asking him to have a good night's rest and meet directly at the airport early tomorrow morning.
Let's meet, someone will notify him of the flight information later.
When he was about to get home, Yang Hao's phone rang again. Yang Hao picked it up and saw that it was a butterfly.
"You girl, are you the one who told Zizhu?"
As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Hao snorted and asked. Faced with Yang Hao's questioning, Butterfly was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "I'm just afraid that if you don't call me Sister Zizhu, she will definitely get angry later.
I will definitely be the unlucky one then."
Yang Hao sighed and did not pursue the matter further. The matter was already here, what was the use of talking more?
"What are you doing on the phone?"
Butterfly said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me to investigate yesterday's boxer Liu Zhentang? I forgot to tell you just now..."
Yang Hao perked up and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm all ears."
"Liu Zhentang, fifty-two years old, studied martial arts with a famous Xingyiquan master for many years in his early years. Later, for unknown reasons, he left the master and opened a noodle shop. He has been open for more than 20 years. He has a son named
Liu Hongxing, 19 years old, has just entered university. However, he was diagnosed with leukemia this year, and it is very serious. The treatment cost is very high, and it is difficult to cure. Liu Zhentang wanted his son to go abroad for treatment, so he took the black order.
For the fist mission..."
"Do you want medical treatment abroad?"
Yang Hao didn't say much, and simply asked: "Where is Liu Zhentang now, and where is his son?"
"They are all in Hongyang Hospital."
Yang Hao hummed and said, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Hao changed his destination and went directly to Hongyang Hospital.
In Hongyang Hospital, Yang Hao found Liu Zhentang easily. Liu Zhentang's hands and feet were covered with plasterboard. He was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, like a statue.
The sound of Yang Hao pushing open the door startled Liu Zhentang. Liu Zhentang turned his head and glanced at the door. When he saw clearly that it was Yang Hao standing at the door, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
"Yang Hao, why are you here?"
Yang Hao smiled slightly, closed the door, walked to the hospital bed, pulled up a chair and sat down: "How are your hands and legs?"
Liu Zhentang looked at the gentle smile on Yang Hao's face and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, it's just broken. I guess I won't be able to move for a while."
Yang Hao snorted. His bones were broken. It will take some time to recover. This is inevitable.
"Did you get your boxing commission?"
When Liu Zhentang heard Yang Hao's question, his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed: "I got it."
Yang Hao smiled: "I don't mean anything else. I have already asked the doctor about your son's condition. Although the condition is serious, it can still be treated. I heard that you are planning to send your son abroad for treatment?"
Liu Zhentang stared at Yang Hao's face, and sighed helplessly for a long time: "After all, foreign medical skills are better, and the doctor also suggested that I be sent abroad for treatment, but it only cost a lot of money, so I took the order out of desperation.
I took 500,000 yuan from them, but I’m not sure if it’s enough, but I’m trying to find a way to contact foreign hospitals, but those experts are hard to contact..."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll contact you."
Yang Hao didn't waste any time. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a foreign phone number. The phone rang for a long time before he was connected. There was a deep man's voice speaking in English.
"Which one?"
Yang Hao said calmly: "I am Yang Hao from China. I am looking for Karl Grad. I think he will not forget me so quickly."
A few seconds later, there was another person on the other side of the microphone, and a very enthusiastic man's voice rang: "Dear Yang, I haven't contacted you for a long time, how are you?"
Yang Hao smiled slightly: "I'm fine. I'm calling you this time to ask you for a small favor." (To be continued)