After the two of them walked out of the restaurant, it was completely dark. The slightly cold weather made the street look very deserted with fewer people shopping.
"Where do you live? I'll take you back." Tang Shuxin asked sideways while driving.
"Stop for a moment in front."
"What are you doing?" Tang Shufen parked the car on the side of the road.
Zhang Yang pointed his finger not far ahead, and saw Brother Song walking out of a supermarket with two gangsters just now.
"I'll be back in a minute." Zhang Yang didn't answer. After finishing speaking, he opened the car door and walked out.
Tang Shuxin saw him stopping Brother Song and the three of them, and beat them to the ground in a few rounds, and even broke one of Brother Song's legs.
For her, who is used to seeing murder scenes, this is simply child's play. Besides, Brother Song brought it upon himself and is not worthy of pity.
Brother Song obediently handed over the money. Zhang Yang ran back to the car with the money and smiled, put it on the dashboard and said, "Am I a good guy or a bad guy?"
"have no idea."
Tang Shuxin smiled bitterly, shook her head and answered truthfully, and continued: "Aren't you going to send the money back to the restaurant?"
"These three people will never come back to collect protection fees in the future. I saved a lot of money for the restaurant, shouldn't I get this reward?" Zhang Yang asked with a smirk.
"This is how you fight violence with violence."
"Wrong, good people are too cowardly, which makes bad people so arrogant. There are kitchen knives in the restaurant. If the boss fights with the bad people, will the bad people dare to come and collect protection money?"
Zhang Yang paused and continued to explain: "So you can not be a bad person, but you can never be a good person."
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Tang Shuxin didn't say anything anymore. She was no match for him when it came to talking nonsense, not to mention that her mind was a little confused, and she was too lazy to argue with him.
It was undeniable that she did not agree with Zhang Yang's words and actions, but she could not refute or stop her. Being with him became more realistic...
The two of them were speechless all the way, and soon they arrived at the door of the hotel. Zhang Yang said, "Let's go in and have a seat."
"It's so late, isn't it appropriate?"
Tang Shuxin was a little reluctant to give up, but she was worried that if she followed him into the hotel, someone would find her gossiping. As a soldier, it would have a bad impact...
"This is not a military camp, and no one knows you are a female soldier."
Zhang Yang saw her hesitation and continued with a smile: "Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"
Tang Shuxin's lingering made him extremely happy. Of course, he had no evil thoughts at the moment, but he just felt that at least this girl did not dislike him.
"I just want to give you a massage treatment. There are many bone displacements on your body, and there are muscle strains that have been left untreated for a long time and become stiff." Zhang Yang continued to explain.
"What am I afraid of? You may not be my opponent."
His words made Tang Shuxin blush, thinking that her thoughts were too complicated.
After joking, he pressed the remote control to lock the car and followed him to the hotel room.
"As the general manager of Haitian Group, do you have to live in such a shabby hotel room?"
It was the first time for Tang Shuxin to be with a man in a hotel room. Her heart was pounding and she joked to relieve her nervousness.
"As long as I can sleep, why do you ask for so much?" Zhang Yang replied with a smile, walked to the old water dispenser, took a glass of water and handed it to her.
"It's far worse than your last five-star hotel." Tang Shuxin didn't know what to say and kept talking about the topic.
"Get down, I'll give you a massage." Zhang Yang knew her cautious thoughts and simply got to the point.
"Can't you just sit down?"
"Do you want me to lie down and treat the bone displacement of your leg injury?"
"Okay!" Tang Shuxin blushed, curled her lips and agreed, then turned around and lay on the bed, feeling even more nervous.
She was not afraid that Zhang Yang would do anything outrageous, but that girls were naturally reserved and shy. Being alone with a man in such close contact in bed, this kind of nervousness could not be overcome by courage.
“Relax your whole body.”
Zhang Yang put his hands on her shoulders and felt that all the muscles in her body were tense. Knowing that it was because of nervousness, he smiled and patted her back as a reminder.
Tang Shuxin was lying on the bed, her slender waist and round hips forming a perfect arc.
The height of the model's figure made the bed feel a bit too short, and a large part of her legs stuck out of the edge of the bed.
"It's relaxed now."
Tang Shuxin also tried not to use any strength, burying her head deeply in the pillow, as if to avoid her shy expression.
It's just that as a member of the special forces team, whether it's missions or training, she needs to maintain a high level of tension, which makes it difficult for her to completely relax.
Zhang Yang grabbed her arm, shook it hard twice, and began to knead her with his fingers. At the same time, Yang Zhenhuo entered her body, which could better help her treat the bone displacement.
With the sound of bones brittle, and after a brief period of pain, Tang Shufen felt a warm current flowing through her body, filling every nerve, and her entire body became light and airy.
She understood that Zhang Yang was treating herself with the same method he used to treat Shishi's injuries. Thinking of the way he was sweating profusely at that time, she knew that it was very draining of energy, and she felt very grateful.
"How to deal with that haunted house?" Zhang Yang felt that the room was too dull and found a topic.
"Everything has been put under martial law. In two days, the blood viruses of the living dead inside will be specially treated to leave no trace of hidden dangers, and then dismantled."
"Who is the other party? Is he sent by Japan?"
I thought that since there are Japanese ninjas, they must be Japanese, because there are few people who learn from this sect of ninjas, not to mention China and the world.
And those living dead all possess specially made weapons, and their techniques and movements are all ninja kung fu, which makes it even more certain that they are Japanese people.
"Well, judging from the equipment that releases electromagnetic signals and the firearms used by the men in black found at the scene, they are all high-tech products and cannot be purchased in China."
Tang Shuxin's voice was a little murmuring, and she continued vaguely: "The identity of the living dead cannot be determined, and they have been incinerated."
It's no wonder that the long-term mission training has kept her nerves in a tense state, but the Nine Suns True Fire made her whole body feel so comfortable. Every inch of her skin relaxed and she began to feel drowsy.
When Zhang Yang put his hands on her waist, he lowered his head and found a long scar on the exposed skin. Driven by curiosity, he gently lifted up her top.
Her skin is very white, and the more people look at it, the more shocking it becomes. The wound is like a huge centipede, terrifying, extending upward...
After lifting it up more than ten centimeters, Tang Shuxin grabbed his arm with her little hand and said, "Don't look at me, I'm afraid I'll scare you."
At this time, she no longer felt shy, but felt that the most ugly and embarrassing scars were displayed in front of Zhang Yang, and she was a little at a loss.
"Don't worry, I can help you cure it." Zhang Yang felt particularly distressed and said softly.
Tang Shuxin slowly loosened her little hands. She had an inexplicable trust in this man, and she also believed that this man would heal her scars.
The styptic powder was his formula, which was enough for her to trust. More importantly, she suddenly felt that she had a sense of security in front of this man, and was not afraid that he would know all her flaws.
The more the clothes turned up, the more Zhang Yang felt distressed. In addition to the long scar, there were countless small scars crisscrossing the entire jade back, extending towards the chest...
"Why are you working so hard? Is it worth it?" Zhang Yang couldn't bear to look at it anymore and put down his clothes to cover the wound.
He now understood why Tang Shuxin was so desperate for styptic powder. If these members of the special brigade had so many scars on their bodies, they would simply not be able to afford the styptic powder at the price on the market.
Male soldiers don’t care, but what about these female soldiers? How should they face it...
"I chose to join the army because I wanted to support myself. Our hometown was very poor. After my grandma died, Xiaoqiang and I had no family at all."
Tang Shuxin lay on the bed, her shoulders twitching, and continued with a choked voice: "It happened that Uncle Liu went to visit us, so we followed him out. We didn't want to always rely on him, and in order to gain some reputation, we trained hard, and in the end
Just join the special forces, it's that simple."
"Retire, don't be a soldier anymore." Zhang Yang touched her back distressedly and said softly.
"I have also thought about it, but what can I do after retirement? After so many years of military life, I am afraid it will be difficult to adapt to the outside society."
"You don't have to do anything, I'll take care of you."
Zhang Yang felt regret after saying this, fearing that Tang Shuxin might misunderstand that he was angry because of his disrespect for her, but he did feel it.
"Thank you, I still want to rely on myself."
Tang Shuxin was not angry, but turned over and sat up and continued: "Thank you for treating me. It's time for me to go back."
Her eyes were red and tears were shining in her bright eyes. This was the first time Zhang Yang saw her fragile side, and his heart trembled and became even more distressed.
After finishing speaking, he straightened his wrinkled clothes, stood up and walked towards the door.
Zhang Yang sent her out of the hotel. As for the money on the dashboard, she refused to take it at all. Maybe to her, these were ill-gotten gains.
Treating Shishi consumed a lot of energy. Although the massage given to Tang Shuxin was much more relaxing, she still felt tired. She returned to the room and threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt that the Nine Yang True Fire in his body was rapidly expanding, filling every cell in his body. He opened his eyes and became alert.
He heard from his uncle that yin and yang are in conflict with each other, and the Nine-Yang True Fire belongs to the supreme yang, so it has a natural resistance to yin energy. The abnormal reaction at this time indicates that yin energy has invaded the room.
However, Zhang Yang didn't get up immediately. Ling Yuhan, the leader of the Yin Sect's ghost arts, had already been defeated by him. What other Yin Qi could he worry about?
It was probably Ling Yihan's apprentice Ling Bing'er who had arrived. Thinking of her cute, doll-like face, Zhang Yang wanted to tease her on purpose. He turned over and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, peeking out through a gap. (To be completed.)