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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seven: Stubborn People

As soon as Caesar's words came out, the conference room was as quiet as death. Finally, Lu Mingfei asked weakly: "

"Whose kiss will you steal?"

Caesar pointed at himself, raised his chest and raised his head and said:

"Steal my kiss!"

"Boss, when did you get married?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, a little puzzled by Caesar's words, and then saw the other party gnashing his teeth and mumbling: "I also want to know this question..."

Before Lu Mingfei could react, Caesar strode up to him and said loudly: "The power of the secret party seems to be in the United States, but in fact it is still based in Europe. If you want to let the execution part go, you must be under their control."

Lao Lao slaps the secret party hard in the face."

"My girlfriend, Chen Motong, has been affected by memory erasure and is engaged to me." Caesar patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder, took a deep breath and said, "Lu Mingfei, go and snatch Nono out. In this way,

The Gattuso family will go crazy to find you."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth and asked a sharp question: "But boss, this seems to be a slap in your face."

"I propose a direct raid on the Gattuso family's residence. With just two or three bombs, we can blow it up." Chu Zihang on the side put forward an even crazier suggestion. Compared with the petty fight of snatching a bride, it is obviously better to blow up the enemy.

Only Fang Zhidi is more popular with him.

Caesar shook his head: "Once you appear in Europe, the Executive Department will not show mercy to you. You need a hostage to make them use their weapons against you."

Everyone in the conference room obviously still had doubts, and many older people spoke out to dissuade Caesar:

"This is too risky, the girl may get hurt."

"People's words are terrible, what will happen to a girl's reputation then..."

"The Gattuso family has always been ruthless. Will a hostage make them worry?"

Facing everyone who still had concerns, Caesar remained as stubborn as ever: "I will go with them. As long as I am here, the execution department will not harm Nono."

Caesar's idea is very simple. If he and Lu Mingfei act together, even if they are surrounded by the execution department, they can still protect Nono. They can also cooperate inside and outside to cover Lu Mingfei's evacuation.

"Ms. Gurweger, do you have anything to say?" Su Jiye, the head of the relevant department minister, looked at Gurweger who was sitting in the corner.

Seeing that he was being questioned, Gullweger showed a smile: "Caesar is of age, he can decide this kind of thing by himself."

"Then you go ahead," Su Jiye nodded: "The ministry will provide you with support. There is one more thing that needs to be left to you."

As he spoke, a Western-style manor was projected on the screen: "Casel Manor, the place where the Month of Mourning took place, was originally supposed to be a cemetery and monument, but now, it is the private residence of Meineke Cassel.

Mansion."

"There are not many protective forces there. If possible, I hope you can sneak into it and collect information about Meineke Kassel."

Minister Su looked at the three young people and said seriously: "I leave this task to you."

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!"

The three of them answered in unison, their voices echoing in the conference room and never leaving.



That night, Chu Zihang simply washed up, changed his clothes, and met his mother Su Xiaoyan in a ward.

My mother, who was born in an art troupe, is well-maintained. She is in her forties and looks as young as her twenties. Now she is lying on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, but with a smile on her face.

a happy expression.

Chu Zihang had already heard his father say that in his mother's memory, his father was a street kid who wandered around without any income every day, and finally became a driver and died in a car accident.

And when she woke up after a long sleep and saw her dead street gangster husband appearing in front of her, her first reaction was not surprise, but fear.

So Chu Tianjiao looked at his wife who had been in love with each other for twenty years and screamed, and then gave him a hard slap in the face.

I know that most of the day has passed and the sky has turned dark.

As an ordinary person, Su Xiaoyan calmed down, and then there was a burst of happiness in her heart. Everything she remembered before was like a nightmare, and now she finally woke up from the dream.

"Mom, I'm back." Chu Zihang sat beside the bed and held his mother's hand. His mother had changed a lot. Her temperament was like a different person, which made him feel a little strange.

Su Xiaoyan nodded, turned around and looked at Chu Zihang, stretched out her hand to touch his cheek, and said after a long time: "You...father, said that there is something wrong with my memory, and I may have to stay here for a while, don't worry.

, my body is fine."

Chu Zihang didn't speak, but held his mother's hand tightly, but there were countless questions swirling in his heart:

Is the woman in front of me still my mother? If her memories are different, can she still be called the same person?

But in the end, looking at Su Xiaoyan's gentle smile, these words remained unsaid. The woman did not notice the strange look on Chu Zihang's face, and talked about her longing for her son, and finally said:

"I feel relieved to see that you are still the same as before. What I am most afraid of is forgetting you."

"Don't worry, Mom, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com everything is fine with me," Chu Zihang's lips moved a few times, and his last words turned into a blessing: "You will get better soon, believe me, you will definitely

Will do."

"Even if I can't remember, it doesn't matter. It's good to have you by my side." Su Xiaoyan waved her hands. She has a typical little woman's mentality. She has no other thoughts when her husband and children are around. Instead, she smiled and comforted: "Anyway

I’m still your mother, right?”

Chu Zihang smiled, nodded stiffly, randomly changed the subject, and started talking about what happened at school, telling some interesting stories to make his mother laugh.

After a long time, Su Xiaoyan gradually became tired, closed her eyes and fell asleep. Only then did Chu Zihang let go of her mother's hand, stood up, and let out a deep breath.

Chu Tianjiao opened the door, looked at his son standing in front of his wife, went over and patted his shoulder, covered his wife with a quilt, and then pulled his son out of the ward.

"There are many people in the same situation as your mother, and the department is trying to find a solution." Chu Tianjiao lit up a cigarette in the corridor and said in a low voice: "She is receiving treatment here. You can go on the mission without worries. In two days,

I’m going to leave tomorrow too.”

"Where to go?"

"Minzhou, there is Odin's Nibelungen there. I am one of the few people who has been there. Maybe I can gain something there."

Chu Tianjiao took a long puff of cigarette and exhaled white smoke: "Don't even want to go there. It's too dangerous there. You're still young. You'll need a few more years of experience."

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Chu Zihang didn't answer, but asked his father another question: "What are you going to do if mom never recovers?"

Chu Tianjiao smiled: "When I met your mother, I was in my twenties, and it took a lot of effort to chase her.

Now I'm over forty, but I wouldn't mind doing it again."


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