Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

"Han Zhan." Uncle Liu stood up suddenly. He pulled away the chair and bowed deeply to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan quickly stood up and helped Liu Bo.

Uncle Liu refused to get up. He said, "Han Zhan, you are Song Lian's most optimistic soldier. Although you have retired, Song Lian is still proud of you. I remember that when you retired, you promised yourself that if the country has difficulty calling It must return!"

Han Zhan immediately gave a military salute, with a solemn expression, and said loudly: "The country must return if it is difficult to call. This sentence is still counted!"

Bo Liu straightened up and patted Han Zhan solemnly on the shoulder. He said, "Han Zhan, Song Lian's head is still hanging outside the city wall in a foreign country. I am here this time to invite you to return to the army and bring People went south to rescue the other captured soldiers and hostages."

"If..." Uncle Liu raised his head and glanced at the top, collected his tears, choked and said: "If it is really difficult to break through, then send the soldiers to a break..."

If it is really difficult to break through the encirclement, Han Zhan will have to personally send his former comrades-in-arms the last ride. Such an order is really too heavy.

Han Zhan was shaken, his eyes suddenly widened. "Who gave this order?"

Liu Bo: "Marshal."

Once a soldier becomes a prisoner, he will be subjected to torture methods that very people can bear.

Less than a last resort, the Marshal would not give such orders.

You know, those are all elite fighters! They are all loyal fighters who throw their blood for the country! The departure of any soldier is the pain of the country!

Han Zhan lost all the ability of language expression for a time, and only silence was left.

Bo Liu also knew that such an order was too cruel for Han Zhan. He said: “Han Zhan, the reason why we came to you is also a decision we made after discussion. Han Zhan, in the psychological quality assessment report of all soldiers, You are the only soldier who has reached the SSS level in psychological assessment."

"The difficulty of this task is... you may aim your gun at the comrades who lived and died with you! Han Zhan, only you can do this task. I am standing here today. Represents the entire country!"

"Finally ordered, soldier Han Zhan, will you accept this order?"

Han Zhan tilted his head to look at the family portrait on the small corner behind him. Father Han was sitting in the middle, with a kind smile on his face, but his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

Han Zhan gave another military salute, "I am willing!"

After leaving Bo Liu, Han Zhan went back to the study alone. He sat in front of the computer and pondered for a long time before opening the document, editing an email, and sending it to Li Li and Beizhan.

Since this is dangerous, Han Zhan has to explain all the funeral.

As soon as the letter was sent, Han Zhan's cell phone rang. As soon as he heard the video ringtone, Han Zhan knew that his porcelain treasure had called.

Han Zhan took the video and saw Song Ci squatting on a dim basketball court, his nose flushed with cold.

"Han Zhan, are you working?" Song Ci was shaking with cold.

Han Zhan smiled and shook his head, and asked her, "It's so cold outside, why don't you enter the house? Your nose is red and cold. Be careful of catching a cold."

Song Ci pouted and said angrily, "Song Fei drove me out. She wants to have **** with Yan Jiang video."

Han Zhan must say: "She lied to you."

Song Ci also felt that Song Fei was lying to herself, but she also had something to tell Han Zhan, not wanting to be heard by Song Fei. Song Ci said, "I miss you very much."

Han Zhan wanted to reach out and touch Song Ci's cheek, but he touched the smooth and cold cell phone screen. Han Zhan withdrew his hand, he said: "Porcelain treasure, there is something, I want to explain to you."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Song Ci felt uneasy when he noticed that Han Zhan's expression had become serious and solemn. Gradually, the smile on his face also converged.

After pondering a little and finishing his words, Han Zhancai said: "Tonight, my former boss found me, please ask me to do something."

Song Ci thought of the news feed that Fangcai saw on the computer, she tentatively asked, "Is it from the country D?"

Han Zhan: "You know?"

Song Ci's heart trembled, and the whole person was a little flustered. She vaguely guessed what Han Zhan was going to say next. She stood up, leaned on the basketball stick, and said, "He called you back to the army? He sent you a mission?"

Han Zhan: "Yeah."

Han Zhan suddenly opened the drawer under the computer desk and took apart a pack of cigarettes that was about to expire. Han Zhan smoked one and lit the cigarette. After taking a big mouthful, he swallowed a cloud behind the computer desk. "Song Ci, I have to go."

Song Ci asked: "Can you come back?"

Han Zhan hesitated for a while before saying: "I assure you that I will never let go of any chance to come back."

Song Ci slammed her mouth and almost cried.

"Han Zhan, can you not go?" Song Ci knew that her request was too selfish, but she was still under twenty-five years old. She was just the mother of two daughters and Han Zhan's wife. She doesn't have such noble spiritual pursuits, she just wants her man to be safe.

When Han Zhan heard Song Ci cry, his heart was upset, and his hand holding the cigarette was a little unstable. After sighing, Han Zhan looked at Song Ci helplessly, and said pleadingly: "Don't cry. When you cry, I will be upset."

Song Ci couldn't stop no matter how, tears flowed as soon as they spoke, just like acting.

But Song Ci really did not act today, she was really scared and worried.

Han Zhan waited for Song Ci to calm down before he said, "My former company commander Song Lian, he saved my life twice."

"Save me twice, he was injured twice. One bullet hit his left lung, one hit his left shoulder. Song Ci, Song Lian died, his head was hung on the highest mountain in the riot area..."

Han Zhan's voice was already choked.

"Those who were born and died with me have all become prisoners this time. Song Ci, you don’t know what kind of humiliation the soldiers will be treated if they become prisoners. I’ll go this time and I will either save them or let them They die with dignity."

Han Zhan turned over the previous photos and looked at the dark-skinned and bright-smiling teammates in the photos. His eyes were also red. "Song Ci, as a wife, of course you can ask me to stay. But as a soldier, I must go."

Han Aoyu successfully implanted the word country into Han Zhan's heart. When the country needs him, Han Zhan cannot and cannot refuse.

Through the phone, Song Ci looked at Han Zhan's increasingly red eyes. She could understand Han Zhan's mood. However, she still feels uneasy.

Song Ci kissed the stone necklace on her neck, and she said, "Han Zhan, the country will continue to function without you, and my child and I will die without you. I will not stop your decision, but I want you Promise me that I must come back."

Song Ci threatened Han Zhan: "If you don't come back, I will find a younger little wolf dog to marry, and let Han Miao and Han Jun call him father."

Han Zhan's eyes were red with a smile, and he scolded her: "You are cruel, little white-eyed wolf."

Song Ci wiped his nose with the back of his hand, and said, "How cruel I am, you haven't seen it yet."

Han Zhan explained his business affairs clearly, and said to Song Ci: "Tell me about your progress in the Mo family."

At this moment, the family meeting is not over, and the lights of Shensi Building are still on. Song Ci glanced at Shensi Building, and his voice was low and solemnly said: "I saw my grandma, she was still alive, so she was detained behind Xishan, thinking It is impossible to rescue her secretly."

Han Zhan spread his arms on the back of the chair behind him. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "How many medicine people are there in the Mo family?"

Song Ci said, "There should be only my grandma."

There is only one medicine man, which is good news.

Han Zhan checked the logistics status of the express. He said: "I have mailed the things Song Fei wants, and they have been signed for. Someone will pass it on to her."

"What did Song Fei want?"

Han Zhan said: "Some monitoring equipment."

Song Ci and the others were searched the first day they entered the Mo family, and the Mo family was very strict in this regard. To transport the monitoring equipment into the Mo family, the Mo family must do the internal response...

"Madam Mo helped you bring things in?"

"Ok."

No one can believe that as the wife of the Patriarch of the Mo family, Mo Yang will betray the Mo family.

When Song Ci learned that Han Zhan persuaded Mo Yang to cooperate with him, he was very surprised at the time. It was not until yesterday that Song Ci received Madam Mo’s macaron, and Song Ci just believed that Mo Yang was really cooperating with Han Zhan.

"Han Zhan, what bargaining chip are you holding to convince Mrs. Mo."

Han Zhan teased Song Ci with a smile, "You are so smart, you must guess it."

Song Ci said without hesitation: "It's Mo Fengying."

"It really is a smart porcelain treasure."

Song Ci couldn't figure out how Han Zhan could save Mo Fengying, "Han Zhan, what conditions did you promise Madam Mo?"

The conditions were so attractive that Madam Mo would agree to cooperate with Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was a little guilty and didn't speak for a while.

Song Ci thought about it again, and after figuring out something, her expression suddenly changed. "Han Zhan, did you take my grandma as a bet?"

Han Zhan said nothing.

Song Ci was extremely angry, his face was very ugly, and his voice became severe. "Han Zhan, you can't treat my grandma like this, she is a human being, not a bargaining chip! I thought that after Rain, you learned to constrain."

Han Zhan felt Song Ci’s anger, and he quickly explained: “Your grandma, her body is very weak, and she should have died of life long ago. But the Mo family has been giving your grandma medication for the benefit of the medicine man. Continue her vitality."

"Song Ci, you don't understand how painful your grandma has every day. Now, her whole person is like a volcano. The internal organs in her body are always cramping, scorching her like fire. And death is to your grandma. In fact, it is a relief."

"So I promised Mrs. Mo. After we destroy the Mo family and when your grandma dies, I am willing to give your grandma's heart to Mo Fengying."

"I know you would think I'm cruel, but Song Ci, you don't know humanity enough for your life. But I understand. You really think that if you simply tell the Mo family scandal to the world, the Mo family will be tied down. Is it by law?"

Song Ci was stabilized by Han Zhan's question. She asked in confusion, "Couldn't it?" After exposing the cannibalistic face of the Mo family, can't the Mo family's reputation be defeated?

"No." Han Zhan's expression was cold, and he told Song Ci a more terrifying fact, "After the caring people know the existence of Yaoren, you think they will wipe out the Mo family and destroy the one who can cultivate Yaoren. What about the anti-fetal pharmacy? Or is it more willing to support the Mo family so that they can continue to train new pharmacists and use them to save more patients?"

Song Ci followed Han Zhan's words and thought carefully, and was shocked to find that the latter was more likely than the former!

Han Zhan’s analysis is correct. After knowing the existence of the medicine man, those who are selfish and conscientious, I am afraid that more medicine people will be cultivated for their use.

At that time, there will be countless Nangong clan!

Only by completely destroying the antifetal medicine that can nurture medicine people, eradicating all people who know the prescription of medicine people, and putting an end to the possibility of medicine people, can this matter be solved!

Song Ci began to sweat again. This time, she was not scared by the Mo family, but by the disgusting and ugly human nature.

"Song Ci, I need to cooperate with Mrs. Mo. She will help us destroy the prescriptions. Song Fei will kill all the Mo family members who have mastered the anti-fetal medicine prescriptions. After my grandma passes away, I will treat my grandma's heart as I promised. To Mrs. Mo."

Taking a deep look at Song Ci, Han Zhan told her: "Only in this way, you are safe." This is Han Zhan. For Song Ci, he will not hesitate to spend the entire Mo family in the funeral.

Song Ci was upset for a while, and only said: "When will you leave for Country D, before you leave, we will send another video. At this time, I am very confused and don't want to talk for the time being."

Han Zhan could understand Song Ci's feelings, so he hung up the phone without saying much.

At this time, the family meeting of the Mo family had ended, and everyone began to line up to take the cable car home. Song Ci hurried back to the dormitory, and saw that Song Fei had finished washing and was about to sleep. She said, "You and Yan Jiang are all done?"

Song Fei: "You are a lie."

Song Ci didn't quarrel with Song Fei. She was very cold. After washing her face, she took off her clothes and got into Song Fei's arms. "Song Fei."

"Ok?"

Song Fei hugged her to make her warmer.

Song Ci asked her in a dull voice, "You know Han Zhan's plan, don't you?"

Song Fei was silent for a moment, and then hummed softly.

"Song Fei, will you really kill those people?"

Song Fei said, "No."

Song Ci was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Song Fei say: "The virus will invade their brains and destroy their memories. They will not die, but their memories will be impaired and their IQ will be impaired. , They won’t remember anything about the prescription."

This turned out to be more merciful than killing people like Mo Xunxin, but still cruel. Song Ci thought of the Nangong family and Nangongxian. She knew in her heart that Song Fei and the others were right.

Song Ci buried her head on Song Fei's chest. She said, "I'm a little sad."

Song Fei patted her on the back, "You are too soft-hearted."

Song Ci did not say anything.

After a while, Song Ci said again: "Han Zhan is going to return to the army and go to D country to perform his mission, Song Fei, I am so worried about him."

Song Fei asked her: "Did Han Zhan ever experience these things in the previous life?"

Song Ci said: "I don't know, where this kind of thing will be reported publicly, but the last time there was a riot in country D. Indeed, a group of soldiers in our country were captured, but they were all rescued and returned to China..."

While talking, Song Ci's eyes suddenly lit up, "It's Han Zhan!"

Song Ci sat up abruptly. She said: "In my last life, when Han Zhan was living in the nursing home, I was invited to visit his dormitory. There are many trophies in his dormitory, which he won as an entrepreneur. There are also awards he received when he participated in the mission. He introduced the origin of those awards to me at the time. Among them was the merit award, which was awarded to him by the leader himself after he successfully rescued prisoners of war and resolved the crisis!

Thinking of this, Song Ci became relaxed. But... Song Ci quickly picked up the phone and dialed Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was surprised that Song Ci figured it out so quickly, he answered the phone, still a little uneasy, "Is it relieved? Or more angry?" He had to figure out the situation in advance to resolve the crisis.

Song Ci said, "I said you will come back alive if you participate in the mission this time, believe it or not?"

Han Zhan was stunned, then lowered his voice and chuckled, "In my last life, I also participated in this rescue mission?"

"Yes."

He leaned back in his chair and asked leisurely: "Then am I injured?"

"Injured, almost lost JJ."

Han Zhan felt cold in his lower body.

"Puff!" Song Ci laughed.

Only then did Han Zhan realize that Song Ci was making him amused, and he was a little bit dumbfounded. Pressing the index finger of his left hand lightly on the temple, Han Zhan said, "Then what happened to me?"