Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

"...Head? Hey, are you listening?"

Yuzhuo's cry brought Long Qingtian back to his senses, his eyes fell on the steering wheel, the painful itching feeling in his heart made him inexplicably irritable, "Yes, yes."

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"Say it again." Long Qingtian took a deep breath and gathered his attention.

"Ah? Are you really distracted? It's really rare! Are you with your sister-in-law??" Yuzhuo's words were slightly teasing.

Long Qingtian's complexion turned even darker, "What nonsense!"

"Okay, it's like this, Boss, although we didn't catch Brother Ying, our people discovered that there is a very powerful force that has set up an ambush around."

Hearing this, Long Qingtian froze, "Who?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then said after a while: "Looks like an international mercenary."

International mercenaries, as the name suggests, are also arms, and most of them are excellent special forces from various countries who joined after retiring. Their strength is so strong that even the most powerful special forces in China must pay attention.

Long Qingtian's eyes deepened, "Continue talking."

"A lot of people came, at least a dozen or so, and they didn't seem to be targeting us. I wonder if they scared Brother Ying away."

"No." Long Qingtian answered briefly. Compared with China's best special forces, international mercenaries are not bad at all. If they were to carry out their missions, how could they show their clues and scare people away?

Regarding Long Qingtian's judgment, Yu Zhuo never doubted, and immediately stopped mentioning this possibility, "Then why didn't Brother Ying come? What is the purpose of those mercenaries? left."

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"Why didn't you come? It seems that Lu Lan's true love doesn't hold much weight in his heart! In other words, it's not worth it for him to come to Huaxia to take her away."

In a very ordinary residential area in Kyoto, in a [-]-square-meter villa, Les crossed his legs and answered Mo Jiu's question with a smile on his lips.

Mo Jiu, who suddenly disappeared from Long Qingtian's place, was wearing a white casual sportswear at the moment, sitting on the sofa opposite to Rice, curled his lips when he heard Rice's words, "The so-called true love is nothing more than that."

The corner of Rice's mouth twitched, "How can someone in our business have a true love? Even a partner must be chosen carefully. When Lu Lan fell in love with Chief Long, she was already given up by Brother Ying!"

"Then why did you choose Mo Jiayi back then?"

"Ahem...!" Les, who was about to drink from his water glass, choked when he heard this aggressive question.

Mo Jiu immediately took out a tissue and threw it at Rice's mouth.

"Hey, is this tissue clean?" Les asked subconsciously, still maintaining the habit of cleanliness.

"Isn't it cleaner than Xiaobei's saliva?" Mo Jiu rolled his eyes angrily.

Are you saying this guy has a cleanliness?But Mo Xiaobei almost never refuses anything left over from eating, even what his dirty little hands handed to Les.

Can you say he is dirty?For other things, he was so particular about it!

He never used facial tissues, and he never used disposable, sterilized white handkerchiefs!Nima, it is also euphemistically called facial tissue no matter how clean it is, there are confetti.

"Oh, how can you compare this dirty thing to my Mao Mao's saliva?" Les stood up, took out the handkerchief he carried with him, wiped his mouth, then casually... threw the used handkerchief into the trash can.