Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Anhao knows that if those people do not die, she may be the one who died.

She wasn't afraid, she just suddenly put her head on Zuo Hancheng's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do they have any enemies with those Russians?"

Zuo Hancheng was silent for a while, then raised his hand to embrace her in his arms, giving her a sense of security.

The voices were light and calm, as if the two had not just left the dangerous villa area, as if they were on the way back to Liujingyuan, and said softly: "Russian black-hand-party and American black-hand- The parties do not interfere with each other, but today the group of Russians came for Xu Chengfeng. They are not desperadoes on the Russian border and do not belong to any organization. They simply come to Xu Chengfeng’s people for revenge and ask for what they want. Here, if those desperadoes with dishonest hands and feet and no containment are found, they will definitely be wiped out and not kept."

"It turns out that there are so many things about the black road. I thought it was just like the kind of Hong Kong movies I watched when I was a child, just shooting and killing indiscriminately. Who is the best and who is the boss." Anhao leaned on his shoulder. Muttered a word.

Zuo Hancheng sighed because of her words: "You are talking about street gangsters. The world’s three largest black-hand-party is not as simple as you think. There are rules everywhere. Take the United States as an example. Mr. Arel, the godfather of the American Black-Hand-Party, is equivalent to the leader of the entire American gangster organization. In popular terms, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor hiding in the dark."

"He is the emperor? Then what are you?" Anhao raised his head and looked at Zuo Hancheng's chin.

Zuo Hancheng's hand was gently and soothingly squeezed on her shoulder. At this time, she had already experienced so much, and there was no need to hide it.

"I was about seventeen or eighteen years old and only started to get involved in this circle after being temporarily out of sight and control of my grandfather. At that time, although the financial area of ​​Wall Street opened up the business pattern I wanted, young people often felt that everything was not enough, it’s fine. I always have those past on Wall Street as refuge in my head, and it has been so many years that almost no one has been able to find out those involved-black past."

Having said this, Zuo Hancheng's eyes suddenly became cold: "As for how General Qi knew about this before threatening you to leave three years ago, I have checked. Back when J went to City A, he intervened in secret. Once, although he just casually mentioned some past and evidence, it was enough to temporarily contain a few ace chips in my hand."

After listening to the sound, you suddenly asked: "So you knew that I was threatened by General Qi, and you agreed to let me go abroad because J was in city A?"

Zuo Hancheng didn't answer, just patted her shoulder.

But the answer is self-evident.

At that time, Zuo Hancheng was already paving the way to keep her peaceful world, did she never let her touch these people?

In this case, it seemed that everything she couldn't figure out finally had an answer.

J can easily investigate all the news about Zuo Hancheng, and the original news about Zuo Hancheng and his wife. At that time, if Zuo Hancheng was temporarily contained, it was indeed the best choice for her to let her leave.

On the surface, people think that they are divorced and have nothing to do. This is obviously his method...

This man...

The inner strength often makes her feel terrible.

How many things he hadn't told her, so much so that every time she knew one, she would be astonished until she couldn't digest it for a long time.

"Is that J your enemy now?" Anhao asked.

After a long time, Zuo Hancheng’s expression was indifferent, he could not see the deep emotions, but his voice was still clear and calm: "How loyal he was to me, now he hates me much, but loyalty also has many aspects. At least he never got my trust."

An Hao could see that J was actually very excited when facing Zuo Hancheng, obviously hated, but it seemed to have a certain joy.

She couldn't understand such emotions, and now she heard such an answer, but still couldn't understand it.

But even though Zuo Hancheng didn’t answer her question before, she could also think of it. Since J is an extremely capable subordinate to Mr. Arel, obviously J has worked hard to please Mr. Arel for so many years, and now he wants to find Zuo Hancheng like this. The unhappiness shows how many people were affected by Zuo Hancheng when he left.

J said that Zuo Hancheng was the lord-lord of the Los Angeles branch at that time, and that most of the people in the underground organizations in the United States had to listen to his orders. This half of the country's status is self-evident.

An Hao found that he never seemed to have such an in-depth conversation with Zuo Hancheng. He usually cherishes words like gold. He usually doesn't say much, or he can choke her to death as soon as he speaks. They are all used on the blade, no nonsense.

Today he was obviously calming her emotions, and was also smoothing out all the doubts in her heart. After saying so much, Anhao kept his head on his shoulder, only feeling that whether it was the one ten years ago, he was not an outsider. The Zuo Hancheng he knows, and the arbiter at the top of the business ten years later, he is her Zuo Hancheng, the one she loves.

Until the Black Maybach and the fleet of dozens of vehicles, I don’t know when it gradually began to disperse. The only one they were riding in downtown New York, and the one in the back D like While escorting, the other cars are out of sight at this moment.

Anhao knew that those cars had their places to go, so he didn't ask much, just leaned quietly on Zuo Hancheng's shoulders, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

There are too many things experienced on this day. She doesn't know if she should be hungry or tired, but she can sit next to him, leaning on his shoulders, even if she doesn't eat or drink or sleep, she is willing to...

"Suddenly I want to go home." Anhao said when the car drove to a very hidden private hospital.

Zuo Hancheng looked at her so tired that she was leaning on his shoulders, she was half-dreaming and half-awake but reluctant to really fall asleep, and asked in a soft voice: "Liu Jingyuan?"

"Yeah." Hearing the three words Liu Jingyuan, An Hao missed her incomparably: "When everything is done in the United States, let's go back soon."

Zuo Hancheng raised his hand and stroked her head, his low voice whispered in her ear: "Okay."

Anhao closed her eyes contentedly, leaned her head against his shoulder, and suddenly there was a scream in her stomach. She opened her eyes a little irritably, but saw Zuo Hancheng looking at her with a helpless smile.

"I originally wanted to say that the one who was not hungry was because the stomach was unsatisfactory." An Hao argued for himself.

Zuo Hancheng smiled and said, "Go to the hospital to treat the wound on your back again, and then go eat."

An Hao looked out and saw the small building of a private hospital that was hidden but looked very luxurious, and followed him when Zuo Hancheng opened the door of the car.