In the ruins of the underground bomb shelter of Jiacheng.

The heavily armed Chen Zhize sat on the ground, checking his submachine gun, magazines, and grenades. There were thirty or forty people sitting on both sides and opposite of him.

Everyone is checking the equipment.

"Bring more armor-piercing bullets. Yesterday we brought less armor-piercing bullets. In the end, the RPG in our hands turned into fire sticks, and we watched several Israeli tanks run away."

Chen Zhize looked around at the dozens of brothers who had volunteered to accompany him to Jiacheng for a bloody battle.

My father is a powerful being that transcends villains and tyrants. He can pave the way for the rejuvenation of China with countless lives without any burden.

And he could not ignore the cruelty of the Israeli army.

Eliminate evil and support the weak.

Evil people must be punished.

This was his concept or ideal, so much so that he came to Jiacheng for the second time to protect this dangerous city.

"The captain is right, bring more armor-piercing bombs. When we get to the ground soon, we won't even think about running away from the tanks and armored vehicles we encounter."

The man who said this was bold and uninhibited.

Everyone laughed.

"Before departure, I want to say something to everyone that I have been holding back for a long time." Chen Zhize glanced at the smiling faces and stood up.

Although the brothers laughed easily, he knew how dangerous the battlefield was, especially the Israeli army, which was as ferocious as animals.

Dozens of brothers came here with him, undoubtedly trusting him with their lives.

With the total death.

Most people never have such a life-and-death acquaintance in their lives.

He had dozens or hundreds of them, and this life was enough. He bowed deeply and said sincerely: "Thank you!"

Dozens of people were moved.

"Israeli armored troops appeared on the ground in this area, including at least four tanks, ten armored vehicles, and dozens of M Army special forces."

A man hurried over to deliver the news.

Chen Zhize straightened his upper body and shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's go!"

"set off!"

Dozens of people shouted, their blood boiling.

thousands of miles away.

Suo City.

Valeria seaside holiday villa.

Chen Hao met Ren Jun, who had made a special trip, in the living room.

Valeria herself poured tea for the two of them.

"Thank you!"

Ren Jun quickly bowed to express his gratitude and respect.

When Chen Hao learned that his son had entered Jiacheng again, he frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Ren Jun said: "Only you can persuade Zhize to leave Jiacheng and never go there again."

Chen Hao shook his head, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Ren Jun also stood up and silently looked at Chen Hao's slender back.

"Zhize has his ideals and beliefs, let him do it. The younger generation of the Chen family cannot be all villains and tyrants, there must also be heroes."

Chen Hao's words are very convincing.

His sons have grown up and he respects their choices.

Ren Jun was moved.

Chen Hao asked Valeria to get a satellite phone, contacted Rashidan, and said coldly: "My son Chen Zhize is fighting with the Israeli army in Canada. If something happens to him, all the important military and political officials of M Country and Israel, including their families, will They all have to be buried with him.”

This is definitely the strongest sound in the world!

Ren Jun was shocked and sighed in his heart.

Valeria gazed obsessively at the man she loved.

Throughout the ages, who can be more domineering than him?

"This……"

Rashidun was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

If others said this, he would take it as a joke, but the person who said it now was Chen Hao, and he had no guts to question or not believe it.

Chen Hao hung up the phone.

Valeria glanced at her watch and said to Chen Hao: "Dear, we have to go to lunch."

"go together……"

Chen Hao looked at Ren Jun.

Ren Jun smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chen, I have to rush back to Xiangjiang immediately."

"Then I won't keep you, take care." Chen Hao smiled and patted Ren Jun on the shoulder.

Only the earliest followers had the opportunity to be treated so closely by Chen Hao.

For Ren Jun, this was a supreme honor, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Young Master Chen, you must take more care!"

"Don't worry, the God of Death will have to go around when he sees me." Chen Hao, who was about to travel far, said with a smile, relaxed and confident.

Ren Jun nodded in agreement, but he didn't know that Chen Hao was pretending to be relaxed.

The three of them walked out of the villa.

Ren Jun goes to the airport.

Chen Hao and Valeria took a business car and traveled in a low-key manner.

Valeria made a reservation at a seafood restaurant in Linhai.

The two rushed to the restaurant.

The restaurant was almost full.

The waitress took the two of them to the sofa booth next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman turned her head frequently to look at Valeria.

Valeria was used to being noticed, so she didn't pay much attention to middle-aged women.

But the middle-aged woman stood up and walked towards Chen Hao and Valeria.

"Are you Valeria?"

The middle-aged woman came to the table and asked Valeria.

"I'm Valeria."

Valeria raised her head and looked at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman said excitedly: "I am Sarkova. When we were in college, you and I were members of the school's aerobics team."

"Oh...Sarkova."

Valeria thought of this college classmate and couldn't help but sigh: The world is really small sometimes.

"That's my husband."

Sarkova refers to her man.

Valeria and Chen Hao subconsciously glanced at Salkova's husband.

Sarkova's husband smiled and nodded.

"How have you been these past years?"

Sarkova sat down and asked Valeria.

"good."

Valeria did not reveal her identity.

Sarkova thought Valeria was in trouble and said, "You should know that after finishing my undergraduate studies in China, I went to study in England."

"Oh……"

Valeria was not impressed.

"I met my husband when I was studying for a master's degree in England. Later, we graduated with master's degrees in finance and joined the same consortium, Bain & Company. We had a leisurely job and a good income. My salary was almost 300,000 yuan a year, and my husband's annual salary was Even more than me, in addition to statutory holidays, we also have one month of paid vacation every year, and this time we made a special trip to Suocheng to ski and visit some relatives."

Sarkova told the story enthusiastically.

"Very good." Valeria responded casually to Sarkova.

Salkova was elated to be praised by the most perfect campus beauty in her college days. She smiled from ear to ear. She pointed at Chen Hao and asked Valeria, "Who is he?"

Valeria said: "My love."

Salkova looked at Chen Hao and said, "R countryman?"

"I am Chinese." Chen Hao said in a tepid tone.

"Chinese?"

Sarkova's smile disappeared, and she obviously didn't like the Chinese.

"Any questions?" Chen Hao asked Salkova with a half-smile.

"Back then, you were pursued by so many people, but now...it's such a pity." Sarkova said this to Valeria.

pity?

Valeria frowned.

"This is my business card. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, please contact me." Salkova put the business card on the table.

In her opinion, Valeria had a very bad life.

How can truly outstanding Western women favor Chinese people?

Sarkova leaves.

Valeria stared coldly at the business card on the table.

Chen Hao smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't let an ignorant and self-righteous person affect your mood."

"Listen to you."

Valeria forced a smile.

Sarkova, who was sitting not far away, caught a glimpse of her old classmate who seemed to be very well-behaved in front of the Chinese man, and couldn't help but shake her head.

She thought Valeria was hopeless.

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