post cold war era

Ivan's fingers moved quickly on the keyboard. On the tray next to the computer, the red cabbage soup and pancakes had been completely cooled, keeping the same shape as when they were brought in. Only the bottle of vodka had bottomed out.

That's what Torres saw when he walked in.

Torres knew Ivan too well. When he was still under Ivan's command, he had to get along with this innocent-faced devil day and night. Ivan said every word with a smile, but he might laugh in the next second break your neck.Once Torres said a few good words for Al, but Ivan smiled and gently removed the joint of his right shoulder, and then put it back gently--for Ivan, it was only gently.Another time Ivan picked him up with one hand and asked him if he would like to use it as a coat on the hanger. Fortunately, Ivan didn't do it because there were enough coats on the hanger.

Torres has been away from Ivan for a long time now, and he knows that the current Ivan is no longer the person he used to be, but he still trembles when he sees this face.

"Hey, Torres, is there a job?" Ivan stopped what he was doing, stood up and walked in front of Torres.

Facing this tall body with a huge sense of oppression, Torres felt that his legs were weak and he was about to fall down, but he couldn't allow himself to have such a shameful behavior, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "No, no I am only here on a personal basis to see Mr. Braginski."

"Oh, in this case, you can just do me a favor," Ivan said, holding up the breakfast tray, "Eat this, I don't want to be nagged anymore."

Torres had already noticed the empty vodka bottle, and he seemed to die once every time he persuaded Ivan to eat on time, but it seems that Ivan's bad habit has not been corrected: "Mr. Eating breakfast is bad for your health."

"You can't die if you skip a meal," Ivan turned off the computer, "Also, call me Ivan."

Torres could see that Ivan obviously had something he didn't want him to know, maybe when he came in, Ivan was dealing with some secret document.But if so, why not let the guards stop him?

"It's best to finish this pile of food before I get upset." Ivan approached Torres with a smile.

Torres trembled all over, and for a moment, he felt that the old Ivan had come back again, maybe they were the same person after all?Although he was terribly frightened, Torres still didn't dare to disobey Ivan's order. He moved the tray in front of him and began to take small bites gracefully.The beetroot soup tasted very good, and the pancakes were also good. These meals were carefully prepared, but it was a pity that Ivan turned a blind eye to this effort.

Few people know what kind of food Ivan likes.Ivan wasn't as particular about food as Francis was, nor was he obsessed with good food like Al was. He went to the other extreme. Everyone who knew him thought that Ivan didn't like any food. Vodka can live.But in fact, Ivan has a special liking for sweet dumplings. When he saw Wang Yao’s dumplings for the first time, he asked in surprise: “Did the Chinese learn how to make dumplings from us?” (A Lu The girl’s original words.)

Ivan watched Torres eat quietly, which made Torris feel very sad. No one would like others to sit and watch him eat.

"Torris, have we had dinner together before?" Ivan asked suddenly.

"No." I'm only responsible for bringing you the meal, although you seldom eat well, Torres added in his heart.

Ivan has always been a loner, he seldom eats with others, he is very resistant to such things.But what's interesting is that he actually wiped out a box of snacks and two pancakes with Al on that crazy night in Beijing, and it was he who proposed it on his own initiative, which he finds incredible in retrospect.

Before Torres came in, Ivan already knew that Al and Im Yong-soo were going to conduct a joint military exercise in Wang Yao's waters. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face of Wang Yao, and I don't know how Wang Yao would react.

In fact, this kind of sign can already be seen in Al's previous phone call. Ivan sensitively captured the information in Al's words, and Al came to express his intention to him on purpose.What does he want him to do?Let yourself completely stand on his side and oppose Wang Yao?Originally, I was not in an alliance with Wang Yao.Or warn him not to meddle in his own business?If he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't take other people's warnings seriously, and Al should understand that.

Well, maybe there is a third possibility.Al wanted to know, in Ivan's heart, which one was more important, Wang Yao or himself.Ivan felt ridiculous for his own thoughts. Al wouldn't be so stupid, would he?Do you not hesitate to use war to determine a person's feelings?

Even if Al really wanted to be sure of what he thought Ivan was thinking, that was only incidental.Al's greatest pursuit is always absolute victory and complete conquest.But, has Al ever thought about what price he will pay for his wish?What price will the whole world pay for his wish?But this is Al, who is young, smart, and full of energy. He moves forward bravely regardless of the consequences, and turns all obstacles into the driving force for his progress.Being Al's enemy is a terrible thing, and one that most people would avoid if possible.Unfortunately, Al is always actively making enemies.

"In this case, what will Xiaoyao do?" Ivan said to himself with a smile, "Al, you bastard, what are you going to do?"

Al and Ren Yongzhu leaned on the fence of the battleship and looked at the sea together. This sea was named the Yellow Sea by Wang Yao's family. Although the sea water was not as yellow as Al imagined, it was indeed not very clean.

"Chinese pollution is terrible!" Al teased.

"It wouldn't be like this if it was governed by Koreans!" Lim Yong-soo said with pouted lips, "Chinese people are really the most annoying thing in the world!"

"You have a bad relationship with Wang Yao?" Al rested his hands on the railing, turned his head and asked Ren Yongzhu very coolly.

"I'd rather go and fall in love with Honda Ju than become friends with Wang Yao!" Lim Yongsu said through gritted teeth.

Al laughed loudly: "Haha! Even his younger brother is like this, Wang Yao is really pathetic!"

"I'm not his younger brother! Not anymore!" Lim Yong-soo eagerly defended.

"Oh? Didn't you always call him big brother?" Al squinted his eyes and tilted his head. The sea breeze blew his messy hair, which was indescribably sexy.

"He thinks he's my big brother, but I don't think so! Maybe I'm the big brother!" Ren Yongzhu said angrily.

"Then you can retaliate against him. This is a good opportunity, isn't it? Even if you face your brother, you must shoot decisively." Al turned around, leaning his back against the railing, his head slightly tilted back. (Al, you can be handsome, no one will catch you if you fall into the sea!)

It was raining that day, and Arthur pointed the gun at Al's forehead with trembling hands.Just when Al thought that Arthur was going to shoot, the gun fell to the ground, and Arthur's body fell to his knees in the puddle of water: "How could I shoot you?"

Lim Yong-soo looked uneasy: "But, I am worried that I will touch some string of that madman." His eyes unconsciously glanced towards the north.

"Are you afraid of your brother in the north?" Al leaned closer to Im Yong-soo, "Yong-soo, you don't have to be afraid of Wang Yao, are you afraid of North Korea?"

"You don't know that guy, he is really desperate." Ren Yongzhu said worriedly.

They are really interesting twins. Al is grateful for Matthew's gentleness and tolerance. He doesn't want to have a crazy brother like North Korea.

Al's cell phone rang untimely, it was Wang Yao's call, Al had expected this a long time ago, and answered it naturally: "Hey, Wang Yao, you are really slow, I thought you should have called yesterday Me!"

"Al, what do you mean? You actually ran to my door to practice!" Wang Yao's voice was full of anger.

"It's just an ordinary military exercise. It won't get in your way." Al said casually.

"But you have invaded my sea area, you and Yong-soo must stop immediately!" Wang Yao raised his voice.

"Yong-soo and I seem to have different opinions on the division of the sea area. You can't decide on this alone." Al said with a smirk.

"Al, don't speak too much, you are already provocative, if—" Wang Yao didn't finish speaking, Al hung up the phone, raised his hand, and the phone drew a perfect parabola and fell into the sea water.

Al turned his head to Yong-soo and showed a smile like a naughty boy: "Come on, Yong-soo, go get something to drink!"

So cool, Ren Yongzhu sighed in his heart, he was overwhelmed by the strength of this man.

Wang Yao hung up the phone lightly, he didn't allow himself to vent his anger on innocent people or objects, just now, he clenched his empty right hand tightly, and the palm of his hand was bleeding out.

"Al, you are too deceitful!" Wang Yao's voice trembled a little, not because of fear, but because of excitement, "Where are you going to push me?"