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Six years later.

"Bell..." The piercing alarm bell sounded in the spacious bedroom.

Zhang Zhang opened his eyes almost instantly, and looked around blankly. It was not until three seconds later that he was sure that he was at home. A black laptop was pulled out and turned on skillfully.

After another 5 minutes of sleepy sleep, he woke up with a jerk, turned over and moved the notebook to his eyes, and his eyes fell on the small yellow envelope in the lower right corner of the screen. Double-click to open it, and a chat interface popped up. It says, [Good morning. 】

[Morning~] Zhang Zhang typed a word with one hand, recalled the memory in his mind, and continued to type, [I think I was cheated. 】

A question mark was quickly answered there.

Zhang Zhang pursed his lips and smiled, and issued a dialogue request.

The moment it was connected, the voice of the partner mouse came from over there, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's vent." Zhang Zhang rubbed the messy hair on his head, looked at the opening on the ceiling, "Did you get used to sleeping yesterday?"

"Didn't sleep well." The mouse replied honestly.

"Me too." Zhang Zhang sighed, "This life is getting worse and worse, and I won't enjoy it even if I am blessed."

There was silence for a while, and a voice came, "I handed in the report, but they still want you to come over."

Zhang Zhang blinked and said, "When?"

"The sooner the better."

"Well. By the way, did I ask how you got in in the first place?"

"No." The mouse replied, and then asked back, "Why do you ask? Do you regret it?"

Zhang Zhang was silent, regretting?Of course I don't regret it.Zhang Zhang never regrets his choice, but is just a little confused, confused by Zhang Zhang's comfortable life, and confused by Zhang Sishao's thrilling life.

When I was young.

Zhang Zhang can only describe that his behavior when he agreed to Cheng Bing originated from his youth.

If he had matured a little more and experienced more things at that time, maybe he might not have dared to take such a step, and eventually became the fourth young master Zhang.

After that, Zhang Zhang was sent to a military academy by Cheng Bing for a one-year secret training. The training content was not complicated, including physical training, the use of firearms, coded communication, interrogation and anti-interrogation, reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance, and All kinds of camouflage and language arts.

Zhang Zhang's performance is not the best, especially in terms of physical fitness, which has not reached the passing line for a long time, but due to his special status, he is still allowed to graduate.

Zhang Zhang felt that everyone was brainwashed during that year. Whether it was studying or after school, the instructors kept instilling loyalty in them, so much so that he felt that it didn't matter if he died on the battlefield to serve the country.

Afterwards, his new identity was determined. His surname was Zhang, but he had no name. He introduced himself collectively as Si Shao, Zhang Si Shao, and his occupation was arms smuggling.

At that time, he was high-spirited. Whether he was an agent or an arms dealer, he was endowed with a mysterious color by the world. He was young and frivolous, and he had a great ambition.

All the way along the arrangement of the National Security Bureau, he wandered in various war-torn and dangerous areas, using the part of his inheritance given to him by his father and part of the property donated to the China Charity Federation, and continued to accumulate funds bigger and bigger. Until now, he has become a A well-known arms predator in Southeast Asia, Zhang Sishao.

It's just that once the time is long, people will inevitably get bored.

Boredom isn't regret, it's just dissatisfaction.

He once gave up an easy life for excitement, and now he wants to have an easy life again.

People are such creatures, they say they are satisfied, but they don’t need it for the time being. Once time passes, some hidden things will emerge again, whispering quietly, not enough, not enough...

Zhang Zhang closed the dialogue connection, and after taking care of himself, he walked unsteadily into the changing room and opened a hidden compartment. The room of about 10 square meters is full of tough clothes and pants that are different from the casual clothes outside, black trench coats, suits, and dozens of sets of camouflage military uniforms.

Bending down to open a drawer, groping with fingers above the drawer, the wooden board turned upright in an instant, revealing the square black colloidal mixture inlaid inside, and then the black square opened left and right like a door, and a scene suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Zhang. Big two small, three computer screens.

The connection was in progress, Zhang Zhang dragged a boss chair from the side and sat down, crossed his legs lazily in front of the computer screen.

About 1 minute later, a picture appeared on the large screen in the middle.

"HI~~~" Zhang Zhang lifted the corners of his mouth and showed eight bright white teeth, tilted his head and waved his hands at the woman on the screen, "Morning~"

"Morning." The woman in black business attire didn't even owe her a smile, with a meticulous expression, and even her short hair that reached her ears was not messed up, as if she owed her tens of millions, tsk, This face.

"Beauty, would you invite me for morning tea?" Zhang Zhang tilted his head and smiled.

The woman pulled the corner of her mouth and returned a non-serious smile, and immediately fell silent, "You need to report to the headquarters now."

"Hasn't the report been sent?" Zhang Zhang looked at the other party sincerely, and blinked innocently, "I just came back from Iran, so can't I be given three days off?"

The woman did not speak, it was obvious that this was an order.

Zhang Zhang raised the corners of his mouth, and his pleading eyes shone with trust.

The woman was silent for a long time, a smile flashed in her dull eyes, and she spoke softly again, "Wait for news in half an hour."

"I love you so much!" Zhang Zhang hurriedly sat up straight and blew a kiss.

As soon as the screen was turned off, Zhang Zhang stood up and stretched himself.

It's really getting worse and worse, lying on the big bed of my own house until five o'clock in the morning before falling asleep, and waking up frequently, it is better to sleep in a grass nest.

Zhang Zhang walked around the hut, went to the innermost cabinet and squatted down, opened the bottom drawer, reached in with his hand, and when he pulled, a hole appeared in the floor on the left, with stairs extending all the way down.

Bending down, he pressed the switch on the wall familiarly, and the dark basement was suddenly brightened.

In the basement of less than 20 square meters, the walls are covered with various types of cutting-edge weapons, ranging from pistols to rifles to sniper rifles, individual rocket launchers, and individual missile launchers.

This is his collection room.

Although the arms and materials he sells are all monitored and managed by the National Security Bureau, as an arms dealer, it is no problem to make some gadgets.

It is said that men love wine, cars and women, and he loves them too, but what he loves most is these modern hot weapons and guns.

The lines are smooth, the edges and corners are sharp, and the dark gun body is full of light. It is extremely cold and stable in the hand, but it has huge energy to inflict the deadliest damage on the enemy.

Zhang Zhang hopes that he can become a gun, at least when he is on a mission, he can be patient and steady, and if he doesn't shoot, he will become a blockbuster.

Zhang Zhang played with a Beretta 92F pistol in his hand. This is an American military standard pistol with a silver body, stable performance, small recoil, and extremely destructive bullets when fired. It is a globally recognized pistol. NO.1 in.

However, it is not Zhang Zhang's favorite.

Zhang Zhang helplessly set his sights on an all-black pistol, a very simple gun, standing quietly on the weapon rack, like a square piece placed in a radiant glass vessel. He took down the pistol, shook it in the palm of his hand, and then put it back. This is the one he used when he was practicing guns in the military academy, and it was also the first gun he touched. He always loved it inexplicably. , derived from a certain first love complex.

Zhang Sishao is a Chinese. He made his fortune by reselling the weapons eliminated by the Chinese army, but he despises the ordnance developed by China the most. This is known in the world. Since he graduated from the military academy, Zhang Zhang has not used it anymore. This gun fired a bullet.

After staying in the basement for less than 10 minutes, a slight tingling pain suddenly came from his wrist. Zhang Zhang turned his wrist to look at his watch. On the black dial, the tip of the thin second hand glowed green, which meant that the headquarters was looking for him.

Sure enough, when he returned upstairs again, the screen in the middle of the computer was turned on, and a picture appeared, with his contacts sitting inside.

Looking at the expression of the contact person, Zhang Zhang knew that the vacation was over.

"You have a new task." The contact said.

Zhang Zhang nodded and sat on the chair.

"Your latest report states that Ali Lipura has been confirmed to be involved in drug smuggling."

"Yes." Zhang Zhang nodded.

"There are accurate domestic reports that a large number of drugs will enter the country, and the specific source is unknown."

Zhang Zhang frowned, "Drugs from 'Golden Crescent' are usually shipped to Europe and the United States. Most of the drugs in our country come from the 'Golden Triangle'. Even if Ali Lipura is suspected of drug smuggling, they may not be shipped to my country. They have their own sales." Site."

"Ali Lipuraxin sent you a new message 3 minutes ago, hoping to advance the transaction time."

Zhang Zhang touched his chin and frowned.

Ali Lipasin is the leader of the Iranian anti-government armed organization. He is 48 years old this year. He has devoted his life to opposing the Iranian government's tough confrontation with the United States and opposing the moral authority and authoritarianism of the Islamic religion. In fact, what is behind this base? It's not that there are Americans in support, and Zhang Zhang has always wanted to find out the details, but the source of funds for the purchase of arms has basically been determined to be the sale of drugs produced in the 'Golden Crescent'.

Zhang Zhang does not specialize in drug investigations. His job is to walk in the black zone and learn all kinds of news from the gangsters, no matter how big or small, and report them back to the headquarters. The headquarters will weigh whether the news continues to be pursued. necessary.

This is also the reason why Zhang Sishao, the arms tycoon, has been able to exist on the road for several years.

If one traces one line alone, and finally reaches the end of the clue, the identity will inevitably be exposed.

In fact, Zhang Zhang didn't want to investigate Ali Lipura's new line of drug trafficking too deeply. Once Zhang Sishao's true identity was exposed, all the other clues that he had worked so hard to find would be broken.

"When do you want the goods?" Zhang Zhang asked.

"Two days later."

Zhang Zhang nodded. The trading location had already been booked when they met last time, so he didn't ask further.

"And..." the contact person continued, "Iran shot down an American unmanned stealth fighter jet three days ago. Our country will send special forces into Iran in two groups, so there may be new mission instructions for you. .”

Zhang Zhang raised his eyebrows and asked in doubt, "What can I do with them?"

The contact person nodded, as if wishing him good luck, and repeated, "Wait for the new instruction, and gather at the old place in an hour."

"Understood." Zhang Zhang pursed his lips and closed the video communication.

Zhang Zhang got up and walked to the camouflage military uniform, took off a set of underwear from it, picked up a pair of brown high-bang military boots, and put it on.

He walked up to the mirror, stuck a finger into his chest, hooked the tight black vest, pulled it, revealing half of his muscular chest muscles, looked at himself in the mirror, checked for omissions, looked at it from head to toe, and finally settled on neck.

It turned out to be a necklace.

The corner of Zhang Zhang's mouth hooked slightly, he opened the side drawer, and took out a necklace from it.

The silver chain, the pendant is a 9mm bronze bullet, and a 4 is engraved with Arabic numerals on the shell.

Zhang Zhang put the necklace on his neck, and kissed the sharp part of the bullet piously, his eyes were dark.

From this moment on, I am Zhang Sishao, the most wanted criminal in China, Britain, the United States, and France, and a famous arms dealer in Southeast Asia, Zhang Sishao.