boyfriend picked up from the sewer

"Ha ha."

On the other end of the phone, Wusuke smiled inexplicably, "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will bring them to the clubhouse tomorrow, and then hand them over to you for 'inspection'. In addition, as a reward for your obedience, I will Make an exception and give them saliva first."

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, and sneered after a while, "It seems that I still need to thank you for your 'generosity'."

Wu Jie didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in his words, and replied politely: "Mr. Lin is polite, you deserve it."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhao looked at the endless night sky outside the window and smiled wryly.He has passed the age of trying to carry everything by himself. There are bound to be many things in this world that he cannot carry, such as this time.

Now, he can only hope that Lin Yanzhi will report this matter to the higher authorities as soon as possible.Even if there will be sacrifices at that time, Wusuke and Inagawa must not be allowed to leave Huaguo alive.

The blood debt they owe here,

It should be paid with their lives.

However, Lin Zhao imagined that the higher-ups received the news and began to deploy overnight, and the scene of excellent special forces ambushing everywhere at night waiting to collect the net did not happen.

Lin Yanzhi put away his phone and walked out of the bathroom with a normal expression.After seeing the steaming three dishes and one soup on the dining table, his eyes lit up, his light gray eyes seemed to be highlighted, twinkling, dazzled Zhan Feng's eyes inadvertently.

He didn't change his clothes either, and sat down impatiently in his half-wet and half-dry bathrobe.

While eating what was in the bowl, Lin Yanzhi didn't forget to think about what was in the pot, and ordered tomorrow's dishes early.

"Brother, I'm going to eat prawns in tomato sauce tomorrow, and the prawns have to be peeled. Um... and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. There are more eggs than tomatoes, at least twice as many. I really want to eat chili fried pork. It's been a long time It's spicy."

On the other side, Zhan Feng took out a small notebook and memorized it meticulously.

[Plastic prawns in tomato sauce, the prawns need to be peeled. 】

[Tomato scrambled eggs, more eggs, at least twice as many. 】

[Stir-fried pork with chili. 】

After writing, Zhan Feng paused, picked up a pen and crossed out the last line.

No, chili is not good for the stomach.

Lin Yanzhi seemed to have noticed his small movements from afar, and smiled softly with his eyebrows bent, "Chili fried pork is not allowed to be crossed out. If I don't see chili fried pork tomorrow, I will run away from home."

Through the crack of the door, Zhan Feng looked helplessly at his younger brother who was difficult to take care of. He knew he was joking, but he still added the chili fried pork back.

Still a little unwilling after thinking about it, Zhan Feng picked up a pen and secretly added two words:

less spicy.

As long as it was what Lin Yanzhi really wanted, Zhan Feng had to make it happen for him.But exactly how this reform is done is another matter.

In the empty living room, only Lin Yan's voice could be heard, and the one-man show made his crooked eyebrows and eyes seem to be full of loneliness.

But the joy in his expression did not seem to be fake, just like an ordinary couple, sharing what they saw and heard today with their lover while eating at home.

"Brother, I saw more than 50 monkeys left in the orchard today, fighting over a peach that is not considered sweet."

【monkey? 】

"There are old monkeys, young monkeys, big monkeys, and young monkeys, all of whom lose their image for a tasteless peach. It's funny when you think about it."

[It sounds quite lively. 】

"Brother, why do you think these monkeys are so stupid? It's a joy to grab a plate of cheap food. They are really a group of monkeys who don't think about making progress."

【You...】

One person laughed with crooked eyebrows, and the other silently responded to his every word.There is a little weird scene in this warmth, in the hearts of the two separated by a wall, it is their hard-won happiness.

During the conversation, the night became dark unconsciously.

Seeing that Lin Yanzhi got up on his own initiative without him urging him, Zhan Feng still happily thought to himself: Today Xiaoyan is conscious enough to know to go to rest early.

He hadn't finished his compliments when he saw Lin Yanzhi turn around and walk straight to the entrance.After fingerprint identification, the basement that had been closed for a long time was opened again.

Zhan Feng's heart tightened. Since he was discharged from the hospital, Lin Yanzhi had been to the basement once, but he still brought cleaning tools down, and he came up in less than an hour, and he never went there again.

He wanted to follow, but because he couldn't show up in front of Lin Yanzhi, he could only watch helplessly as the hidden door in the basement closed in front of him.

The last time when Lin Yanzhi came out of the basement covered in blood, it almost became Zhan Feng's nightmare.He was not afraid of what Lin Yanzhi was doing, but he was afraid that everything Lin Yanzhi did would be returned to him intact in the end.

As vulnerable and helpless as Lin Yanzhi, Zhan Feng couldn't do it and didn't want to see it a second time.

Zhan Feng lay on the outside of the secret door, burning with anxiety, feeling that his body would boil and bubble after a while.Fortunately, it didn't take long for Lin Yanzhi to go to the basement this time. The minute hand circled the clock for a little more than half a circle, and there was a sound from the closet.

The secret door opened, and Lin Yanzhi stepped out of the cabinet. The bathrobe he was wearing was clean, and his mood seemed normal.

Zhan Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yanzhi turned his back and closed the cabinet door.Before turning off the lights, he leaned down and knocked on the glass tank beside him, awakening the two small fish maliciously.

"Sanlang, Shiro, good night."

After finishing speaking, he bent his eyebrows and continued in a gentle voice: "Good night, Da Lang too."

Zhan Feng accepted the title with a high degree of acceptance.

[Good night, Xiaoyan. 】

Lin Yanzhi seemed to have heard his reply, the corners of his mouth curled up very nicely.

He walked slowly towards the bedroom, and before entering the house, he smiled at the empty living room and said, "Brother, come in and sleep with me tonight, I'm afraid I'll have a nightmare."

【it is good. 】

[Don't be afraid, brother is here. 】

It's a pity that even with Zhan Feng in the room, Lin Yanzhi still couldn't escape this nightmare.

In fact, it is not necessarily a nightmare, at most it is just a review of reality.

This dream was kicked off by the roar of the helicopter.

He followed the special operations team to a foreign country and watched one person after another fall down through a high-powered telescope.A sniper equipped with a silencer sounds a bit like an arrow when fired.

Lin Yanzhi counted silently in his heart.

Count how many "arrows" are shot.

Also count how many people died.

The leading captain asked him hoarsely, "Is that enough?"

Lin Yanzhi looked at himself in the dream and replied blankly: "70.00% two."

The captain asked him what he meant, and he turned his head to look at the sniper, "One hundred bullets, 72 lives, you should practice hard after you go back."

The sniper opened his mouth as if he wanted to argue with him, but he didn't know what he wanted to argue.Is it because my hit rate is not accurate enough, or is it because I didn't kill enough people.

To be honest, none of the people present were merciful.As the strongest team in China, they are never ashamed of their hands being stained with blood, nor are they proud of their own scars.

They are a knife of the country and a shield standing in front of the people, nothing more.

But over the years, the team has never received a mission like today's, using the sniper as a fort to carry out an extermination with no prelude and no follow-up. people watch.

Even those people under the crosshairs have their own damn reasons, but they reject this seemingly frail and thin man beside them from the bottom of their hearts.

The team arrived here three days ago, but the raid that was supposed to start that day was stopped by Lin Yanzhi because he heard a sentence through the monitor: "The day after tomorrow is President Wu Jie's 70th birthday. Let's have a good time this time!"

This seemingly frail man chose to wait patiently when his emotions were almost out of control.

Waiting for them to drink and have fun, talking and laughing; waiting for them to come forward one by one to say birthday congratulations, shaking hands and embracing one by one, so lively; waiting for the man sitting in the first place to show the brightest smile tonight.

"shooting."

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Looking through the binoculars, there is no one standing inside or outside the house in the courtyard.

The captain asked him again in a hoarse voice: "Is it enough?"

Lin Yanzhi didn't answer, he looked down at the sniper, "Can I try?"

The sniper froze for a moment, and moved away after seeing the captain nodding.Lin Yanzhi had never touched this thing before, and Zhan Feng told him that it had recoil, so he was not allowed to touch it for fear of hurting him.

Now it seems that what Zhan Feng said is right, the wooden support hits his shoulder blades one after another, causing him pain, and the target he wants to aim deviates from the direction again and again.

But Lin Yanzhi didn't want to shoot too accurately.

He mechanically squeezed the trigger, once and again.In the magnifying glass, the lifeless corpses were beaten up and down, as if they were about to cheat.

Until a full clip was exhausted, the captain asked him again: "Is that enough?"

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yanzhi laughed wantonly, his pale gray eyes were already bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant: "Not enough, how could it be enough."

"This life is never enough."

After saying this, he stood up and got on the helicopter without looking back.

The dream began with the roar of a helicopter and ended with the same roar.

Lin Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, the moon was hanging high outside the window, a thin layer of dark clouds covered the sky, and there were not many stars to be seen.

"Brother, I close my eyes."

Lin Yanzhi's voice was a little hoarse, "I close my eyes, can you give me a hug?"

let me know you are there.

Let me know you're back.

Zhan Feng who was attached under the bed did not hesitate when he heard the words.

Lin Yanzhi closed his eyes, and his falling body in the dream was wrapped in a ball of liquid, which slowly brought him back to the solid ground.

Zhan Feng's heart ached so much that he carefully wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

"elder brother."

Lin Yanzhi murmured without opening his eyes, and Zhan Feng gently touched his slightly trembling eyelashes in response.

"elder brother……"

[Xiaoyan, brother is here, don't be afraid. 】

"I will run away from home tomorrow without chili fried pork."

The black shadow wrapped around Lin Yanzhi's body froze for a moment, and Zhan Feng retracted silently under the bed, turning on the self-isolation mode.

On the bed, Lin Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, all the blood in them had faded away.

He comforted with a low smile: "The less spicy version can be barely accepted."

There were two muffled "dong dong" sounds from under the bed, as if Zhan Feng was reluctantly saying okay.

Lin Yanzhi pulled the quilt, smiled and closed his eyes.

Since then, there has been no dream.