ball magic

"Rabbit" is of course not called "Rabbit". He originally had a name that belonged to him, a name that belonged only to his master.

But his master wasn't even interested in listening to his self-introduction, he was instinctively rejecting everything about him.

For example, His possible influence on human beings.

His master once said sarcastically that he had long been used to not being nosy.

He knows everything about his master, so what is he referring to

In the street fighting in Grozny during the Second Chechen War, on the way to rescue comrades in distress in Sierra Leone, in Iraq's Samara Spiral Tower, Basra

But he knew that his master was a contradiction.And this sense of contradiction is inherent, just like his life experience.

His master once said indifferently to his students, "Sluts, it's not your cowardly slug-like cock who wants to turn from a boy into a man."

He also said after rescuing a student who acted without authorization at a critical moment, "You are so stupid even if td can make you look like a man"

Obviously his Master would be proud to be a man, but at this moment a man called him "my boy".

This is the night of winning the championship in the city of Milan, and it is also a night of celebration and carnival. Although the real official celebration has not yet come, half of the fans in this city can no longer control the carnival.

They took to the streets one after another to celebrate with their friends who wore the same blue and black jerseys and had the same beliefs.

Under the night sky, fireworks are constantly being set off, and there are even flares dragging their long tails across the sky like shooting stars.

This is a Milan night for the winners.

This is the terrace of the Four Seasons Hotel overlooking the spire of Milan Cathedral.

The man who called his master "my boy" looked coldly at the fans who were celebrating together, and said in an even more incontrovertible tone under the shocked eyes of his companions, "I have made a decision, and I know you want to Leave the security bureau i5, and when the srr and sasr are formed, you can stay in the special operations bureau kf."

"Of course I will stay, the one who should stay more is you"

"You td stay, the commander-in-chief belongs to you, it only takes 5 years and 6 years, but what are you going to do now? Are you going to give up this identity that allows you to bathe in the sun and have a bright future? Think clearly, you will soon become a Brigadier general, you are only 42 years old and you were not yet 50 years old at that time, are you giving up all your hard work over the years?"

Byron was going crazy, he couldn't believe what was happening now, he didn't even know if the man in front of him had turned into shit in his head

He knows Hughes is going to be a little irritated tonight, it's normal, he understands he understands shit

All he knows is he knows the man he knows he doesn't like either i5 security or i6 intelligence

Why did he change his original life plan just because he saw his son kissing his coach, so he had to give up the opportunity he had won so hard to be a military leader who didn't get any respect

The Hughes he knew couldn't have been so reckless and sloppy.

he can't let him ruin his life

He saw Hughes' eyes, but he wouldn't look at them, he wouldn't be bewitched by them, so he couldn't hide his anger and tore off his delicate bow tie, holding it in the palm of his hand, which calmed him down.

He asked Hughes, "commodore, major general, even if you leave the special operations bureau, you can go back to the navy, even if it is declining. This is your best choice. This is your best chance. This is the Mrs. Leamington gang. The chance you earned"

"I'm grateful for her," Hughes said, his voice slightly hoarse, as was Byron's in front of him, as they shouted to the point of hoarseness with everyone around them for those 90 minutes.

Hughes' eyes were calm, and he tried to calm Byron who was too emotional.

he knows what decision he made

He gave up on his future again, he gave up on the track he was supposed to get back "on track", he gave up his dream of joining the Royal Navy, he even gave up on the promise he made before his father died.

Who could be the new Commander in Chief of Special Operations?

It's him.

Is it Albert Anthony Hughes?

is it his boy ' s father

The answer is at hand.

He can accept waiting, 5 years, 6 years, he has enough patience, just like every day he spends in patience.

But what he saw today made him realize that he was happy that his boy was loved and cared for by Toshack, old Robson.But he couldn't accept that when Rafa became aware of his existence, he couldn't be present and participate in his life

He finally realized that what he wanted wasn't just a new identity in the sun, but to find himself as Hughes again, to be the father of his son.

If he doesn't even have this identity, how will his son face him and call him

who is he

The square near Milan Cathedral has become the focus of the entire Milan carnival night. Fans from all directions are constantly pouring in. The fleeting fireworks brought light, but never dispelled the darkness of the night.

Under the changing night sky, Hughes looked at Byron with his lips pursed and his eyes flushed.

"We all long to be in the sun, but Rafa, that shouldn't be the price I have to pay again."

Byron took a deep breath, but the tears finally flowed down.

He dropped the tie that was tightly held in his palm, and covered his face with his hands. After a few seconds, he said as calmly as possible, "The military will not allow Albert Anthony Hughes to be resurrected, but can i6 count on the foreign secretary?" and those stupid cabinets?"

"The Balkans are not peaceful, aren't they?" Hughes bent over to pick up the crucial bow tie, and raised his chin slightly as a gesture.

Byron let go, enjoying the moment.

But that's not enough, he still has to complain, complain, criticize

don't think he shut up

"There's already a young Steffield 2 He's too young, 47 at the time, you're even more bullshit"

Hughes deftly put the tie back on for him.

After letting go of his hand and confirming its perfection, Hughes said indifferently, "When my competitor is Richard Dearlove, I have no reason to fail."

"It's impossible for an arrogant guy not to know his background, and the cabinet must support him more"

"Oh."

"oh what do you mean"

"I sort of did a little bit of work over the years," Hughes said.

Byron looked up at the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and was also speechless, forget who he was for, forget it.

Hughes could see that Byron was still angry, so he just smiled slightly, turned to look at the celebrating crowd and said, "That's great."

This is Rafa's night of victory, perhaps also his night of light.

After watching this scene, Byron showed a smile after a few seconds.

He is a natural optimist, no matter what, he hopes that everything will be fine.At least, at least Hughes has the choice now, and he can also smile, instead of the unconcealed supreme loneliness he sees every day.

Walking into the celebration night were all the Inter Milan players, yes, it was the old captain Bergomi who took the lead again.

At critical moments, he has always played an exemplary role.

Because they didn't officially win the championship, at least they still haven't won a championship, so there are naturally no "godmothers", celebrities, strippers, etc.But clubbing, booze, dancing, and outright carousing are a must

Raphael was personally fed a lot by him, and was taken into the dance floor. As soon as he entered, his shirt was torn away and scrambled by several hands. He almost lost his pants, so he simply stripped the crazy Mr. Cannavaro go home.

Don't pretend he doesn't know, stay is to send these drunks home with Zanetti

So he snuck Zanetti home and let these morons hang out in the club till they sober up

Zanetti got up early the next day, and the crew with a flat head brought him a breakfast according to Raphael's nutritious recipes. Juan, who was hungover, was still rubbing his head.

Zanetti looked at the kid brought back by Raphael and smiled, and another boy with a crew cut handed Juan the Chinese hangover tea that even Zanetti could smell strange from afar.

Zanetti ""

This is a hangover, this is poison, right?

"Don't worry, his mother's secret recipe." Juan said with a sad face, "It just smells bad."

While they were talking, Raphael appeared from upstairs.

He didn't walk down briskly like before, and his face was so ugly that he climbed Kilimanjaro Snow Mountain all night in his sleep, which was daunting.

This kind of Rafael kept Zanetti and Juan silent, but they all tried their best to wink at the little flat-headed Mendez.

After Raphael sat down with a cold face, Juan silently pushed the hangover tea in front of him to him.

Raphael glanced at him, and the word "idiot" was almost written on his face

Juan was hesitating whether to take back the strange-smelling hangover tea, but Raphael picked it up and drank it without changing his face.

Zanetti confirmed that the stinky face was caused by a hangover, so he ate breakfast calmly, waiting for Raphael to pass the most uncomfortable time.

But he thought too well. Two hours later, this young player who just won the first Serie A championship in his life, the aura around him is not only as bitingly cold as Mount Everest, but also like a hurricane in the Pacific Ocean. everyone involved

Zanetti, who wanted to say goodbye, hesitated for two hours and did not dare to leave.

As we all know, he is a kind person, and being kind means that he can't bear to leave Juan here alone.

But Juan had a unique trick. Just when Zanetti gave him another wink, he put away his mobile phone and cheered up. Sure enough, Javier, who was holding his son, appeared like a prince cutting through thorns a minute later. in front of them

"Rafa" Louis walked up to the "angel" tremblingly, looking up with a small face begging for praise.

Raphael looked at him, and after all, he didn't smile miserably. He hugged the kid in his arms, buried his head on his neck, took a deep breath of milk, and then kissed his side face.

Juan and his teammates and good brothers all have a face of relief.

Although they didn't dare to ask why they were unhappy, the problem is solved now, isn't it?

The author has something to say 1 Mrs. Stella Leamington is the first female director of the Security Bureau. In 1993, she became the first publicly known director of the Security Bureau. He joined the Security Service in 1969 and has held various roles, including counter-subversion and counter-terrorism. In 1996 she was awarded the title of Senior Lord of the Bath.

2 Stephen was only 47 years old when he was the chief. He is Mrs. Stella Leamington's successor and the current director of the well-known MI5 i[-] Security Bureau.

3 i6 Military Intelligence Bureau is MI[-], the director we mentioned before, the previous code name is "c".

4 A contender for Richard Dearoushus, one of the candidates for the next director of MI[-] in the eyes of everyone.

5 British special operations bureau kf British special forces have the following four units

British Army Special Air Service Regiment Secia Air Service, the originator of SAS special forces, the most famous special forces in the world.

The Royal Navy's Special Boat Regiment sbs, the frogman unit, is engaged in underwater reconnaissance activities, and its nature is a bit like the US Navy SEALs.

The special reconnaissance regiment srr of the joint service is administratively under the command of the British army.

The special support group sfsg is also a joint service, and its personnel are mainly from the army and the royal marines.

In this article, both sas and sbs are mentioned in Hughes' participation in the falklands war.The latter two have yet to be formally established and are the jobs Hughes is currently in charge of.

A little more about Hughes' selection

As a soldier, a senior officer, even if he was captured in a war like World War II, he should get the treatment and respect he deserved, and be treated commensurate with his military rank.If he goes down the current path, he will be a real power faction.

Of course, the Military Intelligence Bureau also has a lot of energy, but the respect that a military intelligence leader can get is limited, such as Mrs. Stella Leamington, who once caused great controversy.