For Liu Xinlan, his opinion of Wang Hui has changed again and again this night.

From the contempt for him at the beginning, to the awe that awe arose after seeing his strength show.

And in the end, seeing his gentlemanly behavior on the floor and water in his cousin's room, he had an indescribable good impression of this man.

"Hey, I see that you are really good, have you ever been a mercenary!" Lying on the head of the bed, Liu Xinlan suddenly threw this question to Wang Hui.

"No, I'm a Scout veteran. Wang Hui, who has excellent psychological quality, didn't care too much, and made up a lie at random.

And he noticed that when he was answering, he saw Liu Xinlan, a little girl, and a faint sense of disappointment burned on his face.

"You say, Scar's Bloodthirsty Legion will really help a villain like Xie Ming?"

Suddenly, her face sank, and Liu Xinlan asked this sentence with the mentality of a little daughter. made Wang Hui a little unsure of how to answer.

And he naturally didn't know, Li Xiang knew very well that his little cousin had a deep admiration for the legendary scar.

"Cut, Scar is already dead. "Yes, Wang Hui gave such a reply.

"You're dead, Scar isn't dead. Suddenly hearing Wang Hui say this about his idol, Liu Xinlan would not agree.

Although he had seen various news on the Internet before, saying that Scar had been buried in the sea.

But she doesn't admit it, absolutely not.

"No, no, why do you care so much about that scar?" Wang Hui also wondered, he was just a mercenary in the first place, but it doesn't mean that he is a movie star, why does this little girl worship herself so much?

"In the past, when Xinlan traveled to Africa, she happened to encounter armed riots there. The man named Scar, who heard that there were Chinese hostages inside, took his brother and rescued Xinlan in a daze. ”

Subsequently, Li Xiang also explained the reason beside him.

"Oh, it's the one two years ago at the African Wildlife Park!" Wang Hui said casually, not to mention that he really remembered that operation.

It's just that it was too critical at the time, and I really didn't notice that among the hostages, there was such a pretty little beauty as Liu Xinlan.

And when he naturally finished saying this, he suddenly saw Li Xiang and Liu Xinlan looking at him, and something was wrong.

"How do you know?" asked Liu Xinlan with a puzzled expression.

"Ang, there were rumors about this on the domestic Internet!" Wang Hui's head reacted quickly, and he also knew that his deeds were often mentioned on the domestic Internet, so he quickly came back.

And he is also glad that when he acts, he always uses a masked way. And the only sign is the scar on the forehead, which is still hidden by his own long hair.

"I said it!" Liu Xinlan, who pouted, climbed onto the bed again.

"Heh, since that incident, Xinlan has had to swear stupidly that she will not marry Scar in this life. Silly boy, even if that Scar hadn't died, you wouldn't be able to marry a mercenary!"

Li Xiang knows her little cousin very well. Since it was rumored that Scar had died, she was in really bad shape during this time.

"No, I'm sure Scar won't die, I'm going to marry her. The stubborn Liu Xinlan played the eldest lady's temper at the beginning, and while she was willful, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

After all, two years ago, she was twenty-one years old, which is the age of the flowering and rainy season. In the face of armed thugs in Africa, at the most frightened and desperate times.

Suddenly, a helicopter flew from the sky, and a man in a wingsuit flew down from the sky, killing people in the midst of the chaos.

This scene will never be forgotten in his heart. Of course, when she was young, she also fell in love with this life-saving benefactor from a moment.

Including that she suddenly has a good impression of Wang Hui now, the final reason is that the posture he showed when he was at the door before, facing Xie Ming, made Liu Xinlan feel a little familiar.

Nonsense, Scar is Wang Hui, Wang Hui is Scar, and the two are the same person. Even if Wang Hui, who wants to be an ordinary person, deliberately hides a lot of his behavior and habits, the momentum that exudes by chance cannot be changed after all.

And looking at this delicate eldest lady, Wang Hui was also secretly surprised. He really didn't expect that there would be such a relationship between himself and her.

This suddenly gave him a funny idea in his heart, if he told her that he was the scar now, what would she do?

Will you not marry yourself?

For this reason, Wang Hui was curious, but only curious. For Wang Hui, scars are a thing of the past.

In the ensuing time, as the two daughters gradually fell asleep, Wang Hui lay on the floor and lost sleep.

As a man, he didn't even do it now to peek at the two beauties rushing to the spring. Because Liu Xinlan really didn't mention it, he began to think of the eventful years of his scene for the first time after returning to China.

Too many people know that he is a scar, and in the world of mercenaries, he is like a king. But who knows the pain he endured?

No matter how thrilling the process of hovering between life and death every day is. Wang Hui understands that the world of killing is really too cruel.

What he remembers vividly was during a campaign against armed rebel groups in Africa. Facing an enemy force several times his size, all he could do was use a 12.7mm heavy machine gun and keep strafing.

With the people in front of him falling one by one, Wang Hui wondered, why did these rebellious soldiers not know how to avoid their edge first and find cover?

It was only later that he learned that the so-called rebels were nothing more than a group of refugees desperate to survive.

They might just want a mouthful of water and a loaf of bread.

Also from that moment on, Wang Hui was tired of all the killings. This is also the reason why Ken gave up all his glory and chose to be an ordinary person.

"The eventful years have deceived people, and the vast world has been worried. Wang Hui, who had no intention of sleeping, suddenly remembered this poem that he read more than ten years ago after he separated from his master.

"In the eventful years, why not be afraid of romance, this is the idea of ordinary people. But Mr. Wang, however, uses the Southern Song Dynasty poet Chen Jie's poem "Zhongxuanlou", which shows that you have your own special insight. ”

At this time, there was a soft voice from Li Xiang on the other side of the bed. is worthy of being a teacher of ancient literature at the beginning, and he really knows a lot about ancient poetry.

"Ha, Mr. Li smiled, good night. After using the special title of Mr. Li, Wang Hui had no intention of saying more, and then said good night.

In this way, I suppressed a grief in my heart for ten years.

Ten years ago, he went to Africa to find out the whereabouts of his master. Ten years later, he returned to his homeland, still without hearing from his master.

As a free orphan, in his heart, his master is equivalent to his father.

"Good night, Mr. Wang. Li Xiang is not a person who likes to ask about other people's privacy, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her fake sleep just now.

However, when I suddenly heard Wang Hui say that ancient poem to myself, I was impressed by the vicissitudes contained in his voice.

Therefore, she asked one more time, but after knowing that the other party was unwilling to answer, she naturally did not ask more.

At this time, she only understood that the man sleeping in her room was definitely a man with a story.

And this night, for Wang Hui, is already destined to be a sleepless night. In order to ease the longing for Master in his heart, he began to pull his thoughts back to reality.

After meeting this iceberg beauty by chance, Wang Hui just wanted to get a good salary and live a well-off life.

It's hard to know that by mistake, she was involved in the fight between her and Xie Ming.

What Wang Hui didn't expect was that in this Chinese country, the name of his bloodthirsty army even appeared.

In fact, Wang Hui didn't know that after he faked his death plan to get out, the mercenary world far away in Africa had fallen into chaos.

Or rather, the world of mercenaries is already chaotic. It's only when there is a scar that the various mercenary legions can be suppressed, and it seems a little orderly.

And the current mercenary world can only be said to have returned to its original chaos.