Zhang Han stared at the cherry and became more and more puzzled, with his eyesight, he couldn't see anything except the three measurements, he really suspected that the cherry lied about her age, but she was actually a strange aunt in her thirties.

"Look at what, don't believe me 17?"

"I don't believe it, 17 generally study, and it is impossible for the General Staff to use a minor." Zhang Han said lightly.

"But what if the minor had completed all the courses of college before the age of 14 and was a genius at espionage?"

"You?" Zhang Han pointed to the cherry and asked, and the smile on his face froze.

She was able to follow me for so long, investigating my every move, and I was unaware, and she was only 17 years old, and her angelic face did give her the perfect disguise to let your guard down, if there really was a genius on par with me...

Zhang Han thinks so, but in this world, as soon as he sees a beautiful woman, his IQ drops to zero, and it is estimated that there is no one else but him.

"You're right, it's not surprising that there are indeed many geniuses in this world who are different from ordinary people." Zhang Han said this calmly, picked up the banana and ate it.

"That's right, I'll be a brother in a trench in the future, will I talk about you when I'm done?"

Cherry's arm was on Zhang Han's shoulder, just like the reunion of two good buddies, Zhang Han didn't reject it much, and he already tacitly accepted that Cherry was his own person.

"I have something to say, it can be summed up in eight words."

"Huh? Which eight words? ”

"If you don't have money, you need to die everywhere, and one word is poverty!"

As he spoke, Zhang Han took out the inside of his trouser pocket, and there was really nothing except for a box of crumpled collector's edition of Yellow Crane Tower 1916 worth hundreds of dollars.

"Are you showing off your wealth?"

Zhang Han clicked on one, signaling that there was nothing left of his body.

"Cigarettes are given by others, and a really poor son doesn't have them, so you see, you can live here, eat... Let's talk about it, I promise I won't starve you to death. ”

Cherry was particularly disgusted by the smell of smoke, and covered her nose with her hand and fanned her twice.

"I know very well your information, I used to serve in the ghost unit Flying Leopard, and mysteriously disappeared during an operation four years ago, and your name is in the death list report about that operation, but I have asked many people, and the truth is as they say, you are still alive."

Zhang Han leaned back on the sofa, quietly listened to her finish talking about her old past, opened her mouth to let the smoke fill the air, and did not deny Cherry's words.

"But your whereabouts are still a secret, and there are various versions of the whereabouts of a dead man, I'm really curious..."

"Have you ever heard of PMCs?" Zhang Han said in a slow tone, and Cherry nodded.

"Private military contractors, assassinations, kidnappings, espionage, intelligence, escorts, security, etc., for employers, that is, mercenaries, are you..."

"Yes, I'm sure you've heard of this version, and there was another person with me, codenamed Wolfdog, who also appeared on the death list."

Cherry frowned, and the genius's little brain couldn't guess Zhang Han's behavior.

"I don't understand, why did you leave the Flying Leopard, just because you wanted to take the Golden Thorn Rose you got from that operation for yourself?"

This question may not be clear to Zhang Han himself, and it is difficult to say whether he doesn't like to stay in one place all the time, or because he is reluctant to pay for the golden thorn rose, or because two factors contribute to this result at the same time.

"Let me tell you this, you must have never been to the Middle East, the girls there are super punctual!"