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"Lieber, Liebo...... Old man, it's me...... The old man ...... "After the doctor left, Zhang Yang saw that the old man opened his eyes and glanced at them, and immediately closed his eyes again, Zhang Yang hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately, the old man just didn't open his eyes, but it can be clearly seen that his eyes are rolling." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, old man, if you don't open your eyes again, don't blame me for being rude." Liu Biao sneered, and the bottle of mineral water in his hand shook loudly.

The old man frowned, and finally, he opened his eyes, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at Zhang Yang in a daze, his shriveled mouth kept shaking, slowly, slowly, two lines of tears rolled down, and a pair of thin hands held Zhang Yang's hand tightly...... "Old man, it's okay, it's okay." Zhang Yang felt the excitement of the old man's emotions, and took out a hand and patted the old man's thin body, now, the old man is not a cold-blooded killer who aims at the target with a sight, but an old man who needs help, although the old man has been infused and his body has recovered a lot, but he is still very haggard, and he looks at least ten years older than when he was in the bookstore.

"Publicity, publicity...... It's really you...... Is it really you ......? ”

Zhang Yang nodded heavily, except for the old man's choked voice, the room seemed extraordinarily quiet, even Liu Biao became serious, obviously, the current situation is not suitable for joking.

Time passed slowly, and the old man's mood finally stabilized, and after drinking a little hot tea, he began to tell his story about what happened to him in Somalia.

He and the old woman celebrated their reunion after eighteen years, after traveling around the world, more than 30 days ago, he and the old woman came to a village near the Gulf of Domalia in Somalia to find his target, and their preparations were very meticulous, and the geographical location and environment of the entire village were clearly felt, and even the family population and living habits of the target person were clear.

However, things are not as simple as they imagined, on the night of their operation, they ambushed in the village, just waiting for the target person, the place where they were hiding suddenly turned on, and the whole village was controlled in a few seconds, it turned out that they fell into a trap, at that time, the situation was very dangerous, the two old couples relied on advanced night sights and sniper rifles, and they just killed a bloody way out.

However, the number of people on the other side is too much, there are villagers on all sides, and their bullets are not enough at all, you know, a qualified killer will not bring extra bullets, although the old man is a third-rate killer, he has always been very confident in himself, and in the end, the old man covered the old woman and escaped, and he was captured.

Originally, the old man was locked up in the village near the Gulf of Aden and lured the old woman to take the bait, but I don't know why, a few days ago, he was suddenly dragged into a car and locked up in a dungeon, and after that, he was rescued by Zhang Yang...... "Why did you fall into their ambush?" Zhang Yang frowned and asked.

"We overlooked, in fact, it was a pirate village, where everyone was inextricably linked to pirates, and when we stepped on the spot, all the actions were watched by them, so we were ambushed......"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but fall into a deep thought, he thought of their village that Enderton had said, presumably, that village was just like what the old man said, if there was a rich pirate, in that kind of tribe, it was possible to build a small empire, no matter how big or small, it would not be able to escape surveillance.

"Why did they bring you to Mogadishu?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Mogadishu! I'm in Mogadishu right now? The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock.

"Yes, this is the capital of Mogadishu, but we rescued you in a village about a hundred kilometers from here."

"I ...... I do not know...... My old wife...... Oops, what if my old woman goes to the village to rescue me? The old man's half-lying body sat up suddenly, turned over and was about to get out of bed, the thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind, but it was all resolute.

"Don't worry, I've asked the hotel people to buy laptops, and you can read the message right away, and it's not a way to blindly look for it now." Zhang Yang grabbed the old man to comfort him, in fact, when he gave the old man an infusion, he had already arranged for the hotel people to buy a laptop, and now the only way is to see if he can contact the old woman by email.

"Oh......" said the old man with a long sigh of relief, "by the way, how did you get so spicy in your face, how did you get me out of those pirates?" ”

This explanation is long, when Zhang Yang killed Xiao Yuanxing and killed Redili, he talked all the way to escape, and then to the sea, until now, the old man was dumbfounded...... There was a long silence.

"Child, I'm sorry for you......"

Hearing the death of Xiao Yuanxing and Maimaiti's son, the old man sighed for a while, and stroked Zhang Yang's head with his chicken-like hand, with a look of pity, he couldn't imagine that in the half a year since he left, this child has been struggling on the death line, born and died, in fact, the old man can think of it, who is Maimaiti, how powerful Maimaiti is, he knows very well, even if it is the powerful Xiaoqi, he can't compete, and Zhang Yang can actually escape from Maimaiti's hands, and the hardships of this can be imagined with his knees.

"Hehe, it's okay, if it weren't for your bookstore, I really wouldn't be able to run away." Zhang Yang felt a warmth in his heart, and the time he got along with the old man benefited him a lot, and he will never forget it, and he and the old man are also teachers and friends.

"It has nothing to do with me, if it were someone else, I wouldn't have thought of it at all, in fact, it was my way of escape, the door, the window, the bookshelf, and the window pasted with cardboard, all deliberately set up, just say that the cardboard pasted window, I pierced a dotted line with the tip of a needle, as long as I grabbed a piece of paper protruding from it, and gently tore it down, the whole window was exposed......"

"Ah...... That one...... I tore it open with my hands......" Zhang Yang looked ashamed, the cardboard was very hard at that time, and some strength was wasted, and he didn't expect the old man to be arranged.

“…… Do you want to get the hang of it all in such an emergency? The old man was a little speechless, in order to arrange those mechanisms, he spent a lot of brain cells, and as a result, he was easily cracked by Zhang Yang, and now, he is cheap and obedient, depressed.

"Hey, hey." Zhang Yang laughed embarrassedly twice.

"Hey, old man, we almost got killed by your path, you know? At the end of the road, there is a construction site of dozens of acres, after we ran out, it was very empty, there was no place to run, there were walls all around, and finally, I escaped from the Purple River, I stammered, it stinks to death......" mentioned the passage, Liu Biao was immediately dissatisfied, and the stinky water of the Purple River made him unforgettable for life.

"Ah...... That one...... Ahem...... Mistakes, mistakes, pay attention next time, pay attention next time, hehe, when I left, I actually knew that the place was about to be demolished, so I didn't think about those things......" The old man's face turned red, as if he had hurt Liu Biao, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Faint, old man, can't you say auspicious? What's next time, grandma's, there will be a next time, and you won't let us live? Liu Biao was so depressed that he vomited blood.

"Bah, bah, bah...... What I'm talking nonsense doesn't count, hehe. Although the old man was not familiar with Liu Biao, he saw it every day at the mouth of the alley at that time, and he also knew some of Liu Biao's surname.

"Old man, do you have any plans?" Liu Biao asked.

"No, when I meet my wife, I'm going to wash that pirate village in blood!"

In an instant, the old man regained the coldness of a killer, and his originally soft expression became gloomy, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao glanced at each other, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, this old man, no matter how much he suffered, was still an iron-blooded and ruthless killer in his bones.

"Knock knock!"

When a few people were chatting, the door was knocked, Liu Biao opened the door to see, it was to send the hotel waiter to send the computer, after signing, the waiter left, several people were overjoyed, and quickly gathered together, turned on the computer, the computer has been configured, and it can be used when you start and log in.

Almost immediately, Zhang Yang opened his email address.

"Zhang Yang, the time is up, you have no contact, I will leave first, if you come to Somalia, call the mobile phone xxxxxxxxxxx, well, that's it, I will notify you if there is good news......"

"There's a cell phone!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, as long as there is a contact information, everything is easy to do.

Immediately, the old man couldn't wait to pick up the hotel phone at the bedside and start dialing.

"Toot ......"

"Toot ......"

……

The phone was connected, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao couldn't help but look nervously at the phone in the old man's hand, for the unswerving love story of the two old people, Zhang Yang has always been deeply moved, so he would rather take the risk and rush to Somalia to rescue...... The old man was also very nervous, his thin hands grabbed the microphone tightly, and he grabbed it very hard, and his fingers turned miserable white because of excessive force.

It's done!

"Is that you?" The old man grabbed the microphone with both hands, and asked cautiously in a soft voice.

"Old man! Is it an old man? There was a silence on the phone, and then, with suppressed excitement, asked softly.

"It's me, it's me ......" The old man heard the sound of the phone, and two lines of tears fell on his hands, and Liu Biao and Zhang Yang both had sour noses.

There was no sound on the phone, just a low cry of "duh", apparently the old woman was crying with joy.

"How many rooms do I have in Hotel XXX in Mogadishu?" The old man glanced at Zhang Yang.

"Room xxx."

"In the xxx room of the XXX hotel in Mogadishu, I am waiting for you, where are you?" The old man spoke softly, as if he was afraid to frighten the old woman.

"I was not far from Mogadishu, I went to that village, where the pirates had withdrawn, and I asked a lot of people to find out that I had come to Mogadishu, and I had been following them, or had they gone after me...... You wait for me, I'm about three hours old, the roads in Somalia are very bad......"

"Well, be careful, don't worry, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you......" The old man gently wiped a handful of tears, his voice choked, he had waited for eighteen years, and he didn't care about these three hours.

"Well, I'll be careful, you wait for me, I'll come ......"

……

The two reluctantly hung up the phone, the old man looked at the microphone in a daze, separated for a month as if it were a thousand years, this month's separation, even to surpass the pain of the last time, after all, last time I didn't know the whereabouts at all, and this time, it was nearly twenty years later, separated again, this pain, more than ever before.

"Old man, let's go out for a while, you are like this, how can you see your wife, your wife will be sad to see you like this."

"Ah...... Is that...... Is that...... However, I have no money, and I have lost all my cards......" The old man touched a messy hair, and now he not only needs a good set of clothes, but also needs to trim his hair.

"No money?" Liu Biao stood up with a sneer and walked over to the big packages.

"You're rich? Still staying in such a high-end hotel? ”

The old man looked at the clothes on Zhang Yang and Liu Biao with a little suspicion, if you analyze from the clothes, the two of them don't look like they are getting rich, they are wearing ordinary goods, although they are not stalls, but there is still a distance from the clothes they wear after making a fortune.

"Huh, you look down on us?" Liu Biao is now a night walk in brocade clothes, but there is no place to show off, and now it is difficult for such an old man to show off as an object, so naturally he can't let it go.

"Where, where, how can I look down on you!" The old man smiled dryly to hide his mental thoughts.

"Dead old man, keep your eyes open!" Liu Biao stood by the package and pulled out a sharp dagger from his body.

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(To be continued)