Chapter Seventy-Four: Spiritual Beliefs [Strongly Recommended]

"Hehe, you ask Aunt Fei to see what she thinks." The old man laughed.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but look at the old woman, the old woman still didn't speak, but she made a move, walked to the old man's side, and gently leaned on the old man's shoulder, looking like a husband and a wife.

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Zhang Yang is speechless, the old woman has already explained her attitude with her actions, what kind of world? A handful of people who are old and still fight and kill!

"Zhang Yang, what you don't understand, a person's life, there will be a pursuit, whether it is a powerful superior, or a subordinate who is hungry for three meals, they all have their own pursuits, and killers, there are also killer pursuits, in the eyes of outsiders may seem very naΓ―ve, but this is a kind of faith, and into the age of mythology, it is our faith, when you have faith, you will understand!" The old man looked serious.

"Maybe......" Zhang Yang found that he couldn't find the words to refute, because, in reality, there are many such people, that is, the so-called jihadist organizations in Arab countries are often broadcast on the TV news, they are willing to abandon their lives and families, become human bombers and enemies to die together, this is the spiritual power of typical religious beliefs, the old man just insists on joining an organization, and those fanatics who are willing to sacrifice their lives for religious beliefs cannot be compared at all.

"Well, you will understand later, now the Age of Mythology recruits five killers around the world, in fact, our hope is very small, after all, there have been countless excellent killers in the past twenty years, but if we don't try, we won't be willing to die." The old man looked resolute, and the old woman grabbed the old man's hand tightly.

"Ahem...... How is it assessed? ”

"It's very simple, there are ten missions in total, and if you complete two, we have already chosen the first objective, to assassinate the Somali pirate leader Abdullah #8226; Hassan ......"

"Why don't you choose an easier one?" Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly widened, Somali pirates are famous all over the world, although they have been hit hard by the navies of several major countries in the past ten years, and their forces have been hit hard, but recently they seem to have made a comeback, according to news reports, the most famous pirate in Somalia in recent years, Abdullah #8226; Hassan's power has swelled, with more than a dozen cargo ships hijacked last week, including one of the world's largest Saudi oil tankers, which has sent even the price of oil, which has been sluggish, soaring, in a sign of the strength of this group of pirates.

"It's already the easiest task." The old man smiled wryly.

"......" Zhang Yang was dumbfounded, this was actually the easiest task, but what about the other ten?

"Okay, don't worry, we know our body, we are no longer a teenager of seventeen or eighteen, we will plan a complete strategy, we will not act for the time being, I still have to travel the world with Fei Fei."

Seeing Zhang Yang's worried expression, the old man patted Zhang Yang's shoulder comfortingly, then moved the desk away, and pried open a floor tile under the desk, revealing a small hole, and took out a small box from it, which contained several stacks of dollars and euros, as well as some documents and other things.

"Good luck when you're gone!" The old man carefully put his things in his pocket.

"You...... You're going now......"

"Hehe, is there a difference between leaving tomorrow and leaving now?" The old man laughed and was full of pride.

"But...... You're ...... here."

"Hehe, it's just a few broken books, someone will deal with it, let's go, you should go to work too, Zhang Yang, this is our email address, in the future, use this to contact me."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be able to access the Internet?" Zhang Yang looked at the piece of paper in his hand suspiciously.

"Ahem...... I also learned to read the email......"

The old man blushed, opened the roller shutter, and disappeared into the night with the old woman in his arms.

Zhang Yang looked at the backs of the two embracing each other blankly, and he couldn't imagine that people who were dozens of years old were so free and easy, just go, without the slightest bit of mud and water, and suddenly, Zhang Yang, who was a little sad, turned into envy, how good it would be if he could travel around the world with Xiao Yiran!

Although the time with the old man is not long, however, the two have established a deep relationship, which is a very wonderful feeling, many people are difficult to become friends for a lifetime, and some people, just meet once, they will become friends for a lifetime. A lot of times, people choose friends based solely on feelings, and often, this feeling is also very accurate.

"Gun ......"

Looking at the figure who got into the taxi, Zhang Yang subconsciously waved his hand and found that the old man's baby was still in his hands.

It's a pity that when Zhang Yang reacted, the taxi the old man was sitting in had disappeared into the traffic, and it was naturally impossible for Zhang Yang to run wildly on the road with a gun to chase after him.

However, Zhang Yang immediately thought that this gun should have been left by the old man, because even the necklace with bullets was also placed on the table, this was the old man's treasure, if it was not deliberately left, it would be impossible to forget.

Immediately, Zhang Yang also communicated, since the old man wants to travel around the world, it is naturally inconvenient to carry a gun on his body, it is estimated that a couple of killers will have weapons channels in Somalia, Africa, besides, to assassinate the pirate leader, a desert eagle does not seem to play much role, I remember that the killers played on TV are all rocket launchers, and almost sniper rifles, only the kind of people who mix very poorly can take a pistol that kills chickens......

Zhang Yang pursed his mouth, hung the bullet around his neck, released the gun again, cleaned up the bookstore and pulled down the roller shutter, didn't bother to lock it, and walked directly into the alley, at this time, the street was already dark, and the street lights were on.

"Brother Yang, you're here." The sister at the bar greeted him in a low voice.

As soon as he entered the casino, Zhang Yang felt that the atmosphere was wrong, the waiter standing at the door was full of solemnity, and the faces of several casino thugs were also murderous, and the air was full of depression and heaviness. [I strongly want to recommend the ticket]

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ps: Introducing a new book from a fellow countryman, looking for Xiangshuai's work: "The King of Troubled Times" ISBN: 1098918, Introduction: The powerful Zhongnanhai bodyguard, the iron-blooded self is mixed in the ancient troubled times, what will happen to the story?