Time flies, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, Wang Zheng's injury has barely recovered, it is really ironic, every time he recuperates, it is a rare time for him to rest.

After the dragon scales returned to China, the Ashmir organization that had done many inhumane acts also completely angered the international community, the tragic scene of Li Yiran's suicide deeply pierced everyone's hearts, and the people's petitions were higher and higher, and many major countries have said that they want to crack down on terrorist organizations in depth around the world, and Ashmir, which is already a mess, has become their primary target, and various special forces teams have been parachuted into the Biralbia area, and the United States has spared no expense. If they knew where there was a terrorist sniper point, they would fly a cruise missile directly over it, and in this absolute death situation, if the remnants of the Ashmir organization did not surrender, there would be only one way to die.

The resolute attitude of various countries to terrorist organizations has also stimulated terrorist organizations in other parts of the world, under this high-pressure policy, these guys hiding in the shadows have to temporarily keep a low profile in order to avoid annihilation, and they dare not make any moves, for fear that a little careful thinking will attract firepower to cover!

The "People's Liberation Organization of the Americas", which once wanted to use the same method to avenge the second leader Ayebas, has also postponed the pace of revenge, and the strength of the Ashmir organization is still above them, but such an old terrorist organization that has dominated Africa for many years has been wiped out, if it is them, can they get a better result than this?

Today is the day when Wang Zheng was discharged from the hospital, under the focus of the country, the major media have not reported on the follow-up of the return of the dragon scales, heroes return to heroes, but after all, this is the most elite and top force in Huaxia, and it is better to reduce exposure.

If it were usual, I am afraid that when Wang Zheng is discharged from the hospital, the door of the General Hospital of the Military Region will be crowded by reporters from all walks of life.

On the top floor, outside the glass wall of the brain intensive care unit, Wang Zheng stood quietly, looking at Li Yiran with an oxygen mask, his eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's been so many days, and she's still asleep like this, showing no signs of improvement.

Li Yiran's eyes were gently closed, his skin was white and almost transparent, it seemed that he could be blown and broken, and there were many pipes inserted in his body, Wang Zheng looked at the scene inside the glass wall, thinking about the way Li Yiran resolutely crashed into the stone wall that day, shook his head, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"Sleep well, you'll get better, definitely."

"Those who have made you like this, I will make him pay with blood." Wang Zheng clenched his fists and turned to leave, Li Yiran couldn't hear his words, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that Wang Zheng wanted to let himself hear what he was saying.

Inner voice.

Wang Zheng did not let any guards escort him, his luggage was not much, and he left the capital military district headquarters with a backpack on his back.

When Wang Zheng's footsteps stepped out of the gate of the main courtyard, the four heroic guards saluted in unison.

Wang Zheng looked back at the tall building, looked back at the place where he had been staying for a month, and squinted his eyes slightly.

This is the end and the beginning.

The moment he stepped out, it meant that a tug-of-war that had lasted for many years was finally coming to the breaking point of the counterattack.

Wang Zheng is wearing civilian clothes, and although the whole country now knows his resume and photo, it is not too easy to recognize him from the street, so Wang Zheng is not dressed in disguise, which is completely unnecessary.

Wang Zheng wanted to reach out for a taxi, but found a Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly stopped in front of him.

The glass of the phantom was covered with a black film, making it impossible to see who was sitting inside.

Wang Zheng didn't know the car, but he wanted it to be friend and foe.

The window was lowered, revealing Su Tianran's face.

"Get in the car, find a place, I'll treat you to dinner." Su Tianran tried to squeeze out a smile and said.

However, under Wang Zheng's sharp and cold gaze, Su Tianran felt that his smile was very stiff and stiff.

Wang Zheng looked at Su Tianran condescendingly for a minute, without any fluctuation in his expression.

Su Tianran was extremely uncomfortable by Wang Zheng's direct gaze, and he was about to push the car door down, but found that Wang Zheng had spoken.

"You don't have to come down." Wang Zheng said.

"What?" Su Tianran didn't hear clearly.

"Rolls-Royce Phantom, this car is quite expensive, isn't it?" Wang Zheng suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

"It's not cheap." Su Tianran replied, and as soon as he finished speaking, he found that Wang Zheng's figure had disappeared.

However, Wang Zheng did not leave, but returned to the gate of the military region.

"Comrade, lend me your gun." Wang Zheng saluted the guards and said.

When the guards saw Wang Zheng talking to him, he couldn't help himself with excitement for a while, he made up his mind a month ago to treat Wang Zheng as his lifelong idol, and at this time the idol took the initiative to find him, how could he not be excited.

Under the agitation of the mood, the guards didn't think much about it at all, it didn't matter if they violated the law or not, they took off their guns and gave them to Wang Zheng.

"There's only one empty cartridge in there." The guard kindly reminded.

"I'm not going to shoot, or it's going to be a mess, and I'll give it back to you in a minute." Wang Zheng patted the guard on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Walking up to the Rolls-Royce parked at the door, Wang Zheng carried the barrel of the gun upside down and waved it hard!

Bang!

The steel butt and the side glass came into close contact, and the glass of the car shattered to the ground!

The smile on Su Tianran's face disappeared, no, it didn't disappear, to be exact, it froze on his face, and he didn't even seem to notice that the glass was broken.

Wang Zheng didn't stop at all, walked to the front windshield, and smashed the butt of a gun again!

After six smashes in a row, all the glass of the entire Rolls-Royce has been turned into slag!

The driver had already been frightened stupidly by Wang Zheng's momentum in the car, and his whole body was paralyzed, he had seen it ruthless, he had never seen it so ruthless, he dared to smash the car in front of his own eldest young master, and it was this extremely expensive Rolls-Royce Phantom that was smashed, was he tired of it?

The driver originally wanted to get out of the car to stop Wang Zheng, but he was glared at by Wang Zheng, what kind of eyes were they, without any emotion, cold as frost and snow!

After Wang Zheng smashed the car, he carried the steel gun and walked back step by step, without glancing in the direction of Su Tianran at all.

"Thanks, give the gun back." Wang Zheng handed the steel gun to the guards: "There will be some slight deformation, but it shouldn't affect the accuracy of this gun." ”

Where would the guard care if his gun was smashed by an idol, he took the gun and put it on his back, and said with bright eyes: "Idol, you are so handsome, I can still use a gun like this for the first time." ”

Wang Zheng couldn't cry or laugh, he really didn't hear that the guard was praising himself.

After Wang Zheng returned the gun, he left from the other side of the street, still not looking at Su Tianran.

Looking at Wang Zheng's back, Su Tianran, who was sitting in a pile of broken glass, shook his head, his face gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

"Are you trying to tell me in this way that there's no room for manoeuvre?" Su Tianran's voice was cold and helpless.

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