The plane flew smoothly, and Benoit looked at Hou Dasheng's uncle with great interest, the mysterious tiger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was very surprised by the appearance of the tiger. Although Benoit did not know who the tiger was. But this did not prevent him from seeing the special features of the tiger at a glance.

Although the tiger had already made a disguise, Benoit could see the difference at a glance. Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the giant wolf and the doctor have different attitudes towards the tiger. The tiger is too legendary, so legendary that the giant wolf will unconsciously maintain enough respect for him.

Every profession will maintain great respect for the pinnacle of the profession. Especially those who have made their profession superb. The name of the tiger is not known to too many people. But all those who know him can't help but maintain respect for him. Even his enemies. They will hate him for not dying, but they will still respect him.

"Hou, I want to make sure one last time: do you want me to say that to Lisa?" Benoit observed the tiger with a little interest for a while, and then asked Hou Dasheng softly, "You have to know that she is not an ordinary difficult person. Are you sure you want me to say that? ”

Hou Dasheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he looked at the tiger and smiled bitterly: "See?" He's my uncle. ”

"My parents passed away when I was very young. I grew up with my grandfather until I was eight years old, and he passed away. Since then, my uncle has been my only relative. He is my father, my mother. It's my only elder......"

After a pause, Hou Dasheng turned his head to look at Benoit and said softly: "In our Chinese people's concept, my marriage must be approved by him. That said, his opinion counts. Or so to put it this way, he has enough right to have a say in my marriage......"

Hou Dasheng said so, and Benoit naturally looked at the tiger who had not spoken on the side. And what about the tiger? His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Benoit without speaking. The two just looked at each other, and they were silent. The atmosphere in the cabin was suddenly extremely depressing......

"The mother-in-law of Huaxia wants to get married, and the mother's family must agree. The in-laws also have to agree. Tiger speaks French fluently, and even has a faint Parisian accent in his accent. But Benoit was not surprised at all, he knew it since he first met Hou Dasheng. This kid has a solid foundation in tactics, and the people who helped him lay it are definitely not ordinary people.

Looking at Benoit, the tiger's eyes burned like flames. Even Benoit felt a little glaring.

"My mother's family doesn't agree, so there's no point in marrying me." Hu smiled slightly and said, "Of course, if that girl is determined to marry." The monkey is determined to marry, and the elder will always obey the will of the junior. After all, it's their lives, not us. ”

Benoit smiled self-deprecatingly and said softly, "Who says it's not?!" After all, life is what they live, if my sister really has to be with Hou. Then I can only be a blessing, but for now, I don't think they are suitable. ”

Then Benoit began to talk about Chinese and French culture. From General de Gaulle, all the way to the French Foreign Legion. From the French romantic culture, we talked about the idea of the golden mean of Chinese Confucian philosophy. Hou Dasheng was surprised for the first time to find that his uncle was so able to talk.

He hadn't even heard some obscure words.

"I don't like goodbyes, especially this one." Jakarta finally arrived, and Hou Dasheng, who was on the plane, took off his makeup. He pushed away the wheelchair next to him and struggled to stand up. The giant wolf, the doctor, and the others looked at him in silence. This also includes Benoit.

Rejecting the witch's support, Hou Dasheng gritted his teeth and moved to a comrade-in-arms step by step. From fat dogs, to giant wolves. From cranes, to doctors. Hou Dasheng knew that he might be hugging them for the last time.

"I will remember that I am a jackal, and I hope you will remember that I am a jackal......" After hugging his comrades in turn, Hou Dasheng's eyes finally stayed on the giant wolf: "Don't send it away, everyone." I have to go my own way......"

After a pause, Hou Dasheng took out the card that the giant wolf handed over to the tiger and gently placed it on the table in the cabin.

"Don't get me wrong, cook. We are ......" Seeing this, the giant wolf picked it up and was about to stuff it into Hou Dasheng's pocket. But Hou Dasheng immediately blocked it with one hand and looked at Hou Dasheng's eyes. The giant wolf knew that if he stuffed him again, he would really turn his face.

Hou Dasheng looked at the jackals with a smile and said softly: "I am a waste, but after all, my heart is not wasted." My share is my share, and I take it with peace of mind. The blood and sweat of my brothers, if I take it, my heart will be wasted. The body is useless, and I am still myself. The heart is broken, and it's not even ...... itself."

"Satellite phone, I'll keep it. Although I'm useless, it's good for everyone to talk on the phone once in a while. Hou Dasheng smiled and said, "Of course, if you are willing to chat with a waste person." ”

After all, a group of people couldn't say anything. The giant wolf took out a suitcase that looked not small and handed it to Hou Dasheng.

"Dani helped you change the gun, this is the final version." The giant wolf looked at Hou Dasheng and said softly: "And your loot, and that lighter." ”

Hou Dasheng nodded, and took it with difficulty. At this time, he looked at everyone and whispered, "Farewell, brothers." Farewell, Monsieur Benoit. ”

"Always remember, you're a jackal!" The giant wolf's eyes were red, and he gave Hou Dasheng a hug. Then, none of them got off the plane to see Hou Dasheng off. The stubborn cook refused to even give his box to the tiger. He struggled to support his body, and slowly left the plane step by step with the box under the gaze of everyone.

From the window side of the cabin, the jackals and Benoit could see Hou Dasheng's slightly trembling back. That back looks so stubborn in the bright sunshine of Jakarta. He walked very slowly, and even when he got off the ramp of the plane, he could only move down slowly step by step.

He walked very stubbornly, and even then he still had to carry his suitcase. He refused to hold on to his crutches, and he did not have anyone to help him. The wheelchair was left on the plane, and in the bright sun you could see his already sweaty clothes. The doctor turned his face away, unable to bear to look at it again.

No one knows better than him how much willpower Hou Dasheng has to use and what kind of pain he is enduring to do this now. He's torturing himself, he's clinging to his stubbornness in this way. He refused to worry his comrades, and in this way he told the jackals: I will live, you don't have to worry. I didn't break down.

It's just that this way is too tragic. The doctor knew that Hou Dasheng's body was close to collapse when he was just sent back. Several surgeries, two weeks of recuperation. He's just getting back to walking. He needed a longer period of recuperation before he could enter rehabilitation.

But Hou Dasheng was only three days before he began to get out of bed and walk on his own. On the first day, he struggled to get out of bed. It took him nearly an hour to get up by the bedside. Getting used to standing, it took him three hours. In three hours, the longest standing was five minutes. The shortest, even only twenty seconds.

Walking slowly, it took him five hours. From falling down at the first step, to pushing a chair and moving slowly. On the first day, Hou Dasheng walked for eight minutes at most. From the assistance of the caregiver to the abandonment of the chair by oneself and walking slowly. He used it almost all day.

He didn't get any more painkiller injections, and the small wounds on his body burst slightly. But he gritted his teeth and continued walking the next day. By the third day, he was finally able to walk normally. But the doctor knew that Hou Dasheng relied on his own breath to support him.

"Uncle, why do you speak French......" Walking into the car parked on the tarmac, Hou Dasheng exhaled deeply. His face was extremely pale, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat. At this time, he asked why his uncle knew French.

"Lao Tzu has captured a few French prisoners, I want to tell you?!" Hu Cai glanced at Hou Dasheng with his eyes: "There is also a Parisian philosophy department in there, the ghost knows that the idiot will run to mix mercenaries if he doesn't read a good book." ”

After a pause, the tiger squinted his eyes and said, "The romanticism of the idiot French kills people!" ”

After leaving the tarmac, Hou Dasheng, who turned his head to look, saw that the plane was refueling. The ground staff was checking the situation of the plane, and Hou Dasheng slowly turned his head after watching all this. Farewell, my brothers. Farewell, the days I became a jackal......

Tearing off the disguise, Hou Dasheng now regained his face. At the same time, he also changed into a well-fitting casual clothes, and Lu Song didn't know when he came to Jakarta. Laughing and chanting, they were waiting for them at the gate of the airport, when the tiger walked out with Hou Dasheng. The guy then put the two into a business van.

When Hou Dasheng's box was put in the car, the chubby Lu Song frowned: "Monkey, you can't bring this thing back to China." ”

"Uncle, don't be sloppy with me at this time." Hou Dasheng smiled faintly and said, "I can't use it anymore as I look now." Besides, I don't have any bullets yet, so I'll keep a thought about bringing them back. What else do you think I can do with it?! ”

Lu Song glanced at his old company commander and found that the old company commander didn't seem to be planning to say anything. I just threw a cigarette into my mouth and smoked it indifferently.

"Okay, but you kid must remember: in China, you guy absolutely, absolutely can't do it! You know what?! Hou Dasheng looked at Lu Song with a wry smile: "Uncle, I know." ”

At this time, Hou Laohu, who had been silent, spoke: "Send us to the imperial capital first." The path you find yourself, the fastest speed. ”

"Uh...... Uncle, aren't we going home?! Hou Dasheng looked at his uncle in amazement, while Hou Laohu squinted his eyes and looked out the window and whispered: "I'm going to see my old comrades-in-arms, I haven't seen them for many years." Now that it's out, I have to have a few drinks with them. (To be continued.) )