Chu Lingyun had never been to Xia Weilan's grandmother's house, and their affairs could only be said to be heard from others.

Among them, Xia Weilan has a lot of complaints.

It can be said that this family has really laid a huge shadow in her young heart.

In Xia Weilan's mouth, the family was very snobbish and lacked human touch, and was not as good as ordinary neighbors or friends.

Xia Xiaoxiao is the eldest uncle's youngest daughter, only a few days older than Xia Weilan.

Perhaps it was due to genetic genes that this cousin inherited his parents' character and was competitive. He has not been very good at dealing with Xia Weilan since he was a child.

The fundamental reason is that Xia Weilan is so beautiful that she always inadvertently steals the limelight of her cousin.

With Xia Xiaoxiao's personality, how could he bear this?

So he changed his mind and compared and showed off in front of Xia Weilan, dreaming that he wanted to suppress her.

In this way, the conflict between the cousins ​​became increasingly deeper and became irreconcilable.

"Oh..." Xia's mother sighed again, feeling very disappointed.

Chu Lingyun frowned and thought for a while, and made a decision for Xia Weilan: "Auntie, don't sigh. Weilan will go this time, and I will go too."

"Lingyun, why are you..." Xia Weilan was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Chu Lingyun.

Chu Lingyun smiled and said, "Go, Wei Lan. Life is seventy years old. No matter what, she is your grandmother. No matter how he treats you, it is not appropriate for you, the granddaughter, to celebrate your birthday."

"Also, I'm back now and I'm about to meet them. When we get married in the future, we won't recognize the wrong person and make a joke."

"Marriage?" Xia Weilan's face turned red and she looked at her mother shyly, "Mom, look at Ling Yun, he bullied me again."

"Haha! Haven't you always wanted to marry Lingyun? Now you're shy! You're not talking to each other." Xia's mother couldn't help laughing when she heard Chu Lingyun's words.

"You...you all join forces to bully me! Humph, I won't tell you anymore." Xia Weilan stood up and stomped her feet hard, quickly cleaned up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen to clean it.

...

In the evening, in the Brilliant Hotel in Zhong District, Donghai City, Han Wushuang and Yang Shuo were walking towards a luxurious private room on the second floor of the hotel.

"Yang Shuo, have Chu Lingyun's identity been found out?" Han Wushuang asked lightly.

Yang Shuo immediately responded: "Chu Lingyun, 26 years old this year, has all his family dead, and is an orphan. After graduating from high school at the age of 19, he directly entered the army. Because of his excellent results in all assessments, he entered the special forces."

When talking about this, Yang Shuo's eyes were a little doubtful, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Han Wushuang frowned: "What's wrong? What's behind?"

Yang Shuo shook his head gently: "There is no news about him afterwards. I only know that he has been in the special forces for two years, and his whole body seems to have evaporated from the world and disappeared for five years. It was not until yesterday that he suddenly appeared."

Han Wushuang frowned even tighter, and his pace slowed down a little.

He also has a good understanding of special forces.

The Han family has risen rapidly over the years and has attracted many strange people, including many retired special forces with unique skills.

Generally speaking, special forces are not as mysterious as the outside world imagines, because not every special forces identity is absolutely confidential.

Special forces will be assigned to multiple levels according to their respective tasks.

Different levels, confidentiality requirements are naturally different.

Special forces perform missions, usually divided into special reconnaissance and direct operations.

If it is divided according to the mission, special forces are divided into three categories.

The first is assault reconnaissance.

Usually, it is to perform tasks in jungles, deserts, grasslands and mountainous areas, and conduct reconnaissance and ambushing and assaulting the place.

They are good at disguising, and have a large number of people, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than ordinary troops.

The second type is the A unit.

This type can be said to be a truly elite special forces.

Generally, there are 4 to 6 people as a group, just like the special forces that appeared in the movie "Operation Mekong".

The last one is the most mysterious, but real, not fictional.

Their information is in absolute confidentiality.

It can be said that this type of special forces is the strongest individual soldier, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a human weapon.

Not to mention the newly emerging Han family in the East China Sea, even the first-class family in the Dragon Kingdom may not be able to reach it.

Did you really get caught up with me?

Han Wushuang's eyes became colder and colder, and in the end, it seemed as if he had made up some determination, and his murderous intent appeared.

"Damn it, so what if you are the most powerful special forces soldier? As long as you don't have any strong background, you will still kill you in minutes. Let's go, your uncle probably is impatient to wait."

After Han Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, he accelerated his pace toward the second floor.

In one of the most luxurious private rooms on the second floor, a middle-aged man with long hair shawls was having a double interaction between language and body with two beautiful women wearing heavy makeup beside him with a smirk.

Two women with charming eyes that had been teased by him flattered in every way, twisting their proud bodies and giggling.

Suddenly, the door of the private room was opened, and Han Wushuang and Yang Shuo walked in before and after.

"Mr. Nephew, you are finally here. Please let me wait!" The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and smiled, casually glanced at Han Wushuang who was walking in front, but the movements on his hands did not pause at all.

Yang Shuo was obviously used to it, so he bowed and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, I'm so embarrassed, I've been waiting for you for a long time. However, I think you feel like you are in the flowers and you are happy! As expected, the sword is not old, and I admire you!"

"Haha! Yang Shuo, Yang Shuo, you guys are indeed there. This is really more and more beautiful." The middle-aged man smiled sarcastically, and then rubbed the two beauties' buttocks hard, "You go out first, and go back and deal with you."

After the two women went out panting, the middle-aged man looked at Han Wushuang beside Yang Shuo, put away his smile, and asked faintly: "Who is this?"

This serious look is really a bit fairy-like style, which is in sharp contrast to just now.

"Uncle Master, let me introduce you. This is the young master of the Han family, Han Wushuang." Yang Shuo finished speaking hurriedly, and then introduced him to Han Wushuang, "Mr. Han, this is the junior uncle I often mention to you. Feng Tiancheng, who is the eight-armed Arhat in the world, and Master Feng."

"Oh! So you are Han Wushuang, the treasure tree of Han family? Feng has admired him for a long time and has long been famous!" Feng Tiancheng smiled meaningfully on his face and hugged his fists casually.

Of course, Han Wushuang saw that the other party was a little distorted, but it was not surprising.
Chapter completed!