Chapter 201: Rest a moment!

The conscience of heaven and earth, although Brother Huan is rude, although he doesn't like vulgar development—

But he really had no injustice to Sister Song, who could not judge her age. He also kept a respectful attitude to get along with her.

Where is the hell with this?

Pursuing Sister Song?

Tang Huan looked in the mirror, but she was not qualified.

Who is Sister Song? A person is a phoenix! Those who pursue her are either the boss of a listed group with a market value of tens of billions, or the legendary prince and second-generation official. What does Tang Huan use to compete with others?

Damn Song Mu, he just didn't open any pot and took it. He deliberately threw dirty water on himself. Even Sister Song's grandfather questioned himself...

Wait, I won’t beat you into a pig’s head next time I meet you. My brother Huan will take your surname!

"This is absolutely nothing." Tang Huan shook his head firmly. "Please rest assured, Chief, I have self-knowledge and will not do things that I overestimate myself."

Yang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, still carefully looking at Tang Huan's facial expression.

Be cautious, even a little nervous and confused.

It can be seen that he is very serious and honest.

This person does not have any special thoughts about his granddaughter.

Yang Jun did not feel relieved.

From the perspective of the old man, he hopes that his granddaughter will find a home soon. His style is not as domineering as the Song family. Everything is based on political interests. As long as they like each other, age is not a problem. Identity is not a problem.

What's more, Tang Huan may not be worthy of his granddaughter in the name of Crazy Dragon.

He smiled a little dryly, and Yang Jun chuckled: "You don't have to be nervous. That guy Song Mu likes to talk nonsense."

Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the old man had no intention of pursuing it. He smiled and said, "That's good. Sister Song and I have always been friends with gentlemen."

He emphasized again. Try to make the old man feel completely at ease with him.

He was tired of his life back then, but he knew very well that even if he retired, his influence and power in the military was extremely terrifying. It was easy to target his school leader in the entertainment industry.

As long as he says something, he may be in trouble and it is difficult to get rid of it.

He is not afraid of trouble. But who will take the initiative to cause trouble?

Tang Huan respects the elder in front of him and does not want any misunderstandings between the two sides.

"Xiao Tang. I have heard of your deeds countless times. The decision was also made by the senior management." Yang Jun said with regret. "For this, many leaders feel ashamed of you, the ace team. I also hope you can understand that everything we all do is for this country and for the people under the country."

Tang Huan nodded, no debate.

Several years have passed. Tang Huan has long faded that heart. It is no longer so important to be right or wrong. Now he just wants to live every day well and not waste his youth.

This is the greatest reward to your comrades.

"Then." Yang Jun paused for a moment and said slowly. "If I invite you to join the team in the name of the military headquarters, what do you think?"

After pausing, Yang Jun did not wait for Tang Huan to speak, and then said, "You can choose any position. The military rank is the colonel. You know, with your current age, the colonel is the limit. But as long as you have enough qualifications, you will definitely be a general and the soul of the army."

After listening to Yang Jun’s narration, Tang Huan shook his head and said, “I have no intention of this. I just want to live the life of an ordinary person.”

"How can an extraordinary person live the life of an ordinary person?" Yang Jun asked back. "Did you really live the life of an ordinary person in the past few months you have been to Baicheng?"

"Occursing local forces and making connections with all parties. Even--" Yang Jun said squinted. "He acted as a hero in a kidnapping incident that shocked the whole country."

"Xiao Tang. Even if the gold is covered with dust, it will definitely shine. You are not ordinary, but you can't be ordinary." Yang Jun sighed softly. "Go back to the team. The army needs you, and your old leader also needs you."

Lao Zhuang is considered an old subordinate of Yang Jun. He is also one of his most proud disciples. He is proud of Lao Zhuang for being able to train such excellent soldiers. But now he has lost such excellent soldiers. He is in the same mood as Lao Zhuang and Zhuang.

"Sorry." Tang Huan shook his head and pursed his lips. "I disappoint you. I don't want to go back to the past. For me, it was all painful memories."

Yang Jun nodded slightly, without forcing, but said slowly: "Don't worry. Time can solve all the difficult problems. When you figure it out and want to come back, we will open the door to you at any time."

The same words as Lao Zhuang also show the importance of Tang Huan.

But for Tang Huan, he never wanted to return to the team again in his life. Even if it was a gathering, counting, and resting, it was a ruthless bayonet for Tang Huan.

He was pricking his heart all the time, causing him to feel extremely painful, as if he was suffocating.

China's border—

When Tang Huan, who had passed through the smoke of war, carried the last two scarred comrades on the land of China, he was extremely heavy and extremely angry.

He was betrayed.

Their entire team was abandoned by the state.

Without support and no intelligence, this team of less than fifty people crossed mountains and ridges and was hunted by mercenaries around the world.

They fired all the last bullet and drained the last trace of blood.

Traveling through at least ten countries, thousands of mercenaries died in their hands. For a month, they struggled between life and death every day. Several comrades were even deafed by the high frequency of bullet shells.

Every time I travel through a country, my comrades are left forever.

Finally, when Tang Huan, as the captain, arrived in the Chinese territory with two dying teammates, he shouted in a hoarse voice: Gather!

The two teammates who couldn't even stand up tightened their bodies and moved closer.

"Report the number!" Tang Huan's eyes were red, his face was covered in dust, and his body was covered in scars.

“One, two—”

"Fang Kai!" Tang Huan shouted loudly!

"arrive!"

The comrades used all their strength to shout out from their throats.

"Cheng Feng!" Tang Huan shouted again.

"arrive!"

Next, no one responded to any names that Tang Huan shouted.

“We’re back home.”

Tang Huan squatted in front of two dying comrades, lit two cigarettes, and put them into his mouth.

But those two comrades had no strength to smoke a cigarette.

They just leaned stiffly against the slope, holding cigarettes in their mouths, and their eyes were open, with unwillingness on their faces, and their eyes were filled with blood. They were like that forever frozen.

"After a moment..."

Tang Huan choked and his voice was extremely desperate.

He stretched out his hand and closed his comrades' eyes that he refused to close.

"Go home..."
Chapter completed!