The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

He picked up the breakfast Ye Jian1 had brought up and placed it on the coffee table. Under her slightly focused stare, he relaxedly said: “The time for early morning news is over, let’s take a look at the 9 o’clock news. Didn’t I say our mission this time was a decapitation strike? Let’s see if you can figure anything out from the international news.”

A serious look could be seen from Ye Jian’s face, “Xia Jinyuan2, this is the second time you have brought up your mission, at the same time, you haven’t forgotten the ten commandments of secrecy, why just why are you bringing this up again and again?”

“You can first take a look; now, then, this is the channel.”

He needed to let her understand this mission step by step. First, let her watch. The things that enter her eyes are much more realistic than things heard from the mouth of others. He wanted her to see more, then analyze it based on what he had said, and then start asking the right questions that would be beneficial to her analysis.

Watching the news, based on her intelligence, it’s quite possible that she’ll be able to piece together information about their mission, what it was related to, and the reason behind this action.

While in school, Ye Jian and the others did not have the opportunity to watch television. In ’97, the First Provincial High had yet to come up with the idea of having a television in each classroom. The only television was placed in the great hall, and no one would dare to risk death by slipping inside to watch it.

With a heavy weight on her heart, Ye Jian sat on the sofa and watched as he turned on the television and used the remote to switch to the International News Channel, “I don’t know if it’ll be there, take a look, I’m going to give Hou Zi a call.”

“Okay.” Ye Jian nodded her head and started watching the international news with her full attention. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Xia Jinyuan picked up his phone and went into the washroom to make a phone call.

Hou Zi was still on the 23rd floor. After returning from his swim, he was only wearing a black tight swim trunk. The 37-year-old man kept his body in shape; it was easy to perceive how much he had usually paid attention to working out from those tight abs.

After picking up his phone, “Hello,” and his expression gradually turned serious, “So that’s what you meant by cooperating in this territory. That can be done; the clothes will be delivered to you in half an hour. I’ll bring you to choose the goods.”

Hou Zi’s treatment of Xia Jinyuan was an extension of his love for his sister. Besides, that man was also someone that was worthy of his help. Like today, Xia Jinyuan had asked him to bring along firearms to help him out, Hou Zi had immediately agreed without even flinching.

With such a crisp reply, Xia Jinyuan couldn’t help but to raise his brows; he smirked: “I killed someone abroad and escaped back. Brother Zi, the trouble I’m in isn’t something just huge.”

“What should I be afraid of, what’s your true identity? Even if you killed someone, it’s not like it’s because of something personal. That’s enough, stop trying to scare me. Besides your sister, no one else can scare my guts.” Hou Zi laughed, his pretty red phoenix eyes hid a sunken murderous glare, he laughed: “Thanks.”

What was he thanking him for? He had two reasons.

One reason was because he had remembered him, Hou Zi, at such a time. Even if someone like Xia Jinyuan went overseas to kill people, he had done it for their country. After killing someone and finding him all the way in Yunnan province, he must lend him this aid, helping Xia Jinyuan is equal to helping their country.

The second reason was, he had provided an extremely good opportunity for him, Hou Zi, a chance to start cleaning his records, to completely erase everything in his past.

Xia Yiwei thought of getting married to some b*llshit designer, heh, when did he ever agree to that?

What’s so impressive about having studied abroad?

He, Hou Zi, had never studied much, but he still managed to make a prosperous name for himself just the same, and similarly, he will take Xia Yiwei’s hand in marriage!

“The goods are stored in a place far away, but you definitely wouldn’t regret going with me.” Hou Zi wasn’t even afraid of letting Xia Jinyuan know the location where he had stored the goods, what can he do about it even if he knew? It’s not like he had used those goods to terrorize the peace of Yunnan Province.

It’s his personal hobby, and he only liked collecting them.