Driver of The Beautiful CEO

Ouyang Yaoqin said facts, Liu Yanbo did not refute, and he could not find a reason for refuting.

From the day of marrying Yin Hanruo, Liu Yanbo has been able to predict that his future life is destined to start to deviate from the track he expected when he first came to the sea market. Out of control trend.

Everything in the world really changes rapidly!

You can choose your own path, but you should go on by yourself?

Want to continue to be unknown?

Actually, there is no way out, but Liu Yanbo is more reluctant to cut off the existing obstacles than the subsequent troubles and the possibility of exposing the past crises——

He has never been an honest person, most of the time he is doing things that are not right.

Liu Yanbo had nothing to say, and Ouyang Yaoqin was too lazy to talk about it again, picked up his coat on the sofa, and was about to leave.

She came here for two purposes, and it is indeed a mixed public and private--

First, it is for private;

As one of Li Feiyu's few close friends, she needs to come and try Liu Yanbo in person to see if he has the strength to be a bodyguard for this week.

Second, it is for the public;

Liu Yanbo killed the nightwalker who ranked 17th in the world killer rankings. Apart from Li Feiyu's personal safety, this is also a good thing for the country and the people;

Contrary, the same is considered from the perspective of the country and the people. Liu Yanbo, a person known to the outside world, has too long a blank period and too many uncertainties. It is difficult to distinguish between good and bad—

The only certainty is that if he appears in the sea because he is planning something that is not conducive to society, then the harm he can bring is definitely more serious than the harm caused by the nightwalker.

Therefore, it is one of the tasks assigned to Ouyang Yaoqin by the superior to investigate what kind of person Liu Yanbo was in the past.

Fortunately, this task is not so urgent, at least there is no unscrupulous request like the previous task, otherwise she will not choose this place as the first meeting.

Now, her first goal here is clearly achieved. Liu Yanbo's strength is completely beyond imagination, and it is more than enough to be Li Feiyu's personal bodyguard.

As for the second one?

Did not ask the rush to rush at this time. Besides, if Li Feiyu was present, it was not good to use any special measures. Tonight's inquiry was only to give a preventive shot first.

"Mr. Liu, we will meet again." Ouyang Yaoqin said lightly.

At this time, Liu Yanbo was no longer silent. He nodded, and his tone became even more sincere: "I will look forward to it."

Once said this sentence, it seemed to be back in a trance.

He remembers that many years ago, he and her sister said the same thing ...

Nine years ago, somewhere in the Middle East.

Evening glow burned the whole sky, the blood on the ground had not yet fully penetrated into the sand, the air was full of rich **** smell, a few vultures hovered in the air, and from time to time made a few disgusting eagles.

There are many, many people around, but only three are still alive, an old man, a dying woman, and a black robe who can't see his face.

"Can I see your face?" The woman leaned in the arms of the black robe and raised her trembling right hand with blood trembling.

Her physical condition is very bad now, there are a lot of bullet holes and knife wounds on her body, and the blood is almost drained. After raising her hand, even the black hat veil worn on the head of the black robe is unable to touch.

The black robe took the woman's raised hand and gently put it back on her, then removed the hat from his head, revealing an unsightly face, and the black birthmark was almost covered He has a half face.

This is what he looks like?

The woman has not been scared. For a person who is dying, there is probably nothing in this world worth fearing. She just feels a little regret and little disappointment.

The black robe put the hats aside, but did not stop there, groping under the right earlobe, slowly tearing off a human skin mask——

This is a teenager who looks only 16 or 7 years old. He looks pretty, but it is not handsome. The only thing that makes people feel special is those eyes.

They are gray, just like death, without a little life;

But they are clear and bright, like the light of Haoyue stars without any flaws;

These eyes are like the combination of the devil and the angel. It seems that there is no hope, but it seems to be full of hope.

The woman looked at the teenager, looked at his face, and suddenly smiled shallowly, smiling very hard, but it was really beautiful, the blood on that face was like a blooming flower, and there was so much in the voice of Yousi A little playful tenderness: "Little brother, what is your name? How old are you this year?"

The teenager looked at the woman who "looked for people", and after a while, he slowly spoke. The voice was no longer hoarse and low when they first met, but still very indifferent: "My name is Liu Yanbo, seventeen this year. year old."

"Seventeen ... My sister is as old as you." The woman whispered: "I wish I could see her again."

Her voice was very light, but others could still hear it clearly. The sadness on the face of the old man who had never spoken had become more intense, just as sad and trembling as the old father who sent the white hair to the black hair. 'S voice seems to be stalled at any time because of excessive grief: "Child, I'm sorry you ..."

"Wen Lao ..." The woman called softly, the smile on her face was so gentle without regret. "You still call me" Suzaku "so that I can die more proudly."

Suzaku, bears the "name" of the country. (The name here does not refer to the name of the country.)

This is her responsibility and mission, and the greatest honor in her life——

Die for the country and the people, get what it takes!

"I know, I know ..." Wen Lao Qing murmured the tears that wiped the corners of his eyes, and slowly stood up.

He was condescending, despite the yellow sand sticking to his face, and there were several crumpled damages on his clothes, but this slightly embarrassed appearance could not cover up the majesty that had been restored in the blink of an eye.

"Suzaku, thank you." Wen Lao bowed deeply.

This thank you not only represents his personal gratitude to her, but also the affirmation that the country should give her.

The Suzaku of the country has no strength to raise her hand to salute another military salute, but the smile without regret on her face, and the reverence in her eyes, have clearly expressed the emotion that cannot be described by words and words The most incisive: "Old Wen, you take care."

After finishing her speech, she lifted her eyes and looked at Liu Yanbo again. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she said intermittently: "Liu Yanbo, do n’t forget what you promised me ..."

"You have to believe that one day, you will live as proud as me ..."

No one speaks again, no one bleeds again, everything seems to have fallen into silence.

She closed her eyes and smiled on her face, like the everlasting Fanghua, imprinted in their hearts ...

I don't know how long after that, Liu Yanbo's indifferent face like a glacier rock suddenly burst into a pure warm smile like a child, gently said: "I will look forward to it."

There was a night breeze blowing, the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and I could not see anything. It was just that in the wind like the tsunami in the mountain, there seemed to be a series of crisp and pleasant wind bells, just like the thoughts, continuous and guiding Return home ...