Evil Hero

Just a few days after the Double Ninth Festival, the temperature in the capital was a bit low, but not enough for people to wear heavy cotton-padded clothes. Outside the gate of a villa complex in the northern mountainous area, the soldiers on duty had already changed into winter clothes in accordance with the order.

The black Audi car honked its horn at the door. The guard glanced at the sign in front of the vehicle and raised his hand in a salute. The red and yellow road poles slowly rose and the car slowly drove into the gate, along the green road. The tree-lined road between pines and cypresses leads to the villas.

Sun Siyuan's home is in Building 13. This is a building from the 1970s. The washed stone outside the wall is covered with dark blue moss, which blends in more tacitly with the entire villa complex and the green hills and trees.

Accompanied by two young people, Sun Siyuan stood in front of the villa to welcome Zhang Yang's arrival. There was always a trace of gratitude in Sun Siyuan's heart for Zhang Yang. He did not expect that this young man would come to protect him this time. Sun's heart was filled with joy and uneasiness, so he ignored the dissuasion of the guards and stood in front of the door in person. Wait quietly.

The two plainclothes men next to him were both soldiers from the special service team. I originally thought that Mr. Sun would be greeted by either the old man or a few senior leaders at the door. Who knew that the car actually got out after the car stopped in front of him? It was a young man who was younger than himself.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand when he saw Mr. Sun greeting him personally at the door. "Old man Sun, you look good. Are you happy during this time? I also congratulate you for doing another great thing for China."

"Haha, your contribution is also part of this. Without you, I, the old man, would have turned into withered bones, and nothing would have been accomplished. Come on, I asked my wife to prepare her best cold dish, let's have a good drink One cup.”

Seeing the old man and the young man talking and laughing intimately as they walked home, the two guards glanced at each other, not knowing where this young man came from.

This was Zhang Yang's request. He didn't want too many people to know his true purpose of coming to Mr. Sun. He just asked Standing Committee Member Li to inform the people below that he was a relative of Mr. Sun.

If too many people know his true identity, then everyone will look at him differently, and it is very likely that someone with an intention will see it. In that case, there will be no way to achieve the unexpected effect, which will be detrimental to the secret protection of Mr. Sun.

"Haha... Minhua, look who's here?" Following Sun Siyuan's laughter, an old lady with silver hair and a slightly fat figure walked out of the kitchen. "This is the Zhang Yang I mentioned to you, my savior."

The old lady's name is Yue Minhua, and she is the wife of Mr. Sun. She is two years older than Mr. Sun, but her face is rosy and her expression is kind. There is no wrinkle on her fair and rosy face.

"Oh, this is Zhang Yang. I often hear Lao Sun talking about you. Come on, sit down quickly. Look how handsome this young man is. I haven't thanked you for Lao Sun yet. I'm cooking today. It’ll be ready soon, you guys have some tea and chat first, I’ll be back in a minute.”

Yue Minhua was very talkative, and the smile on her face made Zhang Yang feel very friendly. Zhang Yang hurriedly greeted her: "Grandma is so irritating. You are busy with your work. I will stay at home for a few days. Please don't be polite to me."

"Haha, that's good, that's good. You can treat this place as your own home. You chat with Lao Sun first while I cook." After saying that, Yue Minhua smiled at Zhang Yang, turned around and returned to the kitchen.

Sun Siyuan was also busy giving up his seat. As soon as Zhang Yang and Sun Siyuan sat down on the sofa, they heard a violent braking sound in the yard, and through the window they could see a red cloud floating over from outside. The car was a red Ferrari sports car, and the driver was a beautiful young woman wearing a red windbreaker.

The girl jumped out of the car, brushed her long hair that was a little messy in the wind with her hands, and walked past the window. After a while, the door facing the two people was pushed open, and a long-tubed high-waisted purple-red The leather boots came in first.

"Grandpa, it's so boring here. I'll go back to Canada tomorrow." Following the words, a tall girl, about 1.78 meters tall, walked in. She wore a white thin sweater with a tight waist, tight black pants, and a long red windbreaker. Her black hair was flowing behind her head. A long oval face, a small and moderate nose, slightly opened cherry lips painted like vermilion, a pair of big eyes looking at Zhang Yang, long eyelashes blinking, as her leather boots moved, her eyes hidden by the windbreaker With her slender waist twisting and turning, she is really indescribably handsome.

"Another one is here? Grandpa, what happened at home? Why does my father have to let me go back to China? Why do I have to be followed when I go out? It's really boring." The girl is not old, and she looks about ten years old. She was eight or nine years old, and her tall figure stood in front of Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, had to look up to see her eyes.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Are you watching me dig out your eyes?" The girl couldn't help but blush slightly when she saw Zhang Yang staring at him, but she still glared at Zhang Yang and threatened.

"Haha, how do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me? Little girl, you have to be polite when talking to adults, you know?" Zhang Yang stood up with a smile, "Well, he's not short, he's almost catching up with me."

The girl glared at Zhang Yang, wrinkled her little nose and shouted angrily: "You are not timid, your companions are much more polite than you."

"Haha, that's because I'm not their companion at all. I'm just a guest in your house, not the same as them." Before the laughter stopped, Zhang Yang suddenly reached out and took the girl's hand, pulling her thin body Into his arms. He shouted in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you guys to come here very quickly. Don't you feel ashamed of being so sneaky? You'd better show up and have a chat."

The girl reached out and slapped Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang didn't care about the girl's slap on the shoulder, but just stared at the girl's back.

After the girl finished beating Zhang Yang, she was startled again by what Zhang Yang said. Who is there behind her? Isn't this person crazy?

When Sun Lao heard Zhang Yang's words, his expression became very solemn, and he shouted to his granddaughter in a low voice: "Zixin, listen to Mr. Zhang, don't mess around."

"I..." Sun Zixin thought to herself, what kind of grandfather do I have? My granddaughter is already being held by others, and why are you asking me to listen to them? Just when she hesitated, Zhang Yang let go of her and shot out like lightning.

The grandfather and grandson stared wide-eyed when they saw Zhang Yang reaching out to grab, but suddenly he grabbed a man dressed in black and covered with a black scarf out of thin air. This man had no power to struggle in Zhang Yang's hands. His whole body was limp and limp in Zhang Yang's hands, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

What kind of ghostly secrets dare to wander in front of my eyes? In fact, Zhang Yang noticed him as soon as he followed Sun Zixin into the door. At that time, Zhang Yang had never seen a ninja before, so he had been secretly observing the ninja's movements by looking at Sun Zixin. Zhang Yang also wondered, how could this kid become invisible? But after watching it for a long time, I still didn't see what was going on.

Just when Zhang Yang had lost his patience, the man smiled at Zhang Yang and reached out to grab Sun Zixin who was standing in front of him. Zhang Yang then took Sun Zixin into his arms and asked the ninja to show up and speak.

The ninja stood quietly in front of Zhang Yang, a little confused. He really couldn't believe that Zhang Yang could really see him. He thought that Zhang Yang was deliberately deceiving him? Little did he know that Zhang Yang waited for less than ten seconds after he finished speaking. Seeing that the ninja didn't respond, he pushed Sun Zixin away and grabbed her head.

The ninja saw Zhang Yang's arm falling above his head, and was shocked and changed his position more than ten times in a row, but how could Zhang Yang let him escape? The shape of his hand kept changing, always firmly controlling the sliding range of his steps. To prevent him from hurting Sun Siyuan and Sun Zixin's grandparents.

After watching his body shape change several times, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile and thought to himself, it turns out this is Ninjutsu. Isn't it the Chinese Taoist turtle breath method for health? Seeing this, Zhang Yang lost interest, reached out and grabbed the ninja's neck, tapped his chest twice, and then threw him at Sun Zixin's feet.

"This man followed you in. Now you know why he didn't let you out, right?" Zhang Yang said with a smile before he returned to the sofa and sat down. He picked up the tea that Sun Siyuan had just tasted on his island. Take a sip: "Good tea. This is the best Dahongpao. You can't buy it on the market. Give me two kilograms of your tea when you leave."

"Two kilograms?" Sun Siyuan curled his lips: "Don't say two kilograms, I don't have two liang. I brought a little bit from the general secretary's place in a paper bag last time, and now it's all soaked in two of our cups. "

"Haha, I don't believe it, you must still have it." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Sun Zixin angrily kicked the man lying on the ground with her pointed leather boots, and hummed softly: "Why are you following me? Tell me quickly."

Zhang Yang smiled and said to Sun Siyuan: "Is this your granddaughter? She looks good, but she has a bad temper."

Sun Siyuan smiled bitterly and nodded: "Keep your voice down, it will be great if he hears it." Sun Siyuan's son is a diplomat and has been serving in several countries in the West. His precious granddaughter has been following him since he was a child. By her father's side, she grew up abroad until she was seven or eight years old before returning to Sun Lao. When she grew up, she was admitted to study in Canada. Just after graduating this year, her father drove her back to her grandparents, not allowing her to stay with her grandparents. Employment abroad.

This is a girl who is like a little pepper, beautiful, youthful, cheerful and unrestrained. She just doesn't have a good temper. If you don't follow her wishes, she will poke a big hole in you. Since returning to China, he has been driving around in the sports car that Mr. Sun bought for him every day. Mr. Sun has been frightened a lot, but in order to keep her by his side, he dare not disobey her.

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