Rebirth of the Huhuapi Shao

Zang Qiaolian recalled the previous scene, still feeling frightened, and said with fear: "Shortly after your father disappeared, a group of people suddenly came in and killed all the scientific researchers in the institute with guns. The bangs were deafening.

With the sound of gunshots, everyone fell down one by one, blood splattered everywhere, and I could only cover my ears and scream desperately."

"So, they must have some secrets, and they are afraid that my father will reveal them. The obvious reason for killing people and silencing them is because they are afraid of being exposed, so they are ready to abandon this research institute, but why didn't they kill you?" Hang Tian had an idea in his mind when he heard this.

He made a guess, but did not kill Zang Qiaolian, which made Hang Tian very confused.

"I was so scared at the time that I didn't dare to think about anything. I was just glad that I was still alive. But after so many years, I guess they didn't kill me because they wanted to find your father through me." Zang Qiaolian said with a depressed expression.

Hang Tian thought for a moment, but still said with a puzzled look: "If this is true, they should have been monitoring you, but after so many years, they should have given up on my father, but you are still alive."

Zang Qiaolian also frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "I don't know about this. Maybe it's because I haven't mentioned it to anyone."[

"Then wouldn't it be dangerous for you to mention it to me now?" Hang Tian said anxiously, with a worried tone.

"Originally, I no longer think about the past, but since I saw you, I always thought of Brother Rong. I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would be in danger if you knew about it, but now you already know, and I

I also want to know what happened back then." Zang Qiaolian leaned back and said with a strong look.

"It seems that you are tired, but I have one last question, how can we find these mysterious people?" Hang Tian saw Zang Qiaolian's look, which suddenly reminded her of so many bad memories. She must be feeling very sad at this time.

Uncomfortable.

Zang Qiaolian closed her eyes and could see a tear falling from the corner of her eye, and said softly: "I don't know who they are, and I can't find them."

Hang Tian didn't say anything more, got up and walked out of Zang Qiaolian's office.

As Hang Tian walked, he thought, 'If they spared Zang Qiaolian's life and lured Hang Shirong out in order to kill people and silence them, then after so many years, Zang Qiaolian should have lost her value. But she is still alive. There is only one way to say that.

The explanation is reasonable, that is, there is something they are determined to get, which is in the hands of Hang Shirong, so they keep Zang Qiaolian alive. Because for them, Zang Qiaolian is the only clue.'

'Boss, there's a call. Boss, please answer the phone right now.'

Hang Tian's mind was full of chaotic thoughts, and suddenly the ringing of the phone woke him up.

Hang Tian picked it up and saw that it was a strange number.

"Hey! If you are a beautiful woman and want to treat me to dinner, forget it. I'm not in the mood right now." Hang Tian answered the phone and said in a bad tone.

"Is it Hang Tian?" An old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hang Tian was stunned. He heard that the voice was quite old. He didn't know anyone of such an age, and the other party obviously didn't call the wrong number because he could tell his name directly.

Hang Tian's eyes suddenly widened and he immediately understood who it was. He immediately changed his tone and said with a smile, "It must be Grandpa Wang. I'm really sorry. I didn't know it was you."

Hang Tian laughed along with him, but Old Wangtou still didn't buy it, and said in a fluctuating voice: "I'll come in the afternoon. The address is Building 86, Lingbaoxiu District."

After Lao Wangtou finished speaking, he hung up the phone. His tone was even more like an order, not to mention majestic and domineering. In short, it gave people a feeling that they could not refuse.

Hang Tian looked at the phone, shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying to himself: "What is this? This old man is more domineering than me. He hung up the phone without any explanation."

Lingbaoxiu District, a villa area in Bingcheng City, where dignitaries live. At this time, in the 86th building, two men, an old man and a young man, were sitting face to face without saying a word.

Lao Wangtou was playing with a set of wooden tea sets on the coffee table, making tea slowly and gently. Hang Tian was sitting on a wooden chair, watching Lao Wangtou make tea, and neither of them spoke.

Finally, Lao Wangtou finished brewing the tea very patiently, handed a cup to Hang Tian, ​​and said: "Making tea is like life, from choosing tea to brewing and filtering, and then dividing cups, it requires patience.

and perseverance.”[

Hang Tian took a sip of tea carefully, and then said: "Old man, drinking tea is just like life. If you don't like it and don't know how to drink it, you will think it is bitter. But if you like it and know how to drink it, you can taste the bitter aroma.

"

Lao Wangtou suddenly raised his head, looked at Hang Tian carefully, and said in a less stiff tone: "It's good to have such understanding at such a young age."

Hang Tian put down the tea cup, smiled faintly, and said, "Are you testing me, sir? In fact, as long as you can see clearly, everything can be compared to life. For example, eating is like life. If you eat in a hurry, your stomach will not be able to bear it, but

Sometimes, if you eat slowly, others will eat it all, and you will be left hungry. Life is a contradiction, everything has two sides, and it cannot be perfect."

After hearing this, Lao Wangtou actually showed a smile and said: "What do you think of the military?"

Hang Tian didn't understand why Lao Wangtou asked him about military affairs, but he still said firmly: "Use violence to fight violence, use force to maintain peace."

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "Do you know anything about guns?"

What did Hang Tian do in his previous life? He was a special forces soldier. What kind of guns did he not know? But he still said modestly: "I know a little bit."

Lao Wang nodded, then stood up, walked to the cabinet behind him, opened the cabinet door, took out a sniper rifle, threw it to Hang Tian, ​​and asked, "Do you know him?"

When Lao Wangtou took it out, Hang Tian recognized what kind of gun it was at a glance. After taking it, Hang Tian didn't answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the gun, took a look at the scope, and touched the barrel.

I used to be with guns every day, but now I haven't seen a gun for a long time.

Hang Tian couldn't help but said with emotion: "Type 85, caliber 762 mm, muzzle velocity 830 meters, gun weight 38 kg, total length 1220 mm, aiming baseline length 585 mm, effective range 800 meters, maximum range 1200 meters, supply 10 rounds

, lifespan 6,000 rounds, magnification 4 times.”

After Hang Tian finished speaking, he tilted the gun up and down, and then continued: "But yours has been modified. The weight has been reduced to 33 kilograms, and the length has been reduced to 1100 mm. Although it is easy to carry, the power and range will be reduced. It will not hit people.

It’s suitable, but hunting is fine.”

After Hang Tian finished speaking, he couldn't help but gently caress the gun god with his right hand.

Lao Wangtou narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone turned cold again and said: "Who are you?"

A note to readers:

Lao Wangtou tests his grandson-in-law, Hang Tianqiu collects it, and uses his strength to deal with Lao Wangtou.