Super Special Forces King

Chapter 742

742、

"Give us all the weapons? What do you use?" Sharapova asked.

"I?"

Zhang Feng scratched his head, chuckled twice, reached his back and pulled out the two MP5 submachine guns.

Sharapova's eyelids twitched twice. She thought that Zhang Feng had given her weapons to herself and Dai'er, and she was still moved.

I never thought that Zhang Feng had left the big guys to himself!

A thought came out of her heart, the man in front of her was a bitch!

"Puff." Seeing Sharapova's bulging look, Delil changed her cold expression and laughed.

Zhang Feng was also attracted by her smile, and had to admit that she really had an amazing feeling when she laughed.

In her smile, there were three quarters of the innocence of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and three quarters of the aristocratic arrogance in her bones, and the remaining quarter was the cold and coquettish taste of her appearance.

She was amazed in her heart, this is still an immature little girl, when this delicate flower is completely opened, she still doesn't know how many good boys will be harmed.

"Tsk tsk, confession culprit." With two secret mutters in his heart, Zhang Feng stood up and reinserted his weapon back into his waist, saying: "It's not too early, you two rest early."

Sharapova and Dai'er both returned to the bedroom. Zhang Feng lay on the sofa in his clothes, with his hands under his head, but he didn't mean to sleep with his eyes closed.

He still has too many things to think about, especially when he returns to China this time, his future is uncertain. It can be described by these four words!

The unknown did not come from the country. He brought back to the country the secrets of the Super Soldiers and future weapons of the US Area 51, and even put a nail in the core of the opponent.

There is also Sharapova and Dale. Through the former, the immediate benefit is 100 million U.S. dollars. This money is a drop in the country from the perspective of the country. What is more precious is the number of places in the 20 Ares Halberd training camps. .

But this is still not the most critical!

What is the most important thing? It's a relationship!

China's five thousand years of life is the golden mean, it is warm as water. The least harmful thing in the world is water, but water is still the destructive power!

Slow is dripping through stones, and it is as fast as rainstorms and floods, which can destroy anything blocking!

And the Huaxia people like water are best at building relationships and handling complex relationships!

With the help of Sharapova's incident, it is possible to build a relationship with the Halberd of Victory. As long as the relationship is established and maintained, that is what Huaxia people are best at.

So the benefits that can be obtained are definitely not the point in front of them!

The same is true for Dai Er, who can establish a relationship with the British royal family and will surely benefit a lot in the future.

Therefore, when I return to China this time, I will never embarrass myself at all, and I will try my best to satisfy my own requirements.

Then why say that the future is uncertain?

The first is its own problems.

Genetic modification has brought many benefits to Zhang Feng, soaring power, speed improvement, and keen hearing!

It can be said unceremoniously that Zhang Feng didn't know how many times he would face the danger of death if his strength soared.

But genetic modification also brings load, that is, potential danger!

These dangers tortured Zhang Feng all the time.

The other is the nerve control chip implanted in the back of the brain.

Although he did not succeed in being controlled by his mind, he became a fighter that only knew that he was loyal to his master. But the sudden and uncontrollable headache has also become a stubborn illness, which cannot be eradicated. It can only be used in the onset and suppressed with drugs.

Moreover, with the use of the power brought about by genetic modification, headaches have become more frequent, and headaches have become more intense, and even the excitement brought by drugs is vaguely uncontrollable.

Therefore, when returning to China this time, one of the most important things is to deal with these hidden dangers.

Long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. Although there are risks, it is worth the risk!

Also, the matter of Area 51 in the United States has just begun, and now only the nail of waltz is buried, I don't know if he can play a role.

It is even unknown whether Waltz has regained the trust of the organization.

Zhang Feng did not take the risk of using the contact information agreed upon with Waltz, because once the Waltz was exposed, the preparations were wasted, and the gains outweighed the losses!

All these things are extremely risky, so Zhang Feng is already mentally prepared for death.

Even before leaving Rwanda, the Tang Club and Rwanda business were handed over to Zhai Qiang, the Huangquan mercenary group was handed over to the dancers, and the underground world of Rwanda was handed over to the second strong son. It can be said that everything has been entrusted.

Although he had made such preparations in his heart, Zhang Feng still couldn't face death calmly.

The word death is too heavy to say.

Some people might think that Zhang Feng has killed too many people and has seen more deaths. He should have become accustomed to life and death.

But he saw the more deaths, the more cherished his life.

In addition, Yun Qian already had a child in her belly, and she was six months old now!

That is his blood, the continuation of life!

Zhang Feng has never seen his father since he was a child. He lacked paternal love in his childhood and he understood what it was like.

So he doesn't want his children to follow his own old ways, and he doesn't have a father to love him.

Thinking like this, Zhang Feng slowly closed his eyes..................

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhang Feng woke up on time according to his biological clock.

Rubbing his cheeks with his hands, he woke up, got up, picked up the phone, and dialed the number at the front desk.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Send three breakfasts to my room." Zhang Feng said.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. Any other needs?"

"No more."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng walked into the bathroom. After washing, he sat on the sofa in the living room again, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, and slowly smoked it.

After smoking, he went to the door of the bedroom, knocked on the door twice, and said to the inside: "Sharapova, wake up Dai Er and come out for breakfast."

He was sure that Sharapova must be awakened by himself. As a professionally trained, if Sharapova did not have this alertness, then her father would really train her for nothing.

After a few minutes, Sharapova and Dale both stared at their messy hair and walked out of the room.

Both of them looked confused, obviously not sleeping enough.

When the two people walked out after washing, Zhang Feng's eyelids jumped. The changes before and after washing were really not small.

"Dangdang." There was a knock at the door, "Sir, the breakfast you ordered is ready."