Spy War: I am the Living King of Hell

Chapter 2 Future Planning
  The next morning, shortly after Yang Xuewu woke up, Dr. Qian, the attending doctor who treated him, walked into the ward.

"Doctor Qian, can I be discharged from the hospital today?" Yang Xuewu asked anxiously. Only those who have been in the hospital personally know how difficult it is to lie in a hospital bed all day long. He doesn't want to stay in the hospital for a moment anyway. .

Doctor Qian said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, your injury is almost healed. What you need now is rest and recovery. You can rest in the hospital or at home."

"Okay, then I'll go home and rest."

"Okay, then you pack your things. I'll ask someone to get you some medicine. Remember to take it on time when you get home."

"Okay, thank you, Doctor Qian."

After Dr. Qian left, Yang Xuewu changed out of his hospital gown, put on his own clothes, packed his things for the days he had been hospitalized, took the medicines sent by the nurse, and walked out of the hospital happily.

After walking out of the hospital door, Yang Xuewu felt that the air was much fresher.

Seeing Yang Xuewu, a rickshaw driver at the door immediately pulled a rickshaw towards him.

"Sir, do you want a car?"

"want."

After getting on the rickshaw and telling the driver the address, Yang Xuewu lay comfortably on the rickshaw and looked at the lively streets.

Just thinking that Jinling would be captured by Xiaori a year later, and that a world-famous massacre would take place here, made Yang Xuewu feel a little panicked.

This also made him swear in his heart that if he encounters little devils in the future, he will definitely torture them, beat them up, and kill them all.

More than an hour later, Yang Xuewu returned to the alley where he lived. After paying, Yang Xuewu took his things and walked to his house.

His house was rented at two yuan a month in French currency. The legal currency at this time was still very strong. Ten yuan in legal currency on the market could be worth six oceans. Unlike in the past few years, the legal currency has depreciated significantly.

"Xuewu, are you back? Where have you been these days? I'm so worried about my sister."

As soon as Yang Xuewu arrived at the door, a plump-looking woman wearing a cheongsam came up to him with a smile and an ambiguous tone.

She is Yang Xuewu's landlord. Her husband died and now runs a tailor shop. She is usually very "enthusiastic" towards Yang Xuewu.

"Sister Pei, I was hit by a car and stayed in the hospital for a few days. Please don't worry." Yang Xuewu replied.

"Ouch, where did it hit? Let me see?" Sister Pei said worriedly.

"Sister Pei, everything is fine. You get busy first. I'll go home first." Yang Xuewu quickly ended the topic. This woman was so familiar that he couldn't bear it.

In fact, Yang Xuewu used to be a little disgusted with Sister Pei. He was about 1.8 meters tall. Although he was not very handsome, he was full of tough guy temperament. This temperament was very attractive to widows like Sister Pei.

The original owner felt that it was unseemly for Sister Pei to covet his body as a widow, so he was very cold to Sister Pei. If the rent of the house that Sister Pei rented to him was not cheap and it was close to the Military Intelligence Office, he would have been there long ago. Just moved away.

The current Yang Xuewu would not do this. Although the original owner had attended a new school, he still had some feudal thoughts in his heart. He would not refuse people thousands of miles away like the original owner.

Seeing Yang Xuewu enter the house, Sister Pei quickly picked up her bag and headed to the vegetable market. As a helpless widow, she really wanted a man who knew both cold and hot things. When Yang Xuewu came to rent a house, she took a liking to her at first sight. I met Yang Xuewu and felt that Yang Xuewu was very masculine.

But Yang Xuewu has always been very cold to her, which makes her very distressed. Now that Yang Xuewu is in the hospital, she feels that her opportunity has come.

After Yang Xuewu returned from the hospital, he definitely needed to take good care of his body. She wanted to stew a chicken for Yang Xuewu and help Yang Xuewu replenish his body. Maybe Yang Xuewu would obey her if his heart softened. Yang Xuewu here returned to the room and put down his things. He immediately picked up the mirror. He wanted to see what his body looked like now.

Taking the mirror, Yang Xuewu saw his current appearance clearly. His current appearance was resolute, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a short beard with clear lines. Coupled with his strong muscles, it was no wonder that Sister Pei had thoughts about him. With his figure, a few women wouldn't be confused.

Then Yang An put down the mirror and looked at the situation in the room. The whole room was a bit messy. As a man, I can understand it, but Yang Xuewu was still a little uncomfortable. He liked a clean and tidy room.

So he immediately started to clean up. With a clean and tidy place, he would be in a much better mood, and his injuries would heal as quickly as possible.

After packing up the dirty clothes and putting them at the door, Yang An immediately started to clean up the house. After half an hour, the house finally became clean and the items were neatly placed. Yang An let out a breath and felt much better. .

Sitting on the table, Yang An fell into deep thought. He planned to make a plan for his future. Although he decided to do something within his ability, saving his life was always his first priority. Only when he was alive could he have the opportunity to do something. , if he died on the way, he would still be doing knitting.

"First of all, we must improve our own strength."

The world is very chaotic. If you want to survive in this world, you must have good skills. Fortunately, the original owner has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is a martial artist. Therefore, he was selected into the Military Intelligence Service. His marksmanship is average, but he is a good martial artist. It takes a lot of practice to get down.

“The second thing is to have power.”

Yang Xuewu knew that in this chaotic era, if he wanted not to be used as cannon fodder, he would have to climb up as hard as he could. Only by mastering higher power could he have a little control over his own destiny.

……

"Dong dong dong." A sudden knock on the door woke up Yang Xuewu who was thinking.

He got up and came to the door and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me who's learning martial arts."

Hearing Sister Pei's voice, Yang Xuewu walked to the door and opened it.

"Sister Pei, is something wrong?"

"Xuewu, you just came back from the hospital and need to recuperate. I made chicken soup for you." He raised the lunch box in his hand.

Looking at the lunch box in Sister Pei's hand, Yang Xuewu couldn't say any words of rejection. He couldn't let Sister Pei take it back. That would be too hurtful.

"Sister Pei, come in." Yang Xuewu opened the door and gave up his position.

Sister Pei was extremely happy when she heard that Yang Xuewu asked her to enter the room. Since she rented the house to Yang Xuewu, Yang Xuewu has never invited her into the room. Today is the first time that she has ever been invited into the room. This makes her feel like giving Yang Xuewu It is really wise to make chicken soup. Yang Xuewu must make more chicken soup in the future.

"Xuewu, your room is too clean. It doesn't look like a grown man's room at all." Sister Pei said in shock as soon as she walked into Yang Xuewu's room.

"I like the room to be cleaner, so I tidied it up a little."

Putting the lunch box on the table, Sister Pei scanned Yang Xuewu's room. The more she looked, the more she felt that Yang Xuewu was indeed the man she liked. Not only was he very "attractive", but he also liked to be clean.

"Xuewu, try the chicken soup made by sister. Is it good?" Sister Pei opened the lunch box and motioned to Yang Xuewu to come over and drink the chicken soup.

"Okay." Yang Xuewu was not pretentious. Since Sister Pei had worked hard to stew the chicken soup, if he didn't drink it, it would be too disrespectful to Sister Pei.

(End of this chapter)