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Chapter 4 Nalan Xinghui
Nalan Xinghui took a bath, wrapped himself in a towel and sat quietly in front of the mirror, staring at himself in the mirror for a while, before picking up the letter Wu Ma just sent.

The envelope has been opened, and there is still a faint fragrance on the letter paper that has not dissipated.

Nalan Xinghui rubbed her delicate nose and sneezed. Needless to say, this letter has already been read by the eldest sister Nalan Mingyue, because in the entire Huizhou City, people who can use this high-end French perfume There will be no more than five women, and the eldest sister is one of them.

The letter was written and delivered by Yan Zhi's adjutant Zhou Youcai.

Seeing Major Yan Zhi's name, Nalan Xinghui sighed. Over a month ago, this man became his fiancé out of nowhere. At the same time, she also felt sorry for Yan Zhi and wanted to be the son-in-law of Nalan's family. Not an easy task.

Looking at the letter, Nalan Xinghui frowned again. This Yan Zhi's behavior in the past few days is a bit weird, which is puzzling. The most absurd thing about him is that he actually forced orderlies to help him hang himself, dug a hole to bury him alive, bound his hands and feet, tied him to a big rock and sank to the bottom of the water, almost drank a bellyful of water...

Of course, he didn't die in the end.

"Xinghui, are you alright?"

Nalan Mingyue, who was dressed in a western style, opened the door and walked in carelessly.

Nalan Xinghui was very helpless: "How many times have I told you, miss, can you please knock on the door before you come in?"

"Xinghui, why don't you go out, the guests will arrive in a while." Seeing that the second sister was still holding the letter paper in her hand, Nalan Mingyue said again, "It seems that your fiancé doesn't want to live anymore recently. He hanged himself to force people to bury him alive, so let’s forget about it, he actually made his own decision and let more than 100 death row prisoners go home, just now my father was very annoyed by this matter!”

"It's not all due to you and your mother."

Nalan Xinghui stuffed the letter into her sister's hand, said angrily, then got up and went to the back room to change clothes.

"Hehehe, you're really complaining about me and my mother. I'm a married woman. Why don't you let Huiyue, who is still in school, go home and recruit a son-in-law!"

Seeing her younger sister ignoring her, Nalan Mingyue followed her into the back room: "Xinghui, why are you still wearing military uniform?"

With a cold face, Nalan Xinghui pushed his sister out: "Only you can be considered a married woman..."

"Hey, you dead girl, look if I don't tell my parents..."

Back at the mansion, Yan Zhi took a shower. Although it was the beginning of April, the weather in the south was too hot. There was no air conditioner in the room, no cold beer, and not even an electric fan. Traveling back to such an era of scarcity of supplies , How can people live.

After complaining, Yan Zhian persuaded himself that he could only accept the reality unconditionally. It would be nice to have a private mansion. If it wasn't for Admiral Nalan's big red umbrella, he would still have to live in the barracks.

Killing a few Japanese soldiers today really relieves hatred.

Yan Zhi started to drop out of school after finishing junior high school and mixed into the society. Later, he was picked up by an international assassin organization, trained for several years, and gradually became a hot top killer.

Although he is proficient in multiple languages, Yan Zhi's understanding of Chinese culture is basically at the level of junior high school textbooks. After all, for a child like him who has no parental discipline, it is already good enough to go to junior high school.As for the junior high school history books, he hadn't read them a few times at all, and he basically copied them for the history exams.

The history teacher said that it is okay to copy, but please remember, don’t get [-] points on the test.

After becoming a killer, Yan Zhi has conducted in-depth research on weapons from all over the world. After all, a killer must be able to use and understand all kinds of weapons, and weapons are inseparable from war.Therefore, he also became very interested in the history of modern wars in the world.He didn't study history well in school, but after becoming a killer, he studied the modern history of the world thoroughly.

After Yan Zhi became a top professional killer, he lived abroad most of the time. The main reason was that he had no relatives in China. When he came back occasionally, he would just sit overnight in front of the small grave beside the field in the countryside, where his parents were buried forever. He often blames himself in front of the grave: "I haven't come back to see you for a long time..."

The Japanese committed nan/j bloody atrocities against humanity. Everyone knows that no matter how the executioners quibble, they cannot change their heinous crimes.

It is said that killers are cold-blooded animals, but at this moment, Yan Zhi's nose was a little sour: "Mom and Dad, I can no longer see you, and I also lost the only jade card that you left me with your body temperature .”

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and the voice of the adjutant Zhou Youcai came from outside the door: "Sir, I have already selected the gift for you to attend the old man's [-]th birthday tonight."

Grandpa's birthday?Yan Zhi was a little confused, which old man?
"Come in!" Yan Zhi said as he put on his sunglasses. He guessed that his eyes were red, and it was really nice of his ex to keep the sunglasses.

"Don't tell me, I almost forgot the old man's birthday." Yan Zhi remained calm, "What gift did you choose?"

Zhou Youcai has a gentle and fat appearance, with big eyes on his round face, which makes people know that he is a careful and ingenious person: "Master Nalan likes to drink tea, I have prepared a top-grade red robe for you. On a happy day, the old man will definitely like it."

Yan Zhi nodded.Needless to say, old man Nalan is the grandfather of his fiancée Nalan Xinghui whom he has not met yet.

After Zhou Youcai went out, Yan Zhi pondered that he could finally see this cold beauty tonight.But why Nalan Xinghui, who had a prominent family background, would choose a small consultant who was also an orphan as his fiancé, Yan Zhi couldn't figure it out.

Yan Zhi looked at the gradually familiar face in the mirror. There was still some baby fat in the figure and face. Fortunately, the growth of the eyebrows and eyes hadn't been hooked with the sly eyebrows at the moment. After the baby fat faded, they should still He is handsome, he said to himself: "Could it be that Yan Zhi's baby fat face is what Nalan Xinghui likes?"

People's aesthetic concepts in this era are a bit frustrated. No matter men or women, as long as the side of the big face is stained with a silver basin, it is considered to be of superior appearance. The butt means being able to have a son is the same reason.The small faces of modern movie actors are the appearance symbols of inferior people in this era.

"I'm going... how can I return Yan Zhi Yan Zhi," Yan Zhi shook his head, pinched the straight nose on the baby's fat face in the mirror, and made sure it was not a fake, "From now on, I will be Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi is me."

The sun was still high, so Zhou Youcai prepared his car and waited outside the door.As the prospective son-in-law of the Nalan family, Yan Zhi is also part of the host, so he has to arrive before the guests to learn about the birthday celebration process tonight.

The artillery fire in the north is rumbling, but the people in Huizhou City, which is located in the southernmost part of China, seem to have not yet felt the cruelty of the war. Sitting together receiving shoes, doing needlework and chatting, lowering their heads and snickering from time to time, the peddler is pushing a wheelbarrow and yelling around, and the old man selling candied haws is carrying candied haws to places where there are many children. In the eyes of everyone, there is no desire for mountains and rains at all. The war is full of worries.

You can know autumn by seeing a leaf.Yan Zhi couldn't help worrying about the future of the country.Although he knows that the final victory belongs to China.

According to the level, it would be nice for Yan Zhi to have an exclusive three-wheeled military motorcycle, but Yan Zhi has a special status and is specially equipped with a jeep.

Admiral Nalan’s home is in Huizhou City. It is a huge European-style classical building complex. The high walls around are covered with barbed wire. The trees are shady and the grass is long. In the yard, at the gate, and outside the high walls, there are soldiers with live ammunition on duty. , idlers are not allowed to approach.

When the soldiers on duty saw Yan Zhi's license plate, they opened the gate and let him pass without asking.

The car made several turns in the huge courtyard and stopped in front of a two-story building.

The chubby Zhou Youcai got out of the car without slowing down, and opened the door graciously.

Yan Zhi lowered his head and got out of the car, then looked up again, and saw a girl in white at the door, looking at him gracefully.

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