Super Special Forces King

Chapter 218

218.

The huge sunglasses and thick, messy beard blocked the man's entire face, but Zhang Feng felt familiar with this man.

He frowned slightly, but couldn't remember where he had been before.

At the end of the slideshow, lines of text came out.

"Target person: Kunsha. Hidden location in Tokyo, Japan. Task content: Investigate the hidden forces behind Kunsha. Gather at the headquarters at 6 o'clock two days later."

Kunsha?

Zhang Feng finally did not recognize the person in the photo. When he first saw Kun Sha, he had white beard and hair, and although he also had a beard, he was neat and tidy. The man in the photo has a messy beard and black. Preconceived ideas have misled their thinking.

The text disappeared, and the screen turned into a dial again. The time displayed on it was 11:42. Today has not passed, and two days later will be the day after tomorrow.

Kunsha's reappearance caused Zhang Feng to put down the stone that was always hanging in his heart.

He always felt that what Sang Qu said before his death had no meaning, but when he went to Mahidol University in Thailand and met Zaren Baldaphun, a professor of neuroscience, he only got a letter left by Sang Qu. The letter looked like To uncover a big, big secret, but it seems like a layer of mist has been laid out for people to see clearly.

And the key to all this depends on one person, that is Kunsha. In this golden triangle, countless people are making money through drugs. As long as you catch him, I am afraid you can get the secret you want to know from him.

Taking two deep breaths, Zhang Feng slowly closed his eyes. You don't need to think about these things anymore, just wait for two days to report to the headquarters.

The next day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the biological clock awakened Zhang Feng on time, got up and moved his body and walked out of the villa.

There is an artificial lake in the villa area. Although it is still early in the morning, many people who like morning exercises are already running.

Zhang Feng joined them and ran for an hour, with fine sweat on his body.

Back in the bathroom of his bedroom, he cleaned himself again, put on a pair of slacks, and went downstairs naked.

Find the ingredients from the refrigerator, and start the noodles.

Zhuo Zhaoyun was wearing her pajamas, rubbing her tousled hair and walking down the stairs, breathlessly.

Smelling the scent wafting from the kitchen, she walked slowly over, her sleepy eyes saw Zhang Feng Chiguo's upper body back, and her eyes stared so that the boss was no longer sleepy.

The muscles on the back are smooth and natural, and the evil angel's tattoo seems to come alive with his movements, and he can't help but feel a little silly.

Zhang Feng took the cooked noodles and put it on the dining room table. When he saw Zhuo Zhaoyun there, he coughed twice and asked: "You kid isn't going to sleep stupidly? Go wash your hands and eat breakfast. "

"Cough cough." Zhuo Zhaoyun also coughed dryly to relieve her embarrassment, lowered her head slightly, and muttered: "Wake up in the morning without clothes, exhibitionist."

Zhang Feng heard her words clearly, his eyelids turned, and helplessly said: "Miss, I went out for a run in the morning and the clothes were wet, and the other one was dirty. Besides, don't I still wear pants? Become an exhibitionist."

Zhuo Zhaoyun ran into the bathroom and rinsed her face with cold water, but both cheeks were still red.

Head down and walked out of the bathroom to be at the dining table, quickly eating the noodles, and involuntarily glanced at Zhang Feng who was sitting across from him.

The muscles are sharp and angular, but they are not as scary as the fleshy bumps trained by fitness telemobilization. The lines are smooth and natural, and the long or short scars on them not only do not destroy the beauty, but increase a lot of violence. Aesthetic meaning.

The more she thought about it, the more ruddy her little face was.

Zhang Feng looked up at Zhuo Zhaoyun and asked: "Zhaoyun, what's the matter with you? It's not because of a cold? Why is your face so red." As he said, he reached out and touched her forehead.

"No...nothing, I'm full!" Zhuo Zhaoyun simply fled.

Looking at the half bowl of noodles left in her bowl, Zhang Feng curiously said to himself: "How can the appetite become so small today? Is it really because of a cold and loss of appetite?"

Just as he was thinking, Zhuo Zhaoyun, who ran to the top of the stairs, suddenly poked her head out and said, "I am resting today, and we will go shopping in a while." After that, she ran upstairs again.

Zhang Feng shrugged, shopping? Not bad, it just happens to have one day off today, and the mission will start tomorrow, and it is uncertain when this mission will end.

At around nine o'clock, Zhuo Zhaoyun finally came out, with short boots, blue pencil pants, beige coat, and white sweater inside. Warm and youthful and beautiful.

On the other hand, Zhang Feng's white-washed jeans and a cotton hoodie can be done directly.

"Are you going out shopping like this?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked.

"How about it? This is already my clothes under the box. If this doesn't work, I can only take out the military uniform." Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"It's still the case. If you pass the military uniform out, you may not know how high the rate of turning around is." Zhuo Zhaoyun smiled.

When he drove out the car in the parking lot, Zhang Feng suddenly remembered a question, the dignified Miss Zhuo family, wouldn't there be no car? He asked: "Zhaoyun, where's your car? I am a bit unsuitable for driving out and shopping."

"I don't have a car now. I have made up my mind to be self-reliant, so now I take a taxi to work." Zhuo Zhaoyun said as expected.

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth twitched twice. There was enough money for a taxi to refuel. I really don't know whether this lady is smart or stupid.

Driving the car, the two went straight to the shopping center in the city center.

After strolling around all morning and having dinner at noon, Zhuo Zhaoyun was full of interest.

Zhang Feng discovered that a woman's combat power can be used up to 200% when she is shopping, which is not something men can compete with.

"How about this?" Zhuo Zhaoyun asked.

"Miss, this is men's clothing."

"I know, I bought it for you."

"Okay, it's pretty pretty."

"How about this? And these pants and these shoes."

"Didn't you just buy a suit?"

"How can a man have a suit? Don't worry, I won't give it to you for nothing. When that happens, I will leave it to you to solve my meal problems."

"alright."

When it was getting dark, two people walked out of the shopping center. Zhuo Zhaoyun walked in front empty-handed, while Zhang Feng followed behind with a large bag in his hand.

After shopping for a whole day, Zhuo Zhaoyun did not buy a piece of clothing for herself, but bought it for Zhang Feng. From suits to casual pants for home wear, there was only one thing, that is, casual tops for home. What are you thinking about?