Super Special Forces King

Chapter 609 No One Knows My Father More Than I

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Hearing what Zhang Feng said, Yan Wang's loose eyes showed an unbelievable look and turned to Zhang Feng.

He never thought of doubting the country's conclusions in the past. In his opinion, things that the country determines cannot go wrong.

The country has determined that its father is a traitor, and it must be that one should not be allowed to question, to doubt!

"Mad man? The country will admit mistakes? Could it be that my father..." There was unconfidence in his voice, perhaps he could not believe it.

Zhang Feng said in a calm voice: "I don’t know, King Yan. I’m just saying these things to you to give you a possibility! But one thing I’m sure is that anyone can make mistakes, and the country’s decision is nothing but It's up to people!"

"And whether your father is a traitor or a traitor, I'm not sure! But I believe you can, because you know what kind of person he is, you should have your own judgment, rather than rashly believe it! Do you think Do those who judge your father as a traitor know your father better than you?"

Zhang Feng's words completely plunged Yan Wang into contemplation. This time it was not a blank expression and a silent gaze.

Seeing Yan Wang's reaction, Zhang Feng said nothing.

The words that should be said have been said, and the rest only needs to be thought by the king himself, and no one else can control it. Zhang Feng also believes that no matter what the result is, the king can understand it.

Silently stood up and left.

Hades fell into deep memories. The father in his memory had only two sets of clothes, one set of officer uniforms and the other set of camouflage combat uniforms! The father in my memory loves his country and the army so much! In his mouth, just mentioning his own soldiers is full of infinite pride!

Two hours later, Zhang Feng was ready to drive away from the station of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps and return to Rwanda.

Hades appeared.

"Crazy man, what you said to me made me understand a lot. You are right. No one knows my father better than me."

"I believe my father is not a traitor! I want to leave Rwanda to investigate this matter. I have to make it clear anyway!"

"Thank you, madman, I'm afraid I can't get out of it without you."

Zhang Feng sneered and shook his head.

He had already anticipated this situation in his heart, so he was not surprised at all, "Hell, go. Only by clarifying all the questions in his heart can he be at ease. If you need anything, just tell me, let us Brothers, brothers for life!"

"Yes! We are brothers, and I owe you a life!" Hell Wang said.

"It's meaningless to say this! If you really feel that you owe me a life, then live well." Zhang Feng smiled. He knew in his heart that if the king wanted to clarify his father's affairs this time, it would be dangerous, and the secret was always associated with danger.

The more confidential the secret, the higher the degree of danger!

Zhang Feng opened the car door and smiled: "Don't say anything, get in the car, just in time for me to go back to downtown Rwanda! When you are ready to leave, if you need me to do anything, just speak up."

I rushed all night, and it was early morning to return to Rwanda.

Yan Wang didn't ask Zhang Feng to do anything, he just asked him to help keep it secret, and don't tell the other people in the Huangquan Special Operations Team.

Zhang Feng agreed to this matter, but when he was leaving, he stuffed a bank card in Yan Wang's backpack. There was not much money in it, only one million dollars, but it was enough for Yan Wang to spend.

Going out to do errands is dangerous. There are some things that money can provide a lot of convenience!

I drove back to the old house alone. Because I called Mike earlier, I saw Yun Qian and Hu Xinting waiting in the yard after driving into the old house.

Yun Qian seems to be a little fatter again. There is more flesh on his thin cheeks, which looks very cute, and his face is more ruddy, making people look like they want to pinch.

Hu Xinting's expression was always the same, with a permanent smile on the corner of her mouth.

When Zhang Feng got out of the car, Hu Xinting and Yun Qian noticed the gauze on his legs for the first time.

"Are you injured?" Yun Qian said in surprise, and ran directly to Zhang Feng.

Hu Xinting took two steps forward, seeing Yun Qian trotting past, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, and stopped again.

There was a Zhuo Zhaoyun who appeared in the hospital earlier than herself, but now it is Yun Qian, she couldn't help but feel miserable in her heart.

Zhang Feng scratched his head with a wry smile, looked at Yun Qian's scolding gaze, and sneered twice.

"It's nothing big, just scratched by shrapnel."

"No, follow me into the room right away, and I will show you the wound." Yun Qian said decisively. She knew that Zhang Feng was definitely a hard-mouthed person. He said it was a scratch, and it would certainly not be so light.

Zhang Feng was helplessly pulled his arm by Yun Qian and walked towards the living room. When he missed Hu Xinting's side, he cast a look at her.

When he walked into the living room, Yun Qian pressed directly on the sofa.

Yun Qian quickly moved out the small box of medical equipment, and then put Zhang Feng's injured leg on the coffee table.

Looking at the gauze covering the wound, it was already dirty, and the blood scabs stuck to it, and the brows were frowned tightly.

This kind of wound treatment must be done temporarily on the battlefield. And the medicine has not been changed afterwards, otherwise the gauze cannot be so dirty.

Untie the knots tied with the gauze, and spread the gauze in circles. When it reached the innermost layers, Yun Qian found that the gauze had stuck to the wound flesh, and there was no way to pull it off.

"Zhang Feng, what did you promise, and now you are injured again! Also the shrapnel scratches, you tell me this is a scratch? It will be so serious!"

Yun Qianbian said reproachfully, and slowly moistened the gauze with a cotton swab moistened with alcohol.

Zhang Feng smiled awkwardly, "Isn't there anything you can do? I don't want to get hurt either."

The alcohol touched the wound through gauze, and the sting made him breathe in cold air.

The skin and flesh were finally separated from the gauze. When the gauze was completely untied, revealing the flesh inside, Yun Qian and Hu Xinting, who was standing by, couldn't help but take a breath!

The wounds were stitched together crookedly, a full ten centimeters long!

This is not the key, the key is that the skin and flesh of the wound has been festered, white brushed, without a trace of blood!

Even Zhang Feng didn't know that his wound had become like this!

I was already very careful. I didn't get wet, and I didn't want to start to fester and get inflammation. I can only blame the spooky weather in Africa!

"Zhang Feng, you can't do it for me, and me... and Zhuo Zhaoyun, can you cherish your own body?" Yun Qian asked, her teeth squeezed tightly, tears were already rolling in her eyes. .