"Well, Ouyang, I think this is fine. Our mission is to ensure the safety of these two children. It is right to arrange support now. Ye Yangjian, can you guarantee their safety?..." Zhou Yong
He grabbed Ouyang Bing and said, nodded to Ye Yangjian and asked.
"I will go all out to handle this matter." Ye Yangjian said, clasping his chest.
"Then please, Ye Yangjian!" Zhou Yong stood up and said to Ye Yangjian seriously.
"I was a soldier! As long as the motherland is in need! As long as the motherland is calling! I am still willing to die generously!" Ye Yangjian stood up from the sofa and said heroically. At this moment, he was listening to the call in his heart, and he felt that he had a deep love for the motherland.
Unrepentant loyalty.
"This is the only thing we can do now." Zhou Yong nodded helplessly. Under the current circumstances, he had no choice but to leave the child with Ye Yangjian first.
"Don't worry, I'm here. If the kid wants to take them away, they have to step on my body!" Ye Yangjian nodded and said decisively.
"Then we will arrange support and manpower immediately. The safety of these two children will be left to you for the time being. Is there anything else you need our help with?" Zhou Yong said this, but he was actually just being polite.
He secretly decided to let Ouyang Bing stay to help, and also monitor Ye Yangjian, and he would go back and find a way to mobilize people to pick up the children.
"Well! Since you asked me, I have one request." Ye Yangjian pondered for a while and said seriously.
"Oh, tell me, as long as I can provide help, I will do my best. After all, we still need your participation and cooperation in this task." Zhou Yong nodded, thinking that Ye Yangjian wanted some money.
People who are forced to retire from the military do not get any retirement pay. Judging from the fact that he goes to set up a stall every day, Ye Yangjian's life is not very rich now, not to mention that he has to take care of the daily life of two children.
"...Leave your gun, the magazine and all the bullets!" Ye Yangjian immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick.
"...What? Did I hear you right? You want my gun! How can this be done?" Zhou Yong waved his hands and refused.
"...Holy crap! If you don't give me a gun, what if a Japanese assassination team shows up? What do you want me to use to protect them? Is this all you need? I'm not a 'Xiao Li Flying Knife'!...
..." Ye Yangjian pulled out the tactical knife with his backhand, shook his hands and said.
"But you don't have a gun license! What if you are discovered by the public security organ? You have to report to the police station every week. If you illegally hold a gun again, your life will be over! No, no, I can't harm you..." Zhou
Yong tried his best to argue.
"Bullshit! Damn it, when did I go on a mission in the army without carrying several guns? We were never asked to show our gun certificates! If you say that, do you still need to carry RPG individual rockets on tanks?"
Holding an egg certificate?..." Ye Yangjian's ugly face was fully displayed. He had already seen the Type 92 5.8 mm pistol carried by Zhou Yong. Damn it! It can only be equipped at the company commander level! It carries 20 rounds of ammunition.
Ye Yangjian has been a month younger since he left the army and he can hardly urinate without touching a gun.
"Tank?? What does this have to do with tanks? All weapons on tanks are mounted?..." Zhou Yong felt a little confused. He thought why Ye Yangjian was involved in tanks again.
"Bah~ I'm not talking about the army's main battle tank, but a comrade of mine. This is what I ask for, will you give it to me! Say something nice!" Ye Yangjian was not vague, he spread his big hands with a tigerish face and asked for it.
Receive Zhou Yong's weapon. The 5.8mm Type 92 is right in front of him. How could he let it go? Have you ever seen the big bad wolf not eating Little Red Riding Hood but running to eat a big carrot?
"What should I do if I give you the gun?" Zhou Yong said anxiously as soon as he saw that Ye Yangjian was about to do something serious.
"You from the National Security Bureau are afraid that someone will rob you on the way! Sex? It's impossible. You're not as handsome as me. What are you afraid of?" Ye Yangjian curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"But I gave you the gun. It won't be easy for me to explain it when I get back!" Zhou Yong was forced to cry by Ye Yangjian. He suddenly remembered the scene when he was searched by bad boys and asked for money when he was a child. It was so similar.
"No way! I said that the agents of your state agency only have this kind of rights? Are you sorry? It's so pretentious! He's not as good as our chief of staff!" Ye Yangjian inherited some of his father Ye Wenzhong's character very well.
Zhou Yong seemed very impatient with his repeated evasions. He hated the grinding and nagging character of gentlemen the most.
"But we have the discipline to keep our guns close to our bodies..." Zhou Yong tried hard to protect the gun he carried with him.
"I promise that the gun will never leave my body. I promise to carry it with me every day. Don't worry, I'm much more familiar with this 92 thing than you are. Really, really, I never lie to anyone, I swear!..."
Ye Yangjian immediately put on a smile again and tried to fool Zhou Yong as quickly as possible, just like a young man sweet-talking a girl into bed. He was determined to get this gun!
"I mean..." Zhou Yong couldn't accept Ye Yangjian's change of tone and attitude. He was a little confused on the spot.
"If you say that again, I will get angry! I am working for the country now! Even Grandpa Mao would not ask unarmed soldiers to go to the battlefield..." Ye Yangjian gave Zhou Yong a final warning, and he already had it in his heart
He began to count three times silently, and after three times he swore that he would definitely start the robbery!
"But! Hey! How could you grab it?" Zhou Yong wanted to say something more, but Ye Yangjian didn't give him this chance. He was already counting 'three' in his heart before he could count 'one or two', easily.
The skilled one surrendered Zhou Yong's weapons.
"But your sister! Get the magazine, hurry up! I tell you! The gun is in my hand, you have to give it to me, otherwise I will force you to give it!..." Ye Yangjian stretched out a hand with a ruthless expression on his face.
He said with a smile, in fact, he really wanted to laugh out loud! It felt so good to have a gun! For someone like him who had just returned from the army, he felt like a eunuch without a gun on him.
"I...oh...fuck...take it! Take it! Take it all!" Zhou Yong finally couldn't help but scold a veteran ruffian like Ye Yangjian.
"Well, you see, it would have been easier to do this earlier... Huh? I mean, Lao Zhou, I think your one-piece holster is not bad... just right..." Ye Yangjian took the magazine handed by Zhou Yong, skillfully
In the belt behind his waist, he was feeling the guy he had just snatched from Zhou Yong. He couldn't put it down and played with it, and then aimed at Zhou Yong's gun holster.
"Ye Yangjian! Fuck you! The holster and the belt are one piece..." Zhou Yongyao yelled. If he didn't have any sense, he would have grabbed the teacup on the table and went to Ye Yangjian.
Yang Jian tried his best.
"Oh~ It's the belt. Why are you so fierce and I didn't grab it? Why don't I just ask. Besides, my uncle has been dead for more than ten years and you are interested? I don't want your shabby condom...
"Ye Yangjian smiled and said to Zhou Yong, and pinned the 92 style to the waistband of his trousers, 'It's okay if you don't have wine and just meat!'
"I...fuck..." Zhou Yong watched Ye Yangjian hold it in for a long time before he could get two words out of his mouth.