Driver of The Beautiful CEO

Ouyang Yaoqin said facts, Liu Yanbo did not refute, and he could not find a reason to refute.

From the day of marrying Yin Hanruo, Liu Yanbo has been able to predict that his future life is destined to start to deviate from the track he expected when he first came to the sea market. Out of control.

Things in the world really change rapidly!

Can I choose the path I want to go by myself?

Want to continue to be unknown?

In fact, it is not impossible, but compared to the troubles that follow and the possibility of exposing the past crises, Liu Yanbo is more reluctant to cut off the existing obstacles-

He has never been an honest person, most of the time he is doing things that are not true.

Liu Yanbo had nothing to say, and Ouyang Yaoqin was too lazy to talk about it again, picked up his coat on the sofa, and was about to leave.

She came here for two purposes, and it was indeed a mixed public and private--

One is to be private;

As one of Li Feiyu’s few close friends, she needs to personally try Liu Yanbo to see if he has the strength to be a bodyguard for this week.

Second, it is for the public;

Liu Yanbo killed the nightwalker who ranked 17th in the world killer rankings. Apart from Li Feiyu's personal safety and security, this is also a good thing for the country and the people;

Conversely, it is also considered from the perspective of the country and the people. Liu Yanbo, a person known to the outside world, has too long a blank period and too many uncertainties. It is difficult to distinguish between good and bad—

But the only certainty is that-if he appears in the sea because he is planning something unfavorable to society, then the harm he can bring is definitely more serious than the harm caused by the nightwalker.

Therefore, investigating what Liu Yanbo was like in the past was one of the tasks assigned by the superior to Ouyang Yaoqin in Haishi this time.

Fortunately, this task is not so urgent, at least there is no unscrupulous request like the previous task, otherwise she will not choose this place as the first meeting.

Now, her first goal here is clearly achieved. Liu Yanbo's strength is completely beyond imagination, and it is more than enough to be Li Feiyu's personal bodyguard.

As for the second one?

The superior did not ask to be in a hurry at this time, and if Li Feiyu was present, it was not good to use any special measures. Tonight's inquiry was only to give a preventive shot first.

"Mr. Liu, we will meet again." Ouyang Yaoqin said lightly.

At this time, Liu Yanbo was no longer silent. He nodded, and his tone became even more sincere: "I will look forward to it."

As soon as this sentence came out, it seemed to be back in a trance.

He remembers that many years ago, he and her sister said the same thing...

Nine years ago, somewhere in the Middle East.

The sunset glowed the whole sky, the blood on the ground had not yet fully penetrated into the sand, the air was full of bloody smell, several vultures hovered in the air, and from time to time a few disgusting eagles were made.

There are many people around, but only three are still alive, an old man, a dying woman, and a black robe who can't see his face.

"Can I see your face?" The woman leaned back in the arms of the black robe and raised her trembling right hand, still dripping with blood.

Her physical condition is very bad now, there are a lot of bullet holes and knife wounds on her body, and the blood is almost drained. After raising her hand, even the black veil on the head of the black robe is unable to touch.

The black robe took the woman's raised hand and gently put it back on her, then removed the hat from his head, revealing an unsightly face, and the black birthmark was almost covered He has a half face.

This is what he looks like?

The woman was not scared. For a person who is dying, there is probably nothing in this world worth fearing. She just feels a little sorry and a little disappointed.

The black robe put the hats aside, but did not stop there, groped under the right earlobe, and slowly tore off a human skin mask——

This is a teenager who looks only 16 or 7 years old. He looks pretty, but it is not handsome. The only thing that makes people feel special is those eyes.

They are gray, just like death, without a little life;

But they are clear and bright, like the light of Haoyue stars without any flaws;

These eyes, like the combination of the devil and the angel, seem to see no hope, but they seem to be full of hope.

The woman looked at the teenager, looked at his face, and suddenly smiled shallowly, smiling very hard, but it was really beautiful, the blood on that face was like a blooming flower, and there was already so much in the voice of Yousi A little playful tenderness: "Little brother, what is your name? How old are you this year?"

The teenager looked at the woman who "looked for people", and after a while, he slowly spoke. The voice was no longer hoarse and low when they first met, but still very indifferent: "My name is Liu Yanbo, this year is 17 year old."

"Seventeen...My sister is as old as you." The woman murmured in a low voice: "I wish I could see her again."

Her voice was very light, but others could still hear it clearly. The sadness on the face of the old man who had never spoken had become more intense, just as sad and trembling as the old father who sent the black-haired man to the black-haired man. 'S voice seems to be stalled at any time because of excessive sadness: "Child, I'm sorry you..."

"Old Wen..." The woman called softly, and the smile on her face was so gentle without regret."You still call me'Suzaku' so that I can die more proudly."

Suzaku, bears the "name" of the country.(The name here does not refer to the name of the country.)

This is her responsibility and mission, and the greatest honor in her life——

Die for the country and the people, get what you want!

"I know, I know..." Wen Lao murmured tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up slowly.

He was condescending, despite the yellow sand sticking to his face, and there were several crumpled damages on his clothes, but this slightly embarrassed appearance could not cover up the majesty that had been restored in the blink of an eye.

"Suzaku, thank you." Wen Lao bowed deeply.

This thank you not only represents his personal gratitude to her, but also the affirmation that the country should give her.

The country's Suzaku has no strength to raise her hand to salute another military salute, but the smile without regret on her face and the reverence in her eyes clearly express the emotion that cannot be described in words and words The most incisive: "Old Wen, you take care."

After that, she lifted her eyes and looked at Liu Yanbo again, her voice became smaller and smaller: "Liu Yanbo, don’t forget what you promised me, you must believe that one day, you will live Proud like me..."

No one speaks again, no one bleeds again, everything seems to have fallen into silence.

She closed her eyes and smiled on her face, like an eternal flower, imprinted in their hearts...

I didn't know how long it passed, the wind blew, and the yellow sand flew all over the sky. Liu Yanbo's indifferent face like a glacier rock suddenly showed a pure smile like a child's warmth, gently said: "I will look forward to it. "