Chapter 119: A War Out of Script

? ? ? ? Andre was dumbfounded.

"Huh..." He let out a breath, and Lao Huang tremblingly wanted to stand up.

Andre hurriedly helped him, only to find several 5cm long and 2cm deep wounds on Lao Huang's legs, turned around and shouted: "Call Mike."

"Instructor, Dr. Mike is not here."

"Then call the person who is here."

Helping Lao Huang to sit on the chair, before Andre could speak, he heard him say: "Andre, throw that man out, and he is not allowed to come in from today."

"Didn't you hear what Huang said? Throw him out for me." Andre didn't care why, for him, Wang Sui was an insignificant person.

The same goes for Qiao Qiaoer who covered her face and cried on the ground. There are only monks, Lao Huang and Yanyan here, who deserve his attention and care.

"Wait." Qiao Qiaoer wiped away her tears, got up and rummaged in the fallen cabinet, and finally found two yellowed pages that were folded and kept in good condition.

Qiao Qiaoer bit her lower lip fiercely, grabbed both sides of the paper with both hands, and tore it forcefully.

tear up -

He tossed the paper that had been torn into palm-sized pieces forward, and among the falling shreds of paper, a big "Happy" character was particularly conspicuous.

"Wang Sui, from today onwards, the two of us... shall be separated." It was their marriage certificate, issued by the Republic of China, that was torn apart by her.

"Throw it out." A look of joy flashed in Lao Huang's eyes, and he shouted while enduring the pain in his leg.

Two students stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, holding Wang Sui's arm, and took him out with half-supporting it.

"Instructor Andre, who is injured?" The newly recruited doctor rushed over with a medicine box in his hand.

"Here." Andre pointed to Lao Huang.

"Oh, my God! How could he be injured so badly?" Seeing the injury on the back of Lao Huang's thigh, the doctor exclaimed, "Help me carry him to the clinic. These wounds need to be stitched up."

"It's okay, hiss..." Lao Huang tried to stand up and walk by himself, but as soon as his thigh was exerted, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Don't be brave." Qiao Qiaoer stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, and said with concern: "Yanyan, tell them quickly, and help carry your father over there."

"Hey!" Yanyan beckoned for someone to carry Lao Huang to the clinic, and Qiao Qiaoer followed.

"You said, it's all right?" Standing at the door of the clinic, Qiao Qiao'er's palms were sweating anxiously when she heard Lao Huang's muffled hum from time to time.

"It's okay, I'm sure it's okay." Yanyan was also panicking in her heart, and the cunning of the past was no longer in her clever little eyes, and she was worried that her father would be left with the root cause of the disease.

It's not a joke to have a few such deep cuts on his legs these days.

If an infection is accidentally caused, it will really kill people. Fortunately, no muscles and bones have been injured, otherwise this leg may not be able to survive.

"Father, what prestige do you think you are showing off!" Yanyan didn't realize that Lao Huang was handsome just now, as if pointing at his nose and yelling: "What will I do if you are gone?"

Tossing and turning, the two walked back and forth outside the operating room, unable to stop for a minute.

Ka~

The door of the operating room opened and the doctor came out.

"Andy, how is my dad?" Yanyan stepped forward and grabbed him and asked.

"Very well, don't worry, the boss gave me a monthly salary of 600 dollars, not to watch you cry." Andy joked lightly.

"Yanyan, how are you doing?" Qiao Qiaoer asked while helping.

"The doctor said my father is fine and the operation went well." Yanyan wiped away tears with a smile.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Qiao Qiaoer murmured sadly.

"Aunt Qiao, go in and see my father!" Yanyan interrupted her.

"Okay, I'll go in and have a look." Hearing that she could see Lao Huang, Qiao Qiaoer didn't care about being sentimental, and hurried in.

"Here we come." Lao Huang lay on the hospital bed, grinning in pain, his face pale.

Anesthesia is very dangerous in this era, and because it is only a trauma, Lao Huang insists that anesthesia should not be used.

He gritted his teeth and let Andy finish the stitching, which hurt him a lot. He couldn't hold back the last few strokes, and his whole body began to wobble on the bed.

If the nurse next to him hadn't held him down, the wound that had just been stitched up would have broken free again.

"Those girls are really strong." Thinking of the two tall and burly nurses who pressed his shoulders and ankles and immediately held him down, Lao Huang always felt awkward.

"Don't talk, take a good rest, I'll make some chicken soup for you later, do you want to eat anything?" Qiao Qiaoer asked with distressed eyes.

Could she not know what Lao Huang was thinking?

If you say you don't know, you're simply fooling yourself for a fool.

But she did it like this, and she cheated for 10 years, always feeling that she should not be looked down upon by others, and she should not be poked in the back of her son Wang Kui.

Seeing Lao Huang's performance so excited today, even Qiao Qiaoer didn't expect it.

He always thought that because of loneliness, Lao Huang wanted to find someone to live with, but everything that happened before smashed this "certainty" to pieces.

It turns out that an honest person getting angry is much more terrifying than a ruthless person.

"I just want to eat your fried beef offal." Lao Huang forced a smile.

"The beef offal needs to be removed with spicy peppers. You can't eat spicy food now." After living in the United States for more than ten years, Qiao Qiaoer still has this common sense.

"Then drink the soup!" Lao Huang said with a silly smile without refuting.

"Father, you're smiling like a fool." Yanyan, who was peeking through the crack of the door, couldn't bear it anymore.

"What are you doing here, don't you have to go to school tomorrow? Go, go home and go to sleep." Seeing his daughter, the old yellow face was about to take on the attitude of a strict father.

"Slightly slightly slightly, you two get tired of it slowly! Really, I told Brother Wang Kui that I have no objection to the two of you being together, so what's the point..."

Yanyan made a grimace, and walked out of the gate muttering.

"..." Lao Huang and Qiao Qiaoer were left in the room in embarrassment.

I was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, but at this moment, the two of them didn't know what to say.

Lao Huang is just a dumb mouth. When he became a big butler, he would be taciturn every day. He did more than talk. Li Zitao liked this very much.

But in the current situation, this has become his weakness. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word.

"I'm going to make soup." Qiao Qiaoer couldn't stand the oppression in the air, and she was about to go outside as she said that.

"Wait." Lao Huang stretched out his hand to stop her, his voice became hoarse.

"Qiao'er, we two..." Lao Huang slammed his mouth, but the words got stuck again.

"En." Without making Lao Huang anxious, Qiao Qiao'er turned her back to him and nodded imperceptibly, then ran out with a soft snort.

"Hey, hey..." Lao Huang sat on the bed, laughing like a fool.

...

Li Zitao was completely unaware of the commotion in District 22. He was lying in the Roosevelt Hotel, with Garbo's lap on his pillow, reading a letter from Samode.

"Boss, the natives here are too barbaric, they are not like my compatriots at all, because of carelessness, seven brothers left me."

"Boss, how should I explain to their family why..."

The first two pages are full of Samode's painful self-blame. Out of recognition for his "brother", after entering the colony and arriving at the mining area, he wanted to talk to the other party.

Who knew that what greeted them was not smiles and warm hugs, but dense bullets, grenades, and even a rocket.

Samo fled back in a panic, but only 13 of the 20 companions who followed him came back, and all of them were injured.

Then they launched a counterattack, relying on the powerful firepower of steel-plated cars and Chicago typewriters, plus the covert support of the US military.

Samo had to snatch back the two mines in one fell swoop, leaving a bloody lesson for the other party.

Digging trenches and laying out defense lines with barbed wire, Samode also bought mines from the American Army through Morgan's contacts and arranged minefields.

"..." This is an all-out war!

Li Zitao was a little flustered, damn it, it's a little bit different from his plan.

Standing behind those natives are Y-chan, F-chan, and D-chan. Such a veteran power, you are so big, aren't you afraid of thunderstorms above your head?

I thought it would be easier to solve the problem of sending Samo to go. At worst, I would pay the other party some protection money, and everyone who has money can earn money together. It would be nice to be friendly.

Who knew that the script was a bit out of line, and Li Zitao couldn't sit still.

"Has Dwight not called back yet?" Li Zitao called the think tank and asked about Dwight.

"Not yet, Boss, what happened?" Ben's voice came from the opposite side.

"Your vacation is over?" Li Zitao asked unexpectedly.

"Hearing the news about the pension, I came back early, Boss, I have to say that your plan is great, but it's a pity..."

"This matter is over, sooner or later..." Thinking of the confidentiality of telephone calls in this era, Li Zitao took the words back.

"If you have news about Dwight, please contact me immediately." Li Zitao wanted to know when the 'veterans' he was going to send would arrive.

Don't you want to sand S.H.I.E.L.D.?

It just so happens that I have a difficult task here, and I will leave it to you.

Li Zitao wanted to take this group of people to Africa to top tanks. Anyway, they were all evil-hearted guys, and they didn't feel bad when they died.

As for the issue of compensation, the Lawrence family's Metropolitan Life Insurance will naturally cover it.

Li Zitao now understands why Elan took the initiative to call him and offered to guarantee the safety of the SHIELD members.

Presumably at that time, the bosses had already decided to kick him out and not take him to play.

The policy of MetLife Insurance is regarded as Elan's compensation. Of course, he represents the Rockefeller family.

"It's okay, since you're back, I think you will take care of everything in the think tank." When it comes to trust, Ben is definitely in the first order.

This shrewd, calm and capable subordinate made Li Zitao very satisfied and grateful.

If it weren't for him, Li Zitao would never have achieved what he has achieved today, and it would be so smooth, without worrying about trivial matters.

"Of course, leave it to me." Ben said with certainty.

After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao thought about calling the Los Angeles branch again and asking for Hans to be found.

"BOSS." Hans picked up the phone and said.

"Hans, I need two instructors to go to Africa. The task of Samode is a bit troublesome. Do you have any recommendations?" Li Zitao said bluntly.