Chapter Fifty-Five Old Dog

  At this time, Wang Zhong was driving a Chevrolet Aveo with Han's little princess, looking anxious as he rushed to the Han family's small building.

  "Hurry up, we're going to be late." Han Xingye looked at his watch with a worried face.

  Wang Zhong's voice was weak, with a half-dead tone: "I'm telling you, Miss Han, we were going to crash the scene today anyway. What difference does it make whether we go early or late? We're all dead men walking, can't escape it."

  "It's not about causing trouble, it's about giving me face!" Han Xing Ye said stubbornly: "An ugly daughter-in-law still has to meet her parents-in-law, Zhen Gege, you can't escape this!"

  "Seeing the public returning to see the public, the key is that we haven't done anything! " Wang Zhong was so suffocated in his heart: "If something really happened, I wouldn't be wronged if your dad beat me up today, but now, I'm so lucky!"

  Han Xingye suddenly put on a charming expression, threw a flirtatious glance and said: "Zhuang Gege, since you've said so much, let's just do something."

  Han Xingye originally had a slightly chubby and cute appearance, but paired with this deliberately seductive expression, her big eyes actually revealed a coquettishness that didn't match her age, causing Wang Zhong to almost mistake the accelerator for the brake.

  Although Wang Da's determination was deep, his nosebleed almost sprayed out.

  …………

  In the small building of the Han family, Mr. and Mrs. Han were chatting with Su Beijiang and his son, having a great time. The more they looked at Su Tianming, the young man, the more they liked him. He was polite, capable, strong and stable, and as long as he didn't leave the army, it was estimated that within thirty years, he would definitely be able to wear the general's star on his shoulder. Putting aside political factors, Mr. Han liked Su Tianming more and more, as if he saw himself in his younger years.

  Just then, the sound of barking dogs rang out.

  Han Tuo Su heard this and quickly stood up, saying: "The old man is back with his dog, be careful, that dog is a bit fierce and bites when it sees strangers."

  As soon as Su Beijiang and his father heard that General Han had arrived, they hastily tidied up their clothes and stood up. Although Su Beijiang was now the Deputy Minister of National Defense, he still had a deep respect for these old comrades who had shed blood on the battlefield to build the country of Huaxia.

  What appeared in Su Beijiang's eyes was an old man with a slightly stooped back, wearing loose Tai Chi clothes, his hair completely white, very thin and frail, but his eyes were not dull like those of ordinary elderly people. Instead, they gave off an unspoken sense of intimidation, which is the natural aura that comes from being in a high position for a long time. Looking at the old man's appearance now, it's not hard to imagine that he must have been a sharp and outstanding figure when he was young.

  Su Tianming saw the old general standing upright, as if waiting for inspection, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

  Next to the old man was a wolf dog nearly one meter high, with ears perked up, tall and sturdy, muscular, eyes full of vigilance, fiercely barking at Su Beijiang and his son, its voice very thick, obviously a fierce and ferocious dog.

  But what's more striking than the dog's height is that his body has many scars, all old wounds, shocking and frightening, although some are terrifying, but they add a lot of vicissitudes to this wolf dog.

  A dog with a story. This was Su Tianming's first impression.

  "Don't call out anymore, we're all guests." Old General Han patted the wolf dog's head, his eyes full of kindness: "Old fellow, take a rest first, you're not young anymore, still so fierce."

  If an outsider were to witness this scene, they would probably be shocked and amazed. Who would have thought that General Han Bao Guo, who was said to be able to defeat a certain powerful enemy on the battlefield, would speak to a dog in such a way?

  The dog seemed to be full of spirituality, and when General Han's hand gently stroked it a few times, it immediately stopped barking wildly. However, its eyes still looked at Su Beijiang father and son with vigilance and malice.

  "Uncle, hello." Su Beijiang smiled and walked up: "It's been many years since we last met, your body is still so good."

  "Alright, of course." Han Baoguo smiled and said: "How could I have died so early when several old monsters from the Su family are still alive?"

  The muscles on Su Beijiang's face twitched a few times, but he could only accompany the old man with a dry smile. In the entire Huaxia, there were probably only a handful of people who could call the elderly members of the Su family "old monsters" to their faces.

  "Uncle is just joking." Su Beijiang said: "At dawn, don't you hurry up and pay respects to grandfather?"

  Su Tianming stepped forward, stood at attention with a loud "click", and gave a standard military salute of the Republic of China, his right hand slicing sharply to his eyebrow. Only after finishing the salute did he smile and say: "Grandfather, hello, I'm Su Tianming."

  Old General Han looked at Su Tianming and smiled: "Su, the old monster has a good grandson! We're all old now, this world is yours."

  General Lao Han let out a long sigh.

  "Grandfather, you're overpraising us. Our generation still needs guidance from seniors like you." Su Tianming said respectfully.

  Mr. Han smiled, but the dog was not so friendly, staring at Su Tianming with a low hum, full of threat in his tone.

  Mr. Han stroked the dog's head, chuckling as he said: "This dog of mine is already fifteen years old, an old dog, a German blackback, and also a retired military dog from the special forces back in the day. Its temperament was fierce and violent. I took it home when it was eight years old, but unexpectedly, it wasn't until more than a year later that this dog allowed me to touch it even once. This vigilance is not ordinary."

  "Until now, this dog is still a bit more affectionate when it sees Xiao Ye, but it's still indifferent to the couple."

  Han Tuo smiled and said: "The black-backed bird recognizes its master. All these years, it has only recognized you, old master."

  Mr. Han shook his head: "No, no, no, although it's very close to me now, I always feel that I haven't become the owner it acknowledges in its heart."

  As soon as this was said, Han Tuo and the others were all shocked, especially General Han, who really didn't understand why the old man would suddenly say something like that.

  Without paying attention to the expressions of these people, the old man said to himself: "This dog was also known as the king of dogs in the army back then. The number of enemies it bit to death is at least over fifty. What kind of dog is this? It's simply a small wolf, even more ferocious than the now-extinct pure Tibetan Mastiff. At that time, when I asked my old friend for this dog, he refused to give it to me. I had to persuade him for several months before I finally got it."

  "These scars are all a soldier's honor." General Old Han stroked the old dog's wounds with a pained expression, which were left from its battles with enemies back in the day: "Humans have bloodlust, dogs do too. Unfortunately, this dog is like me, probably won't live for many more years either."

  "Oh, Dad, don't talk like that. We all want you to live a long and healthy life." Zhang Yanqing's words were sweet, but Mr. Han just shook his head expressionlessly after hearing them.

  "Mr. Han, I don't know what this dog's name is?" Su Tianming asked solemnly.

  "It's called Little Dragon."

  The dog named Xiaolong seemed to sense the melancholy in Mr. Han's words, and he lay down beside him, nudging his arm with his head as if trying to comfort him.

  "What a spiritual thing!" Su Beijiang praised: "Whether it's a soldier of Huaxia or a military dog, they're all good."

  Just then, a black Buick Regal slowly drove up and stopped at the gate.

  Zhang Yanqing happily said: "It should be Xiaoye who has returned."

  As soon as the voice fell, the car door opened and Korean star Yeon-ah walked out wearing a Hello Kitty outfit. Seeing a family and Su Beijiang's father and son all there, her face showed an embarrassed expression, then she hurriedly called out softly to someone inside the car: "Wang Zheng, hurry up and come out, don't dawdle! My grandfather is here too!"

  As soon as Wang Zheng heard that General Han was also there, he felt even more suffocated and wanted to vomit blood. But there was no way out, they had already reached this point, and not showing up was not an option either. Opening the car door, Wang Zheng immediately put on what he thought was his most sunny smile, after all, a professional killer like him had to be dedicated to his craft. Since he was pretending to be her boyfriend, he might as well do it thoroughly.

  At this time, Han Xingye said in a low voice: "It seems that the blind date I introduced to you is Su Tianming, who is Su Tianran's younger brother. The one next to him is Su Beijiang, the Deputy Minister of National Defense. You should know him."

  Wang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly as soon as he heard it.

  Zhang Yanqing stood up and said: "Xiao Ye, come over quickly, what are you whispering to the driver about?"

  But what nobody expected was that Han Xing's next move would make everyone in the small building of the Han family drop their jaws.

  Han Xingye suddenly stretched out his arm, hugged Wang Zheng's arm, and leaned half of his body on him, with a sweet expression, saying in a sticky voice: "Dead Wang Zheng, acting is just acting, warning you not to take advantage of me."

  Wang Zhong was caught off guard by Han Xingye's actions, and he muttered to himself with a pout: "I didn't want to take advantage of you, but since you came over on your own initiative, isn't this you taking advantage of me?"

  Although he thought so in his heart, Wang Zhong really felt extremely comfortable. Han Xingye's astonishing size was filled with amazing elasticity, tightly pressed on his arm, without a single gap, and the deformation made him blood-boiling!

  It's really... too elastic!

  Even through two layers of clothing, Wang Zhong could feel his arm being wrapped in warmth, which was really too unsettling.

  Wang Zheng just looked down and almost had a nosebleed, Han Xingye revealed a bit of white skin on his chest, making people really want to press it with their fingers, Wang Zheng's mind was lost, he started fantasizing about the feeling of pressing, his lower abdomen was already burning hot.

  "Xiao Ye, what's going on?" Zhang Yanqing saw Han Xingye suddenly put his arm around the man next to him, and his face instantly turned iron-green, extremely embarrassed, and loudly asked.

  Han Xingye was fearless of heaven and earth outside, but when she saw this relatively fierce old woman, her courage suddenly became insufficient. Even the courage that had been brewing for a long time before was completely lost at this moment.