Xun Hailu nodded thoughtfully: "I seem to understand what you are going to say."

"So, for me today, I can be a Chinese, or a M person, or even a Papua New Guinean. After a pause, Cang Hao said word by word: "No matter who you are, it doesn't really matter." But, whether it is human or not, this is very important. ”

Xun Hailu was encouraged: "That's right!"

"The world is changing, and we don't know what tomorrow will be like, so a strong person should not be afraid of changes in the environment, let alone a certain person. If there is such a person, who determines your future, then you should get rid of this person even more. Cang Hao said meaningfully to Xun Hailu: "If this person can send you to heaven, he will definitely be able to send you to hell!"

"That's right. Xun Hailu nodded meaningfully: "We all have to be our own masters, and we can't let our fate be decided in the hands of others." ”

"You can think so. ”

"I want to be a really strong person!" Xun Hailu suddenly stood up: "Thank you for saying so much to me...... I didn't expect you to be a person with a story!"

"If you have time, I can tell you a few more stories......"

"No, I'll use this one, see you later. Xun Hailu dropped this sentence, didn't say anything, turned around and went back to his house.

She came to Cang Hao, stayed for less than half an hour, decided which book she should use, and went back directly, making Cang Hao feel as if she was the boss.

However, Xun Hailu's analysis of the script, as well as her professional judgment, Cang Hao believes it.

So Cang Hao made a direct call to Wen Xiaohai: "If Haitian asks which book to use, you will push "Dark Walker". ”

"No problem. Wen Xiaohai agreed: "It's just right, I have a headache, if Che Haijun asks me for my opinion, what should I say." ”

"Needless to say, just tell him about this book, and let him think about the rest. ”

Wen Xiaohai nodded: "Understood." ”

Putting down the phone, it was not early, Cang Hao went back to the bedroom to rest.

When he got up the next morning, Cang Hao went out to work, and when he saw that the other door was quiet, he didn't know if Xun Hailu had already gone out or hadn't gotten up at all.

At this moment, two tall Caucasian men, both in their early twenties, dressed in jeans and short-sleeved T-shirts, walked up to them.

There are many expatriates living in the community, most of whom are business executives, first of all, they are too burly, about 1.85 meters tall, and the muscles on their arms are angular.

What's more, they have tattoos on their right arms, and the tattoos of the two people are different, so it is not clear what the pattern is, but they both have a line of "Ranger" in English.

In American English, "Ranger" usually refers to the Rangers, an elite unit with a long history in Country M.

As a former mercenary, Cang Hao can accurately identify his kind, and these two Caucasian men are carrying the aura of soldiers.

The two of them walked towards each other, and the distance was about six or seven meters, and they just caught Cang Hao from one left and one right.

Cang Hao pretended to be nothing and continued to walk forward, and just when the distance between the two sides was about three meters, Cang Hao suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the two people.

The two Caucasian men didn't expect Cang Hao to do this, and they were stunned for a moment, and then quickly retreated to both sides.

The two of them reacted quickly, and they distanced themselves from each other, making it impossible for Cang Hao to deal with them at the same time.

And Cang Hao didn't plan to deal with the two rangers at the same time from the beginning, he directly aimed at the one on the right, bowed down and hit his shoulder on his lower abdomen.

The burly white man was caught off guard, snorted, and flew out upside down.

Cang Hao was not mistaken, these two people were indeed strictly trained, and the man on the right was hit by Cang Hao like this, and he didn't fall, but stood on the ground.

However, as long as a person gets his feet off the ground and lands again, there must be a process of rebalancing his body, and it is impossible to launch a counterattack immediately.

That is, when the white man on the right was about to stabilize his body, Cang Hao followed with an arrow step, raised his knee and hit his lower abdomen.

The white man snorted again, holding his lower abdomen and hunching down, Cang Hao's other leg lifted his knee again, and he was hitting the door.

At the same time, another white man came to support his companion and grabbed Cang Hao in the back.

Cang Hao didn't look back, pulled out the golden pistol and aimed at him with a twist of his hand.

Cang Hao also pulled out a golden pistol with his other hand and aimed at the Caucasian man in front of him: "Who sent you?"

The Caucasian man in front of him gasped for a long time, and then said in broken English: "We have no malicious ......"

"Maybe......" Cang Hao took two steps back, keeping a little distance from the two Caucasian men: "Two rangers appeared at my door, sorry, I really don't have any good associations." ”

At this moment, Cang Hao remembered a voice behind him: "They are my people." ”

Cang Hao glanced back and found that it was an old white man in his fifties, with a medium height and a thin body.

Although he is Caucasian, his skin is bronzed and he looks like he is constantly engaged in outdoor sports, revealing a breath of sunshine and health.

His hair was already gray, neatly combed at the back.

In fact, in terms of the basic cognition of human health, whether it is Westerners or Chinese, the views tend to be the same, and they all believe that the proportion of the body is a sign of health.

But in practice, China is far from the West.

Chinese people believe that the famous saying that the head, the big neck is thick, and the big money is the gang, and this famous saying is from Brother Biao, and now it has become a social consensus.

In the West it is diametrically opposed, the rich are thin, and the poor are fat. Because the poor are poor, they do not pay attention to the reasonable combination of diet, and consume a large number of high-fat and high-calorie foods, so they often have a big belly.

Some people think that Chinese people are fat before they get rich, which is very reasonable.

The Caucasian old man wears a dark blue white striped suit with a white shirt and no tie.

Cang Hao can also see with his superficial knowledge of luxury, from suits to shirts, all are customized.

In other words, this Caucasian old man is not a local tyrant, but a rich man, or the kind whose family has been rich for several generations.

"Hello, Mr. Cang. The Caucasian old man spoke again, in authentic American English, with a West Coast accent, sounding very magnetic: "Again, we have no ill will, you can put your gun away...... By the way, your pistol is really beautiful, more like a craft than a weapon. ”

Cang Hao put away the gun, glanced at the two rangers, and then came to the old man, "I should complain about the property in the community, anyone can be put in." ”

"If I become a resident here, the property should allow me to enter. The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to Cang Hao: "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Cang Hao shook hands with the other party and found that the other party's movements were very powerful.

The old man pointed to the two rangers and introduced: "They are my bodyguards, the retired elite of the 75th Ranger Regiment of the Army of Country M, but what they just said proves is obviously not your opponent." ”

The two Caucasian men moved their shoulders and walked over to stand behind the old man, their expressions a little resentful.

Where the two of them stand, this detail is important.

If the two of them stood behind Cang Hao, this was a hostile expression, and Cang Hao couldn't have to observe the work of the two of them while following the old man's words.

And since the two of them were standing behind the old man, it meant that they had no hostility towards Cang Hao.

"Originally, I asked them to invite you to my car, there is something I want to talk to you about......" The old man said this, and exhaled helplessly: "Mr. Canghao suddenly made a move, I had to rush over to persuade him!"

"Habit. Cang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "My vigilance has always been very high. ”

"Worthy of the king of mercenaries. ”

Cang Hao raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that you know me very well." ”

"If I don't know you, why did I come to you? The old man looked at his two subordinates and said very seriously: "It was a misunderstanding just now, so let's just get over it." ”

The two men glanced at each other, then at Cang Hao, and finally nodded reluctantly.

Cang Hao said meaningfully: "You know me, but I don't know who you are yet." ”

"Let's get in the car and talk. The old man snapped his fingers very elegantly, and a car slowly drove over from not far away, not a particularly bullish luxury car, just an ordinary Mercedes-Benz.

One of the rangers opened the car door, let the old man and Cang Hao get into the car, then closed the car door, and stood outside the car with the other ranger left and right.

The old man took a wooden box, took out a cigar from it, and asked Cang Hao, "Do you like this?"

Cang Hao nodded: "As long as you don't let me pay for it." ”

"Mr. Cang is so humorous. As he spoke, the old man cut off one end of the cigar with a cigar tong, handed it to Cang Hao, and then lit it for Cang Hao with a match: "This box of cigars I brought back from Havana, with Castro's signature on it, if it is not a particularly distinguished guest, I am reluctant to entertain it." ”

"Not bad. Cang Hao took a puff and nodded: "Actually, no matter what cigar is in my mouth, it is the same taste, even if it is signed by someone." ”

"Mr. Cang is really temperamental. The old man also cut a cigar for himself: "I am not a fan of Castro, on the contrary, I think he is mainly responsible for the tragedy of that country, and that time I traveled there, I still transferred to other countries, with great effort." ”

"And you got this box of cigars?"

"He actually knew who I was, and sent someone to bring me such a box of cigars, and there was nothing else. The old man smiled and shook his head: "It's quite personable to say, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to go back." ”

"Castro knows who you are, you know who you are, and you know who I am. But I know Castro, but I don't know who you are......" Cang Hao spread his hands: "Shouldn't you introduce yourself?"