Colonel Rango hadn't looked at the picture carefully yet, and he was already somewhat prejudiced.
Of course, he understood Russian, and the conjoined КГБ was the KGB's standard writing style.
KGB, the KGB, the classic and enduring adversary of James Bond in the 007 movies.
So it turned out to be the KGB.
Moreover, he not only left a mark, but also gave Colonel Rango a bright middle finger.
As for him, impulsiveness is the devil. Carelessness led him to not only mistake the person for the wrong person and cry at the wrong grave, but also make a fool of himself by bringing the matter to his opponent's attention. Now, his opponent is not only laughing at him, but also intentionally trying to escalate the situation.
Colonel Rango finally chickened out and reached out to snatch the paper. If it really was the KGB that did it, then the matter had to be covered up.
Otherwise, if this escalates to the international stage, the whole world will ridicule Britain.
But when he tried to snatch it, Battalion Commander Zhao was much faster, grabbing the paper back with a snap. He said, "We will report this truthfully to our superiors, and the South China Sea authorities will also issue a press release internationally. What we need is your public apology!"
So they have to apologize even after being beaten and bullied?
Signaling his men to put away their guns, Battalion Commander Zhao, looking imposing, led his men away.
That should have been enough to enrage Colonel Rango, but there was something even more infuriating: those second-class citizens, the Hong Kong police officers, were rebelling. They forcibly entered the Tamar military base to conduct a search.
Colonel Rango's mood was just like that of the smashed statue of the Queen—utterly chaotic!
On the other side, Chen Rou called Xiao Zhang again shortly after. She was really fast, arriving with Minmin in less than two minutes. At this time, the long dining table on Chen Rou's side was full of delicious breakfast.
Because Chen Rou was indeed tired last night and still injured today, Nie Zhao specifically instructed Mrs. Dai to come and receive her.
By the way, let's talk about A Yuan first. Just before Xiao Zhang and her daughter were coming, Chen Rou mentioned that a little sister was coming to visit. She even showed A Yuan photos of him playing with Min Min when he was little, so that he would remember them and be able to play together.
However, he was five years younger than Minmin and was still growing. At two years old, he was much older than at one year old, so of course he couldn't remember anything from when he was one year old. Besides, he had something very important to do today: read the newspaper.
So this second meeting was quite strange. As soon as Xiao Zhang led Minmin, who had two little braids and looked a bit timid, into the restaurant, she saw the well-mannered little master, Xiao Ayuan, sitting in a high chair holding a newspaper, and exclaimed, "So good!"
How exactly does Chen Rou educate her child? Such a young child, and he has to read books even during breakfast time?
Looking at his own fierce-looking daughter, Xiao Zhang felt it was an eyesore.
But actually, Chen Rou really likes Minmin, who seems very outgoing and confident, even though she's a bit reserved.
But Ah Yuan, the kid I used to play with so well, came over, and he was actually reading a newspaper. Does he even know how to read?
Minmin still remembers Ayuan, his fair-skinned, tender, fragrant, and soft little brother. She would run over to him as soon as her mother let go of her.
I took a closer sniff, and sure enough, it was the scent from my memory—a unique yet pleasant fragrance.
Minmin wrapped her arms around her younger brother, leaned closer, and asked with a grin, "What are you looking at?"
A Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand Mandarin very well, but this was the moment he had been waiting for.
He turned the newspaper to one side and said in Cantonese, "Oh, my mommy."
Minmin and her mother hadn't even read the newspaper yet, but here it is!
The little girl still remembers; Chen Rou wore this dress and a suit jacket just like this last night.
Of course, since she was a guest, she couldn't be rash, so instead of grabbing it, she snatched the newspaper and ran to her mother.
Xiao Zhang had just sat down when Chen Rou was introducing Mrs. Dai to her.
The elderly woman, over seventy years old, dressed in an elegant cheongsam and adorned with jewelry, had initially made Xiao Zhang suspect that she might be Nie Zhao's aunt or something. However, upon hearing her self-introduction, it turned out she was Han Yuzhu's maid.
Of course, the former richest woman's maid is no ordinary person now; she is the general manager of Nie's Hotel.
Xiao Zhang thought Chen Rou was excellent enough, but he didn't expect that the Nie Group had a female CEO who was over seventy years old and still so capable. While they were chatting, Minmin ran over, her voice small and urgent: "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"
Xiao Zhang's dream boy, A Yuan, changed to another newspaper and read it with great elegance. But her own son, on the other hand, was impulsive and reckless, giving her a terrible headache. However, when she glanced down at the newspaper, she was stunned.
One glance wasn't enough for her; she looked again and again until she finally looked up and carefully examined Chen Rou.
Of course, if you were to find a photo of Nie Tai's life, it would definitely be the one that made the front page. Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Rou and then at the newspaper. He had a lot to say to Chen Rou, a deep conversation, but he found it hard to speak.
Leaving aside her and Chen Rou, let's return to Kowloon and the Righteousness Hall.
A-Kang was shot in the back, and the bullet went directly into his lung. Yue Zhongqi took a risk and called several military doctors from the army hospital to come across the border in a police patrol boat with their equipment to perform surgery on A-Kang to remove the bullet. It was like performing a scalpel operation.
The bullet that hit Ah Kang was from the British army. They didn't dare go to hospitals or clinics, so they could only use throwing knives.
Just last night and this morning, Chen Rou asked A Kang twice to see how he was doing.
Chen Ke kept saying that he was fine, that the bullet hadn't caused him much damage, and that he would be fine once the bullet was removed.
But that's not the case at all. The bullet burned most of his lung tissue. Although the bullet was removed in time, the burns were irreversible and caused an infection. He was delirious with fever in the early morning and was dying.
Master Dong's idea was to forget about it; gangsters are meant to live a life of danger and die in the underworld, there's no point in trying to save them.
But Chen Ke and his group were incredibly stubborn. He said, "Send them to the mainland, to a hospital."
Yue Zhongqi grabbed a bed sheet and wrapped himself in it: "Baodao, go drive the car closer to the gate, hurry up, let's go!"
Master Dong had seen too many people pass away. It was clear that Ah Kang was already breathing his last, and he was even a little angry.
He said, "He's already dying, let him pass away peacefully, why are you doing this?"
Ah Kang was delirious with fever. He instinctively felt himself being picked up and grinned, "Back, back home, back, back to Hong Kong..."
He was dying, and in his dying fantasy, he wandered in Tokyo. Longing for his hometown, he finally returned to Hong Kong, to his homeland. He was very happy, and dying in this happy illusion was the best thing. Everyone has to die, and now was his death day.
One-Eyed was also there, and he tried to stop Yue Zhongqi: "Let Brother Kang go, he's very tired, he wants to leave."
But Yue Zhongqi ignored him and, together with the military doctor, tied the thin A-Kang to his back with a bed sheet before leaving.
Master Dong and One-Eyed wanted to give chase, but Chen Ke stopped them.
He said, "This person can't die. If he dies, he'll become a thorn in my side... Ah Rou's heart."
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