Chapter 37 I am Sun Yinhu
Mrs. Mao’s name is Yu Meijuan, and she is a college classmate of Qiu Shuying.
Both of them graduated from the Imperial Capital University of Political Science and Law, and were in the same dormitory, but they went their separate ways after graduation.
In this age of backward communications, meeting each other again after more than ten years is like a dream.
"Third sister!"
"Sixth sister!"
The two of them hugged each other and cried with tears in their eyes.
"Sixth sister, let's talk in the room."
"Okay, Third Sister."
Mrs. Mao pulled Qiu Shuying into the bedroom, closed the door and ignored the people outside.
Lei Zhen didn't expect that their relationship would become so close.
But he didn't have time to care about the relationship between the two of them. Sun Xiaomao's gaze made him feel creepy and he felt guilty for some reason.
"Lei Zhen, please sit in the living room for a while." The old cat's voice came from the kitchen: "There are two dishes left. We will eat soon."
"Brother, let me help you."
Lei Zhen wanted to go into the kitchen, but was pushed out by Lao Mao.
Helplessly, he could only find a place to sit down and face Sun Xiaomao's scrutiny.
"You have a wife?"
"Do I... or don't I?"
There is only one answer to this question, that is, he has a wife, and Qiu Shuying is his wife.
"Your wife is my mom's classmate?" Sun Xiaomao said disdainfully, "You big pervert, you have the nerve to touch someone so young, are you lacking maternal love?"
"It's not a lack of maternal love, it's true love..."
"Bah! Lin Zhihan likes you so much that he's crazy. If he knew you were such a person, I don't know how sad he would be."
"There's nothing going on between Lin Zhihan and me, right? She wrote me a love letter, and you ran to the roller skating rink to give it to me. What's my problem with that?"
Sun Xiaomao looked confused and tilted his head for a long time.
"Anyway, you're just a pervert. I despise—"
A new Walkman appeared in front of her. It was the gift chosen by Qiu Shuying.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhen, you're so handsome! If you need my help in the future, just let me know. I'll be happy to help you, hehe."
Sun Xiaomao was very happy to receive the gift, and he liked Lei Zhen more and more.
"Little cat, my roller skating rink will have a membership event in a while where you can win a Mercedes-Benz. You can come over and try it out. Maybe you can win a gold brick." Lei Zhen said.
"Gold bricks? How many grams?" Sun Xiaomao's eyes lit up.
"1000 grams." Lei Zhen laughed and said, "I think you're super lucky. Maybe you can even win a Mercedes-Benz, haha."
"But I don't have money to buy a membership, and my mom won't give me any money..."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhen. You're the best uncle in the world. I love you so much!"
Sun Xiaomao had a thick red envelope in her hand, which contained a full ten thousand yuan. She was so excited that she felt that Lei Zhen was the best person in the world.
"Kitty, bring your friends over to play when you have time."
"Uncle, this is all trivial. I'll take Lin Zhihan with me later, hehe."
“…”
Finally got Sun Xiaomao.
Watching the other person jumping into the boudoir, Lei Zhen was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt a pair of unfriendly eyes staring at him.
This is a tall young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He is wearing camouflage uniform and combat boots, and he exudes the aura of a professional soldier.
"Sun Yinhu, special forces soldier."
"Lei Zhen, operating..."
"Gangsters." Sun Yinhu said coldly, "I don't care what your relationship is with my dad, you'd better disappear from my house, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
This is Brother Mao’s son, and he’s actually a special forces soldier.
Lei Zhen remembers that it was not until 1995 that real special forces appeared in China, which was due to the fact that the Gulf War subverted the traditional combat mode.
However, at this time, they were still groping in the dark, and their experience was still stuck in the previous scout combat mode, and a rigorous special operations system had not yet been formed.
"Here, this is a gift from your uncle, hehe." Lei Zhen took out a red envelope.
Sun Yinhu showed murderous intent on his face: "5, 4, 3..."
What an arrogant personality, starting the countdown right away, which is exactly what Lei Zhen likes.
"Your uncle gave you a gift, but you're not accepting it?" Old Cat came out with some food. "You wear your camouflage uniform all day long, aren't you feeling hot?"
The countdown was forced to end, and Sun Yinhu stood there with his head hung, allowing his father to scold him.
"Why don't you reach out and take it?" The old cat glared.
Only then did Sun Yinhu reluctantly reach out to take the red envelope.
"Two hands!" scolded the old cat.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Lei Zhen said hypocritically, "My nephew is just shy of strangers. Besides, I'm a gangster and I'm young..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Mao slapped Sun Yinhu in the face.
"You little bastard, I think you've grown wings. You're just a special forces soldier, but you dare to look down on your father's sworn brothers? I'll beat you to death for not knowing the difference between respect and inferiority!"
Sun Yinhu, who had a stern face just now, was beaten like a kitten and didn't dare to move at all.
What is tutoring?
This is what family education is. Although the old cat seems to be laughing all day long, he is definitely good at educating people.
"Brother, stop hitting him." Lei Zhen advised, "You're so rough, what if you hurt the child? Nephew, kneel down and admit your mistake!"
Sun Yinhu glanced at him, his eyes burning with anger.
“Bang!”
A slap in the face made him calm down.
"Kneel down!" the old cat said angrily.
With a thud, Sun Yinhu knelt straight on the ground.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake to your uncle!"
"Impossible. I, Sun Yinhu, kneel to heaven, earth, and my parents. I will never..."
"Can you say something else?"
Faced with his father's bloodline suppression, Sun Yinhu clenched his fists and turned to Lei Zhen reluctantly.
"Uncle, I was wrong."
"Hey, kid, hurry up and get up. I'm not even as old as you..."
Lei Zhen pretended to support him, but he just didn't move forward. It was so hypocritical.
"Lei Zhen, I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself." The old cat said helplessly, "My son has really been spoiled. Now he's grown so powerful that I can't control him."
"Brother, how many dishes are left?"
"Damn, there's another one in the pot!"
“…”
Seeing the old cat hurriedly running into the kitchen, Sun Yinhu slowly stood up, his eyes cold as if he wanted to kill someone.
He tapped Lei Zhen's nose, then turned and walked towards the yard.
"Do you dare to come?"
"There is nothing I dare not do."
Lei Zhen followed him into the yard, took out a cigarette and lit it with a smile.
"I'm just afraid that I won't have enough time to fulfill my filial duties, so whatever my father says is what I do. But people with different ideals cannot work together. You're just a gangster!"
"Get out of here after dinner. If I find you in my house again, I'll make you know what regret is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yinhu attacked with a hook punch.
“Whoosh!”
The punch is as fast as lightning and the explosion is astonishing.
“Bang!”
Lei Zhen stretched out his hand and slapped, his right palm arriving first and blocking the opponent's throat.
"If I had a knife in my hand, you would be dead now."
Sun Yinhu was angry and swept his right leg across.
But Lei Zhen's reaction was faster. The moment he raised his legs, he rushed in and placed his right palm on his throat again.
"A surprise attack must be based on 100% certainty. This is the concept of special operations. If the surprise attack fails, there should be unconditional withdrawal. This is the rule of special operations."
"Do I need you to teach me?"
Sun Yinhu roared and attacked more fiercely, and every move became a killing technique.
But it's totally useless!
No matter how he attacked, Lei Zhen would always hold his neck with his palm, reminding him that he was already dead.
"Special forces aren't a suicide squad. Who did you learn this desperate stance from?"
"You're dead again, be careful of your defense!"
"Special forces are the most sinister and despicable villains on the battlefield. They never face the enemy head-on. You're not vicious enough. You're just too far behind..."
While easily resolving Sun Yinhu's attacks, Lei Zhen was also instilling special warfare concepts that were 20 to 30 years ahead of the times into his nephew.
"Do you know anything about special forces?" Sun Yinhu said angrily, "You're just a gangster. What qualifications do you have to teach me?"
This guy stopped fighting and started to reason.
Lei Zhen was happy. He liked people who would reason with him when they couldn't win. Special forces really needed this kind of extroverted spirit.
"Special operations refer to special combat missions such as infiltration, sabotage, assassination, kidnapping, hostage rescue, and intelligence gathering carried out to achieve specific strategic and tactical objectives."
"It possesses diverse methods, meticulous planning, covert surprise, and quick resolution, including but not limited to land breakthroughs, underwater incursions, air raids, etc..."
Sun Yinhu was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't imagine that this gangster knew so much, and many things were new to him.
This was the theory of special operations systems decades later, and it was astonishing enough at a time when domestic special forces were still feeling their way forward.
“It’s time to eat!”
Following the old cat's shout, Lei Zhen immediately turned around and went into the house, not paying any attention to Sun Yinhu who was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
The rules of the underworld are to stop when it’s enough.
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