Livestreaming the Hunt

Because Dongfang Miao's surname is a compound surname, it does look a little more formal than the usual name.

But since she was two years older than Wang Kui, she couldn't just be called by her nickname like her best friend, but he felt something was wrong when she was called sister.

"Oh, mom, you can call it whatever you like, so don't worry about it..."

Dongfang Miao quickly refuted to her mother that she wanted to cry but had no tears.

"What do you mean worrying about others? I'm worrying about you! Girls are not gentle at all. They always study fencing and shooting every day. I should really let your father talk about you someday!"

Mother Ye glared at her daughter with her beautiful eyes.

As soon as he heard that his father was brought out, Dongfang Miao became wilted in an instant, and immediately lowered his head to eat.

Wang Kui understood it. It seemed that this woman's father was indeed very strict, which made her dress up like a gentle and obedient girl at home.

"It's okay for girls to like guns. I think those female soldiers in the army are also very heroic!"

The old man grumbled for his granddaughter.

"Hmmmm!"

Hearing her grandfather's agreement, Dongfang Miao quickly raised her head and nodded frantically like a chicken eating rice.

"Dad, Miao Miao is not a soldier, she wields knives and guns every day, how can boys like her!"

Mother Ye belonged to the kind of traditional woman, but when the topic changed, she looked at Wang Kui tenderly again, and said with a smile, "By the way, Wang Kui, do you have a girlfriend now?"

"Uh...no."

Wang Kui swallowed the meat in his mouth and answered truthfully.

Not to mention, the chefs arranged by this army for the old man are really skilled. Although the pot-packed meat is not as authentic as the Northeast, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is quite delicious.

"Oh, no wonder..."

Hearing this answer, Mother Ye's beautiful eyes curved even more into a smile, "Miaomiao is so big, I have never seen her invite any boy to her house in such a hurry, you are the first one, and you also specially asked Wu Ma, said that you may not be used to Shanghai cuisine, so you need to cook more Northeast cuisine."

When Dongfang Miao heard this, her delicate eyebrows like willow leaves raised slightly, and she came to her senses: "No, Mom, the one who invited Wang Kui, wasn't Grandpa and you? It was you who asked me to..."

Before she finished speaking.

Mother Ye swept over with a "death stare", and she immediately closed her mouth like an ababa dumb.

The old man laughed and didn't speak.

"Thank you Grandpa and Auntie for their hospitality!"

Wang Kui followed with a word of thanks.

However, although it was the old man and Ye Mu who invited him, it must be Dongfang Miao who asked the back chef to cook more Northeast dishes.

The two of them only had dinner twice, one Shanghai cuisine and one Thai cuisine. Wang Kui was not interested in either.

"Thank you!"

Wang Kui leaned over and whispered.

When Dongfang Miao heard this, she paused for a moment, covered her ears and temples with gray hair, and she blushed a little, but soon, she turned her head and gave him a cool look, as if to say, I have good observation skills, right?

A meal down.

Mother Ye asked Wang Kui a lot about his future plans, and the old man also told a lot of interesting stories about Miao Miao's childhood.

For example, when she was eight years old, because her sister was bullied, Miao Miao insisted on a one-on-one duel with others, but in the end she was hammered all over her head.

Perhaps since then, she has liked sports and fitness, fencing and shooting.

Dongfang Miao's family is a little different from Wang Kui's imagination.

Although there are some rules of the big family, but it is not like in the novel, why one looks down on one's background, the other asks how many houses, what car to drive, etc. All kinds of pretentious and slapping plots.

Alas, life really doesn't have so many things like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

A meal is over.

Because he had to fly to Yanjing at night, Wang Kui sat for a while before preparing to leave.

Mother Ye urged Dongfang Miao to go out to see him off, and strongly urged him to come over for dinner when he had time.

"Did my mother scare you today? I'm sorry..."

In the villa area, next to the public parking space, Dongfang Miao sent it to the car and apologized for Ye Mu.

"Why, Auntie is very cute."

Wang Kui didn't care about these things. At this moment, he suddenly thought, "If you have time, can you help me go to my house to feed the dog? I'm going to Somalia in the next week..."

Yang Ce has been very busy these days because of the foundation and discussing the island.

That girl Ding Yiyi hasn't arrived yet.

"Somalia? Fighting pirates? Must be interesting..."

As soon as Dongfang Miao heard these three words, the thrilling and exciting sea battle scene came to mind, "No problem, you can do it with confidence and boldly, leave the logistics to me, and get to know your good helper by the way!!"

"Thank you. When you enter the door, show the key and shake it. They all know each other and won't bite."

Wang Kui took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Dongfang Miao.

Then the two touched their fists, waved their hands, and left separately.

In court.

Dongfang Xian picked up a bowl of tea and took a sip, "What do you think of this kid?"

"From the perspective of temperament, he has an upright character and is very capable of fighting. Like Miaomiao, he focuses on strengthening the core of the waist and abdomen and the thighs, taking the explosive route, but it is much better than Miaomiao, but there are a few more in the eyes. Divide hostility, murderous aura is a bit heavy."

Sitting behind him, Zhao Shanyue, the guard who has been serving the old man closely, answered truthfully.

He was originally an elite soldier of the Special Police Regiment of the Modu Garrison District. This is a special elite of only two units in the country. He has practiced martial arts for 13 years and has performed special missions for four years.

"Hunter, which knife edge is not stained with blood..."

Dongfang Xian admired Wang Kui very much, "Didn't you also be a thorn in the years when you were in the special police team, it's okay for young people to be a bit aggressive, but if you match up with him, how sure are you?"

"If it's barehanded, it's probably 80%."

Zhao Shanyue seemed very confident.

"Hahaha... I don't think so..."

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Xian shook his head with a smile, and sighed: "It's not a good thing to be able to spend two years in 722... Next time he comes over, you two can help."

Holding hands is sparring.

Leave the military compound.

Wang Kui first went to pick up Zhao Zhongheng, beat him up, and after avenging Dagu and Batu, the two began to pack their equipment and passports, and took the flight that night to Yanjing.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the Capital International Airport.

At the domestic exit, a "young uncle" wearing a blue T-shirt and white casual shorts, with a slicked back hair, handsome facial features, and a little cyan beard, was holding a sign saying "Welcome Hero Wang Kui to Beijing" in his hand. The embarrassing sign was Jiang Chen who came to pick him up.

have to say.

This guy is obviously not young, and looks like he is in his thirties, but he is full of aura.

As soon as we met, I gave Wang Kui a big hug, "I'm finally waiting for you, my hero!"

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