Chapter 353

It seemed that he was dissatisfied with the result, and Shan Yufeng frowned.

Just then, a burst of applause broke out: "it seems that in a few years, I won't be your master."

Shan Yufeng was stunned by the familiar voice. When he turned his head, a surprise appeared on his face: "Uncle yuan, are you back from your task?"

"Yes, I've been away for many years. Your boy grows so fast that he's on my shoulder."

Hearing the speech, Shan Yufeng raised a proud smile: "in order to become the strongest person in the army, I am working hard."

Yuanye praised the location head: "good, ambitious and promising."

Shan Yufeng is a real red third generation. His grandfather is the senior colonel of the x Army and his father is a colonel, but he should be promoted from the Colonel soon. Shan Yufeng himself worked very hard. Although the army did not grant him a title, he has made a lot of achievements. When he is old, it is also possible to jump over the level.

"So is uncle yuan. Tell me about your mission this time. Is it interesting?"

Yuanye stood in front of him and began to recall his years in the Tenglong group. He picked up a few things that were not light or heavy and said. Unfortunately, Shan Yufeng was in front of him, not an ordinary 20-year-old boy.

"Well, I don't ask. What uncle Yuan said is not the point. I don't like to listen." he lowered his head and played with the pistol. He disassembled and assembled it very fast.

Yuanye looked at it and praised it again and again. He thought of something and asked, "tell me why you went to city B last time?"

Referring to city B, Shan Yufeng was stunned. The first thing he remembered was an ancient and strange little face.

Then he cleared his throat, pretended to be nothing and said, "I'll go to the benefactor."

"Oh? Don't you give up?"

"I already have a suspect. I think it should be him!"

Harano was curious: "who?"

Shaking his head, Shan Yufeng said: "you should not know him. On the surface, he is a very excellent entrepreneur, but I think he looks not simple at all."

City B, outstanding entrepreneur, not easy to look at?

At this time, the field suddenly constructed a human shape in his mind——

"Tell me your name. I've been in city B for a long time this time. Maybe I've seen it."

"Aren't you in Japan?"

Only then found that he inadvertently revealed the news in the task. Harano cleared his throat and stared at him: "confidential task, the less you know, the better, but since you know, I'll say more."

Shan Yufeng was interested: "tell me quickly, what are you doing in city B?"

"Fujiwara Hao died unexpectedly..."

After talking for half an hour, Yuanye gave a general idea of the dragon's pulse. Then he found that his eyebrows were frowning. He seemed to have something on his mind, so he asked curiously, "what's the matter with you?"

"Finally? Is Lu Cangyao dead?"

"He can't die. I'm curious about him. His courage and intelligence are different from ordinary people. If he becomes a soldier, he should have a very promising future."

Knowing that Lu Cangyao was all right, the young man quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then hummed: "it's also excellent that people are not soldiers."

"Do you know him?"

"By chance."

I see. It's a deep fate.

Without much thought, Yuanye said, "you haven't told me what the name of the person you say is?"

"I don't want to say."

“……”

The boy didn't deliberately take out the benefactor in his mouth to deceive him for the sake of routine words!?

Shan Yufeng suddenly stood on tiptoe, smiled and hooked his shoulder and said, "Uncle yuan, you're not willing to teach me how to shoot. I'm better than... He!"

"He? You said you saved your K?"

"En en!"

It seems that the boy should know who K is, but he deliberately kept it from him. However, Yuanye's curiosity about K is not strong, and there is no intersection between them.

"I can teach you. Call the master first."

Hearing the speech, Shan Yufeng frowned: "no, I already have a master."

Hearing his words, Yuanye almost gushed blood: "who pestered me to recognize the master to learn shooting?"

"When I was young, you wouldn't let me touch the gun. Now I'm determined to recognize K as a master, so I can't 'betray the master'."

"They promised?"

"That's not true, but when I practice good shooting skills, he will certainly accept it!"

Yuanye took a smoke from the corner of his mouth: "you are so clever at calculation. How do I feel that you don't just want to recognize him as a master? What else did you not say?"

In my mind, I involuntarily reappeared a cold and loving face. The boy's cheeks were slightly red: "nothing, I want to be strong now."

"Everyone who wants to be strong has a reason," such as himself.

Seems to think of something, the field's eyes sank.

Now his parents are his adoptive parents. All along, he wants to find the murderer who killed his biological parents, but he has no clue for so many years.

"Forget it, don't press you. You can learn marksmanship. Now I'm free on holiday. During the rest month, I can teach you two hours a day."

"Thank you, uncle yuan!"

In the next few days, Yuanye came to the original house to report every day as he promised.

Old man Shan stood at the window on the second floor and looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer in the back garden, but his eyebrows frowned.

"Dad, are you looking for me?"

Hearing his son's voice, Shan Yunyang slowly turned around with a face that was not angry: "did you let Yuanye teach Yufeng gun at home?"

"Yes, Yufeng has talent. His future status may still be above us. The country needs a talent like him."

Shan Yunyang certainly knew his grandson's potential, but he said from the beginning that he didn't want Yuanye to teach his grandson.

"Chunsheng, there's something I haven't told you. It's time to say it now."

Outside, harano happened to teach Shan Yufeng to see the old man. As a result, he heard his name and stood there without leaving or knocking.

"Dad, what has something to do with the field?"

Old man Shan nodded solemnly.

It seems that he fell into the thought of the past and opened his mouth for a long time: "Yuanye has always wanted to find the murderer who killed his biological parents."

"I know. I promised to help him, but I couldn't find any clue."

"Of course you can't find it, because there are few people involved in this matter now."

Simple Sheng's face slightly changed and his tone was a little anxious: "Dad, is there another secret about his parents' death?"

"Alas..."

Sighed, old man Shan said, "I killed his parents."

"How possible!"

The field outside the house was also stunned. He was cold all over. The soles of his feet were filled with lead and couldn't move.

Just then, footsteps came from behind. He looked scarlet into the room, walked heavily and turned away.

"Grandpa, uncle yuan... Eh, uncle yuan is not here?"

Looking at his son who appeared at the door, pure Sheng's face drooped: "why didn't you knock when you entered grandpa's room?"

Seeing that his grandson was educated, the old man immediately said, "I allow it. What do you say he does?"

"Dad, I know you love him, but he has grown up and must abide by some rules."

"Yufeng is not a child. He had a good relationship with his grandfather before he opened the door directly. You can't, you know?"

When Shan Yufeng was three years old, he was thrown into the army by his father to receive devil training. As a result, he had too much exercise and couldn't bear the body load. As a result, he lived in the hospital for more than two months.

Since then, Mr. Shan, the five generation single biographer, quit, forced his grandson to be spoiled by himself, and didn't pay attention to his own son for more than half a year, so he didn't dare to mention training his son again.

At this moment, hearing his father's words, the middle-aged man looked sad: "Dad, you..."

"Don't be wordy. Isn't there something else in your army? Let's go quickly."

Sighed, Chun Sheng stared at his fearless son and nodded, "OK, I'll go first. That matter... Let's talk about it in detail when we have time."

As soon as he left, the young man immediately walked up to the old man with a smile: "Grandpa, my shooting skills have improved a lot. I'll show you next time."

Hearing the speech, old man Shan looked proud and Yan: "my grandson has talent and learns everything quickly." when he thought of something, he said, "come on, grandpa has got a good thing for you recently."

Shan Yufeng asked curiously, "what is it?"

The old man went to the cabinet, opened the second drawer and took out a box, which seemed to be a gift from others.

"This is a simulated pistol made of special materials. I know you like collecting all kinds of guns. Here you are."

After taking the gun, Shan Yufeng touched it with love on his face: "well, it's beautiful. It's like real."

Looking at his happy appearance, old man Shan also smiled: "don't underestimate it. Although it is a simulated gun, it also has strong lethality, and you see below, this is a rare obsidian, which adds value to it."

"Thank you, Grandpa. I like it very much."

"Ha ha."

When Shan Yufeng put the gun back into the box to take it away, Yu Guang swept into another dark wooden box in the cabinet and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what's that? The box looks very special."

Looking in the direction of grandson, the old man was stunned. It seemed that he had put it there for a long time and was about to forget it.

In a moment, he sighed, reached out his wrinkled hand and picked it up.

"When you grow up, it doesn't hurt to tell you." then he entered the password, opened the box and said, "it's called 'Xiang pendant', which itself is invaluable. But in fact, it has another secret..."

It sounds mysterious. Shan Yufeng is a little excited when he looks at the pendant.

He asked curiously, "what's the secret? The shape seems a little strange. It seems to be divided in two?"

"Yes, it's only half. Grandpa now tells you its story. During the Republic of China..."

Shan Yufeng's expression changed from curiosity to shock, then to silence. At last, he said seriously, "Grandpa, I understand that if I get it, I will get a terrible weapon treasure, which is likely to endanger the whole country."

Nodding, the old man sighed heavily: "this thing has been in my hand for more than 20 years. When I die, I will hand it over to your father, and then he will pass it to you. I hope he can pass it on from generation to generation in a single family, and there is no chance to be one."