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"Remember, you are dealing with a group of lunatics, and the only ones who can subdue lunatics are lunatics!" After passing the initial selection, the man lying on the ground exhausted listened to what he said. At that moment, he suddenly understood why the proud and proud man in front of him was so dazzling, yes! He is a madman! Totally.
However, it was this madman who made them admire him to the point of admiration. It was this madman who won everyone's hearts.
Chu Lan thought, if it weren't for this madman, he would still be in prison and giving up on himself. Yes, he is dazzling, like the king in the chess game. He has the charm that makes every knight swear loyalty to him. He is the true pride of heaven.
July 2004
Pushing open the door of the conference room, without knocking, reporting, or saluting, Ye Ziyu raised his eyes and saw an empty long table in the conference room, with an old man sitting at the head, eyes slightly closed.
"Grandpa Tangstin." He walked in and closed the door gently. The old man who was sitting quietly changed his posture and waved to the young man. Opening his eyes, his sight touched the boy's shadow and became soft.
Ye Ziyu sat down near the old man. Only when this old man is around will the young man look like a young man, and will warmth flow through his eyes. "Do you really have to do it, Wei An?" Ye Ziyu smiled silently, then stood up and walked towards the window. "Grandpa, listen to me, there are some things that no one will do if you don't do them. Isn't there a saying in Buddhism: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
He turned around, his eyes full of tenderness, "Besides, Grandpa, isn't this also my father's will?"
Tangstin did not continue to persuade him, because he knew that it would be impossible for him to persuade the young man in front of him. No, he is a boy who is transforming into a sharp man. He didn't smile, just nodded in acquiescence.
Seeing that grandpa no longer stopped him, Ye Ziyu, also known as Vian Aldrich, solemnly performed a standard and powerful military salute to the old man.
In September of the same year, the Chicago military branch of the United States received a secret military message from the Pentagon.