Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 120 Death penalty and death are two different things

In the northern part of Jinshan Cape, there is an extremely luxurious manor.

In an antique study on the third floor, a faint scent of sandalwood wafts through the air.

The incense burner on the corner of the table emitted wisps of green smoke. A man was wearing silver-framed glasses and a white cotton T-shirt.

A man in his early thirties was sitting in a chair, reading a book quietly.

And the book he was reading was written by a great man of all time.

It can be seen from the yellowed pages that he has read this book many times.

But every time, I enjoy watching it.

At this moment, the cell phone placed aside suddenly rang.

He put the book down and picked up the phone to answer it.

"Hey, Dad, are you enjoying your vacation in Niu Maldives?"

"Shayang! Let me ask you, do you know about your brother's incident?"

The man was slightly stunned for a moment, then immediately frowned and asked with concern: "Is Shaka getting into trouble outside again?"

When he learned that Sha Yang was unaware of the situation, the tone on the other end of the phone softened slightly.

It was no longer a questioning tone, but was said in a very helpless tone.

"I just received news that your brother was arrested in Yan Country."

"Yan Country? What is he doing there?"

"A while ago, he told me that he wanted to open up a new channel for the family business, and he said it could bring in tenfold or a hundredfold profits. But I ended up scolding him!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was shaking with anger, but more of it was filled with disappointment.

Shayang sat up straight and his expression began to become serious.

"Could it be that my stupid brother ran over there and got caught committing a crime?"

"Did this guy take too many drugs? The whole world knows how strict the Eastern Dragon's control is in this area. How dare he..."

"Don't say that for now!"

The voice on the other end suddenly sounded much older, and he sighed.

"Although Shaka is a useless kid who always likes to have wild ideas, he is far inferior to you in terms of ability."

"But no matter what, he is your half-brother."

"Both of you have my excellent blood flowing in your bodies, and you have inherited my genes."

"So, I don't want anything to happen to your brother, and I don't want to see him die young. Do you understand me?"

Sha Yang frowned and said with some embarrassment, "But Father, you know the rules over there. Over fifty grams is a direct death penalty."

"Since Shaka dared to go there, he must have brought a lot with him. I can't just..."

The person on the other end didn't listen to his explanation at all, but spoke in a stern tone.

"Don't say these useless words. I know that with your intelligence, as long as you want, there will definitely be a way to get the person out."

"He is your younger brother. In the future, all family businesses will be handed over to you two to manage. You must save him!"

"I understand, father. I will try my best to find a solution."

After the call was hung up, Sha Yangjing's frown immediately relaxed.

He made himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

It was as if what happened just now was completely insignificant.

It couldn't even affect his mood for drinking tea and reading.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.

Then, the door was pushed open by a burly man in a suit.

"Master, this is all the information you asked me to investigate a while ago."

Sha Yang raised his hand to take it and started flipping through it.

The document records in detail Shaka's entire action process.

Including the route taken, how many people were killed or injured, and where the traveling college students were encountered.

Also, how he ended up killing himself was recorded in great detail.

Sha Yang looked at the burly man and asked casually, "Do you know where Shaka is being held temporarily, or which prison?"

"This is still under investigation. I believe there will be results soon, but..."

The strong man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, you are not really planning to rescue him?"

"That guy is just a idiot. He'll come back and fight with you for your inheritance. You might as well borrow someone else's hand and get rid of him."

Instead of being angry, Sha Yang smiled faintly.

"No matter what, he's still my half brother. If something happens to him, how can I, as his older brother, just sit back and do nothing?"

"Also, you had the new drug in his room analyzed. What were the results?"

The burly man shook his head. "The purity is extremely high, much higher than anything we've sold before. Our drug makers simply can't produce something of this quality."

"I wonder where Shaka got such a high-purity stuff from?"

"The East." Sha Yang answered without hesitation.

"You mean, Shaka went there to bring back another batch of goods?"

"Is there a possibility that he wants to bring back the person who made this thing?"

Hearing this, the man in the suit suddenly understood: "No wonder his account suddenly lost 20 million. It turned out to be a deposit paid to someone else!"

"But according to the information we received, there weren't any experts in this field among the arrested personnel. They didn't even find the slightest trace of it?"

Sha Yang smiled and said, "Although my brother doesn't have great wisdom, he still has a lot of cleverness."

"He must have hidden the person. I guess only he knows where he is hiding."

"You mean, we still have to rescue him?"

"Yes."

"But it's pretty strict over there. Shaka is 100% a death penalty!"

"The death penalty and a dead person are two different things." Sha Yang smiled and took a sip of tea.

"Before the time is right, I have to put on an act for my father to see. In addition, the person who made this new drug will be of great help to our future plans, so Shaka cannot die."

"Contact the Devil Mercenary Group, pay them a two million deposit, and tell them there's going to be a big job coming soon."

"Yes, Master."

The burly man left the study and closed the door again.

Sha Yang made a cup of tea, but his cold gaze fell on the last page of the information.

"My foolish brother, you finally listened to me and were about to accomplish something great, but in the end you fell flat on your face at the hands of a bunch of brats."

"If you were to die like this, you, who are so stubborn and proud, would definitely feel aggrieved, right?"

"Wait a little longer, and then I will not only rescue you, but also give you a chance to avenge yourself."

.......

In the hospital's inpatient department, Ward 623 on the sixth floor.

The TV series "Soldier Assault" is being rebroadcast on TV.

For many military fans and those who have served in the military.

This TV series is not only the pinnacle of military dramas in everyone's mind, but also a classic among classics.

Even the later Special 1 and Fire Blue Blade, which had good ratings, could not shake his position in the slightest.

It was also this drama that made everyone realize that military dramas without female characters and love stories can be so interesting!

The reason is that the characters in the play are so vivid and real.

There were no rebellious college students who beat up the squad leader, nor were there any naughty recruits who disobeyed orders.

There is no special forces shouting at the top of their lungs in embarrassment: We are a group of warriors from hell!

In the play, from Xu Sanduo, Wu Liuyi, Shi Jin, to Gao Cheng, and then to Yuan Lang.

Everyone has a soldier-like appearance.

The six words "never abandon, never give up" run through the whole process.

Of course, there are also many plots and characters in the play that leave everyone with too many regrets...

At this moment, Zhao Pengfei was wearing a hospital gown, half lying on the bed in a daze.

My eyes were fixed on the TV, but my mind was wandering somewhere else.

Although more than ten days have passed since that life-and-death battle.

But whenever he closed his eyes, he would always involuntarily recall the scene when Qin Feng led the enemy away for him.

The TV started to play commercials, and Zhao Pengfei prepared to change the channel.

His left hand was in a cast, and he could only pick up the remote control with his trembling right hand.

Once, twice, three times...

Zhao Pengfei's fingers were shaking so badly that he couldn't complete the instructions at all.

On the seventh try, he finally pressed it, but accidentally pressed and held the volume button.

Suddenly, the voice became very high-pitched, even a little harsh.

When the nurse outside the door heard this, she frowned and asked him to turn down the volume because other patients needed to rest.

So Zhao Pengfei could only fiddle with it for a while like a child who had made a mistake, before the sound returned to normal.

But in just a short while, I was sweating profusely.

This is not the first time.

He had noticed this problem ever since he was able to sit up.

Zhao Pengfei took a deep breath, turned slightly to the side, and wanted to pick up the oranges on the bedside table.

But after trying several times, I couldn't even hold it, let alone pick it up.

He felt like his hands were like the loose clamps in a claw machine.

If you catch it ten times, you can only hit the target once at most.

On the fourth time, Zhao Pengfei finally got the orange in his hand.

What was originally an ordinary action brought him the greatest excitement and joy at this moment.

But when he tried to bring the orange in front of him, his right hand began to spasm uncontrollably.

This orange, which symbolizes good luck, also fell to the ground.

It rolled along the bed all the way to the door of the ward.

Until I came across a pair of leather shoes, I finally stopped...