1592: Breaking It Off Completely

Breaking It Off Completely

Somali, sea territory. 1

He went for this international aid program alone. The international aid program was split into two teams: five to six countries on the surface, and four countries in the dark. He was one of the latter. If he was captured by the men here, the government would not admit his identity. This was something that every soldier carrying out international missions knew.

Especially since this was a sensitive area and he needed to investigate a major case.

Mu Yuan sat on the deck with short-sleeves and shorts. There were a few camouflage stripes on his face. He was accompanied by quite a few soldiers, all of whom were allies of his country. They had just emerged from the jungle, and everyone's faces were dirty.

Other than the camouflage stripes, there was another layer of disguise on his skin. While his facial features remained unchanged, his pale face was painted to dark bronze, making him look extremely sexy.

He had a huge build and a calm expression. There was an overwhelming sense of hormones from him, like a male full of fighting spirit.

He held a cigar in his mouth and faced the sea breeze with a gloomy expression.

A man walked to his side. "Major, what are you thinking about?"

The man had blonde hair and came from the most romantic country in the world. He was very flirtatious and could hold a conversation very well, acting as the team's happy pill. Mu Yuan spit out a ring of smoke. "Nothing."

He no longer had the mood to confide in his comrades.

"There's something wrong with the American soldiers there," said Mark, glancing at the cabin before shrugging. "Anyway, it's none of our business. Let them fight amongst themselves."

Mu Yuan laughed coldly. Those people were not from the same camp as Jack. They were the Anderson family's archenemy. For this international aid program, the two teams were in conflict and disagreement.

It was uncertain if they would sabotage them.

Jack…

The smell of tobacco choked up the lungs from the windpipe, and he felt a dull pain in his internal organs. Mu Yuan was like a wild beast that had nowhere to escape to as icy-cold arrows kept piercing into his old wounds. It was painful and dull, yet he could only clench his teeth and endure it. He did not even make any sounds that showed that he was hurting.

A cigar was disappearing gradually. Recently, he had been addicted to the smell of tobacco, smoking cigars one after another without end.

Tobacco and white wine had become his best friends at midnight.

"Let us entertain them."

Mu Yuan frowned. "What entertainment?"

"My team has been upset with them since a long time ago. Why don't we set a trap and turn them against themselves? I heard that they had already set a trap for Jack. And he's a legend in anti-terrorism operations."

As he spoke, he laughed. "Even he's anticipating it."

Mu Yuan threw his cigar and said blandly, "I'm not interested."

When the ship was docked, he saw someone surprising: Shan Ning, his childhood friend and one of his best friends. He found out that Shan Ning also belonged to the special forces and was studying international relations now. He wanted to follow after his family's footsteps and become a diplomat. Shan Ning's parents were all foreign ambassadors.

"Shan Ning, why are you here?" On the island, the setting sun was dazzling, beautiful, and tragic, making the ocean seem heavy in comparison. His friend stood before the sunset, looking at him with a smile. He was gentle and handsome like the memories of his childhood. He always gave him warmth and protection.

"I'm your liaison officer," said Shan Ning with a smile. "Your father is worried about you, so he wanted to send a liaison officer to you. I am the one with the best fighting skills amongst the diplomats, as well as the one who's most familiar with the special forces' battle modes. If I'm not sent, who will be?"

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