Chapter three hundred and ninety second Angel
"Who are you."
Zhao Gangliang's muscles suddenly became tense. Although he had fewer concerns abroad, his opponents also had fewer concerns, so Zhao Gangliang's nerves had never really relaxed.
"Don't be so excited."
The woman smiled and said, "You don't know who I am, but you must know who my son is."
Zhao Gang frowned and asked, "Your son? Who?"
"You guess?" the woman smiled strangely.
Of course, Zhao Gangling would not be bored to guess who the woman's son was. He had already subconsciously regarded the woman who put pressure on him as an enemy, so Zhao Gangling raised his hand and looked at the other party. It seemed that as long as the other party had any abnormal movement, he would respond to a devastating blow.
"It's really not fun."
The woman shook her head helplessly and said, "Do you know An Sizhao?"
"An Sizhao?"
Zhao Gang's brows relaxed slightly and said, "You...you aren't An Sizhao's fucking?"
"Hahaha, do you think we look like each other?" the woman asked.
"I can't even be sure what An Sizhao looks like. How can I know if you look like you?" Zhao Gang-ling frowned and said, "If you are really An Sizhao's fucking, then why are you looking for me?"
"I heard that my son was wanted by Interpol."
The woman said, "And I happened to know that there were a few people on the Interpol here, so I went to avenge my son and by the way, come and see the son of the old friend."
"You did the explosion!" Zhao Gangliang stared at the other party with wide eyes.
"That's right."
The woman nodded and said, "It's a pity that the leader of the serious crime team did not die, otherwise my son would have lost a lot of trouble."
"Auntie is so awesome."
Zhao Gangliang sincerely exclaimed.
You know, that is, Interpol's office in Milan City, there must be a master in it. The person in front of him can put the bomb in without realizing it. This is a kind of ability in itself, at least he can't do it.
Of course, I can kill everyone inside directly, but if I do that, I will probably be wanted by the whole world like the original uncle who pulled the bench.
"It's just a few little kids." The woman shook her head and said, "Your dad, are you okay?"
"My dad?"
Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then thought of the old friend's son as the woman mentioned before, and hurriedly said, "Do you know my dad?"
"Of course, who doesn't know Zhao Tiezhu of the Zhao family?" the woman smiled and said, "But, your father and I are just meeting each other."
Zhao Gang-rye naturally would not believe that this woman and I really met one-on-one relationship, because this woman must be very beautiful when she saw her young age, and I was the kind of person who basically never let her meet a beautiful woman. Even if she didn't let her go, she would have to beg for nothing and be familiar with others. How could it be just a one-on-one relationship?
"Auntie, An Sizhao, is it really your son?" Zhao Gangliang asked.
"It's my son."
The woman nodded.
"Who is An Sizhao's father?" Zhao Gangqing asked again.
"His dad? I don't know either." The woman shrugged and said, "I really can't remember it."
As soon as he heard this woman say this, Zhao Gang-ling knew that this woman didn't want to tell him who An Sizhao's father was. Zhao Gang-ling sighed and was about to sigh at the miserable fate of An Sizhao, but suddenly, Zhao Gang-ling thought of something.
When Zhao Gang-ling thought of this thing, he suddenly became excited.
"Auntie, An Sizhao's father, it won't be!!!" Zhao Gang's eyes widened and looked at the other party with trembling eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The woman smiled and said, "I'm here today to see you. Since I saw it, even if the matter is done, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. By the way, no matter what you think of, I hope you don't tell your dad, okay, just do it first."
After saying that, the woman turned around and walked away.
Zhao Gangliang wanted to stop him, but when he thought of the other party's identity, Zhao Gangliang didn't even dare to stop him.
Although the woman told her not to say anything to me, Zhao Gangliang immediately called her back.
After all, there is a huge mystery about to be revealed, and Zhao Gangliang can't take care of so many things.
"Hello."
Zhao Tiezhu's voice on the other end of the phone was a little confused, and it seemed that he was still sleeping.
"dad."
Zhao Gang-ling said, "Ask you something."
"What's up?"
"Do you know women in Europe? I mean, old lovers, or something." Zhao Gangliang said.
"Uh...ahhhh, what did you say? I didn't hear it. The signal is a bit bad. I'll call you later."
After Zhao Tiezhu finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
A few minutes later, Zhao Tiezhu called again.
"I said, "Boy, what did you find in Italy?" Zhao Tiezhu said in a low voice, "Your mother was next to me just now, and I almost heard it."
"I didn't find anything, but, dad, do you have it?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.
"How many of this are there? I just don't know who you are talking about." Zhao Tiezhu said a little embarrassedly.
As a romantic figure, although Zhao Tiezhu has many wives around him, outside, Zhao Tiezhu actually has many confidants. You know, when he was in his twenties, there were so many wives around him. Now he is in his forties, so it is natural to have more confidants.
"Is there anyone...well, who looks like a minority, or she will disguise!" Zhao Gangling asked.
"Disguise!!" Zhao Tiezhu's voice suddenly became louder, "Have you met An Qier?"
"Anqier?"
Zhao Gang-ling said, "I don't know what her name is, but her son is An Sizhao."
"An Sizhao...An Sizhao!! My grass, that's right, it's Angel!!" Zhao Tiezhu shouted, "Son, hurry up and chase her back, hurry up!"
"She has left long ago." Zhao Gang-ling said.
"My grass, Angel, why did you run away again? I've been looking for you for more than ten years."
Zhao Tiezhu's voice was a little lonely, and Zhao Gangliang was so tactful that he didn't speak.
After a long time.
"Gangliu, if An Sizhao is really An Qier's son, then he should be my son." Zhao Tiezhu said.
"Dad, it's not so bloody."
“That’s it.”
Zhao Tiezhu said, "Oh, why didn't I remember it earlier? Is your friend An Sizhao very good at disguise?"
"Yes, Dad, you didn't know it now, right? Logically speaking, there should be no shortage of you around me." Zhao Gangliang said.
"Whoever is around you has to do with me," said Zhao Tiezhu, "Why do I have so much time to investigate?"
"Forehead…"
Chapter completed!