As soon as he got home, Zhou Zhenhua looked at the very luxurious manor and felt like he was a rebirth. Five years ago, he had no feeling about this manor that covers an area of ​​dozens of acres, had to walk for half an hour, and had to walk for three hours, and could only drive a kart to cross.

Five years ago, he hadn't seen much of the world, and at most he just felt that the manor was bigger.

Today, five years later, Zhou Zhenhua, who had already performed missions around the world, suddenly felt that his home was very large. To describe it in one sentence, the castles that the Arab princes and the like lived in were not as luxurious as their own home.

But to be honest, there is nothing to attract oneself in the luxurious manor. However, the more than 50 powerful hunting dogs kept in the manor made Zhou Zhenhua’s eyes shiny.

Not only that, Zhou Zhenhua also saw the powerful security system from various hidden places.

Maybe others can't see it, but Zhou Zhenhua is very clear. This is what an expert can tell if he feels when he takes action. Under Zhou Zhenhua's observation, the bodyguard sitting in front couldn't help but nod. He felt in his heart that this young master was a person with goods.

And he knew that Zhou Zhenhua was now considering the shortcomings of these security systems, and habitually simulated the flaws of the security system in his brain and how to use individual soldiers to attack this luxurious manor.

But in the end, Zhou Zhenhua had no choice but to find that this manor could not infiltrate alone. Because various security systems were too developed, unless they drove tanks and armored vehicles. Even if they drove an armed helicopter, they would be shot down by an automatic cruise missile if they were three kilometers away from the manor without identity verification. The entire manor was simply called a fortress.

But there is no fortress in this world that cannot be broken through.

A prince of Arabia, known as the world's strongest security castle, Zhou Zhenhua once led his troops to sneak in. Although his own security system is not worse than that of the Arab prince, it gives Zhou Zhenhua enough time to study it. It takes a year and a half to sneak in alone. Zhou Zhenhua firmly believes that if he sneaks in alone like himself, there will be no more than three in the whole world.

"Hua'er, why haven't you got off the bus yet?"

Just when Zhou Zhenhua was accustomed to simulating and sneaking in his brain, the mother found that her son was distracted. She thought that her son had just returned home and was a little uncomfortable. She immediately urged her a little, but found that her son looked at her and immediately walked under the car. She habitually reached into her arms and held the gun, and looked around vigilantly.

The bodyguards around them almost fainted collectively because Zhou Zhenhua's subconscious actions made them feel an insult.

Bodyguards also have dignity. As a protected person, they do so now, obviously because of distrust of these bodyguards. But they know that Zhou Zhenhua is like this because of a subconscious action. Because during his mercenary career, he has protected the US president seven times and the British prime minister three times. As for African chiefs, Arab princes, etc., he is completely out of consideration.

It’s another war occupational disease. Even in his own home, Zhou Zhenhua habitually makes this move.

Maybe the layman Zhou's mother could not see it, but the bodyguards of the Zhou family could see it very clearly. For a moment, they admired the eldest son of the Zhou family, who was really excellent and vigilant. At the same time, they also secretly remembered that they must teach the eldest son of the Zhou family. There is no way, this is too insulting.

Zhou's father discovered this smartly, but he did not say it, but smiled mysteriously and asked casually: "Hua'er, how is the family's security system done?"

Zhou's father was just adding fuel to the fire. A casual question made Zhou Zhenhua, a guy who had not adapted to a peaceful life, react. After his father asked this, he immediately answered honestly: "It's not bad, but there are still many things to be improved."

The bodyguards around them all had a full eye, but they were the boss, and even if they were not happy, they could not say anything. They all remembered secretly and said nothing.

But Zhou's father obviously felt that the oil was not pouring enough, so he asked casually: "Are you confident that a single soldier will break in!"

"Yes!!!" Whatever Zhou's father asked, the eldest son of the Zhou family would honestly answer.

However, such an honest answer was really angering the bodyguard's self-esteem. One of them had a bit impulsive personality and immediately muttered in a low voice: "Impossible..."

After saying that, several bodyguards around him were shocked to immediately hit him to remind him. The bodyguard seemed to realize that he had made a mistake and immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Why!"

Who knew that before Zhou's father could speak, Zhou Zhenhua actually sighed first. Some good opinions about the bodyguards just now actually sighed in this sigh. The bodyguards around him were all angry. But they didn't dare to say anything anymore, so they could only suppress their voices and swallow the words into their stomachs.

"Guoqiang, my son just came home. Look at what you asked?" After saying that, Zhou's mother was sad and wanted to wipe her tears: "You have been scolded like this by you, are you satisfied."

Zhou Guoqiang smiled, as if he was very satisfied with his son. A smile appeared on his face, but when he saw his son looking at him in surprise, he immediately restrained his smile and snorted heavily: "After accompanying me to the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors!"

"Yes!" Zhou Zhenhua subconsciously stood up and responded.

Zhou's father naturally walked forward expressionlessly. But the moment he turned his back, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face. Yes, he was so satisfied with his son. He originally thought it would take three or four years to hone him into this, but he didn't expect that his son would have reached the level of being so fast that the famous Heishui could not pick up the thorns. Thinking about the reluctance of Heishui's boss when he was in charge of Heishui and wanted people, he seemed to be reluctant and a little unwilling to let go. Zhou's father was so satisfied with his son's excellence.

It’s just that Zhou’s father is not good at expressing his feelings, so his satisfaction has never been shown in front of Zhou Zhenhua. These are all strict tutors, and Zhou’s father is very hard-working.

"We should worship our ancestors!" Zhou's mother Yang Qiong also agreed with her father's instructions. As a traditional Chinese woman, Zhou's mother agreed with Zhou's father's request.

However, after Zhou's mother agreed, she couldn't help but say, "Zhenhua just came back, so she should be very tired now! Do you want to take a break first?"

"It's okay!" Zhou Zhenhua looked very nervous now, and he insisted on making himself appear more casual. In order not to worry his mother, his voice slowed down: "When I was in Africa, I once chased an international wanted criminal for three days and three nights. When I was in the Middle East, I once sneaked 300 kilometers quickly and led a team to wreck a terrorist's den. I have absolute confidence in physical strength. Mom, don't worry."

Zhou Zhenhua's original intention was to comfort his mother, but when he said this from him habitually, the mother could no longer help but hug her son with heartache. She touched her up and down, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly lose a piece of flesh. She said with heartache: "Hua'er, you have really suffered over the years."

"It's okay!" I felt that I had been having a hard time in the past few years. Zhou Zhenhua answered casually: "Sometimes it's quite hard, but after getting used to it, I feel like that."

Zhou's mother sighed and secretly blamed Zhou's father.

Other children enjoy family happiness by their parents. But their children, because of their father's decision, have suffered so many years. At this time, Zhou's mother felt very uncomfortable. When she was feeling in her heart, she suddenly felt the child in her arms moved. When her eyes were in front of her, she was protected by her children.

When Zhou's mother saw it clearly, her son had already pulled his gun to the head of a maid and said coldly: "Put your hands in the place you can see and slowly retreat ten steps away from me. Then report your name and identity and tell me why you were close to me just now!"

The son's reaction scared Zhou's mother, and the maid who was pressed against Zhou Zhenhua's head was already scared and said tremblingly: "Young Master, I, I just want to give you a salute."

Zhou Zhenhua's expression was dazed for a moment, and then he remembered that he was at his home. A sorry expression appeared on his face and said, "Body Guard, please send the list of all the personnel to my room. I need their detailed information, including the past and the time I stay here. The more detailed the better!"

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhenhua embarrassedly put away the gun. However, before the gun was placed in his arms, Zhou's mother stopped him. She directly took the gun from Zhou Zhenhua's hand and seized all of Zhou Zhenhua's weapons. She threw it to a bodyguard and said, "Dispose it all!"

Zhou Zhenhua opened his mouth and obviously wanted to stop it. But when he saw his mother's eyes that severely stopped him, he finally became honest. At this time, Zhou's mother said, "Hua'er, I won't allow you to bring these weapons again in the future. You don't have to live a life of nervousness and a nervous breakdown. At home, you are absolutely safe."

Zhou Zhenhua wanted to say that there was no absolute safety in this world, but when he saw his mother's sad expression and stern eyes, he took back all the words he said. He just secretly prayed that the only six weapons he had left on him should not be searched by his mother. At the same time, he reluctantly watched the bodyguard leave with his backpack in his hand.

I feel sorry!

There is nothing else in it. It is called a modified gun textbook within Heishui Company and has been with Zhou Zhenhua for many years. Now it is thrown away as garbage because of a word from his mother. Oh, for nothing, who is his mother who makes it a mother's call? This is also for his own good. He should work hard to cut off the past and accept a new life.

However, Zhou Zhenhua knew that these bodyguards did not lose their modified weapons in the end. Instead, they regarded them as treasures and collected them one by one.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhenhua didn't know, and if he knew, he would vomit blood and secretly come back. As for him, he was honestly following his father and mother to worship his ancestors.
Chapter completed!