Armed SWAT

Deng Kaiwen's operation didn't end until late at night.

His condition has basically stabilized, but he still had to be admitted to the ICU the first night.The hospital ward is large and comfortable, allowing two family members to accompany him, but Deng Kaiwen has no family members in the legal sense, so his fiancée Xinia stayed.

The Los Angeles Police Department also sent a police officer to stay behind, and Mitchell offered to stay in the hospital.Originally, Sangers planned to keep it for himself, but when it came time to make a decision, his wife called and said that the hospital had sent a pregnancy report, and Mitchell forcefully drove him away.

"Pregnancy is not a trivial matter. This is your first child, right? Do you think if Kevin wakes up and knows that you gave up such an important moment to stay with him in the hospital, will he feel better? Or don't make trouble for him!" Mitchell laughed and pointed to himself: "At this time, a bachelor like me should go out and get twice the attendance allowance!"

Sangers hesitated again and again, but finally left with a thousand thanks.

Mitchell slammed the door shut, and when he turned around, the smile on his face was completely gone.

He can't be said to be born badly, although his facial features are not as handsome as Deng Kaiwen's, but he can be regarded as bright and sunny after tidying up.He is especially contagious when he smiles, as if he is carefree and open-minded, which makes people feel good at first sight.

But when he didn't smile at all, his eyes, facial features, and facial expressions seemed particularly cold and distant, and there was a faint hostility, which made people feel that he might be a man who could be ruthless at a critical moment.

Mitchell walked into the ward with a sullen face, only to see Deng Kaiwen lying on the hospital bed, his face paler than the sheets.His face was covered with an oxygen mask, several tubes came out of his body, and a blood bag needle was inserted into his right hand.Sinia Miranda sat on the edge of the bed and took his left hand, gently kissing the back of his thin hand.

"When he was still in the operating room, I stood outside the door, thinking that if he died, I would hold a wedding, and his portrait would be placed on the groom's seat." Xinia looked at Deng Kaiwen's unconscious face, her gaze Soft and obsessive: "I want to be his woman, bear his last name, wear a black dress and be the host of his funeral. I can be his wife for a day, and then be his widow for a lifetime."

Mitchell leaned against the door with folded arms: "Is it necessary to dress affectionately at this time? Anyway, he can't see."

"You don't understand women too much. Women's love never pretends." Xinia smiled, leaned down and pressed a kiss on Deng Kaiwen's cold side face: "——From the first time I saw him From now on, I only have him in my eyes. I can die for him." She paused, and repeated softly as if she had a firm belief: "I can die for him."

"Actually, you almost killed him, right?" Mitchell couldn't help but sneered: "It's a pity, the Deng Kaiwen you love doesn't need a woman!"

"Even if he doesn't need a woman, he doesn't necessarily need you." Xinia's voice was as gentle as ever, but her eyes staring at Mitchell were aggressive: "Let's make a bet, even if one day I separate from Kevin, He will never choose you! He may be alone for a long time, he may choose another woman or even a man, but he will never be with you!"

Mitchell's face slowly sank, staring at Sinia without saying a word.

The sounds of nurses walking and talking could be faintly heard in the corridor outside the ward. Outside the window, the night was silent and distant, and the galaxy was silent.

The air in the ward was so silent that it almost froze. Mitchell and Xinia looked directly into each other's eyes, and their eyes were cold and piercing.

At this moment, there was a faint groan from the hospital bed, and Xinia hurriedly looked down, only to see Deng Kaiwen's hand move, as if trying to grab something.She immediately grabbed his hand firmly: "Kevin! Kevin! Are you awake?"

Deng Kaiwen's face was slightly distorted, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He didn't open his eyes, and his expression was very struggling, as if he was trying his best to escape from a terrible nightmare, but he was stuck in the mire and couldn't break free.

Mitchell strode up and called Kevin, the voice was very loud, and the nurse knocked on the door immediately: "What happened? How is the patient?!"

"Doctor, come quickly and take a look! He seems to be waking up!" Xinia shouted tremblingly: "Doctor! Please call the doctor quickly!"

The nurse rushed to the bed, only glanced at the instrument screen, then at Deng Kaiwen, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I can't wake up. The patient is just dreaming."

dream?Mitchell immediately looked at Deng Kaiwen's face, and saw that he no longer struggled and convulsed in just a few seconds, but his lips moved slightly for a moment, as if calling someone's name.

Look at the mouth shape, it seems to be "Neil" or something.

But who is Neil?Mitchell's heart moved slightly. He only knew that there was a special police officer named Nick in SWAT, but there was no one named Neil.Although this name is very common, there is really no one in their circle of police called this.

Are you calling Nick?No, these two people can't fight each other.

After the nurse administered a sedative, Deng Kaiwen's face quickly calmed down, and he fell into a deep coma again.Xinia was so frightened that she didn't care about Mitchell any more. She just sat nervously by the hospital bed and stared at Deng Kaiwen all the time, not even taking her eyes off him.

Seeing her so annoyed and flustered, Mitchell went outside to smoke.Standing in front of the balcony window, facing the night wind, he lit a Marlboro, watched the light of the lighter go out one by one, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

Neil, Neil?

This name sounds very familiar, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere...

Neil...Neil...

Nathaniel?

Nathaniel Epro? !

Mitchell choked on the cigarette instantly and coughed heavily!

He remembered a top-secret FBI document he had read a long time ago. Everyone in the world knew that the boss of GA was Epro, but few people knew that the full name of this underworld godfather was Nathaniel Epro!

Could it be that Deng Kaiwen called Epro just now?

Why did he use such an endearing title to call Epro?

Mitchell turned his head to look at the ward, the bleak light reflected coldly on the marble floor, reflecting light without temperature.

For a moment, he was in a daze, and unknowingly took two steps towards the ward.

What kind of dream did Deng Kaiwen have?Did he think of Epro again in his dream?

In GA's several years of secret time, what kind of unknown past events happened between him and Epro, so that more than ten years later, he would subconsciously call Epro by his most intimate name in his dreams name?

Mitchell took a deep puff of the cigarette and felt the acrid smoke spread in his lungs. At that moment, his fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

(2)

Deng Kaiwen lay on the bed, vaguely heard the conversation of men and women beside him, heard the sound of someone running quickly, and even saw the dazzling snow-white lights from the gaps in his eyelids.But he was unconscious, he couldn't wake up.

It was like falling into quicksand, memories that he thought he had long forgotten swarmed in, pouring in from his mouth and ears, even if he desperately stretched out his hands for help, he couldn't make a sound.

Like a silent and terrifying pantomime, he could only watch himself being swallowed up, heartbroken but powerless.

"Neil...Neil..."

Who is calling?

"Neil, Neil!"

"Neil...!"

Deng Kaiwen turned his head abruptly, and a little boy ran towards him staggeringly, with a face full of anticipation and hands outstretched, and he came to him in a blink of an eye.

He was shocked for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but his feet were extremely heavy, and he couldn't even move a little bit.

At the moment when the two were about to collide, the little boy suddenly plunged into his body, as if passing through a cloud of air, directly passing through his body!

Deng Kaiwen turned around in shock, only to see a tall young man wearing a black shirt and a black suit at some point behind him, smiling and reaching out to the child.

The two of them hug each other tightly, like brothers or father and son, as if standing under the warm and eternal sunshine, all the details are intimate and loving, without any danger.

Deng Kaiwen's pupils constricted in an instant, and he recognized the two people in front of him—it turned out to be Epro when he was young, and himself in his childhood!

In an instant, the scene swirled like a vortex, and he was involuntarily swept under the water, and a huge invisible hand stretched out from the abyss, pulling him down amidst the roar.

He struggled in terror, but it was as useless as a mayfly shaking a tree... until the memory burst, and he let out an inaudible exclamation amidst a huge roar.

-

20 years ago.

New York, USA.

There were hoarse screams of pain in the delivery room, and nurses came and went in a hurry, and there was a gust of wind when they walked.

A little boy with black eyes and black hair sat on a bench, tightly pursing his pink lips, the sweat in his palms was cold and damp, and he rubbed his hands on his pants involuntarily.

A nurse suddenly rushed out of the delivery room: "Where is the father of the child? Where is the father?!"

"I don't know, the mother didn't leave the man's contact information, and no one sent her to the hospital." Another nurse turned around and looked at the lonely little boy on the bench: "Only this child is with the mother." ...It is said to be the eldest son."

The two nurses were silent for a while.

The little boy stared at them blankly, vaguely feeling that they were talking about something bad, and after a while he called out timidly: "Mommy... Where is Mommy?"

The two nurses looked at each other, and one of them asked softly, "Honey, where is your father?"

The little boy rubbed his hands on his pants again and whispered, "He's gone."

"Gone?" the nurse repeated suspiciously, "do you know where dad is? Your mom needs him. Honey, do you know dad's name? Or his phone number? Any contact method is fine, do you know?"

The little boy looked at her timidly, and shook his head for a while: "Father doesn't want us anymore."

He remembered the violent quarrel that broke out at home that day, and the sound of throwing bowls and things continued until late at night.When he got up the next morning, he saw his father standing in front of the door with a huge suitcase, bending over and touching his head with a very gentle expression.

"Kevin, Daddy has to say goodbye to you."

"……will you come back?"

The young father looked at him, and shook his head sadly for a long while.

That day he watched his father go down the steps of the house without looking back.I don't know when his mother walked up to him and stretched out her hand, pressing his shoulder as if she couldn't support the weight of her body.

He looked up, only to see wet tears on his mother's cheeks and red eyes.

From that morning until now, seven months have passed.

That was the last time Kevin saw his father in his life.

The two nurses looked at each other again, and one of them asked hesitantly, "Did you sign an agreement to protect the adult or the child before the operation?"

"No, no..."

"The situation is too critical, the mother has lost her sanity, can I ask the mother for advice?"

"It's too reluctant, too reluctant... If her condition deteriorates further, we have to give up the life of the mother..."

They both fell silent hesitantly.

In the United States at this time, it is a common practice in hospitals to protect children but not adults in critical situations, and there is even a legal tendency to do so.

But it can be heard from the boy's words that the mother's husband has left the family.The man may be dead or missing, and if the mother dies, both children will be immediately orphaned.

"We have to make a choice for her," a nurse said in a low voice. "If we drag it on, we may not be able to keep both."

Her colleague finally nodded in determination.

However, just as they were about to walk back to the operating room, suddenly there were many footsteps in the corridor, and a dozen men in black suits rushed up from the stairs.The one in the lead looked young, with a deep and stern face, and a sinister look in his brows.

The doctors and nurses in the corridor were startled. Someone wanted to stop them, but they stopped abruptly: "It's from GA!"

"Yes...it's Epro! I just saw him on TV yesterday!"

There was a moment of whispering in the corridor, but it quickly fell silent again.

Epro walked to the door of the operating room. Although his expression was indifferent and serious, his tone of voice was not rude at all. On the contrary, he was indifferent and polite: "Excuse me, is the mother's name Cassandra?"

The nurse sighed and nodded quickly: "Yes, may I ask you..."

"I am the father of the fetus," Epro interrupted her.

"Yes, yes—that's really great, the situation of the pregnant woman is more critical now, and you have to make a decision..."

"Please be sure to protect the adults and children at the same time. But if the situation does not permit," Eproo paused for a moment, and said in a cold and calm tone: "—then protect the children."

The nurses immediately took a reassurance and agreed again and again, and quickly ran into the operating room.

Epro took a few steps back from the door of the operating room, and suddenly heard a soft voice behind him: "...Then where is my mommy?"

When he turned his head, he saw a seven or eight-year-old oriental boy sitting on a bench. He looked very cute, but his face was pale because of fright and helplessness.

Epro's hard gaze made the child even more frightened. He couldn't help but flinch, and his voice became weaker: "...Where's my...my mommy?"

"This is the woman's son before she divorced, and he has been living with her. His father is an oriental, and the child should be of mixed race." The assistant immediately whispered to Epro.

Epro nodded and walked over to stand by the bench.He was very tall, and he was able to look straight into the little boy's dark and moist eyes when he bent down: "Hi, what's your name?"

The little boy looked at Epro's outstretched palm, and after hesitating for a while, he gently put his little hand on it, and the two shook hands slowly and solemnly.

"Hello, my name is KevinDen, you can call me Kevin."

Epro looked at the child and seemed to find it very interesting: "Hello, my name is Nathaniel, you can-well, you can call me Niel."

Kevin wiped his eyes, because he couldn't help crying just now, there were still tears in his eyes, and they turned red when he wiped them, "Well, Neil."

"Niel." Epro corrected him.

"Neil," Kevin insisted.

Children with inaccurate accents can be forgiven, but it is a bit ridiculous to say "Neil" in one mouthful, and the assistants behind Epro couldn't help laughing.

Epro rubbed his dark and soft hair vigorously: "Well, you can do whatever you want. But you are the only one who can call me Neil. If everyone calls me like that, maybe I can't help but want to kill someone."

Kevin raised his head in confusion: "Why?"

"It sounds too much like the Italian Mafia." Epro explained seriously, and then he couldn't help laughing: "—although they are colleagues."

"...Neil, what is the Mafia?"

"It's the bad guy, the bad guy caught by the police in the gangster movie."

Kevin nodded half-understood, and after a while he suddenly tugged on Epro's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Epro asked gently.

"Mommy... where's my mommy?"

These words were asked from a seven or eight-year-old child, with timidity and longing, tenderness and tenderness mixed with faint crying, which made people tremble in the heart.

Epro stared at him for a long time, and asked softly for a while: "Kevin, if one day your mother is gone, what will you do?"

Kevin stared at him with wide eyes, confused.

"Forget it, I'm just talking." Epro patted the child's face, turned around and looked at the door of the delivery room.

Many years later, when Deng Kaiwen recalled everything at that time, he realized that when Stanley was born, his mother almost lost her life.

In order to give birth to Epro's child, she betrayed her husband, abandoned her poor family, made her eldest son lose his father forever, and even almost lost her own life.

Perhaps it was destined by fate, this woman finally gave birth to Stanley safely, the future heir of GA, the largest gang in New York, and survived the struggle from life and death.Everything she gave up has been doubled, and wealth and glory have come to her with the birth of Stanley, allowing her to get it easily.

Deng Kaiwen was seven years old that year, and had a younger brother named Stanley, and then became the adopted son of the underworld godfather in the eastern United States.

——From the first time he called Epro Neil, his fate has undergone an earth-shaking and complete change.