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Xu Qing hangs up director Liao's phone and leans against the wall. No matter how cruel the scene is, he has seen it. For more than ten years, which day has he not considered an endless war? On which day did he not collect corpses for Chinese soldiers?

It's just that this is a vicious Southeast Asia. If it's your own business, you should be in charge of it. However, Jiang Shangwu is in charge of it because he is a policeman. He can eliminate all bad people and protect all good people.

Xu Qing's eyes were blurred, and he remembered that at first he saw Jiang Shangwu as a upright man. He and his team helped him through the first difficulty in coming to Beijing. In fact, he forgot many details. Only the wine after coming back from the zhuomu defense war, Xu Qing still remembered. He murmured: "I remember what I said. I made up a new year's wish, I said, I hope all of us here, brothers for the country and the people, continue to live well! For those brothers who have died, keep our country! Lao Jiang, you old boy, you don't mean what you say! Don't you know how many jin you are? If the egg hits the stone, you should tell me in advance. The eagle will go back and forth. Even if I have the ability of blinking, I can't save you! A group of smelly men, even if they die, return them to me and get rid of the little bird. You don't know how rare I am. If I can't see it, I will die. "

The more Xu Qing thought about it, the more entangled he became. Ruth, Chen Xiaodian, each of them died in a magnificent and upright manner. How could Jiang Shangwu and his family die in such a poor way? When they were in the most dangerous situation, they could all survive safely. How could they be killed by these scum who couldn't even support the regular army?

More than ten years later, they are old and their mobility has been declining for a long time. But why can't they wait for themselves to come? It's better to avenge these people at that time!

Xu Qing kept his breath in his heart, and his mouth turned red until Hong Jian's armed helicopter came. He stood up and told the soldiers to send their bodies back home. Then he said angrily, "let daiman find out where this blood drop is. I want to bite their bones inch by inch."

There are only three people left in the two excellent crime teams. Xu Qing's psychological adjustment is like a dream. But what? After all, it happened.

Xu Qing used to fight against illegal armed organizations, so he had to give up his strength. But now, ghost has to find a few people. Isn't that easy and pleasant? Their old nest is in a mountain forest. It's very well hidden. But in the face of Xu Qing's revenge, they can't hide even if they dig three feet. There are at most 300 people in xuedizi's old nest, but Xu Qing has transferred eight hundred ghosts from Rujin. What kind of hand is this?

He personally led the team into the enemy camp, roared angrily: "give me a living, use fire to suppress them."

Xu Qing was at the front end. He didn't hold a knife or a gun. He was carrying a baseball bat. When he saw one, he caught up with it and pulled it towards him. One stick broke his leg, another broke his waist, and another broke his spine. He put the man here. Xu Qing immediately went to find the next target.

There was no time for xuedizi's quick attack. A mob wanted to escape from the back mountain, but they saw a burly man who looked like the ancient god of war. He carried an M134 and gave them a cold smile. He pulled the trigger and sent the bullets under their feet. He picked up a pile of gravel and killed them They were forced back.

When the bullets were finished, Zhu Rou raised her shoulder gun behind her and started firing while shouting, "get back to me!"

Only a quarter of an hour after the battle started, there was only one building where the leader of xuedizi was. A Southeast Asian man came out. He had black hair, deep eye socket, and was very thin, but his muscles were very hard. His long nose hair was stained with hard snot, and his teeth were stained with yellow to black tartar. He looked down and cried, "brother, which team are you from? Do we have any grudges? "

Xu Qing looked at him and went straight over. On the third floor, Xu Qing jumped up and stood in front of the man. There were bodyguards around him who wanted to fight. One of them was kicked out by Xu Qing and broke a wall. The man had become a pile of meat.

When Xu Qing looked at the man, his eyes would burst out. Xu Qing grabbed his hair and threw him down from the third floor. Loosen the soil, you can't kill yourself.

Xu Qing jumped down and picked up his hair again. The man wanted to fight back and reached out to Xu Qing, but Xu Qing pinched his finger. Xu Qing gritted his teeth and said, "don't move."

The man was still showing his teeth. Xu Qing pinched his fingers and said in a voice as if from the region, "I told you not to move!"

The man screamed, "if you kill me, you'll never get the metal you want."

Xu Qing said: "I'm not rare! The ghost runs to the soldier to listen to the order, chop

Eight hundred people escorted three hundred people. They pulled out the sword behind them and executed the execution of the three hundred blood drops. Looking at the man shaking, Xu Qing said in a fierce voice: "I'm not here to ask for things, I'm here to revenge!"

Xu Qing took out the rope, tied him up, hung him on a tree, and cut his flesh 18 times in a row. Xu Qing angrily said, "hang up their heads for me, leave words, and say, kill my brother, kill him!"It took only two hours for Xu Qing to take revenge, revenge, but the brothers never came back.

After getting all the equipment of this organization, the ghost soldiers will expand the territory nearby and occupy the mountain as the king. The ghost and ghost are rooted here and become the most powerful organization here.

Xu Qing takes Ankang and others back to the street. The hotel has been almost renovated. The working ability of these people is really good. It's a pity that the circuit here is poor, and the power is often cut off, such as at the moment.

Xu Qing couldn't see their sad appearance, so he let them stay beside Rujin and daiman and use war to make up for the loss of comrades in arms.

So there are still ten of them here in Xuqing. There are four more in Ankang. Father, daughter and best friend meet again. They are very happy. However, this is not a place to allow others to be happy, because they can't figure out how Xuqing feels about those people who have hindered Jiang Shangwu.

But Xu Qing did not mention the useless. He asked directly, "Mr. an, if you can come here to do business, you must have your own network. I need to understand the complicated organization here. We have to save the Chinese people from sanguanzheng. Foreign people can also be brought back as long as they are talents."

Ankang said: "I do have my own circle here, but they are all business talents. There are Chinese here, but they are all horsemen. I think real talents are dealing with drug dealers. I don't know much about this circle. "

Xu Qing said: "what's the profit of doing business in Southeast Asia? Their pillar industry is tourism. How much can they earn by exporting some fruits? It's all underground business chain. Otherwise, how can you sell the grenades here? You tell me what you know first, and finally there's an opening. "

Xu Qing's words are like an order, which makes it uncomfortable for him to treat Xu Qing as a child. No matter what, he is also Xu Bingqing's foster father.

However, Ankang also knows to follow Xu Qing's instructions, because he knows that Xu Qing's task is to solve the 700000 sangfu people in Southeast Asia, which is a big move.

At two o'clock in the morning, Xu Qing and his family had been here for 14 hours, and no one was resting. Ankang wrote out the relationship diagram. The old man could no longer resist the intensity of his work and fainted. Xu Qing, like heaven and earth, coldly asked people to lift him down, and asked Donnie to print the photos provided by Ankang to outline the relationship network.

At first glance, this is a normal network, but the relationship between the two companies is not so comfortable. Xu Qing said: "this taxi company has little money to do with this tourism company. It should be a community of common destiny. Moreover, the tourism company should pay certain remuneration to the taxi company. Why is it a taxi What about the money for the tour company? "

"Is it difficult that the tourism companies provide the rental companies with what they need?" Xu Qing focuses on Ba song, the boss of the travel company, and Sonica, the taxi company. These two men, who are nearly 50 years old, have some skills.

Xu Qing said: "contact the comrades in Yunnan to see if they have ever sent undercover agents to these two companies. In addition, integrate the undercover information sent by them in the past 30 years and send it to me. The Sixth Army has been looking for the missing undercover personnel. The more we look for them, the more we find them. This is an abominable place. "

Donny said, "OK, I'll do it now."

Xu nodded and said, "well, let's have a rest and make sure we are in good condition."

On the first day, we finished a lot of things. After everyone fell asleep, Xu Qing didn't rest and went to lie on the roof to watch out for someone's sneak attack.

Under the starlight, Xu Qing took out a pen and sketched it on a piece of paper placed close to his body. When he finished writing, he was about to put it away. Xu Bingqing came forward and asked, "what do you write?"

Xu Qing then handed the paper to her, and Xu Bingqing unfolded it, with rows of names on it, "Xue LAN, ah Qing, SM, Yu Huiyan, Rick, an Zihao, Yun Shitian, Jiang Shangwu, leopard, parrot, hyena, Lin Tao, Fang Qiong, xiaoque."

Xu Bingqing, with a sour nose, said: "they are all heroes who died in this war. And Ruth, Chen Xiaodian and Shi Gandang. "

Lying on the roof with his hand as the pillow, Xu Qing said leisurely, "Ruth and a little bit of them are deep and unforgettable, but in this war, more and more people have died, more and more frequently and more intensively. I'm afraid I can't remember them..."