"Jiarong, I'm also very sad that Tan Kai is dead, but we can't be rash!"

Han Bing persuaded earnestly, "Mo Luo's identity is the cultural exchange ambassador of the United States, so he does not represent an individual, he represents the ...... of the United States."

"That's right, it's what I'm going to destroy!"

Lin Yu said in a cold voice.

"Now is not the time to talk big and be a hero, now is an eventful time, the top and bottom of the country are staring at you, once you attack Mo Luo this time, the country will inevitably be investigated to the end, put pressure on the people above us, at that time, if there is no room for recovery, the top ...... I'm just afraid ......"

"I'm afraid I'll sacrifice me!"

Lin Yu said lightly, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart, I have my own way!"

"But ......"

"Trust me!"

Lin Yu interrupted her again in a deep voice, and said firmly, "If I don't take advantage of the fact that I kill Mo Luo now and be escaped from the country by him, then I'm afraid that I won't want to find him anymore in the ......future!

He knew that it had been nearly a day and a night since Ling Xiao's death, and Mo Luo was afraid that he had already received the news and left here, and he might even be preparing to abscond back to China.

All Lin Yu must hurry up to find him out and solve it, otherwise once he leaves the land of hot summer, he will only be afraid that it will be difficult to find him in the future.

Seeing that Lin Yu was so resolute, Han Bing sighed lightly, didn't stop him any longer, and then said calmly, "Okay, as long as he is still in the Northeast, I will definitely find him!"

Next, after seeing the bodies of Tan Kai, Ji Xun and a group of members of the Military Aircraft Department being loaded onto the transport vehicle, Lin Yu instructed Jiao Mujiao, Kang Jinlong and Yun Zhou to transport the two black boxes they found back to Beijing.

At the same time, he also brought the swallow and the big and small buckets back together.

Their purpose of coming to the Northeast was finally realized, although it came at such a tragic cost.

"Sect Master, let's go with you to kill Moro and then go back!"

Jiaomu Jiao gritted his teeth.

"No, just let Brother Niu come with me, Brother Jiaomujiao, you go back and recuperate!"

Lin Yu patted Jiao Mu Jiao's broken arm on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This is you, if you are an ordinary person, in such a strong battle and low temperature, I am afraid that half of your life will be lost!"

"Besides, these two boxes of things are what we bought in exchange for our lives, and we need someone trustworthy to follow them all the way back!"

Saying that, Lin Yu glanced at the boxes on the ground, and said in a low voice to the Golden Dragon and Jiaomu Jiao, "Remember, on the way back, you can't let these two boxes leave your sight for a minute or a second!"

"Understood!"

Jiaomu Jiao and Kang Jinlong nodded in unison.

Then the two of them took Yunzhou, Yanzi and Dadou and two black boxes, got into a special car, and headed towards the airport.

As for Baili, he was taken directly to the hospital by ambulance.

Regardless of whether he lives or dies in the end, Lin Yu is already worthy of him.

"Sir, I can't wait to meet that bastard!"

Bairen Tu licked his lips and said in a cold voice.

In the presidential box of the Celebrity Hotel in the center of Jishi, hundreds of kilometers away from Changbai Mountain, Mo Luo, dressed in a suit, was anxiously waiting back and forth in the room at this time, smoking a cigarette while glancing at the mobile phone on the table from time to time.

After a few minutes, the phone on the table suddenly shook and buzzed.

Morrow's body trembled, and he rushed to the table with an arrow, grabbed his phone, and said urgently, "Hey, Mr. Derek, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morrow, I just had a meeting with Mr. Logan!"

Derek on the other end of the phone was preconceived, and asked in a happy tone, "What's the matter, you are so anxious to talk to me, you must be eager to tell me about He Jiarong's death!"

Mo Luo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he swallowed his saliva, and when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Haha, why don't you speak, are you too emotional and don't know how to express it?!"

Derek on the other end of the phone said leisurely, "If you don't know how to describe it, you can send me a few photos of He Jiarong's death!"

"Tsk, it's not easy, we have paid so much, sent the top elite of our special intelligence department, and took such a big risk to kill him in the hot summer, it's really not easy!"

Derek said with joy to himself, "But if we solve this big problem, no one will be able to stop our special situation in the future, and there will be no country that can stop our great country!"

Moro froze in place with his phone, Derek's every word was like a sharp knife stabbed into his heart, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Morrow, why don't you speak?!"

Derek on the other end of the phone saw that Moro had not spoken, and said suspiciously, "I can understand your joy and excitement, but isn't it a little too long?!"