"Lingling, why have you been there for so long, nothing happened, right?" Jin Qingshi hurriedly ran over and picked up Lingling's worried words.

"I've got money! I've found two big chests of gold!" Lingling said excitedly.

"Where did you find it?" Jin Qingshi hurriedly asked.

"Dig it out under the water!" said Lingling, smugly.

"Oh, is there still a treasure buried under the water?" Lingling! You eat it yourself! I'll go down and take a look!" Jin Qingshi's eyes lit up.

"Don't go! I've searched them all! Only these two boxes!" Ling Ling said with a smile.

"Lingling! You are really lucky! In the blink of an eye, you have changed from a poor peasant to a local tyrant!" Jin Qingshi said with a smile.

"Eat people's mouths short, take other people's soft hands! I don't have to look at your face again!" Lingling Niu said.

"Then you mean you don't eat my roasted game?" Jin Qingshi said with a smile.

"Eat, who made you my brother, you owe me!" Lingling immediately rushed to the barbecue, grabbed the roasted hare and shouted.

After eating a roast hare and a roast pheasant, the two men hurried back to the compound of the corps at eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the captains and political commissars of the 10 detachments and 80 squadrons under the Qinxi Corps all rushed to the corps, and Huang Wenzhong, the old political commissar who had been transferred to Xinjiang as a commander, also rushed back.

As soon as Jin Qingshi returned, he immediately summoned all the Standing Committee members to hold a meeting, because tomorrow's farewell ceremony for the martyrs must not be anything wrong.

"Commander! Let me first report to you on tomorrow's work arrangements! Tomorrow morning, a farewell ceremony will be held for the remains, and Zhao Heming, secretary of the provincial political and legal committee, and Gao Xiaotian, director of the public security department, will attend on behalf of the provincial party committee and government! After the farewell ceremony, all the standing committee members will go to the airport to see off the families of the martyrs! Commander! You will have to preside over the farewell ceremony in person!" After speaking, political commissar Zhao Zhongzhong handed the ceremony schedule and the draft of the speech to Jin Qingshi.

"The ceremony should be presided over by the political commissar! Haoyang! You must coordinate well with the public security department, not only to ensure the normal flow of the road, but also to be vigilant! We have eliminated hundreds of terrorists this time, and we must beware of their retaliation!" Jin Qingshi thought for a while.

"Report to the commander! I have already communicated with Director Gao, and they have already started to act!" Li Haoyang immediately replied loudly.

"Okay! Political commissar, has all the money been given to the family?" Jin Qingshi then asked.

"It's all been hit on their cards!And the cadres and soldiers of our entire corps have also donated more than 300,000 yuan for Yun Peng!" Zhao Zhongzhong nodded.

"Okay! It doesn't matter how much money you have! What is important is to have this heart! We must compile the deeds of Yun Peng and the three of them into teaching materials! Let the recruits who enlist in the army learn from them! Take them as an example!" Jin Qingshi said earnestly.

"Well, I think I'll leave this matter to Director Zhou!" Zhao Zhongzhong nodded to Zhou Kequn, director of the political department.

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task!" Zhou Kequn replied immediately.

After the meeting ended, Jin Qingshi went to Huang Wenzhong's place again, and chatted until twelve o'clock before returning to the dormitory.

"Brother, there are guests at home again!" Jin Qingshi had just entered the bedroom, and Ling Ling immediately crawled out of the quilt and whispered.

"What about people?" Jin Qingshi hurriedly asked.

"He stayed on the balcony for a while and left!"

"Then why didn't you chase it?"

"That man's skills are on par with mine!

"Oh, is it from the Long family?"

"Brother, why don't we go to that hotel now, and kill them if we have the chance!"

"Okay! Let's go!"

Two figures flew out of the wall more than three meters high and disappeared into the night!

In a luxurious suite on the eighteenth floor of the Jinhao Hotel, which was more than 1,000 meters away from the headquarters, the man named Uncle Wen frowned and asked Long Feibao, the third disciple of the inner door of the Long family who had just returned, "Feibao!

"It shouldn't be a big move! It's all some officers! And they brought a lot of wreaths! It feels like someone is dead! And there's only a little girl in the dormitory surnamed Jin, and he's not at home!" Long Feibao shook his head.

"I know! This time they killed three people, and there should be a farewell ceremony for the bodies tomorrow! And those police searched everywhere for this farewell ceremony!" Uncle Wen said with a sigh of relief.

"Grandma's, isn't it just a few people who died? As for engaging in such a big battle, I won't be able to fly both times!" Long Feibao said depressedly.

"Third brother, be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship! Let's be careful! A woman can be at any time, and there is only one life!" said the fourth disciple Long Feihong with a smile.

"Cut! Do you think they can threaten us? If you don't like me, I'll kill them all!" Long Feibao sneered.

"Long Feiteng's cultivation is not much worse than ours! Didn't he die at the hands of these people? Although the master didn't say anything on the surface, Long Feiteng was his registered disciple after all, and this revenge must be avenged!" Long Feihong said seriously.

"Then why didn't Master let us rush directly into the Shaolin Temple and kill that Shi Sukong?" said Long Feibao with a frown.

"Shaolin Temple is not so simple! I heard Master say that the 36 peaks of Shaolin have high mountains! Otherwise, how could Shi Sukong be driven out of Shaolin Temple?"

"If the Shaolin Temple is really so powerful, then why did the master send us to deal with Shi Sukong's disciples, aren't you afraid that they will retaliate?" Long Feibao asked suspiciously.

"There are two possibilities for this! One is that the little junior sister asks the master for help, how can the master not help? The second is that there is a huge spiritual vein under the thirty-six peaks of Shaolin, and the master and his old man may want to take the opportunity to test Shaolin!" Long Feihong thought for a while.

"Hmm! your analysis makes sense!" Long Feibao nodded.

"Awen, isn't there any news from the capital?" Long Feihong asked Uncle Wen with a frown.

"There's an investigation going on over there!No instructions have come yet!" Arwen shook his head.

"Who?" At this moment, Long Feibao suddenly shouted, and his body immediately rushed towards the window.

As soon as Long Feibao rushed to the window, he saw a black shadow flying up from the balcony towards the top of the building.

"Chase him, don't let him escape!" Arwen yelled anxiously.

Long Feibao and Long Feihong immediately flew towards the black shadow and chased after it.

The black shadow jumped quickly from building to building, and Long Feibao and Long Feihong followed closely behind the black shadow.