Winster was abandoned, completely scrapped. When he saw the new commander here, he almost went crazy. God's armament is his foundation, and now the above is tantamount to kicking him out. When he loses the control of God's armed forces, it means that he will lose everything!

"Gentleman, why did you find someone to replace me? Why don't I know? I'm very good, I still have the ability to command battles! Winster yelled at the gentleman on the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey! Old man, it's like this, you really need to recuperate now, can't you trust others? Those bigwigs have already made trouble, and if they don't stabilize the situation quickly, there will be a big mess. The gentleman reassured Winster, "When your wounds are healed, everything will be yours." Listen to me, take care of your injuries, and don't be in a hurry. ”

“Fuck！ I don't need to recuperate! Winster scolded.

"But the problem is that my opinion can't compete with so many bigwigs, and the war here is also very cruel. Don't worry, it will be yours and you won't be less, I can guarantee that. Okay, let's do it first, I still have a lot to do. ”

The phone hung up, and Winster immediately dialed it, but unfortunately the gentleman over there had already turned off the phone.

“Fuck！ Bastards, you're all going to hell, you're all going to die!! Winster roared and cursed.

He has done so much for the economic leaders of the war, fighting for them from the beginning, but now he has been ruthlessly abandoned. Did he do something wrong? No, nothing was done wrong! Is it because the battle was lost? Who hasn't lost a battle? Why don't you say that he has always won battles?

Just as Winster was growling, Hemingway, who had come to take over, walked in and nodded at the abandoned predecessor.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to take on this tricky position, but I have to." Hemingway sat on the chair, took out a cigar and put it on his mouth and said: "General Winster, I sympathize with you, but sympathy is sympathy, I ......"

"Get out! I don't need your sympathy! I don't know what you used to oust me from the stage, but I know you won't be able to sit still for long! Weinstein exclaimed.

"General Winster, I guess you understand the terrible nature of the environment you're in." Hemingway said with a sincere face: "Now it's not a case of whether you are willing to quit or not, but that you are about to die!" Having been here for so long, don't you still know their means? A gentleman can call himself to anyone, but his own person is only himself. To put it simply, the first thing I did when I took office was to make you evaporate from the world, you know? ”

Hearing this, Winster was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed a deep sadness. He never dreamed that the end would be like this, so sad, so pitiful.

"You want me to die?" Winster stared at Hemingway.

"No, it's the evaporation of the world." Hemingway shook his head, stared into Winster's eyes and said, "There are many ways for people to evaporate, they can be secretly executed, or they can live incognito with their families in places where no one can find them." I can execute you in secret, or I can make it impossible for anyone to find you-"

"What do you want?" Winster's eyes narrowed fiercely.

"Self-preservation stuff." Hemingway smiled and whispered, "I don't want to end up like you, but I can't easily take the risk of making you and your family disappear." In exchange, I need to protect myself, and I'm sure you have something to protect yourself, right? ”

"How can I trust you?" Winster asked, staring at Hemingway.

"I can't make you believe me, but now you have to believe me, don't you?" Hemingway smiled and lit his cigar, took a deep puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Winster had to die, this was a gentleman's order to Hemingway. But Hemingway would not unconditionally carry out a gentleman's orders, and if he could treat Winster like this, he would certainly treat himself the same way.

And most importantly, he wanted to find out who killed Headmaster Wood. The headhunter will definitely not kill Wood, their relationship is so close, they are definitely not murderers.

Winster was silent, and after a while he picked up the fruit knife on the table, slice open his right forearm, and removed a chip from it.

"It's a record of a lot of conversations I had with gentlemen, and that's enough to protect myself." Winster stared at Hemingway calmly and said, "I believe you now, when will you let me and my family vaporize?" ”

Taking the chip covered in blood, Hemingway took out a ticket and threw it to Winster and said, "This is a ticket to Vladivostok, and your family is already waiting for you there." When you get to Vladivostok, you make plans. ”

Winster clutched the ticket tightly and nodded helplessly and weakly. He could only accept this result, and running to Russia for refuge was the best option.

"By the way, who killed Golden Lion Wood?" Hemingway asked.

"It's all in the chip." Winster said.

Hemingway nodded, immediately got up and left, and stripped out all the voice data in the chip. He heard many of the secret actions of Winster and the gentleman, including how to plan to kill Wood, kill the students of the Hunter School, and blame Long Xiaoqi.

That night, Winster departed on a plane to Vladivostok to reunite with his family.

Hemingway didn't sleep, his face was always iron-blue. Headmaster Wood was also his esteemed mentor, and now that the evidence was in his hands, it would inevitably make the gentleman miserable if it were to be published. But he can't announce it, because if it does, he'll be doomed with it.

Long Xiaoqi is innocent, and the forces that hunt him will change the direction of the wind, which is equivalent to helping the other party regain his footing. At that point, he's going to lose, and the end of that won't be any better than Winster's.

It was at this time that a gentleman's call came.

"Hemingway, put down all your work at once, many of our bigwigs have been assassinated! Immediately, mobilize your people to track me down! The gentleman made an anxious sound.

"Assassination?"

"That's right, assassination!" The gentleman said angrily: "It's the woman who abolished Winster, claiming to be Long Qianxia, Long Xiaoqi's sister!" Damn, she's already killed seven! ”

Long Xiaoqi's sister? Hemingway was stunned for a moment, he never knew that Long Xiaoqi had a younger sister, and he assassinated seven bigwigs in one go. It was a mess when there were also problems with the economic dominants of the war, which made everyone unable to sit still.

At this time, Long Qianxia completely changed his appearance, and while walking towards the hotel where a big guy was, he muttered: I didn't do anything bad, I didn't do anything bad, you bullied me first, you bullied me first......

It was indeed those bigwigs who bullied Long Qianxia first and did something to this little girl, and then Long Qianxia had to take action. Who made her look so beautiful, and who made her fall for the country every time she changed her appearance?

Not doing bad things is always Long Qianxia's criterion, killing people is doing bad things, if there is enough reason, killing bad people is not doing bad things.

Long Qianxia, who had disappeared for several years, came out silently, and as soon as he came out, he made a mess of the God's armed forces, along with the interior of the war economic leader.

Don't underestimate Long Qianxia, she is very simple, and she simply divides people into good people and bad people.

The third sister taught her: Killing good people is bad, and killing bad people is good!

When Long Qianxia asked the third sister in a daze what a bad person was, the third sister pinched her cheek that could make any man have evil thoughts and told her: Whoever bullies you is a bad person, and he is a big bad guy!

Long Qianxia knew how to distinguish between good guys and bad guys, so she ran here to find the big guys, whoever bullied her was a bad guy and could be killed. After killing, she is doing good.

In the suite, the big guy pinched Long Qianxia's chin and couldn't wait to move his hands and feet.

"Whew!"

A fishing line ran through the big guy's neck, leaving a red mark.

"Poof!"

The big guy lay down on the ground, clutching his throat that was spurting blood, his body was constantly spasming, and he slowly swallowed his last breath.

Long Qianxia took out a pen, wrote the English word "bad guy" on the big guy's face, jumped out of the window lightly, and disappeared without a trace. When she reappeared in another place, her face and clothes took on a new look again - she was a ninja, she was a samurai, and she was the little sister of the Dragon family who had been trained by the third sister for many years!