"So ......"

The dizziness in Afaf's mind did not subside for a long time.

"It's all over, Lady Affif. The killer had already been killed on the spot by the fighters of the squad. ”

The doctor with the mask glanced at Qiao Xing, who was unconscious on the hospital bed.

"Patients need a quiet environment to recover, and it takes time to accept reality."

Afif hugged the sleeping child, licked her pale lips and nodded, "Can I be alone with my husband for a while?" ”

"It's better not to be too long."

The doctor gave him a word of advice and bowed his head and left.

Afif sat down with her calves together, the low sound of the machine next to her ears was intermittent, she lowered her head, her cold fingers grabbed Qiao Xing's hand, and the scattered hair curtain covered the side of her face, and it took a while for a while to hear a soft sobbing from the ward.

……

Such an ending is not much different from Dolma's expectations.

"It's all over."

She pinched her arm.

"Boss, Wei Dan has been out for two days, so he should come back."

"Yin Xiong, who supported her, died in the Great Devil Lake a few days ago, it's normal for her to be in a bad mood, so let's do it, she won't come back today, and you will send someone to find her tomorrow."

Dolma said, but remembered the man who was talking and laughing with him in the warehouse. Since he got into Qiao Xing's car that day, he has never returned, and the colonel Qiao Xing has lost a pair of legs.

When she heard that there had been a large-yield nuclear explosion there, she did not look into it further.

Zhuoma has always been a smart woman who knows proportion, but occasionally she still thinks of this, and the man who impresses herself after only seeing one time has nothing to do with strength, but the warmth and humor of her appearance can't be suppressed, a strong sense of disobedience.

To be honest, it's a shame to die.

……

Liang Zhengyong has a good appetite today.

For lunch, I ate beef buns, stewed potatoes, and drank half a catty of white wine.

He is forty-five years old and has lived in moderation for half his life. His wife died early, and he never touched a woman again. Liang Zhengyong usually does not drink or smoke, eats two meals a day, basically does not touch meat, and in addition to handling the tedious military affairs of the Sixth Army, he also insists on high-intensity physical training for two hours a day. This has not changed even two years ago, when he officially entered the combat committee.

It can be said that Liang Zhengyong has never put forward such a lunch request since the establishment of the military canteen.

Liang Wei walked to the door of his father's office and glanced at the food truck that had been pushed out, his expression becoming dry.

The staff officer with the document in his arm walked out and happened to see Liang Wei: "General, are you looking for the commander?" ”

Liang Wei hurriedly waved his hand: "I'd better come back another day." ”

The female staff officer in the military hat nodded: "The commander is talking to the committee on the phone, you do ......"

At this time, a voice came from inside the door: "Call him in." ”

The female staff officer glanced at Liang Wei, and Liang Wei was helpless, so she had to push open the door and walk in.

On the black square table stood a golden medicine bottle the size of a finger, and Liang Zhengyong sat behind the table.

As soon as Liang Wei entered the door, Liang Zhengyong's eyes on the chair hit him.

"Commander, you're looking for me."

"How much responsibility do you have for Qiao Xing's matter?"

Liang Wei swallowed his saliva, even if he knew his father's temperament better than anyone else, he still couldn't open his mouth because of his words.

"Two, three, three."

Liang Wei agreed: "I have seen that outsider before, and the feeling of oppression that gave me ...... Not smaller than you. ”

As he said this, he could see the muscles on his father's face twitching slightly.

“……”

Liang Wei's temples jumped suddenly, he could talk and laugh surrounded by mutated creatures and hostile elements, but it was difficult to remain calm at this time.

"I'll leave for the committee tomorrow and go back with Jacques and this bottle of fifth-order potion."

Liang Zhengyong spoke for a long time: "During the time you stay in Area B, no matter what happens, you have to endure it, you have to stop your anger, and if you break your teeth, you have to swallow it in your stomach, do you understand?" ”

Liang Wei glanced up at his father, Liang Zhengyong's eyes were densely covered with bloodshots.

He hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't hold back one sentence: "Dad, I think that today, no one can treat our family as a rag and throw it away." The ...... of the three-element airship"

"What ternary airship?"

Liang Zhengyong interrupted Liang Wei.

“…… It's nothing. I remember what you said, stop anger, endure, I can't forget. ”

"Let's get out."

Liang Zhengyong closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Liang Wei stood up and turned to leave, and after most of the effort, Liang Zhengyong let out a long breath, and he laughed, but there was no temperature.

Knowing the general situation, being clumsy, and most importantly, daring to be ruthless, this is the main reason why Liang was appreciated and promoted by Committee member Qi.

As for the matter of Jinding, in fact, it is not as exaggerated as Liang Wei imagined, such a thing has existed before, and it will not be able to be maintained in the future, in fact, in the eyes of the committee, Liang is the best person to deal with this kind of affairs.

No one will move Liang Zhengyong, and no one dares to kick him out at this juncture.

Otherwise, at the age of forty-five, the Black Star Chariot with many family factions is on the rise, why?

As for Liang Zhengyong, he also chose to accept it safely.

Contradiction, hypocrisy, refined egoism, maybe.

Lamujue is just a religious leader with a tendency to self-destructive, and as for the silent majority of his mouth, Liang Zhengyong also reciprocates coldly, which is the only place where he and Lamujue have similar opinions.

Saving the world and saving the people are two different things, and the absurdity of the world and the arrogance of the powerful are taken from their silence and stupidity.

True faith is not that simple, it takes a lot of human life and blood to forge it.

"Even if it's someone else's blood."

Liang Zhengyong muttered to himself, holding the golden potion in the palm of his hand, revealing his angular fist.

……

Li Yan faced the scorching sun and withdrew his left hand, which he had clenched into a fist against the scorching sun.

He moved his fingers, and to be honest, his left hand was stronger than it had been before it was broken.

At this moment, Li Yan is standing on the edge of a dilapidated alley, upstairs from time to time there is a woman's unbridled laughter, the wind and sand are thick, the radiation dust that exploded in Jinding Square a few days ago happened to float here these days, even the winter humans who are strong in radiation tolerance are mostly closed doors and windows, and the street is much more deserted, only the black jeeps and soldiers holding submachine guns in the cars come and go.

The three-phase bomb exploded on the mountainside, and Li Yan jumped into the mountain stream at the last moment, that is, the one whose face was swollen and fell together with the black rider, even so, the high heat of the hydrogen bomb with a yield of two million tons also evaporated the entire river, and also made Li Yan, who was already covered in bruises, truly turn into a fiery skeleton!

After obtaining the Nine Phoenix Enhancement, even if Li Yan put his hand into the fire, he couldn't feel the slightest pain, burns, it could be said that it had been a long time for him.

It was also in this realm that Li Yancai endured the severe pain, bit down on the Shun Lian Pill and swallowed it......

The sound of the wind and the sound of clanging bangs, Li Yan stared at a certain window of the hospital building, he was wearing a thick cloak that would be difficult for anyone to recognize at a glance.

Li Yan remembered that it was not far from here, which was where Afaf worked, about five or six hundred meters.

Opposite Li Yan stood a reinforced concrete tic-tac-toe building, and Qiao Xing, who was seriously injured, was still in a coma in the room on the second floor of this building at this moment.

Of course, as a key facility, it is heavily guarded.

From Li Yan's point of view, all the security fighters here together are probably worth two third-order special operations team members.

Li Yan smiled, but he didn't make any moves, if he didn't find a suitable opportunity to get close to Liang Zhengyong, he would expose himself, and lose the Shun Refining Pill, even if he saved his life, he would have to return home this winter trip.

In fact, what to do is very simple, Li Yan is just waiting for it to get dark.

The strong wind ripped the rope on the iron pillar, the wooden sign whistled and smashed at Li Yan, and a girl wearing a boat-shaped hat poked her head out of the window, just as she saw a tall thin man wrapped in a cloak outside grabbing the wooden card in the wind.

"Sir?"

She screamed.

Li Yan first stared at the word fundraising on the sign for a long time, and then swept over the name on a dusty yellow note with dry ink.

"Sir?"

The girl shouted again.

Li Yan straightened his waist and walked up, handed the sign to the girl, and pointed to the "fundraising" on it.

"Thank you."

"What is this for?"

The girl didn't raise her head: "The committee of the Black Star Chariot finances the establishment of an orphan shelter, collects donations from individuals in Area B, and if you are willing to donate, you can write your name on a wooden plaque." ”

She spoke crisply and quickly, but without emotion, and was obviously worn out of patience.

"It doesn't look like it's working very well."

The girl looked up and saw only the man's chin and a row of teeth.

"How much did this person donate?"

The girl didn't answer, but just pulled open the drawer next to her.

In a drawer, a shriveled metal coin lay alone, shabby.

Li Yan did laugh, the more he laughed, the happier he became, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.

He fumbled in his pocket for a while, then handed the girl a stack of bills: "Count, count me in." ”

When he spoke, he still couldn't stop laughing.

The girl took the money and pulled out a yellow sticky note from her hand.

"Sir, you can write down your wishes and suggestions for the future of Area B, and these fundraisers will personally give you your opinions on the future development of Area B."

The girl's barrage of words spat out softly and quickly.

"No, no, no."

Li Yan smiled as he withdrew his hand from his sleeve, between his middle finger and index finger, there was a metal coin, and the corners of his mouth were still grinning.

The girl didn't notice that the coin was missing, and if she did, she might not take it to heart, she closed the drawer directly and handed Li Yan a pen.

"Well, write a name."

"Hehe, no, it's in the last person's place, ahem."

Li Yan put the back of his hand on his mouth, and his shoulders were still shaking, as if he had really heard some great joke.

"Sir?"

Li Yan ignored him anymore and turned to leave. The laughter gradually drowned out in the wind and sand.

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