After Big Pineapple was arrested in the hotel, Wang Qiushi called Zhang Dongcheng in less than two minutes.

"Where the hell are you going? Ah?!" Zhang Dongcheng shouted hysterically with his cell phone.

"A little accident happened here. An officer was going to take my car back to the army. I took some time to deal with this matter." Wang Qiushi asked in a hurry: "Where are you? Tell me!"

...

Two hours later, in the woods behind the stupa.

Zhang Dongcheng clenched his fists and rode on Wang Qiushi and smashed it hard: "Fuck your mother, do you know that because of your accident, neither of my two brothers came back, ah?! You killed us!"

Wang Qiushi did not fight back, but fell to the ground and responded: "I don't want this to happen. I got rid of the officer who got on the car, which made me unable to stay in the Northwest Military Region... I broke the big deal about General Ba'ang."

"Why don't you answer the phone? You have to tell me that if you come back, we won't be separated. If you drag it for a while, there will be no accident in the big pineapple." Zhang Dongcheng roared with tears in his eyes.

Wang Qiushi stared at the sky in a daze and said, "It's all fate. When you called me for the first time, the officer was in the car. When he found something was wrong, we had a conflict. The phone fell on the seat and was pressed by the black screen with knees..."

Zhang Dongcheng fell to the ground with a loud bang, closed his eyes and growled: "How should I explain to Ozawa? Let you tell me, how should I explain to you?"

...

In the office building of the Northwest Military Region, Lao Mo held his cell phone and asked, "Who did you catch it? Is it that Zhao Xuesong? Are you sure it is him?... Damn it, take him back and die immediately, right away!"

After saying that, Lao Mo threw the receiver on the landline phone, and a smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

"Di Lingling!"

The landline phone rang again. Lao Mo looked at the electric meter and immediately picked up the receiver and said, "General Secretary Wu."

"How is Lai Peng's situation?" General Secretary Wu asked in a low voice after four or five seconds.

When Lao Mo heard this, his expression suddenly became disheartened and said in trembling Burmese language: "After the accident, the guard platoon took me, Lai Peng, to the hospital as soon as possible. But the gods didn't open their eyes, and he disappeared halfway. General Secretary Wu, Lai Peng, my brother, worked with me for many years, is my comrade-in-arms who share life and death. Without him, I will lose my right-hand man!"

General Secretary Wu was silent.

"Fuck, this matter must be caused by Ba'ang." Lao Mo added gritted his teeth and said, "General Secretary Wu, I ask the army to issue final combat instructions. The Northwest Military Region will gather all its troops and at all costs to solve the cold war problem in the Myitkyina region."

After thinking for a while, General Secretary Wu responded lukewarmly: "You are responsible for Lai Peng's death."

"I'm willing to accept the punishment."

"But people are bound to make mistakes, so you can't punish them." General Staff Wu frowned and ordered: "Waiting for news from the military, don't act rashly."

"We always obey military orders."

"The gunman caught it?"

"Yes, it's that Zhao Xuesong."

"He really doesn't want to live anymore. Just do it quickly and make some noise." General Secretary Wu threw down his sentence and hung up the phone directly.

...

Domestic Hangzhou z.

"What did you say?" Luo Jiajun jumped from the sofa in amazement: "Lai Peng is dead, Brother Xi is gone, either?"

"Yes." Dong Guan nodded: "I was doomed too."

Luo Jiajun looked at the ground blankly, thought carefully for a long time and said, "The biggest relationship we have in Myanmar D is Lai Peng. If he is gone, many things may change. So you have to frequently contact Lao Mo and observe his attitude. Do you understand?"

"What should I do with Brother Xi?" Dongguan asked in reverse.

Luo Jiajun was silent for a few seconds and said, "The body cannot be returned, so cremated first."

"Jiajun, have you ever thought about it? There are not many people left in us?!" Dong Guan suddenly shouted, "When will we fight for, and will it be over?"

Luo Jiajun was stunned when he heard the sound.

"I'm tired, I'm really tired." Dongguan sighed and hung up the phone.

Luo Jiajun looked down at the mobile phone screen. After thinking for a while, he immediately sent a text message to Dongguan: "At this time, whoever withdraws will finish first. Dongguan, I have no other choice, and there is no trustworthy person to send to Myanmar. You must communicate frequently with Lao Mo."

Dongguan sat in the car and looked at the text message, his eyes were red and murmured: "I will help you again in the end, last time!"

...

In the office of the military department, General Staff Wu was wearing casual clothes, lowered his head and drank a cup of strong tea, and ordered with a very ugly expression: "Call, Lao Meng from the Ministry of Political Department to come to my office."

"Okay." The adjutant immediately got up and went out after hearing the sound.

About ten minutes later, a strong middle-aged man entered the house and saluted and shouted: "Sir!"

"Sit." General Secretary Wu waved his hand.

The middle-aged man sat upright on the chair on the outside of the desk with his chest straight and sitting in a standard position.

"Laipeng was assassinated." General Secretary Wu said in a plain tone.

Middle-aged man responded in silence: "I just heard of it."

"He is very important. You go to Mengyiwa immediately and take over what he is doing." General Secretary Wu gave a brief command in his words.

Lao Meng responded nervously when he heard the sound: "...The things in Lai Peng's hands are very complicated, and I may find it difficult to understand them thoroughly for a while."

"You have to eat it even if you can't eat it. I didn't expect his assassination in advance, and now there is no suitable person to take over." General Staff Wu frowned and replied: "If you go, you must focus on some actions against the Northern Military Region. If you can adapt, I will directly order you to replace Laipeng's position."

When Lao Meng heard this, he was overjoyed. If he could really replace Lai Peng, he would have become a rank-level official, which would have been much better than the job of being on the throne.

"Go."

"Yes!" Lao Meng turned around and left after saluting.

General Staff Wu sat at the desk, rubbed his temples tiredly and scolded: "What does this bastard Baang want to do? Did he not consider the consequences of assassinating Lai Peng? He must have a plan, but what would it be..."

...

Zhejiang j Hangzhou z.

Yinzi quickly walked into Luo Jiajun's room, sat on the sofa and asked, "Li You called me again, and he urged me to make a decision as soon as possible. Look, should I agree to him and sell the shares in my hands?"

Luo Jiajun smoked a cigarette expressionlessly and did not reply.

"Jiajun, this matter is actually not complicated anymore." Yinzi explained again: "Luo Jiahong's meaning is very obvious now. If I don't sell the shares in my hand to him, he will not show up on his own initiative."

"What about after you sell the shares to him?" Luo Jiajun asked softly: "What should he do if he is going to run away?"

"No." Yinzi shook his head: "I will gain his trust if I sell the shares to him. The next step is that he will definitely think of buying shares from other veterans through me. And as soon as he appears, we can get rid of him."

Luo Jiajun narrowed his eyes and looked at Yinzi, with a faint smile on his face, but his inner thoughts were extremely complicated.
Chapter completed!