"Go to hell!" Li Xiaohu kicked his legs, and his whole body pierced Wade's chest like a sharp arrow.
The sharp dagger was like piercing a piece of white paper, piercing his heart without any hindrance. Wade stood there stupidly, with a lot of blood flowing from his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face,
Said: "I lost, I still lost!"
"Yes, you lost!" Li Xiaohu gasped violently. He looked at Wade and said, "Not only did you lose the battle, you also lost your life!"
"Haha, this is what I expected!" Wade nodded, and then slowly fell down. Seeing this, the remaining soldier ran back quickly. Si Lian glanced at him, and then flew up his hands.
The dagger passed directly through the back of his neck. The soldier staggered and fell directly to the ground. A total of six soldiers, a small team, and all special forces, all died in this way.
"Master, how should we deal with it?" Si Lian asked hurriedly.
"Dig a hole and bury it!" Li Xiaohu sighed. Wade's death is inevitable. It can be regarded as a kind of relief for him. It would be more glorious for him to die on the battlefield than to die in the country.
, much luckier. If he does not die today, he will definitely die after returning to China. At that time, let alone pensions and burial expenses, as well as compensation for family members and various benefits afterwards, there will not even be the most basic honor.
.However, he died here today, and he will receive a great honor.
After working hard for half an hour, they finally buried six people in the pit. Li Xiaohu took a few people down the mountain. The driver had already changed the spare tire. After everyone got in the car, they quickly left the scene and sped towards Kabul.
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Kabul is a branch of the Versailles family in Afghanistan. After decades of development, this branch has dominated the economic lifeline of Afghanistan and has become an important enterprise component in this area.
"Master, we are here!" Si Lian got out of the car and opened Li Xiaohu's door.
"Yes!" Li Xiaohu nodded and got out of the car. In front of him was the headquarters of the Versailles family's branch in Afghanistan. A building that looked like a White House stood on the bustling streets of Kabul. Versailles with gray hair stood quietly at the door.
Waiting for a long time, he brought a large number of family members and other members to welcome Li Xiaohu's arrival. As for why Versailles wanted to see him, Li Xiaohu also expressed his confusion.
"Uncle Versailles!" Li Xiaohu walked over with a smile.
"Xiaohu, long time no see!" Versailles unknowingly changed from a handsome young man back then to a middle-aged man with a rich face and a strong back. He walked up and gave Li Xiaohu a warm hug, and the two met.
With a smile, Versailles asked: "Is your father okay?"
"Well, it's good!" Li Xiaohu nodded and said, "It's just that he often feels that he is getting old!"
"Yes, it's not just your father who is old, I am also old, our generation is also old!" Versailles was filled with emotion and said: "This world is slowly becoming the world of you young people, alas.
, we are all old."
"Where, Uncle Versailles is still very young!" Li Xiaohu waved his hand hurriedly and said: "This man, who is only over forty, is the beginning of youth."
