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Chapter 703: The Edge of Death

Jin Donghai still had no reaction at all.

Curves such as the heartbeat on the monitoring instrument still don't fluctuate much, they just haven't completely turned into a straight line.

Qin Fei felt like his heart was like a stone falling to the sea, sinking to the bottom of the sea little by little with the cold water.

In my mind, scenes from the past flashed before my eyes like yellowed old photos.

"Jin Donghai!"

Qin Fei actually slapped Jin Donghai on the face, which shocked everyone.

"You are crazy!" The scholar was the most frightened. You must know that seriously injured people cannot be treated like this, and everything must be handled gently.

Qin Fei ignored the scholar. When he saw Jin Donghai didn't respond, he slapped the other side of his face with his backhand.

"You just gave up like this!? Come back to life if you can. You can compete with me openly. If you are still a man, come back to me!"

With that said, another slap!

"You became a coward more than ten years ago, and now you want to continue to be a coward? Your Jin family has disgraced you! Little Pepper will look down on you even more, because you are not a man! You are not worthy of being a soldier!"

Snapped--

Another slap.

The people next to me didn't hear a single slap, and they frowned, as if they were slapped in the face.

The scholar reached out to stop Qin Fei, but Lei Ming suddenly reached out and stopped the scholar.

"Lei Dui, you..." The scholar looked at Lei Ming in disbelief.

He couldn't understand why Lei Ming stopped him.

Lei Ming flicked a color on the monitoring instrument. The scholar looked back and saw that the values ​​on the screen of the instrument began to change, and the various lines that had been gradually flattening began to become zigzag.

"What a fool!" The scholar couldn't believe his eyes.

Jin Donghai, who was already on the verge of death, was beaten to death by Qin Fei's slaps!

"Okay! He has a heartbeat!"

The scholar shouted to Qin Fei: "Leave it to me! We'll be at the base soon. Don't hit him again! If you hit him again, he will die!"

When Qin Fei saw the real heartbeat on the instrument, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground and he sat down on the floor.



Outside Bajil City.

The night wind picked up the sand and lifted it into the air.

Several Hummers formed a circle in a semicircle.

Qinglong was wearing a mud-yellow combat uniform and a sand-colored tactical scarf around his neck, covering half of his face.

In front of him, there were corpses, all of which were killed members of the Black Sun mercenaries.

Desert combat boots stepped on the rough sand, Qinglong walked from the first corpse to the last corpse.

When he reached the middle, he stopped and squatted down.

The corpse at his feet belonged to Kosayev, the on-site commander of this operation. Now, one of the most powerful subordinates of Qinglong has turned into a stiff salted fish.

There is a bullet hole in Kosayev's head, which goes forward and back. There is a piece of skull missing on the back of his head, and his brain is standing on his hair, which looks quite scary.

In addition to this, there are two bullet holes in the chest, which were obviously caused by being whipped after death.

"call--"

He exhaled a low, heavy breath, and his breathing became heavier.

Then he spat to the side, took out the military PAD from his pocket, and after clicking on the screen, he saw the battle screen previously transmitted back from the on-site team.

In the picture, a familiar face made him unable to take his eyes away for a long time.

Qin Fei.

The target that the Black Sun organization had been chasing before was Kunchai.

One of the people he dispatched in Europe also died outside the airport restroom and was thrown into the trash can like garbage.

He suddenly felt that this young man he had always despised before would be the most powerful opponent he faced.

The FOX group and the Kosayev group all died at the hands of Qin Fei and the X mercenary group he led. This made Qinglong feel angry. This operation had strong intelligence support, as well as the most elite soldiers of the Qinglong group and

Absolutely overwhelming weapons and equipment, I originally thought that the Jiaolong team would be able to capture it easily.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and encountered the X mercenary group.

The road between enemies is narrow.

To celebrate the death of my father, I am still in trouble.

Qin Fei is definitely a thorn in Qinglong's side, and he wants to get rid of him quickly.

Lights appeared on the dirt road in the direction of Bajil City.

Qinglong stood up, took a few steps forward, and stared at the car lights.

This was a convoy. Slowly, more and more car lights came closer and closer. In the end, more than a dozen Hummers appeared clearly in sight.

The Humvee convoy stopped in front of Qinglong, and many Black Sun mercenaries got out of the vehicle, dressed exactly like the dead Kosayev, all armed to the teeth.

In one of the cars, two mercenaries dragged Suleiman, who was covered in blood, out of the car like a dog, and held him in front of Qinglong, who then knocked him down to the ground as if he wanted to throw a bag of garbage.

Qinglong looked at the visitor and asked lightly: "Do we have anything to lose?"

"Five were injured and two died," the visitor said.

"Okay." Qinglong nodded, squatted down again, grabbed Suleiman's chin with his hand, and raised his face, "Look at me, you trash!"

Suleiman's face was filled with fear, and he was already out of his mind.

He did not expect that so many mercenaries would suddenly appear and launch a surprise attack on the base camp.

In front of these elite mercenaries, not to mention that the battle just now had already severely damaged the local vitality, the militiamen almost collapsed at the first touch and fled for their lives.

The Black Sun mercenaries captured Suleiman and escorted him directly to Qinglong.

"Don't kill me..." Suleiman felt like he was about to cry. He saw the chilling murderous intent in Qinglong's eyes.

"Tell me, why did you take our money and not do the work with all your heart?" Qinglong's face was as cold as granite, and his voice was like thousands of years of ice.

Suleiman was stunned and quickly shook his head: "No, no... I have always followed your people's instructions..."

"If you had tried your best and not transferred people back to protect the base camp and the big mullah, maybe Unit 203 wouldn't have been able to rescue them so smoothly. Do you think I don't know anything?"

He raised his PAD, and a battle screen appeared on it.

Obviously, all real-time images are connected and transmitted.

Suleiman's face turned completely blue.

"I'm going to spend so much effort to capture you because I want you to know one thing. If you take our money, you have to do something, otherwise no matter who you are, you will die."

After that, Qinglong stood up, drew his pistol, and executed an execution-style shooting amidst Suleiman's pleas.

After killing Suleiman, Qinglong walked aside and took out his satellite phone and dialed a number.

"Boss, we are late. Unit 203 rescued Jiaolong and the X Mercenary Group."

Fan Tianlong, the boss on the other end of the head, seemed to be silent.

After a moment, he said: "Since my old captain's son wants to compete with us, then let's play with him. By the way, you are one of my most admired subordinates, Qinglong, don't let me down."

"Yes, boss."


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