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Chapter eight hundred and ninetieth departure

The next day, the tenth day rises in the east.

Today, the weather is sunny and the blue sky is endless.

"ah!"

Zhang Cheng stretched himself and hadn't slept in like this for a long time. He raised his head and looked out the window, where the golden sunlight poured in from the window.

Afterwards, Zhang Cheng got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and washed up.

It's half past nine now, um, is this?

Suddenly, Zhang Cheng saw milk and bread on the table. Under the bread, there was a piece of paper with small words written on it.

"Goodbye, Zhang Cheng. I'm going out for a long time, and I don't know when I'll be back. You said that my boss is no longer young, but you are not the same. I hope to see you married next time when I come back."

"Relationships need to be faced. Blindly escaping is useless. As long as you truly love each other, I believe you and Cai Lin will get back together."

"I wish you happiness!"

"Finally, there is milk and bread on the table. Remember to eat it. If you waste my efforts, I will not let you go. The bread was made for you by my own hands."

At the end, Zhang Cheng seemed to see Song Jia waving her little fist at him.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't waste it." Zhang Cheng smiled slightly, picked up the bread and milk and ate it. But he didn't know why, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Why did you leave without saying goodbye and leave in such a hurry? At least you waited until I got up before talking. You didn't even say a word to me last night.

When will she come back?

Half a month?

One month?

Or two months?

Thinking in his mind, Zhang Cheng had already finished eating the bread and drinking the milk.

Throwing the milk carton into the trash can, Zhang Cheng put on his sneakers and walked out the door.

"That's him!"

Watching Zhang Cheng get into an online car-hailing car, a man wearing a peaked cap whispered.

"Yes, that's him." Next to him, a foreign woman whispered.

"Leave it to us."

"Do it cleanly and make everyone think it was an accident," the woman warned.

"Don't forget, we are the Holy Blessing Army." The man disagreed, "If we weren't afraid that the candidate saint girl would know, we would have killed him last night. To deal with an ant, we actually dispatched our Holy Blessing Army. It's really our Holy Blessing Army.

Youjun’s shame.”

"There is no other way. In fact, Mr. Owen doesn't want to send you Holy Blessing Army." The foreign woman sighed, "Now the Holy Religion is in a special period. No one expected that someone as powerful as Mr. Raphael would die in China. We are also fighting against China.

China is facing a new conflict, and it would be terrible if the relevant Chinese departments discover it."

"Okay, I understand. We'll take care of it."

After hearing this, he looked solemn and nodded.

"That's good. Sir Owen and I will leave China with the candidate saint girl now. After you have finished dealing with it, we will come back."

After the foreign woman finished speaking, she got into a black car. The black car started and drove away with dust and mist.

"It's our turn to work. You're just a little ant. Being able to die in the hands of our Holy Blessing Army is the greatest honor in your life." The man said with a cold face. He was not a foreigner, but an Oriental with ordinary appearance.

man.

Now that he has returned to Nanhai, Zhang Cheng must of course go to Yongbao. Nanhai is both the starting point and the foundation of Yongbao.

Even though Yongbao has now moved its headquarters to Yanjing, this place is still very important and can be said to be the heart of Yongbao. Therefore, now he is going to visit the company.

I haven't been here for more than four months, and I don't know what changes have occurred at Nanhai Company. I heard from Mark and the others that the company is thriving and making rapid progress under Leng Ningbing's care.

Moreover, even when everyone thought Zhang Cheng was dead, Yongbao did not decline or disband, but instead united around Leng Ningbing. This surprised Zhang Cheng, but also pleased him.

"Leng Ningbing, you are indeed Leng Ningbing. It seems that you are more than just a business genius."

Zhang Cheng thought.

Without his sea-fixing needle, Zhang Cheng would not be surprised even if Mark and the others break up. They originally gathered around Zhang Cheng for their own purposes, but now that Zhang Cheng is gone, they naturally have no reason to stay here.

However, Leng Ningbing insisted on leaving Mark and all of them without any second thoughts. This was very difficult to do, and I don’t know how she did it?

It was at this time that Zhang Cheng felt something in his heart, raised his head, and looked ahead.

Almost at the same moment, on the opposite side, a heavy truck suddenly changed lanes as if due to an operating error.

"Ahhh!"

Online ride-hailing drivers are terrified!

Immediately afterwards.

There was a loud bang, a loud noise.

Compared with the heavy truck, the online car-hailing car was as fragile as an ant. After being hit by such a rapid collision, it was instantly twisted and deformed, turning into scrap metal.

Thick smoke and flames billowed out of the car, and in just a moment, the car turned into a burning torch.

The miserable end of the people inside can be imagined.

"What a tragedy!"

"Even if the fire fighters arrive, they will only have to collect the bodies."

The passers-by around saw this and started talking one after another. No one stepped forward to save the person because they knew it was hopeless.

"nailed it."

In the truck, the Chinese man just now said with a smile.

"This little thing needs to be handled by our Holy Blessed Army. You know, our Holy Blessed Army is a force directly under the Holy Religion. When did our Holy Blessed Army become so worthless?" In the driver's seat, a man admired the burning

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said in a leisurely manner.

"There is no way. This is Lord Owen's order. Even the boss dare not disobey it." Another oriental man in the passenger seat said helplessly, "Okay, according to the plan, we should drive away immediately."

"Okay, let's leave quickly." The former nodded, immediately started the truck, and prepared to drive away. Someone picked them up.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion among the people around.

What happened? They wondered.

At the same time, two figures suddenly flew out of the window of the burning car. One of them fell to the ground and rolled over. The other did not fall to the ground, but pushed hard on the ground with his hands and bounced up.

He was running with great strides and was extremely fast. He climbed onto the truck in almost the blink of an eye, shrunk his body, and entered the passenger seat of the large truck through the open window.

"Are you committing murder? Or was it a car accident?"

Zhang Cheng said with a smile to them who were stunned.

Even though they were all official members of the Holy Blessed Army, they were stunned for a while before they realized what they were doing. They took out their knives and guns, swung the knife at Zhang Cheng, and shot Zhang Cheng's vital parts with the gun.



"Miss Song, it's time for us to leave." Father Owen said to Song Jia at the dock.

"Wait a minute, isn't it time yet? I want to see more of the South China Sea." Song Jia looked at this familiar city and said absentmindedly.

"There are still a few minutes. Okay, I'll give you a few more minutes." Irving looked down at his watch and said.

(.=)


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