Chapter 1827: Is your happy time a bit too long

"Jia Rong, I am also very sad when Tan Kai is dead, but we can't be arrogant!"
Han Bingyu persuaded earnestly, "Molo's identity is the U.S. cultural exchange ambassador, so he does not represent an individual, he represents the U.S...."
"That's right, what I want to destroy is it!"
Lin Yu said coldly.
"Now is not the time to be a hero with big talk. It is an eventful season. The U.S. is staring at you up and down. Once you attack Moro this time, the U.S. will definitely pursue it to the end and put pressure on the people above us. By then, if When it comes to irretrievable leeway, above... I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid I will sacrifice me, right!"
Lin Yu said lightly, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart, I have my own way!"
"but……"
"Trust me!"
Lin Yu interrupted her in a deep voice again, and said firmly, "If I don't kill Moro now and get out of the country by him, then I'm afraid I won't want to find him anymore! I'm afraid I will be in my heart all my life. disturbed……"
He knew that it had been nearly a day and a night since Ling Xiao's death. Moro was afraid that he had already received the news and left here, and he might even be ready to abscond and return home.
All Lin Yu must seize the time to find him and solve it, otherwise, once he leaves the land of hot summer, it will be difficult to find him again in the future.
Seeing Lin Yu being so determined, Han Bing sighed softly, without stopping, and then said firmly, "Well, as long as he is still in the northeast, I will find him!"
Next, after watching the bodies of Tan Kai, Ji Xun, and the members of the Military Aircraft Department being loaded into the delivery vehicle, Lin Yu ordered Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong and Yun Zhou to transport the two black boxes they found back. Beijing.
At the same time, he took the Yanzi and Xiaodou back together.
Their purpose of coming to the Northeast was finally realized, although they paid such a huge and painful price.
"Sect Master, let's go with you to kill Molo and go back!"
Jiao Mu Jiao gritted his teeth.
"No, let Big Brother Niu be with me, Big Brother Jiaomu Jiao, go back and take care of your injuries!"
Lin Yu patted the shoulder of the broken arm of the Jiao Mu Jiao, and whispered, "This is you. If you are an ordinary person, under such intense fighting and low temperature, I am afraid that half of my life will be lost!"
"Besides, these two boxes of things are our lives in exchange, and we need someone who can trust them to follow them all the way back!"
Speaking, Lin Yu looked at the boxes on the ground, and whispered the golden dragon and the Jiaomu Jiao in a low voice, "Remember, on the way back, you can't let these two boxes leave your sight for a minute!"
"understand!"
Jiaomu Jiao and Kang Jinlong nodded together.
Then the two of them took Yunzhou, Yanzi, Daxiaodou, and two black boxes, got on the special car, and headed towards the airport.
As for Baili, he was taken directly to the hospital by an ambulance.
Regardless of whether he was alive or dead, Lin Yu was already worthy of him.
"Sir, I can't wait to see that bastard!"
Bai Rentu licked his lips, his voice was cold.
Hundreds of kilometers away from Changbai Mountain, in the Presidential Box of the Celebrity Hotel in Jishi City Center, Molo in a suit is waiting anxiously in the room at this time, smoking a cigarette and looking at the phone on the table from time to time. .
A few minutes later, the phone on the table suddenly shook and buzzed.
Moro trembled, rushed to the table, grabbed the phone, and said anxiously, "Hey, Mr. Derek, why did you take the call so long?!"
"Sorry, Mr. Morrow, we had a meeting with Mr. Logan just now!"
Derek on the other end of the phone was preconceived and asked cheerfully, "Well, you are so anxious to talk to me, you must be eager to tell me He Jiarong's death!"
When Moro heard this, his heart jumped, swallowing, and the words came to his lips, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Haha, why don't you speak anymore? Is it too emotional to express it?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone said leisurely, "If you don't know how to describe it, you can directly send me some photos of He Jiarong's death!"
"Tsk tusk, it's not easy. We paid so much, sent the top elite of our special department, and took such a big risk to kill him in the hot summer. It is really not easy!"
Derek said with self-confidence, "But if we solve this big problem, no one can stop our special place in the future, and no country can stop our great country!"
Moro froze in place holding the phone, and every word Derek pierced his heart like a sharp knife, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
"Molo, why don't you speak?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone saw that Moro hadn't spoken, and said suspiciously, "I can understand your joy and excitement, but is it a bit too long?!"