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Chapter 783 Failure Will Never Belong To China

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    Chen Mengya clenched her fists tightly and waved them in the air. Looking at the cheering crowd below, she also shouted excitedly: "Everyone at the scene and in front of the TV, we have won." Speaking of which, she clenched her fists and waved in the air again.  For a moment, "Failure never belongs to China."

    "Failure will never belong to China." Shouts and roars sounded in the studio hall, and even the audience sitting in front of the TV jumped up and shouted.

    At this time, hundreds of reporters gathered around Yang Luo.  Due to the complete blockade of the airport just now, these uncrowned kings were anxious enough.  Now that the hostages were rescued and the blockade was lifted, they ran over as if they had been on steroids, asking questions around Yang Luo.

    And Li Tao and the others were not spared either. These guys turned a deaf ear to the questions of the uncrowned kings, and just posed coquettishly in various poses for reporters to take pictures.

    Yang Luo kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word, but he was entangled all the time and couldn't get away, until he saw Lu Qiang coming from a distance with a smile on his face.

    "Everyone! That's our Director Lu, if you have any questions, please ask him."

    Those reporters were already in a hurry when they didn't get Yang Luo's answer. Now they heard Yang Luo's words and looked back, and saw a middle-aged man walking over with several policemen in police uniforms, and ran over with a huff.  There was no one around Yang Luo.

    Yang Luo waved his hand, "Let's go! Let's go and see that big man."

    Lu Qiang was surrounded by those reporters, which made him very anxious.  Raising his head and seeing Yang Luo staggering away, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

    The a320 was still parked there quietly. Zhuang Yang and Liang Yuwen led the team members to stand guard under the plane. When they saw Yang Luo, they saluted, "Ju Yang!"

    Yang Luo asked: "Is there no one coming out?"

    Zhuang Yang nodded: "No one came out."

    "Pa" Yang Luo snapped his fingers, "Let's go up and have a look."

    All the passengers in the a320 sat obediently in their chairs. They could hear the intensive gunshots clearly just now, especially after experiencing the hijacking incident, and they were always panicked.  But they knew it was dangerous outside, and it was relatively safe on the plane before the police came, so the cabin was fairly quiet.

    The cabin door opened slowly, and everyone looked back, only a dozen people came in, and at the end were dozens of heavily armed special police officers. By this time, their panic had finally calmed down, and they stood up one by one.  Shouted, "We're getting off the plane, we're getting off the plane."

    The corner of Yang Luo's mouth curled into a smile, and he raised his hand and pressed down, "You are already safe, don't rush to get off the plane."

    Yang Luo's words immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd. They did not have the courage to resist the terrorists, but they did not have any concerns about the police.

    "Why don't you let us off the plane, I want to complain to you."

    Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Because there is another terrorist among you."

    Yang Luo's words immediately caused quite a commotion, everyone looked at the people around them vigilantly, fearing that they would be suddenly taken hostage.

    The corners of Yang Luo's mouth pouted again, "Go back to your seats and do your best, don't move around."

    This time, no one objected, and obediently returned to their seats and sat down, but they all stared at the person sitting next to them nervously.

    Yang Luo walked forward slowly, his eyes flicked over everyone's faces, he stopped suddenly, and looked at a middle-aged man in ordinary casual clothes with a beard.

    "Deputy Commander Zhao, I really can't recognize him."

    The middle-aged man looked at Yang Luo in astonishment, "Are you talking to me?"

    Yang Luo laughed loudly: "Deputy Commander Zhao, who is qualified to let me, Yang Luo, greet you here, only you."

    The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, "Comrade, you are mistaken. My surname is not Zhao, let alone the army commander you mentioned."

    Yang Luo looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe the middle-aged man's face. A strange thing happened, the beard on the middle-aged man's face disappeared.

    Yang Luosen said coldly: "Let's go! Deputy Commander Zhao, you came to my territory all the way. I, Yang Luo, have to do my best to be a landlord."

    The face of the middle-aged man kept changing. He was none other than Zhao Bo, who had not defected yet and was in a hurry to leave the country. "How did you tell?"

    Yang Luo said with a smile: "Anyone who has been a soldier knows that as long as he has been a soldier for a day, the brand of a soldier will be engraved on his body and will never be erased."

    Zhao Bo sighed, did not speak any more, stood up and walked.; Cui Lianqing did not make a long speech, but spoke a few short words. After encouraging and affirming their work, the celebration reception began.

    Chen Mengya drove the car from a distance and saw all the people at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. She stopped the car slowly, then got out of the car and walked over.  It was found that the crowd was stopped by several policemen, and there were still many people in the crowd holding pennants.

    "Fathers and folks, Director Yang is really not here. If you want to see him, come back tomorrow." A policeman shouted at the top of his voice.

    "How could you not be here? You are not lying to us." A person shouted in the crowd.

    The policeman shouted: "I don't need to lie to you, you can keep the pennant or come back tomorrow."

    Chen Mengya pondered for a moment. It seemed that Deputy Director Yang, who spoke rudely and hadn't met him, was really not there. Otherwise, the police wouldn't have stopped the common people from entering.  After all, these ordinary people did not come to make trouble, but to send pennants. No unit would reject such a good deed.

    Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back, then got in the car, took out a pink phone in his bag and dialed a number.

    After only two rings, the other party hung up directly.  Chen Mengya's temper also came up, and she called again, but this time the other party didn't hang up, but didn't answer either.

    Chen Mengya put on a delicate little face, unbelievingly dialed over and over again, I don't know how many times she dialed, but the other party just didn't answer.  In the end, she was so angry that she left the phone on the passenger seat, muttering and cursing: "What a bastard, don't you know how shameful it is to refuse a call from a beautiful woman?"  stuffy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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