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- Afternoon, Beijing Airport. The central government really thought highly of Xie Wendong and specially prepared a special plane for him. It was not big, it could accommodate more than ten people, but in China at that time, it was considered quite good, which gave him a lot of respect.
Xie Wendong arrived at the airport accompanied by Dongfang Yi and several strange agents in black. The thin figure in the Mao suit was straightened up. At the request of the person above him, he specially wore a pair of sunglasses. After all, the central government did not want the news of Xie Wendong being sent away to be leaked to the outside world. Once Japan knew about it, China would be extremely embarrassed. situation. Xie Wendong's face looked a little pale. When it was time to leave, and when he was forced to leave, who would be in a better mood.
Dongfang Yi comforted him as he walked: Forget it, the people above said it, you still have a chance to return to China in a few years.
You are quite well informed! Xie Wendong secretly said sarcastically. On the surface, there was no change. He just nodded lightly and said nothing.
Dongfang Yi still thought of himself and said: At that time, you were not yet thirty, so you could start everything over again!
It’s easy to say! Xie Wendong looked up and sighed, then lowered his head and was speechless.
While speaking, another group of agents walked out of the airport, looked at Xie Wendong and Dongfang Yi, nodded, and said: Mr. Xie, please. After saying that, regardless of whether Xie Wendong agreed or not, he took his arm and walked towards the entrance passage. Dongfang Yi wanted to follow, but the others stopped him with their hands, and they were so arrogant that they didn't even look at him. He was a senior official in the Political Department. He had never been so wronged. His face was expressionless and he said in a cold voice: Do you know who I am?
No matter who it is, no one is allowed to enter without the approval of the superior. In one word, Dongfang Yi is firmly supported.
Xie Wendong was almost held hostage and got on the plane. There were five or six burly men in black who got on the plane with him. Just by looking at the muscles that held up the clothes, he knew that these people had undergone rigorous training. Special warrior. It seems that the central government does not want to give Xie Wendong a chance to escape. Xie Wendong had no intention of running away at first. If he wanted to run away, why should he wait until now. After getting on the plane, I sat down on the chair, closed my eyes, and meditated.
Through the glass window, Dongfang Yi looked at the slowly starting plane and shook his head secretly. Xie Wendong, such a smart person ended up like this today. As the saying goes, if you make a wrong move, you will lose everything. Xie Wendong's mistake was that he was too hasty. He should not have rushed to kill the soul group. Once the soul group died, Japan would pin its resentment on him alone. At the same time, he would also lose his value to be exploited by the government.
Dongfang Yi sighed in his heart. In the evening, just as he was about to go to sleep, he received a call from his subordinate, saying that Xie Wendong's plane had an accident on the way. After hearing this sentence, he who was already very sleepy almost fell off the bed and asked loudly: What did you say?
There was an accident on the plane! I heard that a part of the aircraft exploded midway and the plane crashed. Now, the central government is assigning people to clean up the wreckage.
ah? Dongfang Yi opened his mouth wide and said nothing for a long time. After a while, he asked: So where are the people on the plane?
No one is spared!
Dongfang Yi was holding the phone in silence. On a hot day, cold sweat soaked the pajamas on his back. He understood that the central government still did not let Xie Wendong go!
The wreckage of the plane was badly broken, and scattered parts were scattered on the ground, mixed with burnt corpses. The stench spread in the air, making people feel sick.
One of the corpses was burnt to black, and the clothes could be vaguely identified as a black Mao suit. The searchers also found on the wrist of the corpse the silver-threaded gold knife that Xie Wendong had always kept with him and regarded as his second life. It is certain that this body is that of Xie Wendong.
The news soon exploded in China, and also reached the ears of Wendonghui, Beihongmen, Jinpeng, Jinrong, the two sisters of the Gao family, and others. It was difficult for people to accept this fact. People who cared about him cried bitterly, and even those who didn't know him shook their heads and sighed. People in the underworld lamented that a generation of heroes had just fallen. When Xiang Wentian learned about it, he looked up to the sky and sighed, saying that he was missing one The biggest enemy also lacks a confidant who best understands his heart.
Everyone in Wendonghui and Beihongmen paid filial piety, and a look of sadness appeared on everyone's face.
Soon after, Jin Rong went abroad for further studies and seemed unwilling to stay in this sad place for one more second.
After that, the two Gao sisters also disappeared one after another, and no one saw them again.
This is Xie Wendong’s story! City J, in a suburban prison. A middle-aged man in his fifties with mostly white hair muttered a sermon while smoking a cigarette. Surrounded by a group of young people in their twenties squatted, listening attentively to the stories he told. Xie Wendong has been dead for a long time, but his name has not faded in people's minds. It seems that more people are talking about him and are fond of him.Due to his age, he is full of curiosity about his deeds, what he has done, and everything about him. There are inevitably some exaggerations and exaggerations, describing Xie Wendong as a figure close to a god.
Could it be that he is really dead? At the end of the story, the young people still couldn't accept that Xie Wendong died like this. One of them, a smart-looking young man, asked in disbelief.
The middle-aged man's face changed reflexively, and he nervously grabbed the young man's collar. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his pale, almost transparent face was about to stick to the young man's face. He spoke with fear and disbelief. , and asked excitedly with a slightly inexplicable excited voice: What? What did you say? Is he, Xie Wendong, still alive?
No, no, no The middle-aged man's violent reaction frightened the young man. He waved his hands repeatedly and said in a panic: I, I don't know, I just don't believe it. How could a god-like figure like him die like this? Woolen cloth?
Phew! The middle-aged man opened his mouth, slowly released his skinny palms like chicken paws, leaned against the wall, looked up at the sky and murmured: He is a human, not a god, he is just a bad guy
The Pacific Ocean, an unknown island. The area is only tens of thousands of square meters, but the environment on the island is elegant and spring-like all year round, with lush green grass that never wilts all year round. The sunset in the evening and the magnificent red sea line make it seem like this island is the only island in the world. In the middle of the island, a majestic and luxurious villa that is almost perfect stands upright. The white marble walls are as white as ivory, and the glazed tiles shine under the sunlight. It is colorful and dazzling. Standing close to it, it makes people feel like The feeling of being in wonderland. The owner of the island bought it for US$200 million. The price was not cheap, but he felt it was worth the money.
On the beach, several cruise ships docked. On the beach, a couch was propped up under a large sun umbrella. There was a person lying on it. He had thick black hair that fell below his eyebrows. He was shirtless, with sunglasses on his eyes and a mouthful. Lighting the smoke ring, the raised legs swayed from time to time, feeling the baptism of the gentle sea breeze in the evening, and enjoying the warm sunset. I am afraid that even the gods would be jealous of such a happy and contented look.
Two girls walked up not far away, wearing only three-point bikinis. Their toned and well-proportioned figures were clearly revealed, and their skin was as delicate and fair as milk. The two look very similar, equally charming, equally gentle, and equally like a fairy
The two girls came to the side of the man on the couch, one on the left and one on the right, leaning on his shoulders. Without words, their happy smiles were more beautiful and moving than the splashing sunset.
At this time, another girl walked out of the villa. Looking at the three people who were about to stick together on the beach, she shook her head helplessly, smiled, and shouted loudly: Let’s eat!
The man on the couch heard the shouting, finally opened his eyes, gently helped the two hot girls on the left and right away, stretched himself, and said with a smile: What a good sleep! Then, he rubbed his stomach again, shrugged and said: I'm really hungry, Xiaoling is always so prompt, haha.
What’s so stinky! The girl on the left wrinkled her delicate eyebrows slightly and started stroking his arm from side to side. The man gritted his teeth in pain, turned over and stood up, and the sunglasses on his face fell off, revealing a pair of long, narrow, curved, but bright eyes that were almost radiating. He grinned and said: "When will this problem of yours be changed?" Change it!
It can’t be changed. As the saying goes, you look older at the age of three. I am now in my twenties, how can I change this? ! The girl smiled in a clever and weird way, yet still innocent and straightforward.
The man looked at her red lips opening and closing, and had the urge to go up and taste its fragrance, but he resisted and said helplessly: Okay, I can't help you, let's go back, let's go back to eat.
Today Rongrong called and said that she would be on vacation in a few days and asked you to pick her up.
Pick her up? The man patted his forehead and said with a deliberately sad face: It seems that a little trouble is coming again! His face was sad, but his eyes were smiling.
Jingle Bell! A pleasant ringtone rang. The man picked up the phone, looked at it, and said with a smile: You go back first, I will answer the phone. With that said, he turned and walked aside.
The two girls smiled understandingly and walked back to the villa while talking.
After the man saw the two girls walking away, he picked up the phone. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly and his eyes were narrowed, but the light emitted was as sharp as the substance. Brother Zhang, how are things going?
The old man has taken care of it, but there are still some little ones down there. Brother Dong, do you want to keep them or not?
hehe! Cutting down the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows!
No need to ask, this person is Xie Wendong. He is not dead. The Xie Wendong who got on the plane that day is dead, yes, but it is not him. You should still remember that the person mentioned earlier looks very similar to Xie Wendong. A man who had received great kindness from him and was suffering from a terminal illness. That man used his life in exchange for??Thank Wendong for his life.
“The bad guy has been written here, he is almost finished, and it should come to an end. If everyone thinks this bad guy is still acceptable, then the bad guy will continue.
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