The bodies were pieced together and put into a body bag. The local police seemed to be useless and could not provide any clues. After all, Syria is the most chaotic country now, and there are many people who die here every day.??

The blockade is now not carried out by the local police, but by the Battle Banner Company, as well as many mercenaries who suddenly rushed in.

Regardless of whether the city is controlled by Syria in name only or by armed organizations, everyone is standing aside at this time.

The wreckage of the drone was packed up, and the body of the murderer who shot the bazooka, and all the related things were all loaded and taken away.

The local forces did not dare to approach, but they knew that this was a big man who was assassinated, and no matter who it was, they would carefully avoid it, for fear of being vengeful bloodbathed.

This is a general idea. If an important person commits suicide in a certain area, the surrounding armed organizations, even the local government, police, and troops will be implicated.

In this place of Syria, revenge must be massacre.

However, Long Xiaoqi did not make any noise. He carried Luo Cheng's pieced together body and boarded the plane, took Zhao Ying and the people from the Battle Banner Company back to China.

The body was broken, and Long Xiaoqi carefully sewed it with needle and thread.

Han Hu and his group watched Long Xiaoqi sew Luo Cheng's corpse in a relatively complete way bit by bit, and then watched him wipe the corpse, wiped the dirt and blood marks from head to toe, and finally replaced it with a new military uniform.

The plane was still flying, and there was still four hours before returning to the motherland. Long Xiaoqi had already dealt with Luo Cheng's body and put it back into a body bag, revealing the other party's intact but blue cheeks.

"Kneel down." Long Xiaoqi made a cold and quiet voice.

"Puo! Puo! Puo!…"

Han Hu and his men knelt in a row and lowered their heads.

They are responsible for protecting Luocheng, but in their protection, Luocheng was assassinated by a drone, which is their dereliction of duty.

"Click!"

Long Xiaoqi lit a cigarette, stuffed it into Luo Cheng's cold mouth, slowly turned around, and his eyes swept across the faces of Han Hu and others.

"Brother-in-law, this is our dereliction of duty, and we are willing to accept any punishment." Han Hu made a guilty and self-blame voice.

Of course he knew how far the relationship between the boss and Long Xiaoqi had reached. Both were real mothers and sons. Han Hu was the captain responsible for protection. Under his protection, he ruined the life of his best brother and mother.

"Bang!"

Long Xiaoqi slapped Han Hu in the face and immediately slapped the other party in the cabin, his mouth full of blood.

"Kneel down." Long Xiaoqi stared at Han Hu.

"Plop!"

Han Hu continued to kneel down.

"Bang!"

With another slap in his backhand, a wisp of blood spurted out of Han Hu's mouth and sprinkled on the cabin wall.

"Brother-in-law, if you hit me, you can feel better, just hit me hard. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I... wuwuwu..." Han Hu cried, he cried with regret.

Luo Cheng trusted him, and Long Xiaoqi trusted him, but this trust was not rewarded because Luo Cheng was killed by the bombing and could never survive again.

This is the big boss of the Guardian, and it is also Long Xiaoqi's mother. It is different, especially for Han Hu!

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

Long Xiaoqi had a cold face and kept thrusting Han Hu with his backhand forehand, his eyes were cold and ruthless. When he reached the end, he had already made the other party's face look like a face, bloody and bloody, and he couldn't even say anything.

Han Hu was still kneeling, and blood dripped down the corner of his mouth that could not be closed.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

Long Xiaoqi started to slap the next one again, and for a moment, the entire cabin was filled with crisp slap.

After being pulled down, he immediately came back and continued to kneel down, and continued to let Long Xiaoqi suck, repeating itself.

"Well... Xiaoqi, it's enough!" Zhao Ying stopped Long Xiaoqi.

"Get out!" Long Xiaoqi stared at Zhao Ying fiercely and said, "Is there any part you can talk to here? Don't you know what you should do? Look at your mother-in-law's faces are all blue, don't you know how to apply some powder to make it look better?"

Long Xiaoqi was extremely irritable and scolded Zhao Ying.

He is now in a state of division and is leaking, and even Zhao Ying can't say it.

"Um……"

Zhao Ying made a dull nod, but in the end he didn't say anything. He walked over to deal with Luo Cheng's green cheeks, making him look more natural and more beautiful.

If you get scolded, you will be scolded. It’s nothing. Everyone has times of collapse and everyone has times of out of control. Zhao Ying knows Long Xiaoqi the best and also understands the most.

Not being shot is already Long Xiaoqi's bottom line of rationality.

...

Four hours later, the plane arrived in China, and Long Xiaoqi walked off the plane in a daze with a body bag in his arms.

Han Hu and his group were all carried out, and several bones on each person were broken, all of them were beaten by Long Xiaoqi.

Lao Chang had been waiting for the airport for a long time. When he saw his daughter's body in front of him, his right hand trembled and his eyes turned red. He bent down and stroked Luo Cheng's cold cheeks that were covered with powder over and over again.

It’s just that if whites give black people.

A five-star red flag covered Luo Cheng's body, carried it away from the airport, and carried it to Luo's house.

The funeral was not placed where it should be placed at this level, because the old man didn't want to do so. It would be better if this was his daughter, so it would be better to keep it at home.

Long Xiaoqi also followed, but saw the old man waved his hand.

"What are you doing with me?" A Luo family member stared at Long Xiaoqi: "You are not qualified to follow me. If my little sister didn't want to save you, she wouldn't be able to go abroad, and she wouldn't be able to leak. Get out, go as far as you go, our Luo family doesn't welcome you."

A sentence poured Long Xiaoqi from head to toe like ice water. He did not walk forward any further, watching the convoy taking Luo Cheng's body and leaving.

"I……"

Long Xiaoqi was even more distraught, as if all his strength had been pulled away, and sat limply on the ground.

If he hadn't made a big fuss, if Luo Cheng gave up on him, he wouldn't have gone abroad, he wouldn't have been targeted, and he wouldn't have died.

Zhao Ying squatted down, gently held Long Xiaoqi's hand, and said softly: "Well... it's okay, it's okay, you have to do whatever you should do. That's your mother and my mother-in-law."

"Um."

Long Xiaoqi nodded and stood up with difficulty.

He had to go to the Luo family and be filial to his son. If a man was dead, he had to do what he should do, even the most unpopular person.

Wearing mourning is a Chinese tradition and will not disappear no matter when it reaches its peak.

Whether or not someone is sent to the end is important, it has nothing to do with face.

"ah!!!--"
Chapter completed!