Winster was abandoned and completely destroyed.? When he saw the new commander coming here, he almost went crazy. God's armed forces were his foundation, and now the above practice was equivalent to kicking him out. When he lost the dominance of God's armed forces, it meant he would lose everything!

"Gentleman, why do you find someone to replace me? Why don't I know? I'm very good, I still have the ability to command battles!" Winster roared at the gentleman on the phone.

"Hehehe! Old guy, that's right. You really need to recover from your injuries now. Can you trust others? Those big guys have already started to make trouble. If you don't stabilize the situation quickly, there will be a big mess." The gentleman comforted Winster and said, "When your injuries are recovered, everything will be yours. Listen to mine, recover from your injuries, don't worry."

"!I don't need to recover from my injuries!" Winster cursed.

"But the problem is that my opinion cannot fight against so many big shots, and the war here is also very cruel. Don't worry, it must be yours, and I can guarantee this. Okay, let's do this first, I still have a lot to do."

The phone hung up and Winster immediately called, but unfortunately the gentleman over there had turned off the phone.

"! Bastards, you will all go to hell, you will all die without a complete body!!!" Winster roared and cursed.

He did so much for the war economy leaders, and he conquered the world for them from the beginning, but now he has been ruthlessly abandoned. Did he do something wrong? No, nothing wrong! Because he lost a war? Who has never lost a war? Why don't he say he has been winning a war in the past?

Just as Winster roared, Hemingway, who came to take over, walked in and nodded at the abandoned previous one.

"Sorry, I don't want to take over this difficult position, but I have to take over." Hemingway sat on the chair, took out a cigar and held it in his mouth and said, "General Winster, I sympathize with you very much, but sympathize with me, I..."

"Get out! I don't need your sympathy! I don't know what you used to drive me off the stage, but I know you will not be able to sit for long!" Weinstein said angrily.

"General Winster, you probably understand the terribleness of your environment now." Hemingway said with a sincere face: "It's not that you are willing to withdraw or not, but that you are about to die! After staying here for so long, don't you still know their methods? A gentleman can call him his own people to anyone, but his own people are only himself. Simply put, the first thing I did when I took office was to let you steam the world, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Winster was stunned, and then his eyes showed a strong look of misery. He never dreamed that the outcome would be like this, so sad and so pitiful.

"Want me to die?" Winster stared at Hemingway.

"No, it's steaming on earth." Hemingway shook his head and stared at Winster's eyes and said, "There are many ways for steaming. You can be executed secretly, or you can live with your family in anonymous place that no one can find. I can execute you secretly, or you can make no one can find you."

"What do you want?" Winster narrowed his eyes.

"Self-protecting things." Hemingway smiled and whispered: "I don't want to end up like you, but I can't easily take the risk to make you and your family disappear. In exchange, I have to protect myself. I believe you must have something to protect yourself, right?"

"How can I trust you?" Winster asked staring at Hemingway.

"I can't make you believe me, but now you have to choose to believe me, right?" Hemingway smiled and lit the cigar, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out the smoke.

Winster must die, this is the order given by the gentleman to Hemingway. But Hemingway will not unconditionally execute the gentleman's order. If he can treat Winster like this, he will definitely treat himself in the same way.

In addition, there is the most important point. He wants to figure out who killed Principal Wood. Hunting will definitely not kill Wood. Their relationship is so close that they are definitely not the murderer.

Winster was silent. After a while, he picked up the fruit knife on the table, cut open his right forearm, and took out a chip implanted from it.

"There are many conversations between me and gentlemen, which are enough to protect myself." Winster stared at Hemingway calmly and said, "I believe in you now. When will you let me and my family steam?"

After taking the bloody chip, Hemingway took out a ticket and threw it to Winster and said, "This is a ticket to Vladivostok, and your family is already waiting for you. After arriving in Vladivostok, you can make plans."

Winster held the air ticket tightly and focused helplessly and powerlessly. He could only accept this result. Running to Russia to take refuge is the best choice.

"By the way, who killed the Golden Lion Wood?" Hemingway asked.

"It's all in the chips," Winster said.

Hemingway nodded, got up and left immediately, stripping out all the voice information in the chip. He heard many secret actions of Winster and the gentleman, including how to design and kill Wood, kill the students of the Hunter School, and blame Long Xiaoqi.

That night, Winster left by plane and went to Vladivostok to reunite with his family.

Hemingway did not sleep, his face was always ashen. Principal Wood was also his respected mentor, and now the evidence is in his hands. If it is published, it will inevitably make the gentleman extremely miserable. But he cannot publish it, because once it is published, he will be done with it.

Long Xiaoqi became innocent, and the power that hunted him would change the direction of the wind, which would help the other party stand firm again. At that time, he would lose, and the loss would not be much stronger than Winster.

At this moment, the gentleman called.

"Hemingway, let go of all our work immediately, and many of our big shots were assassinated! Immediately, mobilize your people to track them down for me!" The gentleman made a anxious voice.

"Assassination?"

"Yes, assassination!" said the gentleman in a panic: "It's the woman who deposed Winster, who claimed to be Long Qianxia and Long Xiaoqi's sister! Damn, she has killed seven!"

Long Xiaoqi's sister? Hemingway was stunned for a moment. He never knew that Long Xiaoqi had another sister, and assassinated seven big bosses in one go. It was a mess that there was also a problem with the leader of the war economy, which made everyone unable to sit still.

At this time, Long Qianxia completely changed her appearance. While walking to the hotel where a big boss was, she muttered: I did not do bad things, I did not do bad things, you bully me first, you bully me first...

It was indeed those big guys who bullied Long Qianxia first and touched the little girl, and then Long Qianxia had to take action. Who made her look so beautiful, and who made her beautify the whole country every time she changed her appearance?

Not doing bad things is always Long Qianxia's rule. Killing people means doing bad things. If there is enough reason, killing bad people is not doing bad things.

Long Qianxia, ​​who had disappeared for several years, came out silently, and once it came out, it messed up God's armed forces, and accompanied the internal leaders of the war economy.

Don’t underestimate Long Qianxia. She is very simple and simply divides people into good people and bad people.

The third sister taught her: Killing good people is bad, and killing bad people is good!

When Long Qianxia asked her third sister in confusion what a bad person was, the third sister pinched her cheek that could make any man have evil thoughts and told her: Whoever bullies you is a bad person, and she is a big bad guy!

Long Qianxia knew how to tell good people and bad people, so she ran here to find the big guys. Whoever bullies her is the bad guy can kill them. After killing her, she is doing good things.

In the suite, the boss squeezed Long Qianxia's chin and couldn't wait to touch her feet.

"laugh!"

A fishing line passed through the boss's neck, leaving a red mark.

"Plop!"

The boss lay heavily on the ground, covering his throat that was squirting blood outwards, his body convulsed constantly, and he slowly swallowed his last breath.
Chapter completed!