Chapter 4148
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He thought that he would be very excited after everything was over. Yes, he was very excited now, but there seemed to be a corner of his heart that was empty. The wind kept pouring in, making him feel a little cold and a little disappointed.
He wanted to ask his partner and get to know each other better. Maybe he could confess his identity. From the moment his partner raised his gun to kill Cobra, they could actually have a chat.
Unfortunately, Xia did not give them a chance to talk and disappeared just like that.
In the car, the special forces from the Russian signal flag had already made contact with the country. They changed their equipment in the car and were checked like ordinary passengers before leaving the blockade.
Outside the car, the bright sun shone on the city. It shone on the clear blue sky and the clear mirror-like sky above the city. Under the clean sky, everything was so peaceful, as if there was no riot in the early hours of the morning.
Pedestrians came and went on the streets. There was an endless stream of cars on the streets. The pedestrians still had smiles on their faces as they walked leisurely on the streets. They were not affected by the riot, or it could be said that they were used to it.
The north was the most chaotic part of their country. There were always a few riots in a month, and the whole country's people were used to it.
The south had the least riots because it was where Melbourne's image was. Although the occasional riot was scary, they believed that the army would take care of it properly.
But they did not expect that Melbourne's most famous entrepreneur and philanthropist, Mr. Crowne, would die in the riot. The people who heard the news raised flags in protest. They demanded that the government find all the rioters who killed Mr. Crowne and ask the government to give an explanation to the philanthropist, Mr. Crowne, and the people.
Sitting in the car, Luke's gaze fell on the two girls who were holding up pictures of Cobra's donations. He suppressed the empty feeling in his heart and unconsciously curled his lips into a cold sneer.
If they knew that the so-called philanthropist, Mr. Crowne, was actually a demon, they would be very sad.
They only saw the surface of Cobra and were deceived for so many years. Until now, they had gotten rid of a huge cancer, but the people who did not know the truth still wanted an explanation for this cancer.
It was very ironic.
Fortunately, Cobra was dead. This was the happiest thing for him at the moment. He was so happy that he could temporarily fill the hole in his heart.
Xia …
A mysterious guy, Asian, tall, handsome, loved money, silent, cold … This was the Xia he knew. Then, what was the real "Xia" like?
Luke exhaled a mouthful of foul air that was mixed with blood. He did not know what kind of person the real Xia was.
She was too mysterious. He had probably never truly understood "Summer". Not in the past, and definitely not in the future. Perhaps he and his partner, Summer, would never meet again.
"Cobra was hit by a stray bullet and died on the spot. All the bodyguards around him were killed. Signal flag intelligence agent Luke completed his infiltration and returned to the country."
When the Russians received the news from the frontlines, they were both happy and regretful. Some people were so gloomy that they broke the pens in their hands.
Dead. Cobra wasn't brought back to Russia alive. She was dead!
Damn it!
The information in his hands and the underground businesses in other countries needed to be taken over by someone else!
The death of Cobra not only made the Russian senior official angry, but also the president of a Western country who had always supported Cobra. He was so angry that he smashed his folder.
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