Major Taylor was about to go crazy with anger. He had nearly a hundred people on his side, including agents and policemen, but they couldn't find a Chinese agent who was seriously injured in the leg. If this matter was spread out, it would be a disgrace to the entire Anti-Terrorism Intelligence Agency. If the Director knew that this was the result of today's incident, he wouldn't need to be demoted anymore. He would just pack up and go back to his hometown to farm!
The group of agents under him didn't even dare to breathe loudly at this moment. The rocket had clearly hit the pillar that the Chinese agent was leaning on, so where was the Chinese man now? Did he really know ancient China Kung Fu, or did he know the legendary skills of that country? If he could become invisible and pass through walls, there was no other explanation for how the Chinese man suddenly disappeared in front of everyone!
Taylor couldn't understand, and the agents also couldn't understand. No one knew where the damn Chinese man went, and no one knew how he left. In any case, he just disappeared!
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Jiang Cheng simply treated his wounds in the private clinic and hurriedly left the place. After all, the surveillance ability of the D Country was too strong. The streets and alleys were filled with surveillance cameras, and there were even satellites in the sky monitoring 24 hours a day. If it was daytime, then he would have nowhere to hide. Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was still dark, he had to quickly escape.
On the way, Jiang Cheng casually stole a few clothes from the courtyards of several families and changed the bloody clothes and pants he was wearing. He then stole a black BMW on the side of the street. In any case, it was dark and no one could see it. By the time Old D's intelligence agency found out about this, he would have already escaped to the ends of the earth. No matter how they chased after him, they wouldn't be able to find him.
A week later, at the Hongqiao International Airport in Shanghai, China, a dark-skinned Chinese man dragged a simple suitcase and carried a briefcase in his hand out of a flight from Singapore. He stepped on the solid ground of the airport and looked around with a pair of sunglasses on his face.
This man was Jiang Cheng, who hadn't seen him for a week. He successfully escaped from Country D, transferred to Country M, then to Country B, and then transferred to Brazil. After buying a fake passport there, he flew directly to Shanghai, China. It took him a week to get there. After experiencing this life and death battle, Jiang Cheng missed his home even more. He immediately bought a ticket to the provincial capital and was ready to take the high-speed train back to Jiangnan City.
At this time, in the Jiang family's courtyard in Shiguan Village, Jiangnan City, it was filled with people. Jiang Zhiguo and Hu Xiulan were sitting on a stone block at the entrance, looking blankly at the door, waiting for their son to return home.
"Auntie, you have to hold on! Xiao Jiang passed away early. Don't take things too hard. You still have to live on! "An auntie was trying hard to persuade Jiang Cheng's mother.
At this moment, Mr. Zhou squatted beside Jiang Zhiguo and said with a sigh, "Old Jiang, I'm sorry for your loss. I know you don't feel good. I don't feel good either. It doesn't feel good to see your son die before you!"
As he comforted Old Zhou, he started to cry. He thought of his son who had died a long time ago. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't learn to be a good person back then, he wouldn't have been hacked to death on the streets. It was said that Old Jiang's son had died for the country. At the very least, he could be called a martyr, but his own son had died in vain. After his death, his family had to fork out money to buy a cemetery for him to be buried in.
Jiang Zhiguo looked at his neighbor, Mr. Zhou, who was sobbing. He couldn't help thinking of his son, Xiaozhou. He was the same age as his son, but they both died so young. One died last year, and the other died this year. They were really a pair of good brothers! Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiguo could no longer hold back his tears.
The day before yesterday, the girl of Mr. Li's family suddenly ran back from Country D. She rushed to their house and told the two old people that Jiang Cheng had died and was buried alive in the ruins.
His mother, Hu Xiulan, fainted as soon as she heard the news. Jiang Zhiguo was not much better. He almost had a heart attack at that time. Fortunately, Li Shiya was beside them, so they survived and didn't die with their son.
Now, two days had passed, and there was no news of their son. There was also no news from the agent who brought Li Shiya back. The old couple thought that their son had really died in a foreign country. Although they had joined the army and were loyal to their country, they didn't even have a body. They still couldn't believe that their son had suddenly died!
Suddenly, a motorcade drove in from the entrance of the village, filling up the entire main road. In the lead was a white Porsche, followed by Audi, Passat, and other official or corporate cars. A young woman dressed in white got out of the Porsche's driver's seat. The people who came to mourn looked at the woman in surprise and found that she was dressed like a widow. She wore a white flower on her head and was dressed in plain clothes. Everyone was not surprised and began to discuss her.
Li Shiya, who was in the courtyard, was also dressed in mourning today, as if she was the daughter-in-law of the Jiang Family. The two siblings of the Mu Family were also dressed in white. The woman in front of them was also dressed in mourning. Looking at her dress, people would think that she was the daughter-in-law of the Jiang Family!
Jiang Zhiguo and Hu Xiulan got out of the car. Mino's mouth was wide open. Jiang Zhiguo's father stammered, "Boss, Boss Mi, why are you here?"
Mino's face was also full of tears at the moment. She knelt in front of her parents and cried, "Uncle, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If it weren't for my mistake at work, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have gone to the United States, and he wouldn't have died there! It's all my fault! "
As soon as the people who were mourning in the Jiang Family heard these words, the atmosphere immediately changed, especially Jiang Cheng's mother. She grabbed Mino's hand excitedly and asked loudly, "What? You were the one who let my son go to America? You were the one who let him go alone? "
She grabbed Mino's collar and scolded, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, my son would have married Xiao Ya and started a family. If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't have gone to your bullsh * t company to be the vice president. You even let him go abroad. Now that he's dead abroad, you still have the face to come to my house. Give me back my son, give me back my son!" Mino's face was filled with rage. She looked at Hu Xiulan, who was grieving and nodded. "It's all your fault, it's all your fault.
Give me back my son, give me back my son! "Mino was pushed by Hu Xiulan and couldn't help stepping back. As a result, she lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground. At this moment, a pair of strong and strong hands hugged her from behind. Mino looked back and was stunned.
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