Chapter 869: Three Years
Sirens sounded in the distance, and martial law has begun in Manila today.
Old Anpa squinted his eyes and stood there with his hands behind his back. He looked at Wei Sheng for a moment, and finally his eyelids twitched slightly. He turned around and said, "If you make a noise, don't leave any traces."
Like the landing operation, everyone knows who did it, but it is difficult to leave evidence.
The brigade came and went quickly.
The old Anpa got into the car, and the little Fang Anpa turned and went out the door, and threw a grenade with the safety off at Wei Sheng.
Then he slammed the door shut and dodged to the side of the wall. The explosion didn't sound immediately, as if there was a pause.
The fire is soaring!
The bang was deafening, and the ground under his feet seemed to tremble. Little Anpa moved the neck that had just been hooked, and stepped into the car with a sneer.
The convoy was majestic, but swift and violent mixed with a bit of contempt, and slowly drove out of the alley.
The city of Manila is not peaceful today. After the hijacking of the presidential palace just ended, there was another big explosion with flames rising into the sky. On the street, passers-by looked in the direction of the rising black smoke, but did not Don't understand what's going on.
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In Beijing, Yang Lichun, who was cooking in the kitchen, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart. She turned her head and said to her husband in the living room, "Why do I suddenly start to panic in my heart? You can call Xiaosheng and ask about the situation when you go abroad." Nope?"
"Where can I get through on my mobile phone when I go abroad, wait for my daughter to write to us." Wei Jiefang said with a smile.
Turning his head to look at the sky outside the window, it was a sunny day, but the scene seemed extraordinarily deep.
Wei Sheng only said that he needed to go abroad for business matters, and he left yesterday.
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MSS Headquarters.
three floors.
Liu Qingping turned pale when he learned the truth, and the corners of his lips trembled unconsciously for a moment, and then he returned to his usual calmness.
Manila's eyeliner has sent back definite news.
Wei Sheng died. The body was found, but it had been blown to pieces. The remains and clothes were all there.
He finally sat down on the chair slowly, closed his eyes and frowned, he never expected that things would develop to this point.
What's more, he didn't expect that he pushed the child into the fire pit.
And the other child, how should I explain to him.
Liu Qingping turned his eyes to look outside the gate, knowing that the young man has not left the gate since he was just left, and has been guarding there.
how so.
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Wei Sheng's death didn't cause much trouble, but she died, MSS sent people to find Wei Sheng's house in private.
Both Cui Yongzhen and Li Zhengwen knew that Yang Lichun's cries almost spread throughout the building that day.
Then Cui Yongzhen went to the opposite door to inquire about the specific situation, and when she heard the news of the death, even she was stunned.
When asked what happened, Yang Lichun bit his lip and passed out from crying, but finally did not give an answer.
She also saw Wei Jiefang, a big man, squatting in the corner of the kitchen and crying with his head in his arms.
This news is tantamount to shocking news to the Wei family, and to the Cui family, it is also equivalent to a thunderstorm. Cui Yongzhen can only lament the impermanence of the world, how can a good person just leave?
What worries her the most is her own son.
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No matter what mistakes Wei Sheng has made in this life, or what honors she has received, what right choices she has made, or what wrong choices she has made, time will not stop because of her death.
The sun still rises and sets as usual, the four seasons are still distinct in spring and autumn, sunny days are still bright and sunny, and cloudy days are still cloudy and rainy.
The development of the city is still drastic, with lots of houses being knocked down, lots of high-rise buildings erected in the urban area, urban roads getting wider and wider, and various land ring bridges built one after another.
Time flies, three years are gone.
During these three years, Wei Jiefang and his wife were saddened by the death of their daughter, and they stopped doing business and returned to Chaonan.
Perhaps it was because of pity that Cui Yongzhen would visit whenever he returned to Chaonan in the past three years, bring some things, and hold Yang Lichun to comfort him.
Fortunately, the sad decline of the Wei family only lasted for a while. The couple later regained their lives and made the Lichun brand famous in the following time, thanks to the three million yuan left by their daughter.
In the past three years, Liu Jianren has never neglected to take care of Wei Jiefang and his wife. At the beginning, he proposed several times to return the company to Wei's family. Things seem to be slowly falling apart.
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Country M, San Francisco, San Mateo County.
Ten o'clock at night, late August, no wind at night.
The huge plastic cover on an open space in the north of the county seat opened with a bang, which was extremely ear-piercing in this silent night. After the cover was lifted, the dark and shiny fuselage underneath was immediately exposed.
A huge plane like a beast appears above the open space, with its wings stretched backwards like a solid triangle. At first glance, it looks like an eagle with its wings swinging back. It makes people want to send it into the vast sky Gallop proudly.
"You really developed the F-22?" The middle-aged man who picked up the suitcase closed his pupils sharply, and quickly stepped forward to caress the extremely cold fuselage.
"The F-22 stealth fighter is a fighter with super maneuverability and high stealth. It can carry powerful weapons and ammunition. Compared with the F117A, it has improved range and long-distance bombing capabilities. The radar reflection cross-sectional area is only one percent of that of conventional aircraft. It can conduct stealth operations 24 hours a day." The man opposite said softly.
"Can I go up and have a look?"
"Please."
The moment the man with the suitcase walked out of the fighter plane, he already raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. This is a real fighter plane, not a model, let alone a joke.
He glanced at the black convoy under the fighter plane, and said in his heart that since Huang Gezhang passed away two years ago, and the adopted son of the old man succeeded to the throne, Hongmen of country Z bought Beisha Island, built a military factory, and began to stop arms purchase transactions with other forces. , followed by a deathly silence. Some time ago, it was rumored that it was selling an upgraded version of the F711A. Everyone laughed when they heard the news.
Where did you think it was true?
He walked quickly in the opposite direction until he walked out of the open space, came to the black car parked by the roadside, leaned over and knocked on the window.
The car window slid down, revealing the man's fair and handsome face. Even though it was not the first time he saw this face, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be intimidated by his Tsinghua University. He couldn't help sighing again, clearly in his early twenties, he had such an achievement , but Ruifeng's eyes, which were black and white, were always hidden with a touch of coldness.
He only glanced at it, then said in a concentrated voice, "Young Master Cui, it's true."
The young man in the car narrowed his eyes slowly, his face under the short black hair couldn't help showing a bit of emotion, and he said after a while, "Pay the deposit."
Immediately afterwards, the car left the convoy under the night, turned around and headed towards Los Angeles Airport alone.