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Chapter 1017 : Chapter Seven Hundred and Fifty-Nine

"Enough, Mayor Qian, don't talk nonsense here. I don't understand what you are saying at all. Since you have already understood this, I won't explain it to you. If there is nothing to do, please go out. I still have a lot of official duties to be busy with!" Leng Changming's tone was cold and very solemn.

Mayor Qian's face was so blue that it was about to turn purple. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay, Leng Changming, you have a habit, let's see!" After that, Mayor Qian snorted coldly and turned to leave Leng Changming's office.

"Xiaohu has caused a lot of trouble this time, alas

"I see

"Drive your car!" Xiangnan's voice became hoarse. The driver was startled. In the morning, Minister Xiang was still proud. Why did he become so weak now? Is he sick? He was determined to ask more questions, but he was afraid of Xiangnan's strange temper and forced his curiosity to swallow.[

Xiangnan, who was sitting in the back seat, laying on his back, his eyes closed gently, looking sick on the surface, but in his heart, Xiang Wentian was dead. If this news came from someone else's mouth, he would definitely not believe it. However, the phone call from Mayor Qian of Changjiang City could not help but believe it.

"Wentian is dead, Wendi and Wenshui is dead. The boss is the last one. Duanzi and grandson. Wang Hu, you are too cruel!" Xiang Wentian thought with grief and anger. He had no descendants and only two daughters. Therefore, he has always been eager for boys. Xiang Wentian was very close to him when he was a child, and Xiangnan regarded him as his own. If Xiang Wenshui and Xiang Wendi die, Xiangnan will feel uncomfortable. Then Xiang Wentian dies. He even thought of suicide. He felt that the sky fell and the earth was sinking. The meeting this afternoon was not held. Even if there were many leaders and many reporters at the meeting, he would pay attention to his absence, but he couldn't care so much. This news must be told to his elder brother Xiangdong first. However, what should I say? Xiangnan couldn't imagine what his elder brother would react when he heard the news.

"Puu~" Xiangdong was drinking afternoon tea in the study. When he saw Xiangnan walking in, he was surprised. He was about to ask him why he was not in a meeting, but when he saw Xiangnan kneeling in front of him, he burst into tears as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Last brother, what are you doing?" Xiangdong was startled by Xiangnan's actions, and couldn't help but come forward to support him and asked while asking.

“Brother

"Three, what happened, say!" Xiangdong knew Xiangnan very well. He knew that Xiangnan must have had a big deal.

“Ask the sky

"What's wrong with him?" Xiangdong's eyes showed anxiousness, and he swayed Xiangnan's body, and shouted: "You said that!"

"He's dead,

Xiangdong's eyes were wide open, with incredible eyes, and his hands couldn't help but let go and hold Xiangnan's body tightly, staggered back two steps, and suddenly collapsed on the master's chair, unable to speak for a while.

“Last night

"Hahaha~" Xiangdong suddenly let out a crazy laugh, which scared Xiangnan.

"Brother, brother, don't scare me, brother!" Xiangnan hurried forward, supported Xiangdong's body, and said tremblingly!

"Okay, okay, okay!" Xiangdong said with a loud look in his eyes: "Broken son and grandson, God, what did Xiangdong do? You actually made me break son and grandson!"

"Brother, now is not a time of sadness. Wentian died in vain. It can even be said that he died with his eyes open. We want to avenge him!" Xiangnan said with anger flashing in his eyes: "Wang Hu, it must be him. He has always had a grudge with our Xiang family. He must have killed Wentian, and then he said Wentian fell to death!"

"Where is Wentian's body?" Xiangdong slowed down, his eyes turned, and he said with difficulty: "Have you transported it back?"

"Brother, Wentian's body has been cremated!" Xiangnan said with a shame: "Just this morning, the Yangtze River Military Region, in the name of martyrs, gave the funeral for Wentian and three super soldiers today!"

"Dog courage, such a big dog courage!" Xiangdong's face froze, and then said viciously: "Who was in charge of this matter!"

"Deputy Commander Zhou of the Yangtze River Military Region!" Xiangnan whispered: "Brother, there are nine team members left in Wentian's special super brigade. They acted together last night. They must know how Wentian died. Do I want me to bring them back? Ask me personally!"[

"Ask a lot!" Xiangdong said angrily: "Do you think we will meet those nine people who are greedy for life and fear of death? Since they were with Wentian yesterday but were not dead, it means that they have rebelled!"

"Brother, what should I do now!" Xiangnan suddenly lost his mind. The National Congress was launched. He could not let it go and rushed to Changjiang City. Even if he went to Changjiang City, he had already dealt with everything and could not find any mistakes. Moreover, it was someone else's territory, so he could not even lose his life!

"They said Wentian was fighting with the bandits to save Wang Hu, and then fell down on Dushan Mountain and died. Wentian was a second-level super soldier. Even if he fell from a cliff worthy of hundreds of meters, he would never be able to die!" Xiangdong is a generation of heroes. Now he has recovered some calmness, but Xiang Wentian's death was too great. His voice was a little weak, but he was very calm. "It must be Wang Hu killed, it must be, but what ability did Wang Hu have to actually help the Yangtze River Military Region destroy his body, and in front of all the soldiers, Wentian was labeled as sacrificing for the country, the people, and the comrades in his arms, and his intentions were extremely sinister!"
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