Qiu Tong's eyes froze, and his smile was frozen on his face. He looked at the shells flying from the sky with some dementia, and his eyes were filled with horror.

No one had time to react, and the shells had already arrived in the air with a sharp roar, and they were high-explosive bombs.

"Boom boom boom..." Several shells fell and exploded next to the fishing boat, exploding waves. Everyone on the boat was shocked and turned the rudder immediately, but how could it be too late?

Several more shells flew over. This time, with the previous shells as relatively regular shells, the accuracy was much more accurate. Several large-caliber cannons landed on the fishing boat one after another, exploding a sea of ​​fire. Both fishing boats were lit with raging fire. The boat was panicked and began to jump into the sea to escape.

At the same time, the heavy machine guns and automatic smoothbore cannons on the warship that were sailing straight began to fire violently, causing a scream of ghosts and wolves to scream in the sea, and blood stained the entire sea area red.

"Why? Why? Liang Chen, a damn dog, actually impolite me. I swear, I must kill him, kill him..." Qiu Tong showed his head out of the sea and roared frantically. He saw the opportunity quickly and jumped into the ship in time, so he temporarily saved his life.

But just as he was cursing, his body suddenly became stiff. Then, he slowly lowered his head and saw a big hole in his left chest. The wound torn by the heavy machine gun was gushing out blood, dyeing the sea water red.

"I, good, hate!!!" Qiutong covered her chest, her body slowly softened, and moved away with the sea water.

On the ship, the person standing was not Li Ji, but the No. 1. At this moment, he stood at the bow of the ship with a cold expression, staring coldly at everything in front of him.

The control warships were not the former Chaoyang warriors, but were all replaced by secret weapons. This morning, the secret weapons forces secretly borrowed the warship from Li Ji and left the port. Some people knew the inside story, such as Li Ji, who did not stop him, but silently recognized him.

Some people don’t know the inside story, such as Liang Chen, who doesn’t know the specific situation yet. However, even if he knows it now, it’s useless, because the damn person is dead.

"The helicopters take off and search for all living people, and don't leave a living mouth. They should be sacrificed on the battlefield, not here." The Miwu No. 1 issued a cold attack order.

At the same time, the warship drove towards this side, and the helicopter also soared into the air and flew towards the coast.

Because Qiu Tong has a special identity, this matter must be kept strictly confidential and then confidential. Otherwise, if it is leaked, it will be a huge trouble.

The Secret Martial Arts Force itself is here to eliminate trouble for Liang Chen, so of course they will not cause trouble for Liang Chen, so they must eliminate the root cause without leaving any more trouble.

The warship searched the sea, and the helicopters and speedboats also dispatched at the same time. They searched a lot of circles in the surrounding waters. The sound of gunfire continued for a while, killing all those who had already died. Then they pulled all the bodies onto the warship, no more or less, just two hundred and ninety-one people, which was the total number of remnants of Qiutong, the scumbag army.

"Yes, that's OK." Miwu No. 1 looked at Qiu Tong's pale face and eyes that were no longer alive, nodded, asked his subordinates to sort out the bodies, and then the warship began to return.

Miwu 1 took the satellite phone number handed over by his subordinates, dialed several secret numbers, and the phone rang a few times. Yang Zhongyong answered the phone, "Chairman, we have completed the most important task, and at the same time reported to you an unfortunate news. Comrade Qiu Tong, director of the Special Situation Department of the National Security Bureau, and his subordinates were attacked by the local remnants of armed forces on the way back to perform the mission and died heroically." Miwu 1 said in a painful voice.

"I understand, transport his body back to China. In any case, he is also a Chinese soldier and a member of the Qiu family." Yang Zhongyong on the other side of the phone was silent for a while before sighing a long time.

"Yes, Chairman." Miwu No. 1 hung up the phone.

Two days later, Europe.

Liang Chen stood on a mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a vast manor.

There are various fruit trees planted in the manor. It is the flowering season. It is green and green, with lush branches and leaves, and the wind leaves are rustling. At first glance, you will feel refreshed.

In the manor, there are all kinds of modified shepherd sheds, Iron Age round houses, medieval Gothic buildings, and modern buildings. In terms of architectural style, this manor has a rich mix and match style. At first glance, it seems very chaotic, but when you look closely, it has a full flavor and an indescribable meaning.

"Master, is this our destination?" Zhang Da, who was following Liang Chen, licked his lips nervously, and asked excitedly.

Raman beside him stared at curious eyes and kept looking at him. He had never seen the world outside Africa, and he was so fresh and curious when he saw everything.

"That's right, the big man we are going to meet lives here. He is at home now. Let's go and visit them." Liang Chen tidied up his clothes, smiled slightly, and did not drive again, but walked downstairs with Zhang Da and Raman.

"This manor is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful manor. Wow, when I get old, I will buy such a manor and enjoy it. Oh, the life of rich people is good." Zhang Da said with a smacking his lips.

Liang Chen looked at him and smiled, "The manor lives in heritage and temperament, and it is not something that anyone can live as long as they want. If a person with disagreement lives in the manor, it is like a beggar wearing a dragon robe, and he doesn't look like a prince no matter how he looks.

In fact, from ancient times to the present, a manor has its own culture and system, and the secrets in the manor may have been hidden for centuries. It is no exaggeration to say that the manor belongs to the past of all mankind.

When the ancient Romans learned luxury, they had a manor of fame and fortune; when the British saw through industry, they had a manor of rural areas; when the Russians got serfs, they had a manor of nobles; when the French created wine, they had a manor of wine. Whether it was the villa manor of Laurenten, the manor of Pushkin, or the Gausford manor of the British Empire, they were all unique and had different meanings." Liang Chen smiled slightly.

"Wow, Master, you know so much. What else in this world is something you don't understand?" Raman asked in the already fluent Chinese language beside him, his eyes full of admiration.

"Little guy, you can replace me as the flattery king right away." Zhang Da smiled and smiled as he put his shoulders on his face.
Chapter completed!