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829 give me back home

This is a gang fight that can be recorded in history. The soldiers were driven into the sea and cursed. Unfortunately, the curses now cannot arouse the anger of the guardians at all. The reason is very simple. You are all so pitiful, why are you still screaming?

Long Xiaoqi and the guardians drove Feihou to their soldiers' father, and then guarded these guys. Whoever dared to come up would just be a belt and a big fish to swing it.

The soldiers were almost crying. They never expected it to be so miserable and were completely standing in the sea. They wanted to go back, but the problem was that they couldn't go back. They were waiting for the signal of war. Once the signal came out, it would be a cruel war.

However, the war pattern here has been determined. As long as the war signal is out, they will be destroyed by the Guardians as soon as possible.

"When will the war start?" Long Xiaoqi asked Zhao Anguo.

"Maybe war will start, maybe not." Zhao Anguo replied.

The ambiguity is not that Zhao Anguo doesn’t want to say it, but that he doesn’t know when the war will start and whether it will be a war. Whether to fight or not cannot be decided by one person, and when to fight is not something he can guess.

"Oh..." Long Xiaoqi nodded and suddenly looked at Zhao Anguo with a shy face and showed a flattering smile: "Dad"

Zhao Anguo was so angry that he called him that he had goose bumps all over his body. He was really not used to Long Xiaoqi's call him.

"It's wartime now!" Zhao Anguo looked serious.

"Oh, I almost forgot, it's wartime!" Long Xiaoqi immediately became serious and rushed to Zhao Anguodao: "Big Boss, has the person in charge of Africa and the Middle East been decided? The situation in Africa is very complicated, and it's an imagination. I personally think that it is necessary to select the person in charge of Africa and the Middle East as soon as possible. It's the top priority. Everyone is there, so why not choose it now."

Long Xiaoqi looked serious, but in Zhao Anguo's eyes, he wanted to be an official.

Who doesn’t know what Long Xiaoqi did in Africa? He almost covered the sky with his hands. Now when it comes to this question, isn’t it just asking him for an official position?

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that you are not a member of the Guardian at all. You are now affiliated with the Longyin Brigade, right?" Zhao Anguo frowned and suddenly said angrily: "Who brought Long Xiaoqi here? When will he become a member of our Guardian? Get this guy away quickly. This is the Guardian's mission, the orange highest secret mission, how can someone get in?"

Hearing Zhao Anguo's roar, Long Xiaoqi's chin almost fell off: How can he be so shameless? How can he be so shameless? He brought me over to help you, and now he realized that I am not one of you...

But what Zhao Anguo said is right. Long Xiaoqi has never been a member of the Guardian. You are not a guardian. How can you do this when you come here to participate in the Guardian mission?

"You, you, you..." Long Xiaoqi stuttered: "You are too, too, too shameless... If it weren't for me just now, how could I fight so smoothly? I am..."

Long Xiaoqi really wanted to curse, but he was really hard to curse, and at most he could only curse shamelessly. But this shameless sentence made Zhao Anguo curse him so badly.

"Bastard!" Zhao Anguo said angrily: "Just as you do in Africa, I can arrest you and send you to the military court at any time! Do you think you are really a free person? Get out of here immediately, otherwise I will deprive you of your military status and let you be a real free person from now on, and you will never think of returning to China!"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoqi was stunned and didn't dare to say anything. It doesn't matter if he deprived him of his military family, but if he really wanted to be a free man and never think about returning to China, this is really not a joke.

"Dad, that, that...hehehe... don't be angry. I'm just talking nonsense for a while? Hehehe..." Long Xiaoqi smiled with a shy face, kept blaming Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying spread her hands helplessly, saying that she was helpless.

"Sister Three?" Long Xiaoqi looked at the third sister pitifully.

"Go back and participate in flood control and rescue." said the third sister.

Long Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment. According to their wishes, he was about to be driven back to China. But the matter in Africa is not over, so why did he be willing to go back?

As if seeing through Long Xiaoqi's thoughts, Zhao Anguo said coldly: "I will re-arrange people in Africa. You either refuse or get back to China."

"But I have fought Africa so far. I have invested countless times and will soon see the final victory. If I ask me to give up now, I would be too unwilling to accept it!" Long Xiaoqi said to Zhao Anguodao with a anxious look on his face: "Let me finish the affairs of Africa, and then arrange whatever you want, how about it?"

Africa is Long Xiaoqi's hard work. He hasn't finished his armed forces with God yet, so how could he give up?

"I chose you, and what you want to choose is all within your thoughts." Zhao Anguo stared at Long Xiaoqi: "Do you think I'm joking with you? Do you tell you a joke here? You have nothing to do with you when you choose to go back; if you choose to go to Africa, you will never think of returning to China in your life!"

His tone was extremely tough, this was really not a joke, Zhao Anguo was definitely serious.

"You brought me here just to bring me back to China, right?" Long Xiaoqi said with his eyes narrowed.

"It's up to you whether you can go back or not." Zhao Anguo pointed at Long Xiaoqi's nose and said, "If you are not my daughter's husband, do you think I can tolerate you?"

Long Xiaoqi nodded, his face full of anger and dissatisfaction. He could see that this was the rhythm of bringing himself back to China, and it was not for him to participate in the war at all.

But why is this?

Lin Feiyang, who was standing not far away, chuckled and looked at Long Xiaoqi's face full of mockery.

"Feiyang!" Zhao Anguo looked at Lin Feiyang.

"Come!" Lin Feiyang strode over.

"From today, you will be responsible for Africa and the Middle East affairs. Is there any pressure?" Zhao Anguo said.

As soon as these words were said, Long Xiaoqi was really angry. If Zhao Ying hadn't held his arm tightly at the critical moment, he would have dared to rush up and argue with his father-in-law.

What is this? I have worked hard until now and will win the final victory soon. You will let me get out of here with just one word? Okay, it’s okay to let me get out, but don’t give Africa to Lin Feiyang, no matter who you give Africa!

Long Xiaoqi was furious and completely ignored the expression on Lin Feiyang's face.

It is obvious that Lin Feiyang had no idea that Zhao Anguo wanted to hand over the affairs of Africa and the Middle East to him, and for a moment, various complex expressions appeared on his face.

Being responsible for Middle East affairs means giving up the identity of the person in charge of Europe and the United States. But Lin Feiyang doesn’t want to give up, that is his sphere of influence and his base camp!

Who is Africa? Nowadays, Africa is recognized as Long Xiaoqi's, even if he is not a member of the Guardian. Lin Feiyang's trip to Africa is equivalent to robbing Long Xiaoqi's territory, and Long Xiaoqi will definitely fight his life!!!
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