Chapter 24 Five Years of Death

Roaring out, Song Zhengwei was deflated and supported against the wall, closing his eyes in pain.

The daughter at home was gone, and the son and daughter born outside the family were found by the Bo family, and he had to agree.

"Jinghua, I will definitely avenge my daughter's revenge. You yourself know the cruelty of the special education institute. I will send someone to take care of her and make her death painful."

"You have a good rest, the company has something to do, I'll come to accompany you later." Wiping his face, Song Zhengwei did not persuade his wife any more, and ordered the special nurse to clean up the ward and leave the hospital by himself.

The withered mother Song watched her husband leave. The grudge in her eyes was like blood stained with poisonous juice, thick, twisted, and vicious.

In order to protect the Song family, let the daughter die in vain, there is no way!

Two soft-spoken nurses passing by the door said, "Miss Anjia is really miserable. I was terrified when I gave her the medicine, and she was full of injuries..."

Miss An?

Anxia?

Mother Song quickly got up and rushed out of the ward, shouting, "What floor does she live on?! Tell me now!! Hurry up!"

"Ah, Mrs. Song Song Song..." The two nurses were frightened and replied stutteringly, "It seems to be on the fifth floor, you... Mrs. Song..."

The resentful Mrs. Song restrained her anger and returned to the ward. She couldn't be impulsive. Since she knew that the murderer was also in the hospital, she had to arrange it properly.

The two nurses wearing masks smiled at each other and left the advanced VIP ward area.

At this time, ten floors away from a city in the M country, a mysterious Internet secret message from the Xia country appeared on an encrypted computer.

In front of the computer, the handsome young black-haired man raised his bloodshot eyes. The moment he saw the password, the man's eyes widened, his face full of shock.

This is the only code that the commander has contacted with him, and no one knows except him and the commander.

But his commander has been sacrificed for five years!

The light and shadow of the screen floated through his eyes, cold as a thin blade, and the man quickly tapped the keyboard with his ten fingers.

A minute later, the man propped up the computer desk with both hands, and stood up with a 'bang bang' in his eyes.

how is this possible!

How could the commander who died for five years be in the Xia Kingdom?

Is she really the commander-in-chief?

The encrypted code appeared again, concise, simple, and a little impatient, just like the commander's tone of the year, "Xia Guo, right now."

Possessed, the man's fingers on the keyboard trembled slightly, and he sent the last string of encrypted characters: the subordinates will set off immediately.

Yes or not, Xia Guo must go.

Five minutes later, a group of four left the Imperial Base and flew to Xia Country.

Xia Kingdom, Xuancheng

An Xia emptied all the records on the computer and sighed.

Five years, she was actually killed for five years.

Really TM... want to scold the street!

Take a deep breath, take another breath, and look away, fortunately only five years, but fortunately not fifty years!

After 30 seconds to adjust her mentality, An Xia walked out of the Internet cafe and looked at the black commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road.

"Clang..."

The left and right car doors were pushed open, and four tall and sturdy men in black went straight to Anxia.

An Xia's eyes swept across the tail ring worn by the little finger of one of the men. It was a vulture. The dark eyes were soaked with the chill of winter, and the killing intent was gradually rising in his eyes.

Members of the notorious "vulture gang", they have all set foot in the territory of Xia in the past five years!

The shady breath was approaching, and the four of them were already standing in front of An Xia. The man with the tail ring glanced at An Xia, confirmed it was correct, nodded slightly, and the two men raised their hands and kidnapped people in the street.

"Call 01, call 01." In the dark corner of the street, a casually dressed man pressed his headset and called the action center.

"01 Received." The icy voice pulled away, like a sword that just emerged from the ancient abyss. It is simple and mysterious, and contains the majestic sword intent that can tear through the darkness. Where it refers, the sword intent is cold and cold Haoran, spooky, spooky and spooky have nowhere to hide.