Chapter 983: Don't expect me to control you

All the helicopters in the sky are combat aircraft of the Bo Mingyin Army.

At this time, infighting occurred.

A number of members of the special execution team soon swarmed around Xiao

Hongdao. They protected him and retreated toward the bungalow.

The members of this group of special enforcement teams were all dressed by

Xiao Hongdao’s confidant in the Duke’s Mansion. One of them whispered: “Sir,

there is an air defense tunnel in the military zone, and Commander Bai’s team

will be here soon.”

Xiao Hongdao sat in a wheelchair and calmly gave orders, “Tell Bai Mingyin,

don’t stay alive.”

"Don't worry, all areas around Liaoshan are under martial law, and they can't

get out."

Xiao Hongdao and more than ten team members evacuated to the underground

elevator. After the bulletproof door was closed and the elevator slowly

descended, he frowned and looked at Yin Zhihong, "I haven't found Li Qiao

yet?"

Yin Zhihong shook his head, "Li Qiao has a lot of tricks, maybe she has

already run away."

At this moment, the door opened, and a clear and cool voice came with the

wind, "Is something wrong with me?"

Outside the door, in the dark and quiet air-raid corridor, Li Qiao was

standing in the middle, and the light line leaking out of the elevator

happened to be coated with golden light on her body.

Changes happened again and again, and the hanging needle pattern on Xiao

Hongdao's eyebrows was like a sharp sword, deep between his eyebrows and eyes.

However, the deep city and experience, even if his heart is anxious, can make

him instantly stabilize his mind.

"You finally came."

It was pitch black behind the air defense corridor. Li Qiao stood welcoming

the light, with one hand in her pocket, her expression very weak, "Where is my

family?"

"Want to know..." Xiao Hongdao drew his eyes, raised his hand and waved

lightly, "You follow me."

Two confidants stepped forward to grab her, Li Qiao remained motionless,

allowing them to clamp her arms.

Li Qiao didn’t even struggle, and very cooperatively followed them to the air

defense corridor, "Old Mr. Xiao is not curious why I am here?"

"You have lived in Liaoshan. If you don't have the ability, what would you do

with me?"

Li Qiaoyun twitched her lips lightly, "You know me quite well."

Xiao Hongdao glanced at her sideways, "It is not only Shang Zonghai who knows

the tricks of knowing himself and the enemy."

……

On the other side, the periphery of the armament zone has long been chaotic.

Bo Tingxiao is still fighting with Zuo Tang, but the strange thing is that

they are not injured to each other, but there are many members of the

execution team lying on their feet.

Deaths and injuries, most of them are serious.

Zuo Tang has lost her left leg, but the metal prosthesis has become her most

advantageous weapon.

At this time, the four brothers have stood up from the lazy chair, two

helicopters have crashed not far away, and the other three slowly hovered to

the ground.

Zuo Xuan took the lead to jump out of the cabin door, walked quickly to Shang

Yu, and nodded and reported: "Hall Master, there is already a chaos in the

camp, Tan Lao just called, let us evacuate first, and he will send someone to

clean up the aftermath."

Shang Yu put his hands in his pockets and looked at the helicopter behind Zuo

Xuan silently. Seeing Shang Zonghai stepping down the spiral staircase, the

man strode to greet him, his voice extremely deep, "How about pretty?"

Shang Zonghai took a deep look at him, then looked back and said to Wei Ang:

"You personally ** the crown prince back to the British emperor."

"No need." In the cabin, Old George was skillfully picking up the noise-

reducing headset, "I'll be with you to be a witness."

Shang Zonghai, dressed in a dark-gray Tang costume, looked at old George

obliquely, playing jokes: "I just escaped from the dead, and something happens

next, don’t expect me to distract you."

5000 words will be changed three times in the morning, and a change will be

made tomorrow afternoon, around 6 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)