"If we force..."
"Kunidong, let's not talk about how much we will lose by doing this. Secondly, since our relationship is relatively harmonious now, why should we make the relationship so tense? Moreover, this young man has promised to leave the seeds, which is our purpose for us. We have already achieved the best result, so why should we try to burn bridges?"
"Think about it again, what can we gain by forcing each other to stay? A seed that can be passed on? No, we will only leave behind a cancer that sprouts out of resentment!"
"This young man has done a good job. He chose us just because he is Chinese! If others give him a favor, we must repay him with a favor! This way we will not offend those who have the motherland in their hearts. Heart!"
The old man's deep and slow voice echoed throughout the conference room, making Cheng Guodong, who had just had the idea of forcibly withholding the end of the season, feel ashamed.
"Well, Prime Minister, in this case, we need to finalize the candidate for inheritance!" Tie Hongwei turned the conversation at the right time and diverted the attention of the people in the room.
Hearing this, the Prime Minister smiled and said to the three generals in front of him: "Who do you have candidates for?".
The gray-haired general Lao Hu, the round-headed general Cheng Guodong with sharp eyes, and the sturdy major general Tie Hongwei looked at each other. After seeing the look in each other's eyes, they said neatly: "Yes! I feel……".
The Prime Minister coughed lightly, looked at the sparks in the eyes of the three people, and said with a smile: "Come one by one!".
"I think my little Tie is very good!" Tie Hongwei said hurriedly.
"Iron Rooster! You have the nerve to recommend your nephew! You are showing favoritism!" Cheng Guodong narrowed his eyes, and a trace of murderous intent flashed across his round face.
"Ahem, two young people, don't be impatient! You must learn to respect the old and love the young, I think..."
"Mr. Hu, you are so old, how dare you argue with the two of us?" Tie Hongwei said with a look of regret: "My dad should want to have a good talk with you!".
"You brat, don't scare me with your dad. I owe him a bullet!? Nothing will do this time!" Hu Lao's eyes widened and he did not back down.
"You guys!" The Prime Minister smiled, knocked on the table, and said, "Think about what Xiaotie is doing now!".
"Xiao Tie..." Mr. Hu was startled.
"I'm with that martial arts master!" Cheng Guodong shouted, then gritted his teeth and said to Tie Hongwei: "The insidious Tie Gongji actually wants to be close to the water!".
"Chengyi! Chengyi!" Tie Hongwei raised his hand with a smile.
"Don't be happy. It doesn't matter if he is closer to that boy. As for martial arts, in the final analysis, it still depends on the bones and talent!"
"Mr. Hu is right!" Cheng Guodong nodded in agreement and said, "Xiao Tie is already twenty-eight, so he is a bit old! Maybe that boy Ji will not like him!".
Tie Hongwei raised his eyebrows, not caring at all that the other party's military rank was much higher than his own, and said: "Fart!".
"Hey, he's anxious, Mr. Hu!"
"That's right, don't worry!" Mr. Hu proudly fanned the flames.
"You guys discuss it carefully and give me a list. I'm going to have dinner first!" The Prime Minister stood up, left a few words, and slowly left, ignoring the three people who stared at each other.
…
At this time, on the border.
On a helicopter flying across the blue sky.
Ji Mo sat quietly on the helicopter, looking at the scenery along the way with interest, while the other people on the helicopter, as if being suppressed by the faint bloody air on Ji Mo's body, vented their anger carefully, for fear that Ji Mo would raise his hand. Give them a knife.
Although they knew it was impossible for them, they couldn't help but tremble when they thought of killing hundreds of people without changing their expressions in just two or three minutes at the end of the season.
That’s hundreds of people!
Finally, after several minutes of silence on the helicopter, Tie Chenling broke the silence.
"Mr. Ji, um, are you not injured?" Tie Chenling asked Ji Mo in a low voice with an expression of admiration, sitting opposite him.
Ji Mo smiled and shook his head and said: "No, this small scene can't hurt me, they just have a lot of people!".
"Small, small scene!" Tie Chenling swallowed dryly, feeling that his world view had been refreshed at this moment, and the other two soldiers on the plane also trembled, almost throwing away their weapons, and even The pilot of the helicopter also felt his heart tremble, causing the helicopter to tremble in the air.
"By the way, Mr. Ji, can I see your knife?"
At this time, Tie Chenling asked curiously.
Ji Mo raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and a long black sheath knife appeared in Ji Mo's hand.
Tie Chenling took it with both hands with joy, stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and pulled it out gently. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the cabin as the blade appeared.
But Tie Chenling's body shivered, his eyes shrank, and a look of fear appeared on his face.
The smell of blood, the thick smell of blood, seemed to be raining blood in front of his eyes. In less than a moment, it drowned him, making him unable to breathe and suffocating to death!
Ji Mo was stunned for a moment. He only saw Tie Chenling opposite him pull out Mo Li, and he froze, and then his face became paler.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with this guy?" Ji Mo whispered and took a careful look at the other person. When Ji Mo saw Tie Chenling's fearful eyes looking at Mo Li, he stretched out his hand. , took Mo Li and put Mo Li back into the scabbard.
"Hoo! Hoo!" Tie Chenling pressed his chest, breathing heavily like an old bellows, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Seeing this scene, the other two soldiers on the helicopter asked with concern: "Brother Tie, what's wrong with you?".
Hearing this, Ji Mo also looked at Tie Chenling curiously.
Tie Chenling worked hard to sit up straight and said tremblingly: "Blood! It's all blood!".
"What?" Everyone on the helicopter, including the end of the season, was a little confused by this nonsense.
Tie Chenling adjusted his breathing. As an elite special operations personnel, he quickly recovered his emotions. It was not until ten seconds later that he wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said, "I'm pulling out Ji. When the husband opened the knife, I saw blood, a lot of blood, and there was even a rain of blood that kept falling, and it drowned me!"
Hearing this, Ji Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, but the other three people on the helicopter laughed and said: "Brother Tie, you are dazzled!".
"I also hope it's my eyesight!" Tie Chenling's voice was still filled with fear. After he glanced at Ji Mo, he spoke carefully: "Mr. Ji, you killed many people with this knife, right!? ".
