"Mr. Kun. Your brother/my brother was beaten to death, it was J Cha who did it." A subordinate reported.

Hearing this news, Mr. Kun sat directly on the chair and pondered for a moment, then an angry expression appeared on his face. At this moment, he was really angry. He never dreamed that his brother/brother would die.

"Call Jike." Kunsai said, brother/brother's death hit him a big blow.

His brother/my brother said he wanted to go to China to do business in person, but he still disagreed, but his brother/my brother was too stubborn and always wanted to show it to him, so his brother/my brother went to China without telling him.

At first he didn't care because he sent someone to protect his brother/brother.

But at this moment, he heard his brother's death, which made his first idea be to kill someone and avenge his brother.

"Yes, Mr. Kun, but Jike and others are very expensive." said the subordinate.

Bang!

Mr. Kun grabbed his neck and pressed him directly on the strong and said viciously: "I'll ask you to call Jike."

He is just a brother or a relative, but unfortunately his brother is dead. Now he vows to avenge his brother no matter how much he pays.

He wants to make that person pay the price, he wants to make China pay the price.

Not long after, Jike came.

"Mr. Kun, I heard you have something to tell us?" A g/mercenary looked at Kunsai and said. In his eyes, Kunsai is a big customer, and he cannot offend such people.

"Check me who shot/shot my brother/my brother to death." Kunsai's voice was hoarse.

"Mr. Kun, China cannot go there casually." said a g/mercenary.

Kunsai grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled it in front of him: "My brother/brother is dead."

"Mr. Kun, don't worry." The leader of the g/mercenary came up.

"Jike, I'll give you 50 million US dollars to help me get that thing out of China, and at the same time add my brother/brother's ashes and the head of the man who killed my brother/brother." Kunsai said in a hoarse voice.

After Xia Tian shot and killed the bandit, he left with Ye Wanqing.

"I want to join the special team." Xia Tian said in the car.

"Have you figured it out?" Ye Wanqing asked.

"If I haven't learned guns these three days, that person/mass will definitely die." Xia Tian said.

"Okay, I'll contact you/the Southeast region, but after you pass by, you are just an ordinary excellent soldier, not the head coach of the special team. Do you understand?" Ye Wanqing asked.

"I understand." Xia Tian understood what my aunt meant, so that she would not expose her identity, and would not make people feel like she was leaving/back/door, etc.

The information he sent here will be against/resistance/orders/orders to kill bandits and disciples with three shots.

"Let's go out in a while and take a plane over." Ye Wanqing said.

"Okay." Xia Tian nodded.

"Okay, you can handle it first and hand over your phone before leaving." Ye Wanqing said.

Xia Tian went to the money/team/captain and took the Lan Yun Dagger/Herou, and then said goodbye to Zeng Rou, Little Ma Ge, Bai Yiyi, Ye Qingxue and others. He only said that he was going to another place and did not say much.

From Bai Yiyi, the people in his family who had been treated in Xiatian were cured, and those who had not been cured died again. His uncle almost died, just the one who scolded Xiatian.

Now his uncle is willing to spend money.

But Xia Tian refused, and Xia Tian said he would talk about it when he came back.

Bai Yiyi's uncle is Bai Mang. When he was treated last time, he said that Xia Tian was a liar, but later he refused to spend money. Now he has tasted the pain. Seeing that those cured people and moon nights are like ordinary people, he is so jealous.

So he also planned to spend money to treat the disease.

After saying goodbye to a few people, Xia Tian boarded the plane. It was an ordinary passenger plane, not that kind of helicopter. He didn't have that much power or interest, so he asked the helicopter to pick him up.

This is the first time I have taken a plane in summer.

Xia Tian sat in a position beside the window.

"Oh my god, it's different on the plane. The people below are the same size as ants." said a very thin man.

Bang! The fat man next to him slapped him: "s/13, that's an ant, the plane hasn't taken off yet."

"Oh, it hasn't taken off yet." The thin man patted his chest: "Waitress/Servant, give me a bottle of white wine to suppress my shock."

"Sorry, there is no white wine on the plane, but there is red wine in the first class." The flight attendant came over and said politely.

Bang!

The fat man slapped the thin man in the face again.

"S/13, do you think you were scared when you drove, and you even drank a bottle of wine to suppress your shock. This tm is an airplane, you are a leopard, is this a high-end place?" Fatty educated.

"Brother, you are still knowledgeable." The thin man said admiringly: "Beauty, it's a bit hot. Open the window and I'll be cool."

Bang!

"Can your plane open the window?" asked the fat man.

"What, this plane is low-end, there is not even a shaking handle on the shaking window. I can just shake it myself." said the thin man.

Bang!

The fat man slapped him again.

"I think your brain is low-end." The fat man cursed.

Forehead!

The thin man looked speechless.

"Beautiful girl, give me a cup of Lafite for 1982." The fat man said very gracefully.
Chapter completed!