Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 387 Waiting to wake up
Unable to figure it out, Alfred could only put it down temporarily, and turned around to direct his subordinates to clean up the scene.

Just 10 minutes later, Alfred's cell phone rang.

No one knows what news Alfred heard.

He stumbled out of the Kelton Hotel, got into a car casually, started the car and drove towards the direction he came from.

"Quick, come and follow Mr. Alfred."

At the entrance of the hotel, there was a young leader who wanted to go back to rest for a long time. After seeing Mr. Alfred, who seemed to have no strength, got into the car, he hurriedly called a few people to drive behind.

The city is pitch black in the middle of the night, when everything should be quiet and recuperate.

Because of a loud noise and hundreds of phone calls, the whole city had to wake up from its deep sleep.

Sitting in the car, Lin Mu listened to the wailing sirens outside the window, took the computer, and flew his hands over the keyboard.

Lines of unintelligible code appear on the screen.

Five minutes later, as the Enter key was pressed, an electronic map appeared on the screen.

Handed the computer to Zhuang Yan who was driving, "Follow the green route and avoid those red areas."

"Yes."

Zhuang Yan glanced at the map. According to the direction pointed by the arrow, Zhuang Yan turned the steering wheel in his hand and turned into a small road on the left.

"An Ran, call the person in charge and tell her that our mission has been completed, and find a way to arrange a plane to send us back home."

Lin Mu leaned back, touched the USB drive in his pocket and said.

"Ok."

An Ran took out her mobile phone and called Yan He.

Chinatown, inside the bar.

Yan He, who hadn't slept all night, was looking left and right at the mirror in his hand, muttering non-stop.

"My skin is a little darker, and I will find a way to moisturize it with my husband."

"jingle."

Just as Yan He was complaining to himself in the mirror, the mobile phone on the bar rang.

"Enron? Has the mission been completed? Are there any casualties? How are you doing now?"

"Okay, I see, I'm ready now."

After a few words, Yan He hung up the phone, holding the phone in his right hand and tapping the delicate palm of his left hand continuously.

"The Nangong family!"

Yan He let out a low cry, took out his phone and pressed a few times on the screen.

A brand new system appeared on the phone, after entering the Nangong family in the search box.

A folder pops up.

Yan He copied the contents of the folder and sent it to the Nangong family.

In less than a minute, Yan He's cell phone rang.

"Ms. Yan, what do you mean?" An old voice came from the phone.

"Hehe, Mr. Nangong, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late. It's urgent. I need your private airport and plane to bring my people back to China."

"Impossible, it has taken root and sprouted here since my grandfather's generation."

"With the hard work of four generations, you want my Nangong family to be destroyed just because of the things in your hands?" old man Nangong roared angrily.

He knew Yan He's true identity, so he resisted Yan He's proposal so much.

Once he did what Yan He said, it would be tantamount to giving up the Nangong family's nearly century-old foundation in the beautiful country.

"Master Nangong, what if I send the information directly to the relevant local departments?"

"Besides, I still have a lot about you."

long silence.

Listening to the panting sound coming from the other side of the phone, Yan He didn't rush, but just waited quietly.

"Hey, I'm getting old, and my greatest wish is to return the fallen leaves to their roots."

"Thank you, Mr. Nangong, you are a kind person, and this matter is just a matter of effort for you."

Yan He finished speaking with a smile, and hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to speak.

Ten minutes later, Yan He received the airport address and some related information from Nangong's family on his mobile phone.

After forwarding the message to An, Yan He came upstairs with a twisting and swaying Miaoman figure.

"Sleep first, and moisturize the skin tomorrow."

"boom!"

The bedroom door closed, and the bar returned to calm.

"Ding Ding."

"Master, this is a message from Sister Yan He." An Ran handed the phone to Lin Mu.

"Zhuang Yan, turn left at the intersection ahead and head west." Lin Mu put down his phone, glanced at the electronic map on the computer and said.

An hour and a half later, the bruised commercial vehicle stopped at Nangong's private airport.

At this time, Nangong Tian's family was already standing there waiting.

Lin Mu got out of the car and said to Geng Jihui and others, "Board the plane quickly."

After receiving the order, more than a dozen people quickly ran to the tarmac and got on the plane.

"Hello, my name is Lin Mu, I don't know what to call you?" Lin Mu got up and came to the vicinity of Nangongtian's family.

"Old Nangong Long, this is my son Nangong Feng and my grandson Nangong Tian." Nangong Long introduced himself.

"Thank you Mr. Nangong Long this time. Without you, I don't know how to return home."

"You don't need to thank me, it's a little effort for me. My Nangong family has always admired people like you." Nangong Long clasped his fists and said.

"Mr. Nangong's righteousness, the junior Lin Mu admires it." Lin Mu also clasped his fists like Nangong Long.

"Let's go, you are more important, and I will send you back to China now, so that I can feel at ease when I am old." Nangong Long said enthusiastically.

Just as the skeleton's butt was glued to the chair, he immediately cursed after relaxing.

"Damn it! I finally got my life back, God, you son of a bitch, you really mean to me."

Lin Mu checked the injuries of the other four people, and he was relieved to confirm that none of them were life-threatening.

"Master Nangong, let the plane take off."

Nangongfeng and Nangongtian got on the plane after Nangonglong.

Hearing Lin Mu's words, Nangong Long glanced at his grandson.

Under the signal of his grandfather, Nangongtian took the walkie-talkie and said to the pilot in the cockpit: "Captain, it's time to take off."

"Yes!"

The voice of the captain came from the cabin.

After a while, the plane started slowly, and with the help of the engine, the plane soared into the sky.

Lin Mu raised his legs and looked at the distant sky dyed with golden light, and said with some regret.

"It's a pity that the carefully prepared gift is useless."

Zhuang Yan said: "Boss, will you be discovered?"

"The discovery will definitely be discovered, but they have no evidence, so what?" the health worker snorted.

"Boss is right. I also feel a little regretful. Boss, do you want to detonate it?" Ostrich looked at Lin Mu and said.

"No, An Ran sent an email to the relevant department to remind them."

Lin Mu stroked his chin, looking at Xinjin Shandao who was still sleeping in the night.

"Yes!"

An Ran's ten fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and the email was edited in less than a minute, and the email was sent out after handing it over to Lin Mu for confirmation.

"Okay, take the time to rest after running around all night." Lin Mu said.

(End of this chapter)