Chapter 599

After the heavy rain, there was a layer of moisture in the air of the imperial capital,

Sitting on the balcony, an Rao inexplicably remembers being hijacked by pirates that day, the huge waves she saw on the deck, and a tall and straight figure,

After several days, an Rao seems to have no contact with Bo Xiao for two days,

Bored point of the mobile phone, an Rao finally sent a wechat to Bo Xiao, "what are you doing?"

As expected, no one came back.

At this time, f Island,

Originally a bustling market, now it has been smashed by scattered stars,

"Sir! Unidentified high threat weapons detected, request all evacuation! " From the earphones came the almost roaring voice of the subordinates,

"Two teams, four teams, five teams, all evacuate, three teams stay, follow me to the city center, destroy confidential documents." Bo Xiao clenched his fist and gave an order in the hail of bullets.

"Major general! It's dangerous in the center of the city. Now the fire of the armed opposition organization is too fierce. You should leave with the army first! "

"Obey orders!" Bo Xiao's words shut his subordinates up,

Inside the Chinese Embassy here, there are confidential military information. These things must not fall into the hands of others. Bo Xiao must destroy them himself.

Bo Xiao's order, the other team began to orderly evacuation, under the cover of reserve personnel, Bo Xiao with three teams along the broken corner, began to close to the city center.

At this time, the city center is already an empty city, people have long been hiding outside the city.

Arriving inside the embassy, just as the team members were about to enter, Bo Xiao suddenly raised his hand and moved his ears almost invisibly, "evacuate!"

Bo Xiao almost roared out this sentence. The team members were all professionally trained. When Bo Xiao's words fell, everyone jumped out,

But it was too late, and the fire suddenly annihilated the whole building.

Devouring the people who are running out.

An Rao originally wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, but picked up the kettle, but suddenly a flustered, hands did not hold the kettle, all of a sudden hit her instep, hot an Rao a exclamation.

But an Rao doesn't have time to pay attention to the injury on her instep. This flustered feeling is inexplicable and makes people restless. An Rao doesn't know why. Suddenly she is very worried about Bo Xiao. She calls Xia Wanyuan.

After the phone rings a few times, she is connected. After hearing an Rao's words, Xia Wanyuan calmly comforts her,

"It's OK. If you care, it's chaotic. Have a good rest. Bo Xiao won't have an accident." Xia Wanyuan's voice was calm and gentle,

"All right." Xia Wanyuan's words make an Rao calm down. She feels that she is really a little fussy. How to drop a kettle can associate with Bo Xiao.

In the manor, Xia Wanyuan hung up the phone, but his face became serious. Looking at junshiling on one side, he said, "what's the latest situation?"

"Still not found." Jun Shiling's face is not good-looking, is typing on the computer, the computer constantly encrypted transmission of information came, "but also did not find the body, there is a 50% chance that he is still alive."

Bo Xiao is the only friend who has been close to junshiling for so many years. Now that Bo Xiao's life and death are uncertain, Xia Wanyuan knows that junshiling is not feeling well,

"Don't worry, since no body has been found, it means that he is not dead. As long as people are not dead, there must be a way." Xia Wanyuan came forward and took junshiling's hand,

"Well, I know." Junshi Linghui holds Xia Wanyuan's hand, but the condensation in his eyebrows doesn't disperse.

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Xia Wanyuan hasn't been back to Qingda for a long time,

The stairway classroom of the art building is full, and the corridor outside is full of people.

Xia Wanyuan came into the classroom and scanned the people in the classroom,

Some accidents,

Yuqian didn't show up in the classroom this time.

Xia Wanyuan taught the students as usual. When the class was about to end, a student suddenly asked, "teacher, I heard that you are going to participate in the world painting and calligraphy competition, aren't you?"

Xia Wanyuan nodded,

"Teacher, we are sure you can win the championship!"

"Yes, come on, teacher. We will learn from you in the future to spread Chinese painting and calligraphy to the world."

Looking at the youth in front of him and the students full of spirit in his chest, Xia Wanyuan was touched,

All of a sudden, some people understand why the great Confucians of the past could easily get high-ranking official titles, but they were willing to be poor and open a small Academy in the mountains.

Originally, it was Professor Zhang's strong invitation to come to teach, but in these young students, Xia Wanyuan suddenly felt that he was not just a teacher here,

She is the inheritor.