After leaving the prison, Ye Beifeng finally saw the bright sun.

Under the scorching sun, the wound on his body was burning and painful, but he was in a very happy mood. This moment was what he was waiting for!
The entire base of the White Eagle Squad has been surrounded by the Dragon Soul Combat Team. It can be seen that no matter what corners are standing, they are all members of the Dragon Soul Battle Team. A corner trembled. They had seen such a battle before.

Mike helped Ye Beifeng out. Ye Ze's eyes froze, and he was immediately filled with tears. His nose was sore, and he ordered several team members to take Ye Beifeng from Mike's body.

"Captain Ye, this matter is our negligence. Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. As for Wei Ya, we will deal with it seriously!"

"Mike, I trust you."

Mike saluted Ye Ze with a very standard military salute, and ordered his team members to open the gate of the base to bid farewell to the Dragon Soul battle group.

The arrogance in their hearts has been completely crushed, and the entire base was surrounded by the Dragon Soul battle team with weapons. In the end, they had to politely send others out. This is a great insult!

When calm returned to the base, Mike said to his assistant: "Take all the team members here and send them to the headquarters. I will report this matter to the higher authorities."

"Yes!"

It was already evening when the Dragon Soul battle team left, and the fiery red dusk shone on the fighter plane, like a firebird flying in the nine heavens with its wings spread, powerful and inviolable.

Huaxia, Haijing City.

"Boss!"

Mu Bai and others who were captured by Bai Diao were also rescued. They seemed to be fine, but Ye Beifeng's situation was more dangerous.

"This group of beasts, why did you suffer such serious injuries!"

Ye Tianming grabbed Ye Beifeng's hand, "Ye Ze, take a few team members to bring the stretcher over, and Mu Bai, go and prepare for Beifeng's treatment."

Ye Beifeng had a high fever and his mind was a little blurred.

"Beifeng, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have agreed to this task for you. You have suffered such serious injuries. If you want to blame it, blame me!"

"I'm fine, just sleepy."

With red eyes, Ye Tianming choked up and said, "Well, go to sleep, you must be tired, take a good rest, and you'll be fine when you wake up!"

Yang Fan and Nan Qiu clenched their fists, "Old Ye, can't we just let this matter go?"

"Nanqiu, this matter is not as simple as you think. It is related to the cooperation between our two parties. Since Beifeng has been brought back by us, if the other party did not mention it, let's forget it."

"But we can swallow this anger, can you swallow it! Boss Ye suffered such a serious injury!"

Ye Tianming shouted: "This matter is over like this, and no one is allowed to mention it again. If anyone mentions it again in the future, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Nan Qiu wanted to say something, but Yang Fan stopped him, "Nan Qiu, let's go."

Facing the cold moon tonight, Ye Tianming couldn't swallow his breath. Ye Beifeng was not only his team member, but also his subordinate, his right-hand man. There was a very special relationship between them. This is the deepest feeling he has felt since he took over the position of captain of the Dragon Soul Combat Team again.

Of course he couldn't swallow this breath himself, but what could he do?

Without the notice from the leader, they could only smash all the anger and resentment into their stomachs.

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