wear it lord god

Chapter 2585 Resurrection 48
At this time, another chartered plane landed, and six people carried a wooden board down from the plane. On the board was a human-shaped figure wrapped tightly in yellow and white cloth, and covered with a yellow and white robe.

Jiang Chengwei stood by to protect her: "They don't have coffins. They need to be buried before the second sunset."

Originally the cloth and the robe were white, but they became this color because they were stained with dirt.

Next, the handcuffed prisoners came down from the chartered plane one by one, with a long iron chain connecting their leg cuffs. There were also a large number of accompanying security personnel with electric batons and explosion-proof nets guarding them.

Of course, the "materials" needed this time cannot be from Longguo, they must be provided by them.

At least fifty or sixty people had already come down and formed two rows in the square, but some were still continuing to walk down the boarding stairs.

"More than 200 death row inmates were sent here." Jiang Chengwei should have inquired about this: "We requested the most heinous death row inmates, and we will decide the list. If they do not meet our standards for the death penalty, they will be returned, so they sent so many at once."

Indeed, some of the crimes there that are punishable by stoning or hanging may be punished with a maximum sentence of five years here, or even no sentence at all.

Jiang Chengwei looked at her with a smile on his face: "I will arrange everything, don't worry."

Three days later, in a secret room in the basement of the eastern base, she let go of the Middle Eastern Crown Prince, who was already breathing, and moved off the bed.

Walking towards the door, there were thirty chairs beside, on which were tied up the condemned prisoners who had been raped.

These people were evaluated three times to determine that there was no possibility of misjudgment of the heinous crimes. If the law did not allow it, they would have died several times. So she did not have any psychological pressure.

As for the fate of these people, whether they were taken out and shot, or locked up in prison until they died, or sent to a laboratory for research, it was none of her business.

When the door opened, a group of people were waiting. Standing at the front were Jiang Chengwei and Gu Yan.

She said nothing and lay down on the prepared mobile medical bed. The nurse next to her came up and immediately gave her an IV.

Jiang Chengwei covered her with a thin blanket and told the medical staff to be careful.

Several people pushed the medical bed she was lying on, and the others crowded into the secret room, where there were still many things that needed to be finished.

I got on the elevator and went straight to the inpatient ward upstairs. I ran into a group of people who were praying on the first floor.

They set a time every day to pray, no matter what they were doing, they had to put it down and bow down sincerely in the direction. So this resurrection was placed at this time point, just to stagger it.

When these big guys finished their kowtow, their crown prince would appear before them. On the other side, the infrastructure team was ready and could set off that night.

As the construction team worked day and night and the exploration and engineering teams moved in, truckloads of frozen oil would be dug out and sent back to the country.

If they could find a way to rejuvenate the sun, the oil could be pumped out and piped directly back in, and they would lose even more.

A few days later, Xining was leaning on the sofa in the living room of his small villa, watching TV.

To have a large amount of wealth at such a young age, to live a retired life, no longer to work, no longer to have the motivation for promotion and salary increase, it is really... cool!
"Lily, have some seafood soup. Lobster meat, elephant trunk clams, fish maw..." Jiang Chengwei brought the bowl over, sat next to her, and skillfully put spoonful after spoonful into her mouth.

Uncle Jiang was in the kitchen, watching all this, but he smiled with satisfaction... The young master had finally grown up, and the young mistress would definitely not be able to escape. Wait until they get married in half a year, and then he can have a young master in his arms in two years, and a young lady is even better. Give birth to another child in two years, and let his son come over to do the work. When the young master and the young lady grow up a little, they can take over his work, and he can semi-retire.

"Ding Dong~" the doorbell rang.

Uncle Jiang hurried to the door, looked at the surveillance camera, and immediately opened the call: "What's the matter with Chief of Staff Zhang?"

As he said this, he turned his head to look at Jiang Chengwei, and saw Jiang Chengwei nodded.

"Is Miss Jasmine here?" Henry Zhang stood at the door with the secretary general. "Please wait a moment." Uncle Jiang opened the door himself, stood straight, and raised his head slightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, please come in."

So when Zhang Yuxuan came in, he saw a scene that made him a little stunned. The noble eldest son of the Jiang family was feeding Ellie a spoonful of tonic soup.

"Chief of Staff Zhang is here, please sit down." Just as she was about to stand up, a spoon was stuffed back into her mouth.

"Don't move." Jiang Chengwei took a look and said, "Please feel free to do as you please. We don't have so many rules here."

"Eat later." Xining gestured.

"These are all seafood. They will become fishy when they get cold. There is also a lobster from Boston, which will be eaten up quickly. Come on, open your mouth!" Jiang Chengwei took another spoonful.

This bowl of soup is in short supply and should not be wasted.

Henry Zhang and the secretary general sat on the empty sofa and looked at Jiang Chengwei with disgust.

Uncle Jiang brought over two bowls of seafood soup, so there was no need to be polite.

As soon as Zhang Yuxuan took a bite, he felt the delicious taste spreading in his mouth. The soup was thick, the lobster meat and abalone slices were chewy, and the fish maw was soft and glutinous... The Jiang family was indeed wealthy and powerful, and their food was several blocks away from the office building.

In addition, Jiang Chengwei looked humble and was a complete bootlicker. It was said that the Jiang family was famous for doting on their wife. Even if there were constant scandals outside, the wife would never leave the family and would still enjoy the honor and favor. Now it seems to be true.

So his loss was not unfair.

Zhang Yuxuan glanced at the secretary general, who was so focused on eating that he didn't notice at all.

“Hmm~” Is the gesture obvious enough?

The Secretary General finally realized it, swallowed what he said and started talking.

First of all, the local tyrants were naturally happy about the revival of their crown prince, and the agreement took effect immediately.

Secondly, the Crown Prince has recovered quite well now and wants to marry the woman who resurrected him.

Jiang Chengwei stopped his hand and Xining stopped chewing. Both of them looked at the Secretary-General and did not react for a moment.

The Secretary General quickly explained: "Of course, we have already turned it down."

Xining found it funny: "Is it popular in the Middle East to repay a life-saving favor with one's own body?"

The Secretary General smiled and said, "Crown Prince Abdul said that the custom in his place is that he must marry any woman who touches his body. He can marry four wives, but he is still single, so he wants Miss Ellie to be his first wife, and he is willing to offer a generous dowry."

Jiang Chengwei was furious: "He is so wishful thinking and even married four people. You should not revive him. You should let him..."

Xining frowned slightly and grasped one of the key points: "How did he know if I touched his body?"

Suddenly the room was dead silent, and even Jiang Chengwei, who had just started cursing, stopped.

Yes, we were in a secret room at the time, and it was stipulated previously that no outsiders were allowed to watch any surveillance video, so all those people were waiting outside.

When Xining left, they were still in the lobby on the first floor, all kneeling in one direction and praying devoutly.

Xining looked at the secretary general and asked slowly, word by word: "Who sold me out again?"