On the TV screen, a blonde girl was saying something indignantly.
Liu Yong and his colleagues naturally couldn't understand bird language, but thanks to simultaneous translation, they were able to easily figure out the content of this sudden news release.
Zeng Wangcai is wanted!
Not only is he wanted by the United States, he is also wanted by many countries including the United Kingdom and Gaul.
This is a wanted warrant jointly issued by multiple countries, seeking the "wanted criminal" Zeng Wangcai.
Before the blonde girl finished her words, a picture appeared next to her. In the picture, a person's upper body suddenly appeared, and above the person's image, a pale skull with a cross on it...
"Isn't this our Wangcai? Why is there this thing on the painting?" Chen Yumei, who had just entered the house, did not hear the content of the news and was very surprised when she came out.
In fact, she was not the only one who was surprised; others were also surprised.
"No, what did Wangcai do?" Yang Mingyuan, who was impatient, spoke before the news was over, "Wangcai dug up the ancestral graves of these families?"
"Don't talk!" Liu Yong said unhappily, "Is this as simple as digging up someone's ancestral grave? Count how many families you mentioned just now. At least twenty countries have jointly wanted Wangcai. Is this normal? Twenty countries jointly wanted one person, an individual, and used such a horrifying picture to match it. Is this as simple as digging up ancestral graves? This is digging up someone's dragon vein..."
"What? My Wangcai is wanted?" Chen Yumei realized it later. This time she reacted with tears in her eyes, "What kind of sin is this? Wangcai, what did you do? We can do anything, but we can't break the law. We have already..."
"Enough!" Zeng Youqian was in a state of panic and shouted, "Stop! Look at you, you haven't even figured out the whole thing, why are you crying? Who said Wangcai broke the law?"
"If it's not against the law, then why are we looking for him?"
"Look carefully, that's a foreign country, they want him, we don't have him here."
"Oh, that's all right!" Chen Yumei saw clearly that it was indeed foreigners speaking on TV, and smiled awkwardly, "I don't understand these. I'll go make dumplings for you guys for supper. Xiuzhi, tell mom when you're done."
"Don't worry, mom. I'm here. Don't worry."
"Okay, I'll go make dumplings..."
Chen Yumei left, but the Intermediate Court did not calm down. The news continued: "We urge the Chinese side not to act on its own and hand over Zeng Wangcai so that Zeng Wangcai can face a fair trial..."
"Okay, it's okay!" Yang Mingyuan was overjoyed when he heard this. "Wangcai is fine. The Americans can't catch him. No matter what he did, we have the initiative now."
"Hehe, you are usually so impatient, but I didn't expect you to be so accurate in seeing things." Liu Yong was very pleased.
It’s easy now. Everything is easy now.
As long as Zeng Wangcai is fine, we can rest assured. As for what Zeng Wangcai did outside, that is another story.
“Brother, don’t worry!” Yang Mingyuan patted Zeng Youqian, “Let me make this clear. No matter what Wangcai does outside, we old guys can protect him when he comes back.”
Zeng Youqian's worries were noticed by several old men.
What is he worried about?
A joint wanted warrant from twenty countries is no small matter. It is unique in the world and no one can make so many countries jointly wanted him.
"Strange!" Liu Yong watched the news broadcast end, but there was no follow-up. He touched his chin suspiciously and said, "Wangcai must have done something extraordinary, and it is something that is not convenient to talk about. Look, the news did not mention Zeng Wangcai's "crime" at all, but just said that he was wanted. This does not conform to common sense."
According to common sense, Americans will find an excuse no matter what they do, but this time they didn't. They issued a very blunt wanted notice without giving any reason, and urged our mother to hand over the person.
"Let's see if Wangcai will call back later." Yang Mingyuan pondered for a while and said, "If there is still no news from Wangcai today, we will get news by noon tomorrow at the latest."
"What letter?" Zeng Youqian asked anxiously.
"The Americans are asking us to hand over someone!" Liu Yong said with a smile, "They are publishing news. According to their nature, they will send someone to contact us after the news is published. We will definitely communicate tomorrow."
"We are asked to hand over the person, but we can't really do that, right?" Zeng Youqian was confused.
"Brother, what do you think of us?" Yang Mingyuan stood up suddenly. "A few decades ago, our family was so poor and in such a difficult time that we never bowed down. How could we bow down now? Don't worry, it's impossible."
"That's good, that's good..."
A night passed and Zeng Wangcai still didn't return the call.
At noon, news came that the Americans had protested to us through diplomatic channels and sternly demanded that we hand over Zeng Wangcai.
At this time, Zeng Wangcai had not returned yet. Even if he came back, as Yang Mingyuan said, how could his waist be bent?
What was Zeng Wangcai doing at this time?
He is recovering from his injuries and chasing someone!
To be precise, it was chasing the ship.
He was careless. Zeng Wangcai was careless.
After several consecutive successes, Zeng Wangcai became careless and made a wrong judgment. He thought that after he had snatched the Americans' depth charges, the Americans had no means of counterattack, so he was careless.
During an operation, Zeng Wangcai was a step slow in retreating and was blown away by the shock wave.
Floating in the sea was like the Monkey King being fanned by Princess Iron Fan, which scared the little leopard terribly.
Fortunately, Zeng Wangcai was lucky and his life was not in danger, but his equipment was broken, he had a cut on his chin, a bump on his head, and he also felt a little uncomfortable.
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