The task of delivering the military medals to the families and comforting them fell on Bloomberg.
Bloomberg looked at the military medals placed on the national flag and the plaque of the martyrs' home, and felt as if they were weighed a thousand pounds.
In the same compound, Xi Feng learned about this and stood at the door of Zheng's house, hesitating but still did not dare to go in.
Although he and Zheng Minglang were secretly competing with each other, it did not prevent the two from appreciating each other.
In terms of business, ability and intelligence, Zheng Minglang is superior to him. If he returns successfully from the disaster relief work, he will definitely be a big shot.
Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.
Xi Feng sighed. His visit at this time was like stabbing the Zheng family in the heart.
He turned around to leave, but ran into Bloomberg and his men.
And that box looked very familiar.
Xi Feng's expression sternened, and he immediately stepped forward to grab Peng Bo, lowering his voice and shouting:
"What do you mean? Didn't you say you haven't found the person yet?!"
"But Zheng Minglang's whereabouts are unknown."
"He's missing because of whom, Bloomberg, you know exactly!"
In Xi Feng's eyes, even if Zheng Minglang sacrificed himself, it was not entirely because of justice, but because of struggle.
Originally, Zheng Minglang should have been like him, guarding the rear and preparing for the subsequent operation to rescue the abducted women and children.
It was because Peng Bo pushed Zheng Minglang down that he was sent to carry out disaster relief.
"Bloomberg, you should have gone! He shouldn't have died!"
If there had been no replacement, in order to allow Bloomberg to return to the main circle as soon as possible, Peng Zhendong would definitely have sent him to the front line of disaster relief.
Zheng Minglang died for Bloomberg!
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