"Um?"
Wang Ye stood up suddenly, holding the Ghost Sword in his hand, and looked around cautiously.
At the moment Su Wenqian died, Wang Ye clearly felt the surge of energy, but found no problem at all.
Can you easily kill people and silence them right under your nose...
Although his strength is not worth mentioning, and he is not much stronger than ants in the wasteland, but...
This is not a wasteland, and the opponents are not those terrifying ghosts.
It seems that the strength of Shangjing City is far from simple as imagined.
Standing up, he glanced at Su Wenqian's body indifferently, and with the King Kong in hand, Wang Ye turned around and left with everyone.
Only Zhou Han stood at the back, glancing vaguely at the corner across the street.
"Did you spot me?"
After everyone left, where Zhou Han was looking, a figure slowly appeared with a pensive expression. After a long time, he smiled silently: "But, what does it matter?"
After saying that, the figure disappeared into the darkness again.
…
Tianzhu, lobby on the first floor.
The young lady at the front desk subconsciously smiled professionally when she saw Wang Ye and others.
But when he saw King Kong still dripping with blood in his hand, he let out a frightened exclamation and sat back on the chair with a pale face.
Mao Yongan followed behind in despair. After seeing the young lady at the front desk, he carefully examined the young lady's professional attire and appearance.
After realizing that he was only on the same level as Liu Qian, he returned to numbness again.
"My son Mao Gang died before he was born..."
"It's my father who is incompetent."
Mao Yong'an sighed softly. When he noticed the sight from Zhou Han, his face instantly turned pale. He didn't even dare to look at Zhou Han again and said nothing.
Wang Ye smiled politely at the young lady at the front desk, carried King Kong, pressed the elevator on the 21st floor, and the group walked in.
…
21st floor.
Zhang Ziliang's office door was pushed open, and Wang Ye and others walked in.
Mao Yongan looked inside and found that there was only a middle-aged man sitting on the desk. He immediately lost interest and leaned numbly against the door. His eyes were empty and his whole person was filled with a sad atmosphere.
'boom'
He threw King Kong on the ground casually: "I've already told you that there are two people from the Intelligence Department, two people from the Operations Department, and none from the Logistics Department. I can't rule out the possibility of lying."
Seeing the blood on King Kong's body staining the carpet red, Zhang Zi felt a pang in his conscience.
These days, supplies are not easy to come by, and the logistics department is not rich either.
But after hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhang Ziliang was overjoyed: "Okay, this time I'll see where they put their faces!"
"By the way, where is Su Wenqian?"
Zhang Ziliang asked as he suddenly thought of something.
"Dead." Wang Ye sat on the sofa, stretched leisurely, and said lightly.
Zhang Ziliang's expression gradually became serious: "Did you kill him? It's not a difficult situation for me."
Wang Ye shook his head and said nothing.
Looking at Wang Ye, Zhang Ziliang pondered for a moment, and then said: "You guys go out first."
Wang Qiang and Liu Qian left silently without any complaints. It was a joy to be able to hug their thighs and work hard to live.
As for getting involved in any messy things, it will become a burden to them.
After all, they do not have the corresponding strength to solve the problem.
Zhou Han glanced at Wang Ye with a smile, turned around and left as if he didn't care.
After everyone left, Zhang Ziliang tapped his fingers lightly on the table with a solemn expression: "Tell me, if it's not an important issue, you won't signal me to kick them out."
"Su Wenqian was silenced."
Wang Ye said indifferently, the easy-going and friendly attitude he had when he was with everyone disappeared.
In the final analysis, he just didn't want to become an alien.
"Killed?" Zhang Ziliang was a little surprised: "The Buddhists did it?"
Wang Ye shook his head: "No, he was not from the Buddhist clan. He died when he was about to tell the message. There were energy fluctuations, but I didn't find anyone who moved his hands."
"You can't even do that?" Zhang Ziliang was even more surprised.
"You may have overestimated my strength." Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Ziliang indifferently.
Afterwards, the office fell into silence.
for a long time...
Zhang Ziliang stopped tapping his fingers: "Perhaps, we can push Mao Yong'an out to try the water?"
"He is not a fool." Wang Ye paused: "The identity of the little Taoist is destined to have problems with his IQ, but he just doesn't pay attention to most things. It doesn't matter whether he is being used, as long as it does not harm him. Daocheng’s interests.”
Zhang Ziliang frowned, and the office fell into silence again.
"Are there any big fish among the people King Kong told us about?"
Zhang Ziliang suddenly asked.
Wang Ye thought for a moment: "No, King Kong's strength should only be at the lowest level in the Buddhist clan. The people he can come into contact with will not be too high-level."
"Then among the top leaders of our Tianzhu, will there be people from the Buddhist clan?" Zhang Ziliang asked again.
"It's hard to say." Wang Ye said, "But I think we can give it a try."
"You mean?" Zhang Ziliang raised his eyebrows.
The two looked at each other and said in tacit understanding: "Su Changqing!"
Zhang Ziliang nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's go."
Wang Ye suddenly stood up, glanced at him lightly and said, "It's you who are going, it has nothing to do with me. After all, Su Changqing is the top executive of Tianzhu, and my status does not match."
"And...if Su Changqing really has a problem, who knows if there will be any backup plans."
"Even if I'm lucky enough to survive, if a mere squad leader overthrows the top management of Tianzhu, then word will spread and it will attract too much attention."
"When the time comes, I will die for no reason. What do you want, reputation?"
There was no emotion in Wang Ye's voice, and he said very calmly: "Finally, I hope Su Changqing is okay, otherwise you will be accidentally defeated. I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to the new leader. Also, I haven't given you the points for my several actions. , it’s been a bit long.”
As the voice fell, Wang Ye opened the door and walked out.
Looking at Wang Ye's back, Zhang Ziliang chuckled: "This guy is more cold-blooded than me."
…
Outside the door, Wang Qiang and Liu Qian were told to go back and clean the headquarters, while Wang Ye left with Mao Yongan.
What Wang Ye really relies on to survive until now is his own brain.
Along the way, Mao Yongan was like a walking corpse, with no love left.
"Wang, you lied to me!"
Suddenly, Mao Yongan gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Ye.
"Has the photo been photoshopped?" Wang Ye said lightly.
Mao Yongan was stunned and shook his head slightly.
"Let me take you to meet me." Wang Ye continued.
Mao Yongan nodded numbly.
"So, what does it have to do with me, but I'm more curious about what happened in the alley?"
Wang Ye looked at Mao Yongan and asked.
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Mao Yongan's eyes showed deep fear.
His face became paler.
The whole person fell into complete silence.
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