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In the quiet interrogation room, Zhang Ying's breathing could be vaguely heard.
Dai Yunong stood quietly behind the bright building with a solemn expression, looking attentively at Zhang Ying hanging on the gantry.
later.
There are only three beauties left in Fuxing Club.
Seeing Minglou's current state, Dai Yunong knew that there was no way he could let Zhang Ying live.
Just as Ye Anran said.
If three generations of Zhang Ying sit together, he will have to take the blame on behalf of the fishermen and farmers.
Zhang Ying tied her hands to the gantry and looked at Dai Yunong with pleading eyes.
"President!"
"Please save me for the sake of clearing out undercover agents for Jinling..."
"Over the years, I have followed you, and I have secretly eliminated dozens of aliens in Jinling. I beg you to serve me wholeheartedly, and be loyal to Jinling. I beg you, sir, to spare my life."
Zhang Ying looked at Dai Yunong in fear.
He is the only life-saving straw she can grasp.
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There was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of condensation dripping from the damp roof.
Ye Anran walked into the interrogation room.
He wanted to come down and have a look.
How far things have come.
But as soon as she came down, she heard Zhang Ying confessing on her own initiative.
Said she eliminated dozens of dissidents.
Ye Anran stared left and right at the torture chamber.
Various instruments of torture were hung on the wall, including soldering irons, electric chairs, and iron rods with barbs.
The blood spattered on the wall is like a scroll full of historical traces.
I don’t know how many seniors lost their lives in this dark, gloomy little shabby house.
Dai Yunong frowned.
Ye Anran saw his uneasiness.
"What? Do you want to protect her?"
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Dai Yunong swallowed.
shit!
Of course he wanted to keep it.
At this moment, if Zhang Ying's life could be saved.
Zhang Ying will become the most loyal subordinate around him.
There were ten thousand impulses in his heart to keep Zhang Ying.
but.
Dai Yunong is a smart man.
Ye Anran would definitely not let him succeed.
Minglou will never let Zhang Ying go.
Zhang Ying was desperate.
As an agent, observing people's emotions is their most basic ability.
She actually saw uneasiness on the face of the fisherman.
Zhang Ying looked at Ye Anran...
turn out to be.
The helmsman in this room is not named Ming, nor is he named Dai.
The surname is Ye! !
Minglou was wearing a tattered shirt.
He held the riding crop with a little more force, then suddenly raised his hand and whipped it towards Zhang Ying.
Pa~
"ah……"
Crack down with a whip.
Zhang Ying's skin was torn.
Her painful expression was ferocious, and her entire face was almost twisted into a twist, which was extremely terrifying.
Hmm~
It seems like it really hurts.
It's not pretending.
Ye Anran took out the pistol from his waist, then slid the barrel and loaded the bullet.
He handed the gun to the fisherman.
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Acting fisherman:...
He froze.
Looking at the pistol handed over by Ye Anran, he frowned.
This move.
It’s comparable to murder and heart-wrenching! !
Ask him to personally deal with the elites he has trained.
The fishermen and farmers panicked.
His mouth was open, but no words came out.
Since he became the president of Fuxing Society, there is only one person in the country who can tell him to bow his head and embarrass him.
That is Chang Shu.
…
Of course.
now.
The fishermen and farmers were confused.
He looked at the brand new horse card player in Ye Anran's hand, his face as white as snow, "What do you mean?!"
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Ye Anran raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You handle your people."
"..."
Acting fisherman:...
He looked around.
The people standing against the wall were all Ye Anran's people.
They all have submachine guns.
In this situation and state, we have to mention an old Chinese saying: Those who work hard are heroes...
He took the gun from Ye Anran.
Then walked towards Minglou.
Stop on the right side of Minglou.
Minglou looked at Dai Yunong, who was holding a horse playing card, and he took a step back.
Don't get blood all over you.
There was a three centimeter long scar on Zhang Ying's oval face.
Her fair skin had completely covered the blood from the scar.
A pair of crystal clear eyes looked at Dai Yunong with grievance.
"President."
"What did I do wrong?"
"I'm just following orders. It's what you and Boss Chang ordered..."
"Excuse me, what did I do wrong?!"
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Zhang Ying choked up.
After working as a fisherman, a cold sweat broke out down my spine.
He was quite sympathetic to the woman in front of him.
But now.
But he saw Zhang Ying frantically trying to drag him into the water.
Dai Yunong suddenly became angry.
He stared at Zhang Ying and said angrily: "Nonsense!"
"Ming Dynasty Chief made an indelible contribution to Jinling and the Fuxing Society."
"The superiors asked you to investigate the arms smuggling case, but you kept an eye on the Mingjia Pier. There is no evidence of Sino-German trade ships entering and leaving the terminal."
"Based on the fact that some merchant ships entered and exited the Mingjia Pier, I concluded that the person smuggling arms was Chief Ming. I think you are really risking your life just to get promoted."
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Buzzing.
Ye Anran pulled up a stool and sat down.
Honestly.
He quite likes watching the acting boss act.
Very well acted.
The level of shirk of responsibility is top notch.
Zhang Ying was stunned.
She was desperate.
Never in her wildest dreams did she think that Dai Yunong would say this about her...
When she still wanted to say something.
Dai Yunong suddenly spoke up: "You can go on your way in peace. Over at home, I will try my best to help you intercede with Chief Ming."
He finished.
Before Zhang Ying could continue to speak, Dai Yunong shot Zhang Ying between the eyebrows.
Zhang Ying is offline.
Facing the senior agents of Fuxing Society who refused to rest in silence.
Dai Yunong reached out and helped her close her eyes.
Ye Anran didn't have any mood swings.
This should be the first senior agent of the Renaissance Society to die in the Jinling secret site of the Renaissance Society.
Before that.
I don’t know how many secret front agents of our army have been sacrificed here.
Zhang Ying is dead.
Ye Anran had nothing to say.
Dai Yunong handed the pistol to Ye Anran, and Ye Anran smiled slightly, "I'll give it to you."
He then walked out of the torture chamber.
The sky is bright.
The whole street was filled with soldiers on guard.
Minglou followed Ye Anran to the top. Mingjing saw Minglou and rushed towards him.
Mingcheng, who was guarding Mingtai, saw that Minglou was safe and sound.
He was finally able to let go of his hanging heart.
Dai Yunong followed Ye Anran. He looked at the long queue of military vehicles on the street and was even more shocked than when he came last night.
"Sir Ye."
"sorry for bothering you."
…
He apologized softly on behalf of the fisherman.
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Ye Anran smiled slightly, "It's no trouble."
"Excuse me."
"I was guilty of destroying your Fuxing Society's stronghold in Shanghai last night in a fit of rage."
"When you go back, please give me a nice word when you report to Mr. Chang."
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? ? ?
Dai Yunong had a question mark on his face.
As long as he has a small brain, he can also understand the meaning of Ye Anran's words.
He dared to say.
The next person to hang on the gantry must be him.
Dai Yunong smiled bitterly and said, "Sir Ye, please don't hurt me."
"You and I, just pretend this never happened."
"After I go back, I will reflect deeply and will never allow this kind of thing to happen again. Please rest assured."
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