Chapter 124 No Poison, No Manliness

After seeing Zheng Pingping off, Wang Xuesen went upstairs to the second floor.

He walked to the music room and knocked on the half-closed door.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out through the crack in the door.

Wanjia was sitting in front of the piano.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on her shoulders, and her fitted loungewear accentuated her graceful curves.

Her slender fingers danced across the black and white piano keys.

The piece being played was "Starry Sky".

Li Lu sat on the soft chair next to her, completely absorbed in the listening.

The popular music in Shanghai right now is either Beethoven's classical music or the decadent music from the Paramount Ballroom.

This light, lively melody, full of modern flair and romance, completely captivated her.

Every note strikes the heart.

The song ended.

Li Lu finally snapped out of her deep shock.

"Wanjia, did you compose this music yourself?"

Wanjia turned around.

She knew that Li Lu was a widow and lived a hard life, so she would never dare to show off in front of her best friend.

She pursed her lips discreetly and said softly with a smile, "It was a gift from Xuesen."

Li Lu turned to look at Wang Xuesen at the door.

Her eyes gleamed with undisguised surprise and envy.

"I never expected your husband to be so talented."

Wanjia casually chimed in, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness: "He doesn't usually dabble in these things; his mind is always on making money."

Wang Xuesen walked over with his arms crossed.

He glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, his tone laced with snobbery: "Without money, could I have kept you looking so radiant?"

"You guys chat, I have to go back to my office."

Upon hearing this, Li Lu quickly stood up and straightened the hem of her cheongsam: "I should go too, I have a meeting at the hospital this afternoon."

Wanjia stepped forward and affectionately took Wang Xuesen's arm.

"Xuesen, why don't you take Lulu home?"

Wang Xuesen frowned slightly, deliberately drawing a long line, his face showing obvious reluctance:

"I'm in a hurry, and this isn't even on my way."

He turned to look at Li Lu, speaking politely.

"Mrs. Mao, why don't you take a taxi?"

Li Lu was a very perceptive woman, and immediately followed up on his words, saying, "Wan'er, I can take a taxi myself, there's no need to trouble Mr. Wang."

Wanjia was a little angry, and she frowned and glared at Wang Xuesen: "It's just a matter of stepping on the gas a little more when you drop someone off, it won't cause any major delays."

Wang Xuesen blinked awkwardly.

He pulled Wanjia to the side of the corridor and lowered his voice: "There are rumors going around that Li Lu and I are having an affair."

"If I take her to the hospital, won't people gossip about it?"

Wanjia felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this.

It seems that Xuesen is quite sensible and considers his own feelings in every situation.

She was simple-minded and loyal, and patted Wang Xuesen's chest:

"It's enough that I know what others don't."

"If you act uprightly and have a clear conscience, what is there to fear?"

Wang Xuesen readily agreed, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Madam is right. I was just being too petty."

He turned his head and put on a gentle expression.

"Madam Mao, it's windy outside, and it'll be cold in the rickshaw. Let me take you there."

"Wanjia is right, it's just a matter of stepping on the gas."

Li Lu declined a few more times, but couldn't resist Wan Jia's enthusiasm, so she had no choice but to comply.

The two went downstairs one after the other and got into the spacious bulletproof car.

The car door closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Li Lu sat in the passenger seat, slightly pouting her red lips, and said apologetically, "Xuesen, Wan'er treats me so well, aren't we going too far?"

Wang Xuesen started the engine, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and smiled faintly:

"It's not excessive. The happiness Wan'er wants is very simple."

"She doesn't know that's happiness."

Wang Xuesen stared straight ahead and began spouting his scumbag quotes.

"Sometimes we tend to treat the truth as the moral standard."

"Little did you know, the truth you want to tell can sometimes be a deadly weapon."

"So-called truths and good advice are nothing more than a pretext for many people to stand on moral high ground, deliberately hurt and disgust people."

He freed one hand and skillfully groped Li Lu's plump, stocking-clad thigh:

"It's like being a terminally ill patient."

"If you tell him he's going to die, he'll feel sad and desperate, and he might actually collapse."

"On the contrary, you said he's fine, and as long as he adjusts his mood, sleeps well, eats and drinks well, he might be able to hold on for a few more years."

Li Lu gently slapped his hand: "There are too many people, don't touch me."

Wang Xuesen chuckled and continued:

"Truth or lies are not important."

"The important thing is to say good things that are beneficial to life."

Li Lu looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of cherishing and morbid adoration: "How can there be someone like you in this world? So intelligent, wise, and talented, even your words are so pleasant to hear, like drinking fine wine, intoxicating."

She leaned slightly towards the driver's seat.

"You are like a messenger sent down from heaven."

"Being with you brings only peace and happiness, no pain or trouble."

"I feel like I could live to be a hundred if I'm with you."

Wang Xuesen raised an eyebrow, his tone becoming flippant: "Hmph, merely talented?"

"Isn't the main reason that he's well-endowed and skilled in bed?"

Li Lu's pretty face immediately turned red, and she gave him a coquettish glare: "You're so annoying, of course... I do."

Wang Xuesen gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he unbuckled his belt.

"Perfect timing, I've been feeling restless after resting for two days."

"While there's still some distance to go, calm me down."

Li Lu was startled and quickly glanced out the car window: "No, there are people coming and going on this road. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw us."

Wang Xuesen curled his lip indifferently.

"That's easy."

He grabbed a large overcoat draped over the back seat.

Li Lu immediately understood his intention and looked at him with a blush on her face.

"You're always coming up with all sorts of tricks."

Wang Xuesen chuckled wickedly, reached out and wrapped his arm around her neck, then pressed her down.

Then he covered himself completely with his coat.

From the outside, the passenger seat appears empty.

Beneath the trench coat, only her shapely buttocks, big enough to pat, were visible.

Wang Xuesen was in a great mood.

When emotions ran high, he raised his hand and slapped it hard.

It has amazing elasticity.

Renji Hospital is not far away, normally just a ten-minute drive.

Wang Xuesen could only drive around the roads near the hospital several times.

call!

Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief.

I felt completely refreshed.

comfortable.

He then yanked off his trench coat.

Li Lu raised her head, her cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering with tears.

She carefully wiped her lips in front of the makeup mirror on the sun visor, then took out a small box to touch up her lipstick.

He then took Wang Xuesen's teapot, tilted his head back, and took a few gulps.

"Darling, I have to go."

"Are you coming over to my place tonight? I'll prepare some snacks for you to go with your drinks."

Wang Xuesen straightened his clothes and parked the car on the side of the road: "I won't go tonight. It's Christmas Eve, and there's a program going on at the building."

He recalled the arrest plan for that night, and his tone became more serious.

"Oh, right."

"Things might get a bit chaotic these next couple of days, so you'd better stay home."

Li Lu nodded obediently: "I know, be careful and drive slowly."

She pushed open the car door and got out in her high heels.

When a woman is in a good mood after being pampered, she instinctively becomes provocative. Li Lu gathered her slightly curly hair with both hands and swayed her hips with great enthusiasm.

Damn it!

It's perfectly round.

That's so slutty.

No need to say anything.

The thought that such a charming and beautiful woman was his exclusive lover, something he could have at will, was enough to make him want her as he pleased.

It's still quite beautiful.

Sitting in the car, Wang Xuesen thought to himself, "If I could hold hands with someone on Chunxi Road in Chengdu, I'd definitely look like a big oil company boss."

……

We drove back to No. 76.

After parking the car in the yard, Wang Xuesen took out the keys and went straight upstairs.

I arrived at the office.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, then suddenly remembered something.

I forgot to pull Zhan Shen back.

This guy is probably still wandering around his neighborhood.

Forget it.

Wang Xuesen shook his head.

Anyway, I'll just be slacking off and sleeping when I get here.

Li Shiqun received 70,000 silver dollars from Yin Dingyi, and he basically turned a blind eye to this guy, so he was relatively lenient.

Consider it a holiday for him.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Xuesen had just finished a phone call with Wang Tianmu.

The office door was pushed open.

Zhan Shen yawned and sauntered in.

As soon as he entered the room, he collapsed onto the sofa, looking utterly displeased.

Why didn't you call me?

Wang Xuesen tidied the documents on his desk without looking up: "I was just thinking of giving you half a day off, wasn't I?"

Zhan Shen rolled his eyes and sat up: "You should have said so earlier. I'm going back now."

Wang Xuesen put down the documents and called out to him.

"Hey, are you really leaving?"

"I have something to do tonight. Go to the equipment room to get your gun later, and you'll have to protect me tonight."

Zhan Shen lay back down, his hands behind his head.

"OK."

"Then I'll take another nap."

He shifted his body slightly, his brow furrowing.

"The wound on my back has been healing recently, and it's so itchy that I haven't slept well for most of the night."

He didn't stand on ceremony.

He lay down on the sofa, grabbed a coat from the side, covered himself with it, and prepared to sleep.

Wang Xuesen looked at his arrogant demeanor with a hint of helplessness:

"Go sleep in the interrogation room."

"When Ye Jiqing or Liu Zhongwen arrive later, they'll definitely scold you."

Zhan Shen closed his eyes and mumbled something:

"Go ahead and rant."

"If they get really angry, I'll take them on a bullet another day and send them to meet the King of Hell."

He rolled over, turning his face towards the inside of the sofa.

Wang Xuesen looked at Zhan Shen's nonchalant attitude, but he knew exactly what was going on.

This guy is like a hedgehog starved for love. He seems incredibly arrogant on the surface, but he's actually very lonely and extremely insecure inside.

It's rare that he treats me like a brother; if he wants to stay here, then so be it.

At worst, if Ye Jiqing or Liu Zhongwen sees me and I get a scolding, I'm tough as nails, I can just take it.

He leaned back in his large office chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the desk as he planned his actions for the evening.

Tonight is going to be a big event, with two major shows running back-to-back.

The first scene is the assassination attempt on Chen Mingchu by Ma and Tu's gang.

The second act was a trap set for Zheng Pingping.

I wonder if things went smoothly with Old Wang, and if he was able to get that old fox Chen Mingchu to come out. That bastard is incredibly cunning; he usually hides in his shell and never shows himself.

If we miss this golden opportunity, it will be incredibly difficult to kill him again later.

Just as I was pondering this, there were two restrained knocks on the door.

"Director Wang, it's me." It was Wang Tianmu's voice.

"Director Wang, it's me." It was Wang Tianmu's voice.

Wang Xuesen sat up straight.

"Come in."

Wang Tianmu pushed the door open and locked it behind him.

He was about to speak when he caught sight of Zhan Shen sprawled out on the sofa, and swallowed his words.

Wang Xuesen waved his hand.

"We're all on the same side, so feel free to speak."

Zhan Shen rolled over, sat up, and scratched his head impatiently: "Stop it, I don't care to hear your nonsense, you guys talk."

He reached for the clothes, but as soon as he picked them up, he realized it was Wang Xuesen's coat, so he casually tossed it back onto the sofa.

He shuffled out of the office in his slippers.

Watching him leave, Wang Tianmu quickly went over and locked the door again. Turning around, he looked at Wang Xuesen with eyes full of envy.

"This guy is a notorious troublemaker. When I was the district head, I couldn't get him to do anything."

"As expected, it had to be you."

Wang Xuesen picked up his teacup to moisten his throat, and said in a calm tone, "I treat people with sincerity, and I treat you and Lao Lin the same way."

Wang Tianmu nodded gratefully and gave a thumbs up.

"Yes, the boss is a dragon among men, a paragon of virtue from ancient times; who wouldn't follow his example?"

Wang Xuesen laughed loudly, pointing at him twice and saying, "Old Wang, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you've learned to flatter people now, huh?"

"Alright, let's get down to business. How are the plans for tonight?"

Wang Tianmu pulled up a chair and sat down, lowering his voice.

"Chen Mingchu agreed."

"It's clear that after becoming the head of the first division, he's been in contact with more people and has had more social engagements, so he's not as wary as he used to be."

"He and I were old comrades in the Military Intelligence Bureau. He also intended to win me over at No. 76 so that he could gain a foothold."

"Furthermore, the Zhaofeng Nightclub in western Shanghai is located in the Japanese-controlled area, on the grounds of No. 76, so Old Chen is very reassured."

At this point, Wang Tianmu paused, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Not only that, he also made a special phone call to He Xingjian, the commander of the armed forces in the Pudong suburbs, and arranged to meet at the Zhaofeng Nightclub tonight."

"Mega Casino is a high-class establishment, and Ho Hang-kin usually enjoys gambling a few rounds. Besides, he and I both came from the Green Gang, and we've always had a good relationship."

"My sentry just reported that He Xingjian's car has left the Pudong military camp and should be able to get to the Zhaofeng Nightclub by 8 p.m. without any problem."

Wang Xuesen was overjoyed when he heard this.

Chen Mingchu and He Xingjian.

These two staunch traitors once made Dai Li and Chiang Kai-shek hate them so much that the bounty on their heads was kept increasing.

If we can take down both of them tonight, it will be an absolutely monumental achievement.

He suppressed his excitement and continued to ask:

"How are the preparations going on Ma and Tu's side?"

Wang Tianmu's expression turned serious: "Ma Hetu has made a pledge to Chen Gongshu that he will risk his life tonight to assassinate the two traitors, He and Chen."

"Ding Baoling and Yue Qingjiang were also involved."

"These two people usually work in the private bathroom of my residence."

Wang Xuesen looked at him, his lips twitching twice, utterly speechless.

"Why are you surrounded by Kuomintang agents? You really dare to use them."

Wang Tianmu sighed with a gloomy expression: "I wouldn't dare use a damn thing!"

"Who knows that these guys, who all appear to be loyal to me, are actually spies planted by Dai Li, and they even slept with my concubine."

"I feel it's a miracle that I'm still alive."

He patted his thigh in relief.

"You were so thoughtful. You insisted on not letting them get involved in anything at Longteng Company back then, otherwise we would have been exposed long ago."

Wang Xuesen tapped his fingers on the table and analyzed:

"That's good. It lets Dai Li know that you've done real work, so that you'll have an explanation after the restoration."

Wang Tianmu shook his head with a wry smile.

"I hope so."

He stood up and straightened his clothes: "I have to go, staying any longer will only invite gossip."

Wang Xuesen pulled a piece of sticky note from the drawer, scribbled a few lines, and handed it over.

"Here, take this. Starting next month, one hundred dollars will be deducted from your salary. Submit it to the confidential office for filing later."

Wang Tianmu took the note and stared wide-eyed.

"Li Shiqun is really desperate for money; he's even cutting my salary!"

"Let's go!"

He pushed the door open and strode out.

His grumbling and cursing soon echoed down the corridor.

"What a lousy place! They've sucked the blood of soldiers and now they're making fun of me! What a damn bad luck!"

Wang Xuesen listened to the commotion outside and smiled with satisfaction.

Li Shiqun was recently short of funds, so he secretly instructed him to target Ding Mocun's faction financially. Only by putting on a convincing act could Li Shiqun have something to report back to.

This is also why he dared to openly invite Wang Tianmu to his office for a "talk".

He glanced at his watch.

It's almost time to get off work.

He grabbed the phone on the table and dialed the action team:

"Captain Lin, come to the interrogation room, number three."

After hanging up, he immediately dialed Li Shiqun's hotline again.

"Chief, I've already informed him. We'll meet in interrogation room number three."

Ding Mocun's man was a germaphobe; he disliked the underground interrogation room for being dark, damp, and smelling of blood, and would never set foot there easily.

It's a great place to discuss confidential matters; the soundproofing is excellent, and it's absolutely safe.

……

Interrogation Room No. 3

Li Shiqun sat in the presiding judge's chair, a cigarette between his fingers, his gaze coldly fixed on Lin Zhijiang, who was bowing and scraping.

Wang Xuesen stood aside and explained the arrest plan for the night in detail.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Linzhijiang.

"Captain Lin, Director Li has always admired you."

"Dingmo Village is now in decline, and this is one of your few opportunities to make a name for yourself."

"how?"

Have you thought it through?

Lin Zhijiang suddenly raised his head, met Li Shiqun's gaze, and said indignantly, "Ding Mocun's withholding of wages has long been a source of discontent for my brothers and me!"

"Besides, arresting members of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) is simply part of their duties."

He bowed deeply: "I am at Director Li's beck and call!"

"If even a single word is leaked, may I die a violent death in the street, unable to rest in peace!"

The gloom on Li Shiqun's face dissipated, revealing a gentle smile.

He stood up, walked up to Linzhijiang, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Zhijiang, we're all brothers, there's no need for such a poisonous oath."

"Go."

"Yang Jie is waiting for you at the Huxi Dance Hall."

"Make thorough arrangements to avoid any mishaps."

Lin Zhijiang knew in his heart that Li Shiqun, that old fox, still didn't trust him, so he specifically sent his trusted confidant Yang Jie to keep an eye on him.

He showed no dissatisfaction and respectfully accepted the order.

"Yes, Director Li."

He then bowed slightly to Wang Xuesen, turned around, and walked out with his head held high.

The iron gate closed.

Li Shiqun turned his head and smiled at Wang Xuesen.

"Didn't Zheng Pingping have any suspicions?"

Wang Xuesen shook his head, his tone firm: "No."

"What I told her was that Ding Mocun wanted to hear her explanation in person."

"That stupid woman has gone mad. As soon as she heard there was a possibility of assassinating Ding Mocun, she readily agreed."

He moved closer.

"Director, how's the surveillance going on your end?"

Li Shiqun took a drag of his cigarette: "Hmm, there's nothing unusual about Zheng Pingping's family."

"At least there's no sign of her rushing to flee; it seems she's really going to take this gamble."

"If we can find something to hold against Zheng Pingping and completely destroy Ding Mocun, you'll have done the greatest job."

Wang Xuesen immediately adopted a snobbish demeanor: "Thank you, Brother Xie."

"If this were before, I would definitely have asked my older brother for a bigger bonus."

"But the department is short of funds right now, so we can only weather the storm together."

Li Shiqun was amused by his appearance and pointed at him, saying, "You little rascal."

"No rush, I'll remember all of this for you, and I'll definitely treat you well."

He then changed the subject.

"How's it going with the American goods?"

Wang Xuesen patted his chest and guaranteed it.

"My friend's ship has already been discharged from the warehouse."

"Once the list is ready, I'll have someone transport it to Yongxinglong."

Li Shiqun reached out and patted Wang Xuesen's shoulder heavily.

"Yes, we need to hurry."

"Your sister-in-law's friends are all waiting."

Wang Xuesen nodded: "Don't worry, brother."

He chuckled to himself, thinking to himself, "Don't worry about it!"

As soon as the goods were shipped, he would have Qingfu notify Bai Junqi to snatch them.

Li Shiqun, that old turtle, for various reasons, endured the incident at the outpost last time and hasn't mentioned any revenge plans against Bai Junqi and Zhang Xiaolin since.

Faced with such a "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle," Wang Xuesen had no choice but to resort to his second move.

……

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

The old alleyway was filled with the rich aroma of cooking.

Zheng Pingping tucked her hair into her hat, dressed in a school uniform, and carefully avoided the puddles on the ground as she walked through the alley.

She stopped in front of an inconspicuous little house and knocked on the door.

Three long and two short.

The door opened a crack.

A fierce-looking man with a long face poked half his head out and looked around warily.

After confirming that no one was following him, he pulled Zheng Pingping inside.

"I'm sorry."

Without saying a word, the man reached out and rummaged through Zheng Pingping's waist and bag, and even grabbed her chest twice.

It was confirmed that she was not hiding a gun.

Under Zheng Pingping's murderous gaze, he chuckled dryly and said, "Miss Zheng, please come in."

The room was dimly lit.

Xu Zhaolin was wearing a faded coarse cloth long shirt with an apron tied around his waist. He picked up a spatula and skillfully flipped the fish in the pot over.

stab.

Hot oil splattered.

Xu Zhaolin turned his head, a kind smile spreading across his face.

"Pingping is here."

"Sit down, try the fish I fried."

"Let me tell you, my fried fish is absolutely amazing."

As he spoke, he poured some white vinegar into the pot.

Cooking over high heat instantly releases the sour and fragrant aroma.

Xu Zhaolin sprinkled some salt and threw a handful of chopped green onions into the pot.

"This fresh, large crucian carp must be cooked over high heat with white vinegar."

"Sprinkle some salt and add some chopped green onions."

"This is absolutely the best approach in the world."

He wiped his hands, took off his apron, and pointed to the freshly cooked fish on the table: "Try it."

Zheng Pingping stood still, staring at him coldly.

"Have I made all the necessary evacuation and relocation arrangements?"

Xu Zhaolin said "Oh," picked up his chopsticks, and placed the fattest piece of fish belly in his bowl.

He pushed the bowl towards Zheng Pingping, speaking gently.

"Pingping, you try it first."

Zheng Pingping remained motionless, staring intently at him: "This concerns the safety of me and my family. The bureau should do something about it."

Xu Zhaolin put down his chopsticks, inwardly scoffing.

Xu Enzeng had even prepared a victory celebration banquet in the mountain city, just waiting for him to show his face.

Now look what's happened; their face isn't showing, but their buttocks are.

According to eyewitnesses, Zheng Pingping deliberately protected Wang Xuesen at the scene.

It was obvious that this slut had fallen in love. Xu Zhaolin even suspected that Zheng Pingping had secretly leaked information to Wang Xuesen.

But now is not the time to pursue these matters.

Make the best use of people's talents.

Before the stench of this matter reaches Xu Enzeng, he must squeeze every last bit of value out of Zheng Pingping.

Xu Zhaolin pulled out a chair and sat down, his face still bearing a fake smile.

"Pingping, Li Shiqun's men are keeping a close eye on us now."

"You can move."

"But you have to think about the organization and your parents."

He sighed, looking deeply concerned about the fate of the nation.

"Once you leave, it will confirm your suspicion of assassinating Ding Mocun."

"Your parents are very likely to become targets of 76's venting."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Pingping's chest heaved violently, and she angrily questioned:

"That's not what you promised me!"

"You said that regardless of whether I succeeded or not, I would move them immediately!"

Xu Zhaolin waved his hand, signaling her to calm down: "I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush."

"I'm trying to figure something out."

His eyes darted around, and he changed the subject.

"By the way, did Ding Mocun answer the phone I asked you to call?"

Zheng Pingping pursed her lips and coldly replied, "I accepted it."

"He invited me to dance at the Huxi Ballroom tonight so I could explain things to him in person."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhaolin's eyes lit up.

He slapped his thigh, his face beaming with joy:

"Very good!"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

He stood up, walked up to Zheng Pingping, and spoke with great emotion.

"Pingping, you could take this opportunity to assassinate him yourself!"

Zheng Pingping felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the man in front of her.

Wang Xuesen's prediction was entirely accurate.

Xu Zhaolin didn't care about her life or death at all; he only cared about his future and interests.

"He's already suspicious of me."

"Aren't you afraid I'll get caught and die there?"

Zheng Pingping gritted her teeth and asked, word by word.

Xu Zhaolin patted his chest and solemnly guaranteed:

Don't worry!

"I will definitely send my most elite men there to assist and protect you."

He leaned closer and offered earnest advice.

"Pingping, this is a rare opportunity, we have to seize it!"

"I promise you, tonight, whether you succeed or not."

"I will immediately transfer your parents."

Looking at Xu Zhaolin's hypocritical face, Zheng Pingping felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

Zheng Pingping was heartbroken, yet her expression remained remarkably calm:

"Give me a gun."

Xu Zhaolin was overjoyed to see her agree and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll give it to you now."

He turned and went into the inner room.

Not long after, Xu Zhaolin took out a small palm-sized grenade and handed it to Zheng Pingping.

"Pingping, with righteous men now present, the nation will surely not perish."

"On behalf of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, I express my highest respect to you."

He stood up straight, his face solemn.

"May you achieve merit in slaying the traitors!"

Zheng Pingping took the gun and gave him a cold look: "Thank you."

She put the gun in her bag, turned around, and went downstairs without looking back.

Xu Zhaolin stood by the window, watching Zheng Pingping's figure disappear into the alleyway through the crack.

The solemnity on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling killing intent.

"cheap .

"How dare you give me attitude!"

He turned around abruptly and waved his hand, saying, "Old Guo."

The curtain to the inner room was lifted.

The horse-faced man from before came out.

"District Chief, please give your instructions."

Xu Zhaolin sat back down at the table, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Take some men and lie in ambush outside the Huxi Dance Hall."

"Once Zheng Pingping succeeds and escapes, the first thing to do is... kill her."

Old Guo paused for a moment, his face showing hesitation: "This... the director sent a telegram, no matter what, Zheng Pingping has to be transferred to Shancheng."

Xu Zhaolin slammed his teacup down, his face terribly grim.

"Can't you see the situation clearly?"

"This woman has been exposed, and she is still attached to her parents. Sooner or later, the 76th Division will catch her."

He stood up, walked over to Lao Guo, and lowered his voice.

"As the saying goes, 'No poison, no hero!'"

"Rather than let her fall into someone else's hands and expose us all."

"Why not just silence her?"

"The bureau chief is known for his tenderness and compassion for women, so naturally he doesn't want her to die."

"But if she doesn't die, we might!"

"Brother, you don't want to die, do you?"

Xu Zhaolin patted Lao Guo on the shoulder, his smile chilling.

Old Guo suddenly realized and nodded emphatically.

"Understood."

"Your subordinate obeys."

Xu Zhaolin sat alone in the room, picked up his chopsticks, and put a piece of the cold fish belly into his mouth.

He chewed slowly.

Ok.

It tastes really good.

My skills are absolutely amazing!

He was incredibly proud of himself.

……