880. Chapter 880 Chang Mian, what are you doing? 2
I really want to be hugged by you, but you can’t hug me, and I can’t feel it either...
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Capital of China.
The night was as cold as ice, and there was a light in the dark and cold cemetery. A man stood silently in front of the cemetery, his windbreaker rustling in the cold wind.
Behind him, standing solemnly were his subordinates with their hands behind their backs, each looking as cold as ice.
There was also a man who was forced to kneel on the cold ground.
Chang Mian turned around, and his side face hidden in the darkness suddenly brightened up. He took a step and stood in front of the kneeling man.
He raised his foot and stepped on his face. "Does it hurt?"
The man's hands were trapped behind his back by ropes, and his body was covered with horrific whip marks. He was so breathless that he didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain.
"..."
"I'm asking you a question." Chang Mian raised his foot, and the leather shoe hooked his bloody chin, forcing him to look up, insisting on hearing his answer.
"……No."
Chang Mian suddenly took back his leather shoes and kicked him hard in the chest. His body, which was tied like a rice dumpling, rolled twice on the ground and stopped suddenly.
"You have done many wrong things, and each one of them is enough for you to die without a burial place. The most trusted person around me, your betrayal... To be honest, I felt sad the moment I found out. I don't want to ask you why you betrayed
I don’t want to know anything. Because you have been by my side for so many years, the last task I gave you, Cold Iron, disappeared from my world... completely."
Leng Tie moved his dry lips. "You already knew..."
Chang Mian straightened his collar, raised his head and faced the dark sky in silence for a long time, and finally said, "Do it more cleanly."
He turned around, walked alone, and disappeared into the night.
The men standing in the cemetery, headed by Leng Heng, looked at the brothers who were lingering on the ground.
"A year ago, Chang Shao gave you many opportunities, Leng Tie, but you never cherished them."
Leng Heng opened his mouth.
I still remember that eight years ago, Leng Heng, Leng Tie, and Leng Wu were selected as the three closest people to Mr. Chang. They were almost Mr. Chang’s most capable right-hand men. But I didn’t expect that Leng Tie was actually the United States and was sent to China since he was a child.
agent.
Leng Tie closed his eyes weakly.
After a while, he uttered a few words: "My father is one of the agents who was hunted down in Zeng Jin."
He was also one of the agents who Zeng Jin abused Chang Mian.
Chang Mian's revenge many years later killed his only mother. Leng Tie closed his eyes. Although he was an illegitimate son, Chang Mian caused him to lose his father.
"The video tape that caused the young lady to leave was sent by you via express delivery, right?"
"You were also the one who pulled the strings at Mr. Chang's wedding, right? In fact, it was you who threw the poison, and the phone call to Xi Chao was also yours, right?"
"The young lady's wedding dress is a unique style in the world. Before the wedding, only you, who went to the United States to pick up the wedding dress in person, had come into contact with the young lady's wedding dress. You had enough time to have someone spin a similar textile."
"Leng Tie, you had thousands of opportunities to take revenge when you were with Mr. Chang, but you didn't. You chose a more cruel way..."
"Actually, Mr. Chang became suspicious of you a year and a half ago, so for more than a year, all your actions of colluding with outsiders are under our control, and all the messages are specially sent to you by us... too
, specially given to your boss, superior boss..."
Leng Heng's narration one by one was like the final doomsday pronouncement.
From then on, there was no longer Leng Tie in their world.