A blast of fresh air blew into a room containing dozens of people.
The switch that controlled the lighting in the room outside was also pressed, and the originally dark room suddenly became bright. People who were accustomed to darkness covered their eyes with their hands unaccustomedly, and most of them felt uneasy.
Liang Yu looked nervously at the door.
There were so many people in the room, but Yang Chen was the only one who was calm and composed.
Wei Ziwen walked in with several armed soldiers, and when he saw Yang Chen looking at him with a smile, he smiled, walked over quickly, punched Yang Chen's chest, and said with a hint of guilt: "Brother, I have made you feel wronged."
"I have suffered so much in my life, so it doesn't matter. The battle between you and Lao Wu is so big that you have mobilized the troops, which makes me feel so embarrassed." Yang Chen teased with a smile.
"If we must, we have to stage a big battle to scare those brats to death." After Wei Ziwen finished speaking, he looked at each other and smiled with Yang Chen. The two of them walked out side by side. Others in the room stared at each other, speechless for a long time.
"You won't leave? Do you still want to continue undercover?" When Yang Chen stepped out of the door, he looked back at Liang Yu, who was still staying there. Liang Yu shook his head first, then nodded. He had almost collected the materials, so just go if you can. Use it up, just in case.
Expose your identity and you will lose more than you gain.
Yang Chen and Wei Ziwen returned to the office building and walked into the office. Wu Jie had already finished his work and was leisurely wiping the blood on his hands with a wet wipe.
Four young men were paralyzed on the ground.
The guy who slapped Yang Chen in the face and despised Wu Jie was so miserable that he was about to be beaten into a pig's head.
Yang Chen saw that this unlucky guy was struck by lightning after pretending to be cool. The bones in his limbs were broken, and feces and urine flowed out of his lower body, exuding a pungent stench.
"Yang Zi, look at this idiot, are you satisfied? If not, I will move my muscles and bones again to clear his veins." Wu Jie stood next to Yang Chen and wrote lightly. The poor guy on the ground who was frightened to pee trembled for a while, with
She cried and begged not to hit him again, but he knew he was wrong.
Now I know I was wrong.
What were you doing when you were showing off?
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, sneered, and said nothing.
This guy has always been ruthless to the end when dealing with his enemies and opponents.
Wu Jie turned to the personnel of the 11th Bureau who came with him and ordered, "These people will detain the special personnel of the military and take them back for thorough interrogation. They must find out whether they have colluded with hostile forces outside the country. Special means can be used when necessary."
"yes!"
People from the 11th Bureau responded to the order and dragged away the four young men who were lying on the ground.
It was not that Wu Jie was passing on random orders. Tonight, he mobilized two companies of a certain unit of the garrison in the suburbs of Beijing with great fanfare, and indeed he did as he was ordered.
Allowing Yuanding's people to hold him hostage would be an excuse for an old comrade to go to war.
The black jail in Yuanding was completely destroyed, and the petitioners detained here were freed. In the compound, more than two hundred black security guards were squatting with their heads in their hands, and large-caliber machine guns on armored vehicles were aimed at them. They were frightened and shivering.
Trembling, what kind of black forces and security guards are there? No matter how black they are, they can't withstand the beatings of the state's violent machinery.
For subsequent investigation, Wu Jie handed the matter over to the Changping District Police.
As for how the Changping District police will deal with the aftermath, Yang Chen, Wu Jie, and Wei Ziwen are too lazy to think about it. Their goal has been achieved, and whoever wants to clean up the remaining mess can clean up the mess.
In the early morning, when the troops evacuated, Yang Chen had just got into the Warrior SUV when Liang Yu, who claimed to be a CCTV reporter, hurried over and asked for his phone number.
Reporters...maybe useful.
Yang Chen thought about it and exchanged mobile phone numbers with Liang Yu.
Military and armored vehicles drove off one after another and finally disappeared into the night. The petitioners who walked out of the black prison seemed to be in a dream and felt that what they had encountered tonight was incredible.
"Everyone has gone his own way, so hurry up and disperse."
Liang Yu raised his voice to remind everyone. People suddenly realized and dispersed in a hurry for fear of being caught again. Liang Yu looked at the flashing lights of several police cars in the courtyard, curled his lips without hope, and then thought about what he had done in the past three months.
After everything I encountered, I felt that I had to do something more for society and for the petitioners.
He clenched his fists and walked into the dark night filled with righteousness.
Two companies from a certain unit of the garrison did not follow Wu Jie to Beijing and returned directly to the station. Four Warrior off-road vehicles with General Staff license plates drove into the city at lightning speed and separated at the Wanquan River overpass in the Fourth Ring Road. The three vehicles escorted four minors.
Such a poor guy headed towards the West Fourth Ring Road.
The Wu Jie family drove this Warrior all the way east to see Yang Chen back to the hotel.
Wu Jie looked at his watch and said to Yang Chen in the passenger seat: "It's already late at night, why don't we just find a place to spend the night?"
"Yeah, don't go back. I recently found a good place to relax and unwind." Wei Ziwen chuckled, and all men understood the meaning behind his words.
"I wear this military uniform, drive this car, and fool around with you. It will affect the image of the army too much. Wherever you want to go, go by yourself, so as not to harm me and Yang Zi." Wu Jie laughed and scolded Wei Ziwen while glancing at Yang Chen.
Wait for Yang Chen to make a decision.
"It's better to take me back to the hotel. Anyway, I have nothing to do recently. I can't go back to Xijing. If I have nothing to do, I will definitely spend time in the capital. We brothers have a long life." Yang Chen said with a smile. Nalan Tongtong was in a bad mood alone.
The hotel had an empty room to herself, so he had to spend as much time with her as possible.
Wu Jie joked: "I know you hide your beauty in a golden house, but don't forget my old sister."
Yang Chen stretched out his finger and nodded at his old comrade, dumbfounded and said: "You know that I am not a good man, but you still push your old girl to jump into the fire pit. How can you be a brother like me?"
"My old sister wants to dance, and as a brother, I can only help her from behind. Besides, we are all men, and we don't know the virtues of men. I understand you." Wu Jie said with a smile.
Yes, smiling very happily.
Yang Chen was completely speechless.
Fortunately, there was no traffic jam in the middle of the night, and with a privileged license plate and several passes on the windshield, Wu Jie drove the Warrior off-road vehicle, ignoring the red lights, speeding all the way, and sent Yang Chen back to the hotel as quickly as possible.
Yang Chen tiptoed into the room. Nalan Tongtong was sleeping soundly. He washed up hastily, fearing to wake up Xiao Nizi. He lay on the sofa in the living room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He thought about many things and one person.
Small fish.
Yu Xiaobin.
Inspirational young people who are aspiring to take the exams at Peking University and Tsinghua University.
Although he is weak and introverted, he has a deep ambition that refuses to be mediocre.
Yang Chen returned to his hometown last year and heard from his old classmates that Xiaoyu was admitted to Guanghua School of Management, Peking University, the top school of Peking University.
Only those who rank among the top three in the provincial college entrance examination are expected to enter.
Xiaoyu is really a talent. Yang Chen thought about his old classmate who was once shy and weak, and suddenly had a sudden impulse to see what this kid has become now.
