Among the more than ten people who shoot Frisbees, there are two who are so good at marksmanship that the Olympic champions may not be better than them. A group of tall and sturdy men in black are scattered on the edge of the field. They all have their hands folded on their crotches, watching for any disturbance around them. They are very fierce.
Extremely vigorous.
Underworld?
Wang Jinsuo, who was pushed out of the car, thought anxiously. Although he was trembling, he was not as frightened and helpless as when he was first kidnapped. Wanliu Golf Club was at least considered a public place, with many staff and surveillance cameras everywhere. Most people with a normal mind would not choose this place.
The place is doing evil.
"Boss, we've brought them here." Long San pushed Wang Jinsuo in front of Yang Chen and kicked his right foot with lightning. Wang Jinsuo suffered a heavy blow to his knees and knelt down involuntarily.
At this time, Yang Chen aimed at the five flying discs that bounced into the sky one after another, and fired quickly. The flying discs exploded almost in no particular order, and the fragments flew down one after another.
Wang Jinsuo trembled with the sound of the gun. The gun was not a shotgun, but an automatic rifle. It was an American-made SR-47 assault rifle spawned by the Afghan War. It was the latest American rifle that gradually replaced the M4 and M16.
As a military enthusiast, Wang Jinsuo is very familiar with weapons from various countries. This gun... is not available through ordinary channels and is not sold in American gun stores. It is specially built for the elite troops of the US military.
Wang Jinsuo could not imagine how powerful a person who treated SR-47 as a toy and played with it openly in Beijing. Wang Jinsuo could only speculate and kneel in fear.
Yang Chen, whose shot was flawless, looked at the trembling Wang Jinsuo, and asked with disdain: "Tell me, who ordered you to report what happened last night by confusing right and wrong?"
"I...I was deceived by my lard, and I went all out to increase the attention of the morning newspaper. Now I have been suspended from my work. I will definitely receive further severe punishment and retribution. I beg you, Sir, to have a lot of retribution."
, spare me." Wang Jinsuo kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Able to bend and stretch.
This guy understands the true meaning of this.
In order to protect myself, it doesn't matter if I humble myself, at least it won't hurt or itch.
Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen, Tian Li and more than a dozen of the top dandies in the capital, as well as the "victim" Wang Xiaofei, all stared at Wang Jinsuo coldly, waiting for him to tell the truth.
"Oh, so that's it." Yang Chen nodded tepidly, turned the gun sharply, stabbed Wang Jinsuo's hand pressing on the withered yellow grass, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
Gunshot.
Even the few dandies in the capital who had seen Yang Chen's ferocious nature were still aghast. Wang Jinsuo was stunned for a moment, and then screamed heartbreakingly. The penetrating wound caused by the 7.62mm bullet was so terrible. He knew clearly that due to the high-speed rotation of the bullet, it penetrated
The torque in the palm of the hand can instantly expand the diameter of the wound to more than ten centimeters.
More than ten centimeters, wider than the palm of his hand, his right hand was basically useless.
Yang Chen was unmoved. He moved the muzzle of his gun upward, pressed it against Wang Jinsuo's eyebrows, and said, "You have one more chance to tell the truth, or I will blow your head off. If you think I don't dare, you can continue to talk nonsense."
"Yes, it's Mr. Tang...Tang Yu." Wang Jinsuo confessed with tears in his eyes. Yang Chen's decisive killing completely defeated this guy's psychological defense.
"It's him..." Wu Jie sneered, obviously familiar with the Tang Yu, Wei Ziwen and Tian Li mentioned by Wang Jinsuo, who looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the fourth young master of the Tang family was targeting Yang Zi's buddy.
Yang Chen looked at some of his brothers and asked curiously: "This guy...are you familiar with him?"
"We are familiar with each other, but we are not on the same page." Wu Jie's words showed deep disdain. The Tang family was determined to compete with the Wu family. Especially during the ten years when the Zhang family was in power, they received key support and acted as a tool for the Zhang family to check and balance the Wu family.
"If the old Tang family hadn't been colluding with the old Zhang family for so many years, they would have declined long ago. Now they are actually dealing with Yang Zi. I'm really looking for death." Wei Ziwen gritted his teeth with hatred.
Yang Chen noticed Wei Ziwen's strange behavior and asked, "Do you have any issues with this Tang family?"
"Yes, what happened seven or eight years ago, forget it, let's not talk about it. I shed tears when I talk about it." Wei Ziwen sighed, took out the cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs to suppress the resentment in his heart.
Wu Jie, Tian Li and others were slightly embarrassed.
In that incident, it was not only Wei Ziwen who was embarrassed, but also them. It was not that the Tang family was strong, but that the third generation of the Tang family had a pervert like Yang Zi.
"I'll handle this matter, Lao Wu, Ziwen, Tian Li, just watch the fun." Yang Chen concluded that the Tang family was a bit virtuous and didn't want to implicate the brothers.
"I think it's time to settle the grudges from back then." Wu Jie said meaningfully. Wei Ziwen clenched his fists and nodded heavily. The other dudes were also ready to make a move.
Yang Chen didn't know what kind of conflict Wu Jie's small circle had had with the Tang family, but he was helpless to his old comrade who would accompany him to stir up trouble. He glanced at Wang Jinsuo, who was so scared that he wet his crotch, and said coldly
: "Go away!"
As if he had received an amnesty, Wang Jinsuo put his injured hand in his arms, stumbled out of the golf club, took a taxi to the hospital, and did not call the police, fearing that he would anger a few aggressive young people and lose his life.
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On Monday, the Xinfeng Municipal Government Station announced that Wang Xiaofei was removed from his post as mayor of Cangcheng City.
A brief message in response to online rumors is like a thunder on the ground, shaking the Xinfeng officialdom, making some people happy and others worried.
Yang Chen learned the news immediately and was dismissed from his post, but did not cancel Xiaofei's qualification to study in Beijing. This is enough to show that... this dismissal is a disguised protection for outstanding cadres, rather than a precursor to severe punishment.
Misfortunes come, blessings depend on them.
In the past two or three years, Xiaofei's steps have been too big and too hasty. Even if he is not good enough in the forest, he will be destroyed by the wind, and even more so in the officialdom. On the premise of not lowering his rank, if he slows down, he can safely gild the capital and lay down a solid foundation, he may not fail.
good.
In the office of the National Defense University, Yang Chen stood by the window holding a cup of hot water and pondered. Not being obsessed with the dismissal of his good brother does not mean that he tolerates what the Tang family did before.
Once the Tang family's motives are found out, he will definitely fight back.
Bell....The first class in the morning is over.
The continuous ringing made Yang Chen get rid of his distracting thoughts. He turned around, put the water glass on the table, picked up the lesson plan, and left the office to prepare for class.
During Yang Chen's absence, the school hired many substitute teachers, but they were all angered by the unruly group of special operations elites and nearly died of a sudden death from the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Department, Zhao Changsheng.
Inside the lecture theater.
One hundred and twenty-two male students were talking a lot, some were excited, some were surprised, some were confused, and some were dissatisfied because there was an extra student in the class, a female student, who was so pretty.
"Guess what rank she has?" Wang Liansheng, who was particularly interested in the beautiful female trainee who joined the class, asked Shen Jianjun and Li Tie with a wink.
Li Tie, who was flipping through the notes of the previous classes, said absently: "It's other people's business."
"Women are not suitable here." Shen Jianjun spoke with a sullen face while looking at the slender figure in the first row with contempt in his eyes.
In the special forces, a world where tough guys shed their blood to build honor, what can a woman do?
