In October in Guangdong, there is no golden autumn, as if it is still the hot summer, a wave of burning waves hit the face, and an restless mood swept across everyone's heart.

The Nansha area is located downstream of Huangpu and is bordered by the sea, so it is often blown by the sea breeze. Today is a heavy rainy weather. Crystal dewdrops come down from the sky, weaving dense rain curtains, dripping on the warm land, and the sound of pearls and jade hitting the silver plate sounded.

Wearing a refreshing single dress, Zhong Yang stood melodiously on the open balcony, quietly experiencing the world in the rain alone. The comfortable breath that came to his face was filled with a hint of cold pleasure. According to this unique artistic conception, Zhong Yang's thoughts continued to spread and gradually drifted to the distance.

"Chairman, Chairman Chen is here."

Zu Jie's voice broke the tranquility of this world, and the Chairman Chen he mentioned naturally refers to Chen Ze. After the establishment of Tianyu Group, he became the chairman of the group. Liu Jinyang also became the president of Xinghua Community.

"Let him in."

Zhong Yang didn't look back and was still standing firmly on the balcony with a roof, with his eyes slightly closed.

After a while, under Zu Jie's guidance, Chen Ze walked into Zhong Yang's bedroom. After Zu Jie bowed respectfully and quietly left the room, he looked at Zhong Yang who was still standing on the balcony. Chen Ze did not disturb him, but went by himself to pour a glass of red wine for himself and walked calmly to Zhong Yang's left.

The two of them faced the rainy sea, watching the tide rolling.

After a long time of silence, Zhong Yang opened his eyes and smiled: "Why, don't you have to deal with internal affairs of the group today?" As the days went by, the condensation on Zhong Yang's body gradually dissipated, but the feeling of majesty from the inside also made Chen Ze's heart beat wildly.

"I feel you have changed." After calming down for a moment, Chen Ze said solemnly. Although Zhong Yang's change was slow, he had always seen it. What Chen Ze was worried about was whether the transformation of the biological body in the smart factory would constantly change a person's personality.

"Haha, I just live more self-centeredly." After patting the other person's shoulder, Zhong Yang smiled cheerfully, but his tone was a relaxed and comfortable life that was rare in the past.

As for the reasons behind this, Chen Ze didn't plan to investigate it in detail. He just wanted to confirm that Zhong Yang was still the original Zhong Yang, which was enough. Who doesn't have his own little secret?

"Chen Jiongguang has come to me, and seems to want to continue to deepen cooperation with each other."

The other party is Chen Jiongming's cousin and a backbone general of the Guangdong Army. As a rising economic star in Guangzhou merchants, it is natural that Tianyu Group is attracted by the power.

"Isn't this something we had planned? Why do we ask me?" After hearing Chen Ze's words, Zhong Yang felt the first doubt, but then he thought of something: "Is something wrong?" He knew that Chen Ze would not come to him because of such a small problem, and the sad expression on the other person's face also made Zhong Yang frown slightly.

"Guan Guoxiong died, and he said he died of a stroke after drinking." It seemed to be depressed and sighed, and Chen Ze's face looked a little nervous.

Zhong Yang also knew this Guan Guoxiong. He was born in Green Forest, but with his real ability, he became the commander of the Fourth Division of the Guangdong Army. He was the commander-in-chief of the Wuzhou Army and Navy, and was the second confidant general under Chen Jiongming. The first was Deng Keng. In terms of actual combat skills, Hong Zhaolin was not as good as this person.

Such a "big mouth fish" warrior with a wide mouth and amazing alcohol and appetite died of "stroke" due to drinking in his prime. And at this sensitive time when Sun Yixian was just expelled, I wonder what the rest of them felt?

"It's not just Guan Guoxiong, but Chen Dasheng was also killed by shooting. This is a message from the Hong Kong police." Chen Ze first handed over a report, and then took Qi Ran in front of him. Zhong Yang looked at his expression and seemed to have a sense of being eager to speak but stopping.

"What the hell is it?" Chen Ze's expression was so strange that naturally aroused Zhong Yang's curiosity.

"Chen Yongshan has come to me personally and let me pay attention to safety recently."

After hearing this, Zhong Yang felt relieved: "Sun Yixian wants to kill you?" The words were filled with murderous intent. Chen Ze was his best friend and a core member of the Guwen Society. Now someone dared to do such as assassination, so how to avoid being angry.

"The Guangdong Army Investigation Office found an assassination group organization in Guangzhou, impersonating the "Nanyang Tongqiao Club", and captured five suspects including Xie Minzhi, and more than ten photos of Guangdong generals, including Hong Zhaolin, Yang Kunru, Chen Juemin, Chen Yongshan, Weng Shiliang, Zhong Xiunan, Huang Qiang, Li Yunfu, etc., intending to murder. Among them, my name is at the top of the second batch of lists and has not begun to be truly implemented."

When talking about this kind of thing, how could Chen Ze not be afraid? After all, he was only fortunate to become the president of a large commercial group by chance. Have you ever seen such a tragic political assassination case? The deaths of Guan Guoxiong and Chen Dasheng made him feel sad, and the fear of death was already shrouded on his head.

People have a hundred secrets, and it is inevitable that they will be misleading. What Chen Ze is afraid of is that he will die for no reason like the two above. However, his inner principles and conscience still make him choose to stand firmly on Chen Jiongming's side. At this point, he can only think of coming here to ask for help from the Guwen Association.

"Don't worry, I won't let you have any trouble. From today on, the underground palace will be fully responsible for protecting you. Zhou Hua will continue to follow up on this matter. However, you should be careful and not be careless at all." First, he comforted him, and then made careful arrangements and practical guarantees for Chen Ze's safety.

This matter must be related to the ** Party Sun Yixian used organized thugs to deal with the "enemy", which is a well-known fact in the south. Therefore, Chen Ze accused fiercely: "The warlords in the north are still decent and a little upright. The warlords in the south are rogue and vicious, and only know the way of assassination. Why are you unwilling to fully support Chen Jiongming?"

Chen Ze has always felt it is difficult for him to understand that Zhong Yang is neither involved in politics nor has an ambiguous attitude towards major forces. As he has been in contact for a long time, he is becoming more and more confused. Only by taking advantage of this organized and premeditated assassination storm, he plucked up the courage to question Zhong Yang's opinions.

Faced with Chen Ze's anger, Zhong Yang looked as usual and looked calm: "Chen Jiongming may be a good person, and his governance skills and moral character are impeccable. But the question is, do you think his subordinates can do the same? Except for a few more regular Deng Keng, Chen Yongshan, Chen Jiongguang and others, even Hong Zhaolin and Chen Juemin, they still have the mentality of the old warlords. They can't say that they will do everything they want, but they are far from good people."

"The big situation is still very good. Isn't the governance of Zhangzhou and Guangzhou also effective?" Zhong Yang's words made Chen Ze silently refute. After all, when Deng Keng led his army to ban smoking and ban gambling, he did investigate and deal with the problems of Hong Zhaolin and others. But he still appreciated everything Chen Jiongming did during his reign. Chen Jiongming was much better than other politicians of this era.

"The overall situation? Chen Jiongming is too weak. He is only suitable for following others and not as a leader. So I don't plan to not support him, at least I don't plan to support him yet."

"When will we have to wait?"

"When he loses everything and when his system falls apart, Chen Jiongming, who has nothing, is what we need. Now we can't afford to use him, nor can we use him." With his hands on his back, Zhong Yang's eyes were fixed and he looked straight into Chen Ze's eyes.

Zhong Yang's meaning is very simple. Chen Jiongming is a good person, but the entire Guangdong military system also has many cancers of the old era. The ancient Chinese must wait until the other party has lost everything in the past before choosing to give appropriate help.

Although he did not get the result he wanted, Chen Ze must obey the will of the entire system. The decision made by Zhong Yang must have his own reason. And the result is not too bad. At least from Zhong Yang's words, Chen Ze still heard his recognition of Chen Jiongming and his vague promise to ensure the personal safety of the Chen group and others.

Seeing that the matter had been discussed, Chen Ze, who was still in a little depressed mood, also stood up and said goodbye. He still had a lot of things to deal with, so naturally he didn't have much free time to stay here.

Looking at the bleak back of Chen Ze when he left, Zhong Yang also felt a sense of hideousness in his heart: "Sun Dapao, since you want to play assassination, let's take a look. Let's see which side will have more people die."

Chen Jiongming may be a good old man who swallows his anger and compromises, but Zhong Yang is definitely not. The so-called taking into account the overall situation and sacrificing for justice will let others do it well. Zhong Yang never intends to sacrifice himself and his own people. Being strong is the king, and the rest of the strategies and patience are theories of the weak.

Since the other party does not abide by the rules, let’s fight together. Depend on whose blood is, it will spread all over the Huangpu River first.

The fierce fighting spirit was burning violently in Zhong Yang's deep eyes. The underground palace, this mysterious armed organization, landed Guangzhou with its fierce murderous intent for the first time, making all the malicious people with ill intentions tremble.

"Zujie"

"President, please come to me."

As soon as Chen Zegang left, Zu Jie, who was still standing outside the door, heard Zhong Yang's call and hurriedly came in. He stood by respectfully, without any tension in his expression, as calm and indifferent as ever.

"Go and find Zhou Hua. I have something to talk to him." Zhong Yang said in a cold voice, and Zu Jie, who was standing beside him, felt a stirring murderous intent burst out in his tone.

Even though he was as calm as Zu Jie, his heart couldn't help but feel nervous: "Yes, I understand." After saying that, he performed the etiquette of a servant, and then quickly ran to call to notify Zhou Hua that he had gone.

As a deacon in the intelligence department, Zhou Hua mainly sits in the underground palace, a welfare home in Tangwei Town. It recruits helpless orphans and hosts some beggars and unemployed vagrants. But in fact, it is essentially a ruthless spy training institution. At this stage, the entire department is still responsible for spying on external intelligence.

After receiving the call from Zu Jie, Zhou Hua did not dare to neglect it. Instead, he hurriedly sorted out everything and took a car to Tianhai Pavilion. Under Zu Jie's guidance, he came to the study room and saw Zhong Yang who was sitting on the sofa early. Zu Jie bowed first, but saw that neither of them had any instructions, so he left the study room and gently closed the thick soundproof wooden door.

"President, is something wrong?" Seeing Zhong Yang's face was so harsh, Zhou Hua felt something was wrong, but due to the requirements of his job, he had to confirm what Zhong Yang's specific meaning was before he could make a decision.

"Did Sun Yixian set up an assassination organization in Guangdong?" If Zhou Hua didn't know about such important information, he would either be incompetent or had some minor thoughts. No matter which one, Zhong Yang felt that he had to beat him. Although it might not be betrayal, he still had some selfishness.

"Yes, when the Guangdong Army took action, our intelligence department had already received the news." Zhou Hua's expression was as usual. Even when facing Zhong Yang's questioning, he was not panicked at all. He was calm and calm in his words, obviously he had his own ideas.

"Continue to say." Zhong Yang's eyes closed slightly, and his body naturally leaned on the back of the sofa without getting angry. This kind of thing was originally a big or small thing, and it all depends on the superior's character and demeanor. Zhong Yang is not a **ist, and he does not intend to not even give his subordinates a chance to explain.

"As the head of the intelligence department, I also want to make a great contribution. Sun Yixian's assassination team is not just one place, but is divided and hidden very deeply. If we cannot catch it all in one place, our identity will be easily exposed." Zhou Hua, as the highest commander of the intelligence department, receives various kinds of information every day, and after screening, he will hand over useful information to Zhong Yang for review.

As for this time, I actually hope to improve my status by destroying Sun Yixian’s assassination system in Guangzhou in one fell swoop. After all, as he joined the Guwen Club later, his status in the organization was not high. Zhou Hua, who also had ambitions, felt unwilling to make great contributions, so he was eager to make a great contribution to improve his position within the system.

Zhong Yang did not think there was anything wrong with this kind of thinking, but as a leader, he also had to constantly hit his subordinates. He wanted to move in the right direction. If he did not guide and control it, ambition would also become a hidden danger to destroy the organizational structure.

"I understand your thoughts. It's understandable, so I won't be an example." This kind of thing can never be repeated. Zhong Yang doesn't want someone to slowly become out of control because of bad thoughts, and eventually become a wild beast that is crazy because of the bad intentions.

Zhou Hua also understood what Zhong Yang meant, and he lowered his head respectfully: "No next time, please don't worry, president." The thin and hunched figure was still as cold as a glacier. Looking at the young man in front of him who was lurking an ancient giant beast in his heart, Zhong Yang also tasted a sense of absolute momentum.

But I don’t feel worried. It’s meaningless if something like ambition does not have enough power to support it.

"From this moment, we will collect information on the activities of the ** Party in Guangzhou. All the left-wing radicals, together with their families, will kill me and then send a secret telegram to Hu Hanmin through the dedicated line, asking him to warn Sun Yixian not to go too far."

Among the plain sentences, there was a surging murderous intent. Sun Yixian relied on the president's righteousness and set up activities in Guangzhou unscrupulously. Chen Jiongming might not dare to carry out anti-assassination because he took the overall situation into consideration, but Zhong Yang did not have such concerns. He was stabbed in the knife, so what else should I worry about?

Weakness cannot bring peace. Only when blood is everywhere can people with malicious intentions be frightened and restrained.

A new round of assassination frenzy will spark another turmoil and uneasiness. However, unlike the previous war, this assassination battle that cannot be seen only left a terrifying shadow in the hearts of many people...

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