When Xu Haoming knelt on the ground with one leg, his blood penetrated his pants and fell to the ground along his pants' legs.

Some of the people around ran away screaming, some were lying on the ground, some were leaning against tree trunks, and corners of the walls were shaking.

His surroundings are empty.

His existence is abrupt.

Xu Haoming turned his head and took a look, no longer making unnecessary struggles.

His hand was inserted into his arms.

More than a dozen people holding guns were only seven or eight meters away from him.

Tong Jiarong rushed in front: "Hurry up, catch him."

He is going to make a contribution.

He rushed to the front and surrounded Xu Haoming with his two subordinates.

One man took out his handcuffs and prepared to coax the underground party.

Xu Haoming smiled contemptuously at them and shouted the last slogan of his life: "Long live the Communist Party of China!"

The little grenade in his arms exploded.

Tong Jiarong, who was standing beside Xu Haoming, heard a loud noise in his ears, and a fire in front of his eyes. His body, perception and everything were all over.

Ye Se did not stop at the scene.

He was unable to control the scene, and could not control it.

The rest is to protect yourself.

He continued to return as fast as possible along the way.

He changed back his clothes, pulled off his beard, put down his bicycle, bought a pack of cigarettes on the side of the road, and he returned to the secret service office lazily.

"Come on," I met Lin Liguo in front of me, took out one from the cigarette box and handed it over.

He and Lin Liguo were basking in the sun and smoking until the car cries sounded at the door of the yard.

"I'm back." Lin Liguo threw away his cigarette butt, walked to the middle of the yard, and stood in front of the front of the car.

He saw a scene in the cab that he couldn't believe.

His eyes widened wider and wider, showing fear.

The truck stopped, and the man sitting on the side of the cab got off first, reaching out to take the other person who was moving out of the driver.

Tong Jiarong.

Lin Liguo ran over and pushed away the spy who came down first, and Tong Jiarong's body fell into his arms.

The person is already cold.

"Old Tong, Lao Tong, you open your eyes and open your eyes to the labor company." Lin Liguo roared wildly.

Ye Se also ran over, hugged Tong Jiarong from the other side, turned his head to question the spy who was pushed away by Lin Liguo: "What's going on?"

"Report to the night chief, the underground party pulled the grenade, and the three of us brothers were all finished."

Ye Se's rescue failed.

His rescue was also successful.

Xu Haoming exchanged his life for the spy's three lives.

Ye Se said in his heart: "Farewell forever, Comrade Xu Haoming!"

A comrade who sacrifices his life and is righteous and righteous is the one he respects the most.

He put down Tong Jiarong and looked for the highest level of the remaining spies: "Who among you has the highest position?"

"Report, it's me." It's the spy who came down from the cab and was pushed by Lin Liguo.

"You can go to the office to report immediately, report truthfully, and you can't miss a single detail, do you hear it?"

Ye Se's reaction, calmness, decisive means to deal with problems.

"yes."

"You." He casually clicked the spy next to him.

"Arrival." The other party returned tremblingly.

When encountering such a thing, everyone will have a shadow in their hearts.

"Go and invite Section Chief Shen to sit in the offices everywhere." Ye Se thought of everything.

"yes."

Ten minutes later, Wang Jinyi roared and smashed things in his office.

Ye Se had already returned to the office of the department, and he could still hear clearly through several rooms.

After taking a sip of water, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

In front of him, Xu Haoming's back, kneeling on the ground with one leg, was shaking.

Fragile and strong.

Ten minutes later, the sound of cars roaring in the yard again.

Zhang Xuchu walked in and gloated: "That family should be unlucky."

Ye Se opened his eyes: "What does it mean?"

Zhang Xuchu walked to him and sat on the table with his butt: "Zhu Zu Da Thunder, ordered Lin Liguo to arrest the boss of Jixiang Shu Mozhai and his six wives for interrogation to see if they could get useful clues from them. Also, let Lin Liguo confiscate all of Jixiang Shu Mozhai's property on the charge of communism."

"Sang family, are you finished?" Ye Se asked lightly.

"Yes, it's over." Zhang Xuchu was not surprised.

This kind of thing is too simple for the Secret Service.

The crime of communism is greater than that of heaven, and no one can change it.

"retribution."

The two words Yese said are very ambiguous.

To him, the greed for money caused Xu Haoming's sacrifice, and the Sang family was very guilty.

Deserve it.

The intrusion caused by the informant led to the death of Tong Jiarong, and the Sang family deserved to be in trouble.

Zhang Xuchu heard this sound.

"The unlucky one is Lao Tong." Zhang Xuchu sighed.

"Brother Zhang, I must have thought of it when I joined this industry, right?" Ye Se was a little afraid of people.

"Yes, it's false to not have this kind of idea. But it's too terrifying to have this kind of idea." Zhang Xuchu couldn't help but touch the amulet under his neck.

"Amitabha."

One hour later.

In the interrogation room of the Secret Service, Lin Liguo used all torture instruments, whipping, fire-bamboo baking, stuffing pepper water, nailing bamboo sticks, etc. He did not leave the interrogation room angrily until he tortured Sang Zhiyu and Wu Xiaohuai to death.

The same moment.

Ye Se left the secret service office and met Song Kai in a teahouse.

"Boss Song, is our business better or not?" Yese blamed.

"Sorry, I'm all blamed for delaying it. Let me talk in the house. I'll explain it to you." Song Kai welcomed the night into a single room.

After asking for tea, the door was closed, and the two sat down face to face.

"Xu Haoming died." Song Kai said heavy.

"I know, it was the little grenade I gave." Ye Se smiled bitterly.

"Is there no other way?" Song Kai said nonsense.

"Give him a grenade, hoping he can run away while the trouble is gone, but unfortunately he was shot in the leg." Ye Se said sadly.

Xu Haoming was injured in front of him, captured in front of him, and detonated the small grenade he gave him.

He felt guilty and had no choice but to save him.

He hated the cruelty and cruelty of the devil he lived with day and night.

He was pleased that his comrades had a strong will and would rather die than surrender.

He was sad that he had lost a good brother and extinguished a tenacious fire from the hot flames of revolution.

"In that case, living is more painful than dying. I respect his choice, I mourn my comrades, but we must be stronger."

A firm light flashed in Ye Se's eyes.

"You must do a good job in the aftermath of the printing factory. After the crisis is lifted, you can continue your previous work. However, I suggest that it is safer to change places. If someone else in the Sang family has contacts with Xu Haoming, the hidden dangers will still exist." Yese said.

Song Kai nodded: "What you said makes a lot of sense. I will discuss with the person in charge of the printing factory immediately and find a safer place."

"Also, I have to meet you during this period of time. I am worried that Wang Jin will doubt me for a while." Ye Se asserted.
Chapter completed!