Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang was very angry after what he had experienced in the past few days.

It was okay to be forced to do hard work. At least Duan Qing promised credits, but Lin Xiling went too far.

Not only did she not help, she even caused him a lot of trouble.

Whether it was fighting Gao Jin or defeating Zhou Wu, it was Lin Xiling who caused the trouble.

Today was even more outrageous. Before Jiang Mingyang could think of a follow-up plan, Lin Xiling leaked his whereabouts.

The Wu'an Bureau has a large number of people, the Ye Palace hates him to the core, and there are also monsters implanted with the Eye of Sin.

Being rounded up by the strength of both sides, Jiang Mingyang was absolutely dead.

Jiang Mingyang was angry when his cell phone rang.

"Hey, what are you doing? You have to play me to death, right?"

After Jiang Mingyang answered the phone, he asked angrily and stepped on the accelerator a little deeper unconsciously.

"One good news, one bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Lin Xiling turned a deaf ear to Jiang Mingyang's complaints and was instead interested in amusing her.

Jiang Mingyang's face was dark and silent, and Lin Xiling was not prepared to listen to his answer, so she thought to herself: "Let's break the bad news first.

There seems to be something wrong with the forces behind the scenes. You have to force them again and let them kill you so that I can investigate their location. "

"That's awesome. I'm going to die for sure. What's the good news?"

Jiang Mingyang also accepted his fate and was even in the mood to tease.

"The good news is that your position has been locked, and all seven teams of the Wuhan Bureau are dispatched.

If you are caught by the Military Security Bureau, you don't have to worry about the forces behind the scenes killing you. "

Jiang Mingyang cursed in his heart, these were still human words.

Being caught by his own people meant that the undercover mission was over and he was going back to school.

"However, Duan Qing did not disclose your undercover identity. The higher-ups issued a kill order. If you show any signs of attack, you will be shot dead on the spot."

Lin Xiling's tone was full of gloating.

"I xx you xx..."

Jiang Mingyang's head suddenly swelled. Seven masters like Gao Jin arrested him with a kill order, which was more hateful than the forces behind the scenes.

As long as traffic control is in place, he won't even have a chance to escape.

"Lin Xiling, you must be wicked. I curse you for saying that your son doesn't have a penis..."

Jiang Mingyang roared crazily at the phone, but Lin Xiling did not get angry and said to herself: "It's okay if you want to live, please beg me.

Don't curse randomly, be careful if I marry you and give you a son..."

"Go away, all the women in the world are dead, I won't marry you, let alone beg you."

Jiang Mingyang hung up the phone angrily and racked his brains to find a way to escape while controlling the vehicle.

Arrested by the Wu Security Bureau, hunted by princes, and pursued by both official and underground forces, Jiang Mingyang has no way to escape.

Jiang Mingyang couldn't guess what Lin Xiling wanted to do, but he was certain of one thing.

Since Lin Xiling revealed the news, it means that what she said is true, and she will definitely die if she is caught!

Lin Xiling must have a way, but Jiang Mingyang has been tricked so badly that he will never follow her routine again. He wants to escape on his own.

In such a desperate situation, he not only had to find a way to escape, but also had to escape with two oil bottles. The difficulty can be imagined.

In other words, it is impossible to escape, but Jiang Mingyang just refuses to accept his fate!

Jiang Mingyang drove away for his life. On the rooftop of the city hall, Lin Xiling put away her cell phone with great joy.

Duan Qing, who was standing next to Lin Xiling, looked very strange and said, "Jiang Mingyang will definitely not be able to escape this time. Are you really not going to help him?"

"Hmph, this bastard has no spine. When he has no way to escape, he will naturally turn to me and beg me."

Lin Xiling was very confident, and Duan Qing was no longer too lazy to care. She still believed in Lin Xiling's judgment.

"Aunt Duan, what's going on with the prince?"

Lin Xiling frowned and asked, Duan Qinglieyan's red lips parted slightly, she lowered her head and lit a cigarette, and then said quietly: "The field department is dispatched."

"I didn't expect that the net would be closed so soon. But the clues were cut off as soon as they reached the prince, and the mole among the high-level officials of Dongsheng City was not found."

Lin Xiling pretended to feel sorry for her, and her heartbroken expression of being unable to serve her country was astonishingly pitiful.

Duan Qing glanced at her, rubbed her hair vigorously, and then said: "Find out the traitor. The first floor of the library will open some permissions to you."

"Hey, it's a deal, Aunt Duan loves me the most."

Lin Xiling succeeded in her plot, but Duan Qing didn't care. He rubbed her hair lovingly and said, "You keep an eye on this, I'll go to the Night Palace to take a look."

Duan Qing jumped off the roof and flew through the air.

Duan Qing's original purpose was to dig out the base of the forces behind the scenes, but he didn't expect the two students to be so capable.

With the cooperation of Lin Xiling and Jiang Mingyang, the matter was settled in just a few days.

What was even more unexpected was that Jiang Mingyang was so capable of causing trouble, and that the trouble was so seamless that the prince took the bait without hesitation.

Duan Qing had a great harvest, Lin Xiling achieved his goal, but Jiang Mingyang was the only one who was miserable.

"Sir, since you are forcing me, don't blame me for being rude."

Jiang Mingyang roared hatefully, and while driving madly, he dialed a number, and soon the other end was connected.

"Hello, welcome to Dongsheng TV. This is the citizen news submission hotline. How can I help you?"

A sweet voice came from the mobile phone. Jiang Mingyang said with a dark face while driving: "Get your person in charge to answer the phone. I have clues about the Night Palace explosion."

The sweet voice paused for a while, then said hurriedly: "Please wait a moment, the editor-in-chief will be here soon."

Just a moment later, a pleasant and steady female voice came from the phone.

"Hello, sir. I am the editor-in-chief of news administration. If you have any clues about the Night Palace bombing..."

Before the woman finished speaking, Jiang Mingyang interrupted her and said, "I have an internal video of the bombing."

The calm female voice was cold for several seconds before she pretended to be calm and said, "Sir, don't joke. I really need information about the bombing, but..."

Jiang Mingyang interrupted again, "If you want, contact me on a private phone."

After that, Jiang Mingyang hung up the phone and his mood quickly calmed down. Anxiety can't solve any problems.

Lin Xiling suddenly exposed his hiding place, which put Jiang Mingyang in a very passive situation.

Without any preparation, it was completely an on-the-spot reaction. The more impatient, the easier it is to leak.

He hung up the phone and asked the woman to contact on a private phone because he suddenly realized that the hotline calls were recorded.

Once he said too much, even if the woman wanted information, she would have to call the police because of the hotline recording.

Now Jiang Mingyang is surrounded by enemies, and the media is his only way to survive. He doesn't want his plan to fail.

The phone call came quickly, Jiang Mingyang answered quickly, and said: "I want one million."

"Sir, money is not a problem, but how can I trust you, how can you ensure my personal safety."

The woman's voice trembled, but she was obviously relieved when she heard Jiang Mingyang's high request.

As long as he asked for money, he would not kill. The higher the price, the more valuable the clue.

Jiang Mingyang smiled slightly and said: "You should ask where we meet..."