Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

"We all know who you are. The saying "turn back and never turn back" never applies to you." Jiang Ye was not afraid. She raised her eyelids and said, "Ming Dong, you are in power now. There is no need for you to play such a show of kindness."

When the people around heard this, their expressions suddenly became interesting.

Wan Zhiming's expression changed unpredictably in an instant.

He looked straight at Jiang Ye, as if trying to see something from this skin.

However, Jiang Ye just smiled and looked back, neither panicked nor afraid, without any sense of being a prisoner.

Even the way she looked at him was the same as when they were on the bridge across the river.

There was some sarcasm in his indifference. He was obviously the one looking down on others, but Jiang Ye's expression seemed to be mocking him as the loser.

"I've always wanted to ask you, what did you mean by that?" Wan Zhiming looked down at her, "What is a real loser?"

At that time, he would not have approached Jiang Ye.

But at that time, Jiang Ye said something that made him very concerned.

"Chairman, you only caught me, the most inconspicuous chess piece in this plan. But the real loser of a chess game can only be determined after all the pieces have been placed."

It was just this one sentence that made him upset and he relaxed his guard and approached Jiang Ye.

This gave her the opportunity to pull him into the river.

And now...

Wan Zhiming looked at the circle of supernatural guards around him and the flat land around him, and was ready to ask for an answer.

Jiang Ye did not let him down. He glanced at him calmly and said frankly, "The black-clad bodyguard team you sent out at that time was the last force you had hidden in secret."

She had been Wan Zhiming's special assistant for many years, so naturally she had a thorough understanding of the composition of the group of forces he secretly raised.

"So what?" Wan Zhiming looked at her expressionlessly.

Jiang Ye said: "You played your trump card, but I didn't."

Wan Zhiming's expression changed slightly.

Jiang Ye looked away and chuckled: "The people I sent out to deliver the letter were all carefully selected and loyal to you."

"...Impossible." Wan Zhiming's face turned a little uglier. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"At this point, do I need to talk nonsense?" Jiang Ye tilted his head to look at him, his tone somewhat sarcastic, "They know that those things are your evidence, so I ordered them to take the things to a safe place and destroy them. Chairman, they actually want to protect you."

Wan Zhiming's eyes were filled with turmoil, and he looked at her straight, his gaze as cold as a knife.

It's like peeling the ginger leaves alive.

"But you later sent people to intercept them one by one, so you probably didn't leave any of them alive, right?" Jiang Ye smiled faintly, "What a pity, they never thought that they would die at the hands of the people they were loyal to."

“……” This time Wan Zhiming was silent for a long time.

Then he suddenly sighed, frowning with regret, and said with some sorrow: "Seventeen people, you killed so many people at the same time, and you can still laugh?"

His counter-attack was so sudden that even Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment.

She chuckled and then said, "As expected of the chairman, you may not be very capable, but you are quite good at passing the buck."

When it comes to acting, he is also very good at it.

Wan Zhiming gently brushed away the non-existent dust on his clothes: "You were the one who asked them to deliver the letter, and you were the one who knew that their lives were in danger. What does it have to do with me?"

If someone else came here, they might really be angry at his twisted logic.

But Jiang Ye had long been accustomed to this "leader"'s condescending excuses. No matter what he did wrong, his first reaction was always to shirk responsibility.

In his previous life, he was bewildered by the beauty trap deliberately arranged by his opponent. He ignored the dissuasion and hastily invested in several unfinished projects, causing the tragedy of tens of thousands of people being left homeless.

He had the same attitude when the company lost more than 10 billion.

The advice from the think tank team was not good enough, the rules and regulations of the legal team were not strict enough, and the ability of Jiang Ye, the special assistant, to check and approve needed to be improved...

In short, it would not be the decision maker's mistake.

He lost his mind quite a few times. During those eight years, Jiang Ye not only had to take care of the company's business, but also had to find time to clean up after him with the public relations team at any time.

There are countless such things.

But now, as Wan Zhiming said, now is not the past, and Jiang Ye does not need to spoil this older child.

"The people who really made the decisions and took action are the sinners." Jiang Ye coldly threw down the verdict, "But sinners will never repent."

Wan Zhiming was stunned.

But he saw Jiang Ye had disappeared from his sight.

The scene was instantly chaotic.

"Jianbai!" Wan Zhiming's pupils shrank and he shouted subconsciously.

However, a cold sharp blade suddenly pressed against his neck, cutting off his next shout.

At the same time, Wan Zhiming's left shoulder was pressed hard by someone, and his attempt to struggle went limp in an instant.

Wan Zhiming was suddenly startled.

Jiang Ye's figure appeared behind him, with a broken iron chain wrapped around each of her hands.

Wan Zhiming seemed to have thought of something and immediately pressed the remote control, but Jiang Ye's movements behind him were not affected at all.

There was a flash of disbelief in Wan Zhiming's eyes.

Everyone who saw this scene gasped in shock.

But then, less than thirty centimeters from Jiang Ye's back, a violent collision suddenly erupted.

The sparks from the collision instantly cast a shape in the air around her.

Everyone then discovered that the air behind the ginger leaf had formed a very resilient air wall at some point.

It was also this wall that blocked the invisible attack coming from behind for her.

It’s Xue Jianbai!

Everyone looked behind Jiang Ye. There was clearly nothing in the air, but for the first time they were sure that Xue Jianbai was there.

For someone who is good at hiding, it is almost fatal if his tracks are discovered.

Many people felt a sense of foreboding.

In the blink of an eye, the air behind Jiang Ye suddenly swept out a strong airflow, instantly enveloping the space behind her.

Caught!

Everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes in surprise.

At this moment, six cold lights rushed towards Jiang Ye's face and back, at a speed as fast as lightning.

It was Ke Caiying who took action.

Jiang Ye and Ke Caiying's gazes met in the cold light, and both pairs of eyes were indifferent.

The next moment, six daggers instantly penetrated the target, but only left a mess of afterimages.

Jiang Ye had disappeared from the spot without anyone noticing.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change.

Wan Zhiming was no longer restrained. He staggered forward a few steps and almost fell face down on the ground.

Ke Caiying stepped forward and supported him in time.

"Why didn't the remote control work?" Wan Zhiming supported himself on his arms and stood firm, as if he had found the culprit. He asked angrily, "Why was she able to break free from the chain?!"