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He Junfeng sat in the office and wiped his gun, his eyes flickered coldly, Luo Yifei looked startled, "He Chu, is there any big task?"

"No." He Junfeng put the cleaned gun into his weapon belt, thinking in his mind that Zhuang Wenhong's boat should have arrived at Zhongwan Wharf by now.

Luo Yifei felt that He Junfeng's mood was not right, since she returned to the action team, she had never seen a mission where He Junfeng had such strong emotions, "He Chu, your mood is not right!"

"Do your own thing."

Luo Yifei glared at He Junfeng unconvinced after being choked by He Junfeng, lowered her head and stopped talking.But He Junfeng walked up to Luo Yifei and asked, "Where is Ah Ci?"

Luo Yifei didn't raise his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know, it's still there in the morning." He Junfeng glanced at Luo Yifei, put on his coat, "I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going?" Luo Yifei stood up, her intuition told him that something must be wrong with He Junfeng.

"Party headquarters." He Junfeng replied two words, and walked out without turning his head. Luo Yifei was worried, but after all, He Junfeng had already said that he was going to the party headquarters. I can follow.

Qingci was making the final preparations in the weapon room at this time. Regardless of Jiang Zilu's stop or not, she would kill Zhuang Wenhong with her own hands. As for Gao Yishan, let his life be saved for a while, and sooner or later she would also send him to her sister.

Celadon loaded the bullets, checked the weapon belt, confirmed that it was correct, put the weapon belt on, put on the windbreaker, and left the action team.

Zhuang Wenhong's office is on Fangshu Street, not far from the party headquarters, but it is an independent office.At the entrance of the dark alley across Fangshu Street, Qingci was dressed in black and black pants, hiding in the shadows. The old black car carrying Zhuang Wenhong had already driven into the gate. Qingci waited with bated breath for the lights in Zhuang Wenhong's office to come on. It was her signal to act.

"I told you not to do it!" A hand put on Qingci's shoulder, and before Qingci had time to resist in the future, he quickly clamped Qingci's hands, not giving her any chance to escape.

"Jiang Zilu! Let me go!" The lights on the first floor turned on, but Jiang Zilu blocked Celadon's way, "Why don't you let me go! Let me go!"

Jiang Zi held Celadon in one hand, pulled out Celadon's gun and unloaded the bullet in the other hand, "If I say no, I won't! Do you think you can kill Zhuang Wenhong? Killing Zhuang Wenhong means avenging your sister?!"

"Let go of me! How could you do this! I hate you! Let me go!" Qingci struggled, the opportunity was in front of her eyes, but she couldn't do anything, Du Yuying and her unborn child were already lying on the ground For so many years, her hatred has been held in her heart for so many years, she can't let Zhuang Wenhong go, "Jiang Zilu, let me go... I beg you... let me go!"

"Xiaoci! I said I will avenge you! But not now!" Jiang Zilu didn't give Qingci any chance, ignored Qingci's plea, and resolutely refused to let Qingci go.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, gunshots rang out from across the street. Qingci and Jiang Zilu looked over at the same time and saw He Junfeng killing the security guard at the door with a gun and rushing into Zhuang Wenhong's office.

Qingci didn't know where the strength came from, and she broke free from Jiang Zilu's shackles, and rushed to the opposite street. Jiang Zilu had a secret way and chased after him.

Zhuang Wenhong had just entered the office, took off his coat, and was about to sit down when he heard gunshots outside the door. Before he could go out to check, the door of the office was already wide open. He Junfeng entered the office with a gun in his hand, pointing the gun directly at Zhuang Wenhong's face Door.

"Junfeng?" Zhuang Wenhong had long expected to meet He Junfeng when he returned to the Congress, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He smiled softly, "If you have something to say, put down the gun first, Junfeng, if you have something to say, say it."

"Zhuang Wenhong, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He Junfeng didn't put down his gun, but approached Zhuang Wenhong a little bit, the hatred in his eyes was so strong that he wanted to tear Zhuang Wenhong to pieces.

Zhuang Wenhong seemed to have no fear, picked up the cigarette case from the table, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes satisfied, and asked He Junfeng with smoke rings, "Do you want to smoke?" Do you know the truth?"

"Do you think I will still trust you?!"

"Hehe, idiot!" Zhuang Wenhong looked directly at He Junfeng, threw the match on the table, his eyes seemed to look at another person through He Junfeng, with some sadness and guilt, but then laughed wildly, "You think I killed him?" Did you kill her? Do you think your real enemy is me? Let me tell you! No! It’s Gao Yishan! Your real enemy is your adoptive father, Gao Yishan!"

"Impossible!" Although Gao Yishan is not a good person, he has always been kind to He Junfeng. The last time he wanted to kill He Junfeng was because He Junfeng betrayed him.

Zhuang Wenhong pointed at He Junfeng's gun and sneered, "Do you really trust him that much? Back then he asked me to work as an undercover agent next to Wang Jingwei. I had to make some achievements, so he gave me the bag of bombs and asked me to release In your car!"

"Why?!" He Junfeng never knew that there was such a secret behind this incident, "Why did you sacrifice me for you?!" He Junfeng really regarded Gao Yishan as his father, but Gao Yishan treated him like this, which made He Junfeng unable to understand. Bear with that feeling that something you hold dear turns out to be trash in the eyes of others.

"Why? There is no reason for Gao Yishan! I also want to ask why! Why did you let her sit in your car at that time? Why didn't you die but she! If I knew it would be her, I would rather I will not give you that bag of bombs myself!!" Zhuang Wenhong's emotions exploded in an instant. Although he was in a high position, he always regretted killing that woman by mistake. She was the woman he loved. When he When he gave the bag of bombs to He Junfeng, he thought that he was sorry for Yuying, but when he knew that the one who died was not He Junfeng but Du Yuying, he didn't know what to think, he couldn't even say sorry exit!She died, in front of He Junfeng, who gave the pack of explosives!He hates Gao Yishan and He Junfeng, he has been working hard to climb up to Wang Jingwei's side, he betrayed Gao Yishan only to become No.1 in the party one day.But these fame and fortune are still not worth that one. He, Zhuang Wenhong, dreams every midnight, and still remembers that he personally delivered a pack of bombs, which killed the woman he loved the most.

While Zhuang Wenhong was speaking, a bullet pierced his shoulder, and Qingci stood at the door with the black muzzle pointed at Zhuang Wenhong's face, "Then why don't you die?!"

"Celadon?!" Zhuang Wenhong held his shoulders, the wound was bleeding profusely, he was leaning against the wall in rough clothes, "So you're back..."

"Ah Ci, why are you here?!" He Junfeng didn't expect Celadon to appear here, "Go! This is not where you should come!"

"I want to avenge my sister!" Qingci ignored He Junfeng, and shot Zhuang Wenhong's thigh again: "Do you know how my sister died?! She was killed by a bomb! Can you imagine the scene at that time? Such a beautiful person died without a whole body in the end! You dare to say that you would rather die than yourself! Then go to hell! Go to hell!" Qingci fired several times, and Zhuang Wenhong's leg immediately gushed out blood.

The severe pain and gushing blood caused Zhuang Wenhong's survival instinct to explode. Seeing that Qingci was closest to him, he dragged his broken leg to grab Qingci's gun. his arm.

Zhuang Wenhong snorted, but he didn't relax his hands, and he couldn't stand with Qingci. Suddenly, the gun they were fighting for went off and rushed straight at He Junfeng. Qingci let go of his hand and threw He Junfeng down in an instant. Falling to the ground, the bullet narrowly grazed the scalps of the two and shot into the wall behind them.

Zhuang Wenhong got the gun and pointed it at He Junfeng, and smiled coldly: "Go to hell!" However, before he pulled the trigger, he himself fell to the ground, and Jiang Zilu, who happened to arrive, shot him between the eyebrows, and he died instantly.

He Junfeng propped himself up on his arms and wanted to help Qingci up, but he saw Qingci lying on the ground, biting his lower lip, his face pale, "A Ci! A Ci!"

Jiang Zilu was also taken aback, threw the gun, and ran to Qingci to check the situation of Qingci.He Junfeng couldn't care too much anymore, he picked up Celadon and rushed out of the office building.

After the three of them walked away, Tan Ruiling walked in through the door of the office, and patted Zhuang Wenhong's face: "I have completed the task...the relationship is really complicated!"

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