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Chapter 172, Weird(2/3)

"Rongshu Street..."

"Everything is written from the east."

Zhang Yong had a straight face.

Cheng Guangzhi wrote Donglai obediently. He was very self-proclaimed.

For a traitor, this is a very serious request. The red letter means that he has completely betrayed.

"very good!"

"They are entrusted with the important task of reviving society."

"I'll just wait for the good news!"

Zhang Yong got the self-red book and gave the wrong party a free stimulant meal.

The self-red letter has been written, which means that there is no redeeming Coco. Then just go on the road. Go on the road happily. Don't be a traitor again in this life.

Then, Zhang Yong took him to Yanjiang Road and found a hotel to settle in Donglai. That hotel was relatively remote and convenient for the Red Party's anti-rape operations.

There is a wilderness behind the hotel. It is also convenient to dispose of corpses. The scenery is actually quite good.

"I will never ask to go out."

"Our people must be looking for me everywhere now."

"Never ask for contact with the outside world. Once exposed, I will know the consequences."

"No one can be trusted except him."

"In their Fuxing Society, there are also undercover agents from the Red Party."

Zhang Yong deliberately created fear.

You must control that guy tightly and wait for the red party to arrive.

"He knows."

"He knows."

Cheng Guangzhi answered silently.

Believe it or not.

Because Zhang Yong provided him with the best room and the best food.

With that kind of treatment, being entrusted with important responsibilities is just around the corner.

Zhang Yong then drove away.

We can't go to the Gendarmerie Headquarters. We have to notify the Red Party to deal with the traitors quickly.

Zhang Yong did not dare to approach that Shen Jingqian. Did she have a gun? If she shot herself, it would be a tragedy...

First go to the antique street.

No antiques are sold there. It's relatively deserted.

Zhang Yong entered an antique shop called Gu Mo Zhai. His owner was Gu Mo Zhai.

The name of the person is not it. The name of the store is not it either.

According to Cheng Guangzhi's explanation, Gu Mozhai was one of the leaders of the Southern Jiangsu Working Committee, codenamed "Lao Qi", and was a key member of the Working Committee.

What?

Write a note? Throw it in? Remind the wrong party?

Too lazy to do it.

Zhang Yong was prepared to meet with the wrong party.

That seventh child is one of the leaders of the working committee, and may also be a big boss in the future. He has to hold on tightly.

Since you don't have much ability, just hug your thighs as hard as you can.

As the boss progresses in the future, he will also rise with the tide.

Just walk right in.

It was deserted inside Gu Mo Zhai, with not a single customer.

The owner, Gu Mozhai, was using a feather duster to dust off the antiques. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and greeted them with a smile.

"Sir, what good thing do I see?"

"He doesn't understand antiques."

"Little brother, do I need anything? Tell him and he will help me find it."

"I heard that we have a man named Cheng Guangzhi?"

"He doesn't know that person."

"He said I was not the person in charge of the Southern Jiangsu Working Committee. My codename was Lao Qi."

"Well……"

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

For a moment, countless thoughts went through Gu Mozhai's mind.

Who is that guy? Is he a friend or foe?

How did he know his identity? What did he want to do?

Weird...

From the looks of it, he doesn't seem to be an enemy.

If he was not an enemy, he would have been secretly arrested long ago after knowing his identity.

Is it okay? If I say no to my own people, it’s not okay.

Friends? Even more absurd.

They are completely strangers!

A stranger suddenly showed up at the door and revealed his identity. For a moment, Gu Mozhai, who was extremely experienced in fighting, was stunned.

Such a situation is unprecedented!

For half a minute, Gu Mozhai didn't know how to talk.

The two stared at each other.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that the seventh person seemed to be very enlightened.

I don’t even know I was sold!

Ke Gong, Ke Gong, let me get out of here quickly! The East Party seems to be very weak now! Sooner or later they will be killed...

Oh, Ke Gong is very busy on the grass now...

Then there is nothing we can do. Let’s get straight to the point.

Eat? Drink porridge? Take a gamble.

"Cheng Guangzhi sought refuge in the Fuxing Society, and then he found him."

"Do I..."

"He is not a member of the Renaissance Society."

"..."

The atmosphere was silent again.

Gu Mozhai felt that everything in his mind was filled with question marks.

Am I a member of the Fuxing Society?

My agent from the Fuxing Society came alone to talk to him alone? Doesn't it sound like he was begging to arrest him?

So what is the number?

Isn't he well-informed? He has many years of experience in the underground organization. What kind of storms and waves has he not seen?

Is it true that he has never encountered such a strange situation tomorrow?

For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

The only thing that is certain is no. The wrong party has no malicious intent and no tricks.

If not a professional, who would shut up like that?

"Cheng Guangzhi is at the Happy Hotel on Yanjiang Road. If we want to kill him, we must do it as soon as possible."

"Who am I?"

"I don't care who he is. If I ask him, he can't tell me. What if there is another traitor in our team? Shouldn't we sell him?"

"I……"
To be continued...
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