He was accepted by Simoski, and if it weren’t for Simoski, he would still be a chef at a small restaurant in the capital.
Everything he has now, he owes entirely to Simoski.
He looked at the ruins, feeling a bit down.
After a long ti, he snapped back to reality because his subordinate had already reminded him.
"Boss, the train has entered the capital but was stopped by the official military."
"Then the military didn’t find Zhang Beixing on the train; instead, they found a group of international thieves and several people from the DE Organization."
"Those people have been captured, and they are still searching for Zhang Beixing’s whereabouts!"
"..."
Did Zhang Beixing get off the train alone?
Simoski thought carefully but figured there was no problem.
If Zhang Beixing didn’t get off the train early, although the Wu Country’s forces couldn’t pose any real threat to him, it would still cause so trouble.
By getting off the train first, Zhang Beixing could avoid the attention of those people, which was a good thing.
Just don’t know when Zhang Beixing would co here.
Just when he was thinking about it.
Suddenly, his expression changed.
His pupils suddenly contracted at this mont.
He looked down incredulously.
Right downstairs, there was actually a person waving at him.
And the person was even smiling.
Huh??
He was stunned.
What the hell.
He knew this person very well.
Zhang Beixing!!
The person he had been eagerly anticipating for days, Zhang Beixing!
Zhang Beixing didn’t co alone. Wow, there’s actually a bus parked downstairs this ti.
Seven or eight people got off the bus one after another, three won, plus Zhang Beixing, making five n, a total of eight people.
So of them were calm, so curious, so confused, and so even a little scared.
Each of them stared at Harley Yous, making Harley Yous feel a bit unnerved.
...
...
"Minister Zhang, please."
"This is the Pu’er tea that Leng Bing brought to and the boss when he just joined our organization."
"I got used to it, and also started liking the taste. There’s not much left, just half a cake, and the rest was blown up, haha."
Harley Yous poured them each a cup of tea, fully displaying the host’s etiquette.
The second half of the sentence was even more aningful.
Zhang Beixing gave him a slight glance and said, "No need to probe here; I’m the one who blew up that building."
Zhang Beixing glanced at him and candidly admitted it.
He took a sip from the teacup, the water temperature was just right, and the taste of the tea was quite good.
"The tea is good, indeed."
"Didn’t your boss die a long ti ago? Do you think our intelligence team does nothing? What are you sad about blowing up a dead person?"
"After you withdrew from your headquarters, wasn’t everyone left inside your archenemy? This sorrow of yours feels so insincere, like a weasel mourning a chicken."
Zhang Beixing joked.
At this ti, Harley Yous’s expression was quite vivid.
Even with his considerable shrewdness, he didn’t expect Zhang Beixing to admit so openly that he arranged for the missile.
But being soone who had seen the vicissitudes of life, he quickly regained his composure.
After coughing twice and slightly adjusting his mood, he said.
"Minister Zhang, no matter what, I had a deep bond with my boss; he was my ntor. As you say in Great Xia, ’there are many swift horses but not many good ntors.’
"I was planning to fight one more battle after I was ready, to retrieve the boss’s body for burial."
"I just started preparing, and you’ve already dashed my hopes..."
Zhang Beixing shook his head, and without waiting for Harley Yous to act, he took the tea bowl himself and poured tea into his own cup.
"Isn’t this better? I directly buried your boss for you."
"Don’t worry about your boss being alone; I sent a big bunch of his brothers down with him, isn’t that nice?"
"..."
Harley Yous was left speechless.
Damn it.
If you talk like this,
then I have no way to respond!
Seeing Harley Yous with a look of utter discomfort,
the girls behind Zhang Beixing laughed.
It seems that no one can take advantage of Zhang Beixing.
Usually, those high-ranking figures have to behave obediently in front of Zhang Beixing; no one dares to act presumptuously, let alone bully others.
For gangsters of Harley Yous’ level,
even top experts from various industries in Europe appear like insects in front of him, not daring to speak loudly.
But for Zhang Beixing, this is not a problem.
Whenever Harley Yous dared to babble more, he could be slapped dead with no opportunity to speak.
"Alright, don’t tell all this; you know why I’m here this ti, take to see."
Zhang Beixing finished his tea in one gulp, stood up, and urged.
The purpose of Zhang Beixing’s visit to Wu Country this ti was to bring Leng Bing back to the country.
Zhang Delin had already called him three tis on the train regarding this matter.
Zhang Beixing had realized how much Zhang Delin valued this.
Zhang Beixing himself also valued Leng Bing quite a bit.
What a great person, willing to sacrifice for the country, so selfless, even willing to bear infamy himself.
Even with the task already completed and an opportunity to return imdiately,
he still insisted on acquiring more information.
Zhang Beixing admired him quite a lot.
He also thought at the ti when collecting Makely information in Lanbo, he should have notified Leng Bing.
Tell Leng Bing that the Makely researcher from the Lanxi Kingdom branch had developed a stable thod for ordinary Martial Artists to advance directly to Grandmaster-level Martial Artists.
There was no need for him to investigate that Wild Martial Artist.
It was just too busy at that ti, and contacting Leng Bing was a bit troubleso, so it was delayed.
Later, due to Yin ngwei poisoning and pursuing Simoski, a chain reaction was set off, leading to the situation becoming like this.
The truth is, Zhang Beixing was indeed indirectly responsible.
Harley Yous, hearing Zhang Beixing’s request, of course, wouldn’t say no.
Just kidding, now he finally had the chance to hand over this hot potato to Zhang Beixing.
How could he let go of this opportunity?
Just a bit later wouldn’t work.
A bit later, if Leng Bing died, this good thing would turn bad directly.
Harley Yous led Zhang Beixing to Leng Bing’s room.
Zhang Beixing didn’t bring too many people, just brought Makely with him.
As soon as the door opened, Zhang Beixing was hit by a strong sll of disinfectant, extrely pungent.
After the transcendent promotion, Zhang Beixing’s sense of sll beca exceptionally sensitive.
Recently, with his increased strength, his senses upgraded even further.
Instantly, the sll struck his head, overwhelmingly intense.
The disinfectant sll wasn’t the most stimulating; the most was a corpse-like sll of death emanating.
A strong sense of decay.
Zhang Beixing secretly thought it wasn’t good.
Could Leng Bing already be gone?
He rushed in and saw Leng Bing lying on the bed, in an unconscious state.
Even without touching his breath or pulse, Zhang Beixing could feel that Leng Bing was still alive.
But now, he was truly hanging by a thread.
Just barely holding on to his last breath.
If he had co a few hours later, he wouldn’t have seen a living person.
His injuries were indeed too severe.
Zhang Beixing shook his head.
"Makely, I’m counting on you."
Makely ca in with a mask, without verbal communication with Zhang Beixing, and directly went to Leng Bing’s bedside.
Without any syringe injection, he just took out a small potion bottle from his pocket, the size of an eye drop.
Without minding Leng Bing’s dirt, he opened Leng Bing’s mouth and poured it directly down.
"Done."
"It’s done?"
Makely nodded. "What else? Let’s go, in three or four hours, he’ll show so signs."
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