Hearing the voice, Tang Rao's face burst into a radiant smile.
This ga, thoroughly won.
Out of the crowd ca an old man, dressed casually with a full head of white hair, looking quite dashing.
Han Wanli!
Seeing Han Wanli, Wu Han's expression turned ashen.
It was over.
"Xiao Rao, we et again." After Han Wanli arrived, he ignored everyone else, heading straight towards Tang Rao with a grin.
"Old Han, you're really slow, old age really does take its toll, huh? Totally unagile." Tang Rao shrugged off Wu Changxing, clapped his hands, wearing a slightly dissatisfied expression.
"Would it kill you, kid, to say sothing nice?" Han Wanli wasn't the least bit angry, laughing and scolding.
"Ow, Old Han, you look so full of life, how many young ladies did you have a blast with last night?" Tang Rao thought for a mont, then said sothing kind.
Of course, Han Wanli still rolled his eyes at him.
Not to ntion Wu Han, even Yan Zhengda was sowhat dumbfounded.
Old Han has such a good relationship with Tang Rao?
This looks just like old friends with a very close personal friendship.
"Let's cut the chat and get to business," Tang Rao waved his hand.
The information in Yan Zhengda's hands must have been procured by Han Wanli. In terms of status and position, Han Wanli was leagues above Yan Zhengda, Wu Han, and the others.
"Wu Han, shall I take action?" Yan Zhengda looked at Wu Han.
He had been investigating Wu Han for nearly half a year, and this old guy hadn't committed major offences. However, he was too indulgent with Wu Changxing, overly so.
Most of Wu Changxing's sses were cleaned up by Wu Han.
Together, they had troubled half of the Special Ninth Departnt.
"No need." Wu Han shook his head, slowly exhaled a breath of air, also sowhat relieved.
"No... Grandpa, save ! You have to save !" Wu Changxing could now speak, his voice tearing at the heart.
If the murder charge was sustained, he would likely receive the death penalty.
Tears shimred in Wu Han's eyes, 'How I wish I could save you.' But now, he was powerless.
With Han Wanli involved, what could be done?
You're still young, you have no idea what Han Wanli represents in Yan Nation. He symbolizes the true ultimate investigative authority; if he wants to investigate, no one in Yan Nation can stop him.
Watching Wu Han shake his head, Wu Changxing was completely stunned.
Is this it for ? He wasn't done living, he had made so many contributions to Yan Nation, their extre team, with illustrious battle achievents!
"Ah!!!" Wu Changxing flew into a rage, as Spiritual Energy surged and raged within him.
Boom!
Spiritual Energy converged and erupted, breaking through! The pinnacle of gathering spiritual energy!
"Nobody can let die!" Wu Changxing lunged out, targeting Han Wanli.
Wu Han was frightened to a pallid complexion.
Yan Zhengda's eyes were wide as he reached out, wanting to stop but being too slow.
As for Han Wanli, his expression remained very calm.
"Xiao Rao, I owe you another one," Han Wanli suddenly shook his head, saying sothing seemingly inexplicable.
Phut!
The chilly glint of a dagger, Tang Rao appeared in a flash, standing right in front of Han Wanli, and his dagger was already plunged straight into Wu Changxing's head.
Tang Rao did not hold back, it was a move that killed instantly.
The sentence would be death anyway, might as well seek revenge for Liu Shisan a bit sooner.
Wu Changxing didn't even let out a cry before he fell, his blood flowing from the wound, his eyes widened, dead beyond doubt.
"Changxing!!" Wu Han leapt forward, falling down, laying across Wu Changxing's body, wailing incessantly.
Nobody tried to stop him, and Tang Rao didn't speak.
Blood slowly seeped out, forming a large pool on the ground, dense and vividly red.
"Alright, take it away," Han Wanli gestured towards Wu Han.
"No need," Tang Rao waved his hand, "Dead."
Han Wanli paused briefly, then quickly stepped forward to pull Wu Han away.
There was a silver dagger stuck in Wu Han's chest.
No wonder the blood on the ground was a bit excessive.
"Yan Zhengda, take care of the body." Han Wanli shook his head and sighed. These people, if only they had known, why bother at all.
Just do your job, live your life peaceably—wouldn't that be nice?
"Xiao Rao, it's rare to see you, how about a drink?" Han Wanli nudged Tang Rao and said.
"No, I'm preparing to leave," Tang Rao shook his head, "Seems like the Special Ninth Departnt isn't quite for , too dangerous. I thought I'd find the warmth of a family here, but who knew... Tsk tsk tsk, soone who loves peace like , it's better to back out."
Nurous tiny dots appeared on everyone's foreheads.
That's enough, Tang Rao.
"Tang Rao, the Chief Instructor, your achievents are outstanding. Ming Luo, take the Chief Instructor to the resource vault later to pick sothing out, as a reward," Yan Zhengda said.
Tang Rao grinned, Big Eyes really gets him.
"But after thinking it over, for the strength and stability of our nation, for my country and my people, I'll continue on without looking back," said Tang Rao with a face full of great light and justice, quickly changing his tune.
Anything that ca to his mouth seed to be made righteous with ease.
"That's right, Thirteen, you can start the rollcall now," Tang Rao looked towards Liu Shisan, knowing that Wu Changxing wasn't the only one who had frad Liu Shisan.
Liu Shisan's lips curled up, and his eyes were fierce, scanning the fifty or sixty mbers of the elite squad with surging killing intent.
...
Eventually, under Liu Shisan's rollcall, Tang Rao singled out five more people, all handed over to Yan Zhengda for strict handling.
Probably, those people were going to spend the second half of their lives behind bars.
As for Liu Shisan, at Tang Rao's insistence, he eventually stayed, temporarily serving as Tang Rao's assistant.
...
"Ouch, damn, my head hurts." The next morning when he got up, Tang Rao felt like his pituitary gland was about to burst.
Last night, he drank with Yan Zhengda and Han Wanli until late into the night, nearly forgetting how he had fallen asleep.
After circulating his Spiritual Energy a couple of tis and dispersing the alcohol, Tang Rao finally stepped out of his room.
"Eh, Thirteen? What're you doing at the door?" As soon as he left the room, Tang Rao saw Liu Shisan leaning against the door and smoking.
"You're the Chief Instructor, aren't you supposed to train the recruits? It's almost nine o'clock, let's go," said Liu Shisan as he passed a plastic bag containing stead buns and soy milk.
Tang Rao wasn't polite, eating away as he followed Liu Shisan to the training ground.
When they arrived at the training ground, Ming Luo was already training the recruits.
When Tang Rao was not there, Ming Luo would usually take his place.
"Attention, count off!" Seeing Tang Rao and Liu Shisan arrive, Ming Luo imdiately shouted.
Everyone quickly lined up and started counting off, with military precision.
"This is your Chief Instructor, Tang Rao," Ming Luo introduced him.
No one dared to move, no one dared to speak, they even controlled their breathing to the bare minimum.
Yesterday's events were well-known throughout the Special Ninth Departnt.
The demonic reputation of Chief Instructor Tang Rao had already spread far and wide.
"Hey, don't be so tense, relax a little," Tang Rao said, sipping his soy milk and gesturing with his hand.
But these people still didn't move, because... they didn't dare to.
"Co on, let's play a ga," Tang Rao pulled up a chair and sat down, with Ming Luo on his left and Liu Shisan on his right.
"Who do you think is prettier?" Tang Rao pointed at Ming Luo and Liu Shisan. "Stand on the side of the one you think is prettier, starting now. Those who don't choose, a hundred thousand push-ups."
Upon hearing Tang Rao's words, the recruits imdiately started moving, having to pick one either way, or else a hundred thousand push-ups would literally kill them!
As for Liu Shisan and Ming Luo, they both looked at Tang Rao, puzzled, not knowing what he was up to this ti.
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