Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 131 The Truth About Murder 8
Lan Ling and Ye Mingchuan stood under the window, and Jiang Wenting's vicious voice came from inside through the window.

"Brother, Ye Lanling, that little slut, escaped because of a missed assassination last time. You must not let him go this time! Also, let me tell you, Brother Cheng, I have found some information about the relationship between Ye Lanling and Ye Mingchuan. It seems unusual..."

Lan Ling raised her eyebrows after hearing this, but she didn't expect that Jiang Wenting had arranged for the assassination of Si Bingchuan.

But from this look, this woman is not as straightforward as she looks, with big breasts and no brains.

The air pressure around Ye Mingchuan was getting lower and lower, like the silence before the storm.

However, his clenched hands in the cuffs became tighter and tighter, the veins bulged, and there was a "creaking" sound between the bones.

Finally, after Jiang Wenting finished talking on the phone, Ye Mingchuan immediately rushed to the door, raised his long legs and kicked the wooden door to pieces with a "bang".

With Lan Ling behind her, her 50-year-old body is still flexible.

Ye Mingchuan smiled faintly, looked at the surprised Jiang Wenting and said:

"Wen Ting, I adopted you as a righteous daughter and brought you to the base. Do you think this is all for granted? I thought you would be your undercover agent honestly. Unexpectedly, you dared to Pay attention to my child, are you ready to bear my wrath?"

Lan Ling looked at Ye Mingchuan in surprise, what does this mean?So Ye Mingchuan knew Jiang Wenting was an undercover agent from the very beginning?So, letting Jiang Wenting stay by Si Bingchuan's side is a game?

Thinking of this, Lan Ling couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Wenting sympathetically. As an undercover agent, she lacked one thing, which was heartlessness.

Jiang Wenting was also surprised, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Mingchuan in disbelief:
"Impossible, how is it possible, don't you always believe in me?"

"Heh, do you think the marshal of a country came out of thin air?" Ye Mingchuan continued to say with a hint of sarcasm in his thick voice:
"Jiang Wenting, the chief undercover agent of the underground tyrant organization, code-named Nine-Tailed Snake, aged 29, ten years ago, because of being betrayed, she killed the other party and joined the underground organization since then..."

What Ye Mingchuan narrated was Jiang Wenting's detailed information, and every time she uttered a piece of information, she could see that her face changed a bit.

A few minutes passed, and Ye Mingchuan finally finished speaking.

Lan Ling who was watching the fun from the side didn't think it was a big deal, and even added: "This is the chief undercover agent. It seems that this Lao Shizi organization must be not good."

"Haha, Lan Ling is right." Ye Mingchuan patted Lan Ling's head, nodded and smiled.

Jiang Wenting's face was livid with anger, the tyrant organization is also the top underworld gang in this country, and it was so humiliated by Lan Ling.

Ye Mingchuan began to walk towards her step by step, every footstep seemed to be stepping on her heart, shaking after shaking.

"Marshal, what are you going to do?" Jiang Wenting's calm voice was trembling, everyone knew the Marshal's wrist, and no one from any organization could escape from him without getting lost.

"I don't do anything, I'm the marshal, and I can't do things that lose the dignity of the country, but Hydra, I don't plan to support you anymore, surrender yourself."

Lan Ling watched the play leisurely, Ye Mingchuan was unusually calm at this time, as if the person who kicked the door just now was not him.

(End of this chapter)