"The current defense officer in Changsha City is named Zuo Qianzhi. He came to Changsha two years ago and is in charge of Changsha's army. He has great influence in Changsha's military and political circles."

Hong Jin will truthfully report the information he inquired about.

In front of him, Cong Ye sunk half of his body into the leather chair, with a pair of long legs crossed on the table. He looked like a noble Siamese cat.

"Zuo Qianzhi is the defense officer, and Zhang Qishan is the defense adjutant. What is the relationship between these two people?"

Cong Ye tapped his temples and raised his eyes to ask Hong Jin in front of him.

Hong Jin has matured a lot. In six years, he has grown from a 15-year-old boy to a 21-year-old adult.

Among the three brothers, although he is the youngest, he is the one with the most flexible mind and the most mature heart.

Leaving everything to him makes Cong Ye feel more at ease than leaving it to Hongwen and Hongjing.

In the past six years, Cong Ye has summoned almost all the orphans, beggars, and homeless vagrants in Changsha.

He provided them with food and clothing, and they also did some things for Cong.

It's not a big deal, just snooping and gathering information.

After all, no one can guard against the crazy beggars and homeless people who can be seen everywhere on the streets.

"There's something wrong."

Hongjin pondered for a moment and said with a slight solemnity.

"Oh?"

Cong also became interested: "What's the problem?"

Hong Jin said: "According to the information our people inquired about, Zhang Qishan filed a complaint against Zuo Qian with the government before he came to Changsha to take over the post of adjutant of the army."

"Although it did not affect Zuo Qianzhi's status, it can be seen that the relationship between the two people is incompatible."

Water and fire are incompatible?

Cong Ye rubbed his chin. He didn't hate Zhang Qishan, so what kind of person was Zuo Qianzhi, who was incompatible with Zhang Qishan?

Cong also asked directly.

Hong Jin's eyes were full of disgust: "Zuo Qianzhi is a traitor."

No one hates traitors.

"Traitor?"

Cong also repeated it, somewhat unbelievably.

The defense officer of Changsha City was a traitor. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

So, what exactly does Zhang Qishan want to do?

Cong also put his feet down and stepped on the soft carpet. He stood up and told Hong Jin in front of him:

"Let people stare at Zuo Qianzhi and Zhang Qishan."

"Yes."

Hongjin nodded.

Cong also took two steps outside, then turned around and added another person: "There is also Mr. Hongfu."

Hongjin didn't ask anything and still nodded.

Cong Ye opened the door and went downstairs.

After his extensive renovation, St. Peter's Basilica has been transformed into a small Western-style villa.

He found someone to hammer down the huge statue of Jesus in the middle, and reshaped it into a statue of Nuwa with the head of a human and the body of a snake.

Those who believe in his mother Nuwa will have eternal life.

During the day, everyone went out to collect information or learn knowledge. At night, they gathered in the villa to eat, drink and have fun together.

Cong is definitely a very generous boss.

All the beggars and homeless people with sallow faces and skinny muscles were raised white and fat by him.

He didn't need to say much.

These beggars brainwashed themselves and vowed to be his most loyal subordinates.

The homeless people are extremely satisfied with their current life. Every day they go out and bring back a lot of information. They are afraid that with the addition of new homeless people, the competition will become stronger and they will be abandoned on the streets of Changsha again. .

"..."

The only thing Cong Ye could do was to tell them to pay attention to safety and at the same time strengthen their physical and skill training.

He opened the door of St. Peter's Church and walked on the street in the breeze.

There are various shops on the streets of Changsha, and Cong is not short of money. From time to time, he will buy one or two new gadgets and send them to the group as a bonus.

Just as he was picking preserved fruits in front of the shop as usual, a black car stopped beside him.

Cong Ye threw the coin to his boss and turned around to see Zhang Qishan in the back seat looking at him with a smile on his face.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked away as if he hadn't seen it. He held the paper bag of preserved fruits in his hand, and occasionally picked up a piece of pulp and threw it into his mouth.

Zhang Qishan shook his head helplessly, opened the car door, and walked to Cong Ye's side.

"I'm here to apologize to you."

Zhang Qishan slowed down after catching up with him.

Cong didn't say anything. He chewed the pulp and slowly stopped.

"What is your relationship with Zuo Qianzhi?"

Cong Ye suddenly asked.

Zhang Qishan was frozen in place, murderous intent condensed in his black eyes.

This murderous intention was not directed at Cong Ye, but because of the name Cong Ye mentioned.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

Zhang Qishan raised his chin and glanced at the teahouse next to him.

Cong Ye: "Okay."

He was quite curious about the relationship between Zhang Qishan and Zuo Qianzhi.

The two of them entered the teahouse together and asked for a private room on the second floor.

The tea is fragrant.

In the dense light blue tea mist, Zhang Qishan's expression was blurred.

But the sound reached Cong Ye's ears clearly.

A mysterious and bizarre story unfolds in front of Cong Ye.

Eight years ago, Japanese forces penetrated Northeast China, controlled the South Manchuria Railway, and committed all kinds of evil.

The Zhang family is a rebellious family in the Northeast. The turbulent current situation caused the Zhang family to split into multiple factions. One of the factions left with the family secrets and fled south, but was discovered by the Japanese spy system in the Northeast.

Zhang Qishan, who was only 15 years old at the time, was among them.

The Japanese discovered the unusualness of the Zhang family and continued to conduct human experiments on the Zhang family.

Zuo Qianzhi was a traitor who worked hard for the Japanese at that time.

Later, Zhang Qishan escaped by chance. This time he came to Changsha City to get rid of Zuo Qianzhi, a worm, for revenge.

Zhang Qishan did not deceive Cong Ye, every word was true.

It is nothing more than covering up the special features of the Zhang family in a few words.

Cong Ye tapped his finger on the table, but did not make any sound.

Zhang Qishan continued: "The key criminal I captured two days ago was one of Zuo Qianzhi's subordinates who killed people for him. His name is Yan Sanxing."

"I didn't lie to you, he ran into the pear garden and disappeared."

Zhang Qishan took a sip of tea and focused on Cong Ye.

Cong Ye lowered his eyes and stared at the table. His long and thick eyelashes obscured the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"So you want me to help you?"

Cong would not naively think that Zhang Qishan told the truth just because he regarded him as a friend.

These words all involve privacy. Zhang Qishan told Cong Ye without reservation that he wanted to drag Cong Ye onto his pirate ship.

Zhang Qishan raised the corners of his lips, put down the tea cup, and asked instead of answering: "Are you willing to help me? With your help, I can get twice the result with half the effort."

In order to convince Cong Ye, he continued: "Zuo Qianzhi is a traitor staying in Changsha City. I believe you are not comfortable either."

Cong Ye's mouth twitched. Indeed, as soon as he heard the word traitor, he felt extremely disgusted with Zuo Qianzhi.

Of course he would be willing to make Zuo Qianzhi disappear in Changsha City.

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