Supreme pardon

Being half-forced to change into his coat, Bai Tan didn't speak again from the beginning to the end, but only glared viciously at the apologetic man beside him.

It wasn't until someone stepped forward to push him to go out that Bai Tan gritted his teeth and said: "What you told me earlier was all false? Are you lying to me?"

"No." Probably because he was afraid that other people would see that he was wrong, Xiao Sangyu half-supported him after going out, and still shook his other hand, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at Bai Tan's waist between his body.

Different from the threatening gesture in his hand, Xiao Sangyu's tone was very gentle, he said: "What I told you is true, Xinyuan is indeed in Chu Wugui's hands, I will save him, as long as I can successfully save him Come out, I will send someone to send you back to District [-] immediately, I will never hurt you."

"You have hurt me now." Bai Tan was annoyed, but still powerless.

A group of three people walked quickly through the corridor. There were many rooms isolated from door to door at both ends of the small space. The "waiter" still had a gun in his hand.

If you deliberately walk behind, you must also be paying attention to your surroundings.

In case he was forced to become angry from embarrassment, he would be the one who would suffer at that time.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Tan is much more honest, but those eyes are still unwilling to settle down, and they are rolling around.

It's a shame that he sent all the guards downstairs in order to better cover Xiao Sangyu, but the direction the two of them took him should be the corner of the third floor.

Turning around the wooden corridor, Bai Tan just wanted to slow down when the "waiter" behind him gave him a push.

About ten meters ahead, an upward-opening sliding window appeared in front of the three of them at the corner. When Bai Tan approached, he realized that there was a thick hemp rope hanging from the outside.

It seems that he is going to escape from here?

What should I do... I just thought that if I went downstairs, I would have to shout out when I saw those guards regardless of the danger, but now it's good, all hope is extinguished.

He was dejected and held by the two men close to the window.

Bai Tan's heart was full of despair, and he didn't notice that the third floor was a little strangely quiet.

Xiao Sangyu put all her energy on him, afraid that he would struggle regardless, so she really didn't pay attention for a while.

Until there was a loud "bang" followed by "crack" sounds one after another, and the splashed sawdust scattered all three of them. They flew away suddenly.

The man pretending to be a waiter was stunned. At the other end of the corridor, a man in a black robe just withdrew his hands. He made a gesture of grabbing someone from the air just now, and the gun he held tightly in his hand flew out. Can't catch it.

Xiao Sangyu's reaction was much slower than the man's. When he recovered from the sudden accident, Bai Tan, who had been half held by his side, was dragged away by another man who appeared beside him.

Bai Tan's reaction was a few beats slower than the two of them, his heart was full of despair and confusion, he didn't scream out until his body flew up into the air and fell into the arms of others.

The man who pulled him over was dressed in black cloth with a stern face. After dragging him into a small room beside him, the man took out two pistols from his waist and blocked the collapsed door like a mountain.

Bai Tan landed on his buttocks, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't clear his mind from the series of accidents at all. In his sight, a burning fireball suddenly hit the room opposite him, and burst into flames with a "boom".

Fists wrapped in flames, a majestic man like a god walked over in a few steps. He was the one who knocked away Xiao Sangyu's helper with one punch just now. He showed helplessness, but Yan Zhen no longer had the mood to feel sorry for Xiangxiang and Yuyu. He pulled the person in front of him with one hand, picked up the collar of the person and threw it to the person behind him, and said coldly: "Tie it up!"

Bai Tan was still dizzy, but he was able to stand up from the ground. He saw who was coming, and he called weakly: "Minister Yan."

It was Yan Zhen who led the team, and he didn't bring many people, just a dozen people, and he easily packed away the other people who Xiao Sangyu had arranged to meet near the teahouse.

Following the cry, Yan Zhen tilted his head, and asked in a calm tone, "Bai Suizhu, is there any injury?"

"No." Bai Tan didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he was very guilty.

But Yan Zhen didn't seem to have any intention to ask him why he was here, and what happened again. He looked him up and down and found that there was really no major problem with him, so he immediately turned around and told his subordinates: "Take them back together with those people just now, and put them in prison. Dungeon."

"Yes!" More than a dozen people are his elite subordinates, and some of them have purified their abilities.

Bai Tan was half dragged forward again, when passing by Yan Zhen, he opened his mouth to say something, but Yan Zhen didn't look at him.

The man stood there and seemed to be looking at the situation of the teahouse.

The person with the white sandalwood had no intention of leaving time for him to inquire and reminisce about the past, and a group of people quickly went downstairs and got into the car that Yan Zhen had arranged earlier in the morning.

……

Wen Renjue went to the conference hall early in the morning, and there was already a group of people waiting there.

They were all team executives who came down from the front line to rest for a while. He asked some specific situations in detail and earnestly, and then pondered for a long time alone with a calm face.

Seeing his deep thinking, the many men sitting in the hall who just came back from the front line dare not say a word. They don't have many opportunities to contact the king. These elite officials in the war department usually only need to be responsible to the minister, but This does not mean that they are not in awe of this king who is often elusive.

Because they know that although the ministers are all responsible for their own affairs and hold the power in their hands, it is actually this seemingly thin young man who is actually planning the grand strategy behind the scenes.

Among the upright men sitting below, many were in their 30s and [-]s, and some were even in their early forties. Compared to them, Wen Renjue looked very immature.

Of course, this only refers to his age and frame. When it comes to Xinsicheng Mansion, even if you tie a room of men together, it's not as good as him.

Just like Xiangyang, who has been in power for many years, has experienced many wars on the front line, charged into the enemy camp, and escaped many times, but after learning about the changes in the [-]th district, he secretly made contact with the [-]th district At that time, he was still in a panic. Although he was still calm on the surface, he had long lost his direction in his heart.

In a hurry, he called Wang in the rear.

As for Wen Ren Jue, compared to Xiang Yang, he is even more ignorant of the situation on the front line. He only understands every little detail of the stalemate through those reports and texts, and cannot experience it in person. But even so, facing his subordinates He was flustered and anxious, but he was calm as if affirming that victory belonged to them.

But is he really as calm as he showed in the phone call with Xiang Yang earlier?

If he was really that sure, he wouldn't have convened a meeting with the high-level executives who came back from the front line to take a rest early in the morning. guess the intention.

He told Wei Duan that he is a human being and not a god, and there are things that are unexpected and out of calculation.

After asking many questions, he sat quietly for another half an hour, and finally waved people to leave.

Wei Duan knew that he must have a calculation and a comprehensive plan in his heart, so he took the time to ask: "The fish has already bit the bait, why don't you go and have a look?"

He was quite looking forward to seeing Bai Tan's expression in that situation.

Wen Ren Jue didn't pay attention or cared about its question at all, got up and walked to the upper seat, spread out the map of the ten districts on the table, looked carefully, and reconsidered with a serious expression.

……

Wearing the special clothes of the king's district, Yan Zhen strode towards the small meeting hall. On the way back, he heard that the always lazy Wang had summoned a lot of people. superior.

Those men saw him from a long distance, and when they approached, they bowed their heads respectfully.

Yan Zhen nodded in return, rubbing shoulders and they entered the room.

In addition to the simple table and chairs in the room of more than 50 square meters, there is only a map of the southeast hanging on the top.

His lord, the co-lord of the three districts was standing under the map, staring at one of them deeply, without moving for a long time.

Before speaking, Yan Zhen coughed twice on purpose, seeing the master's upper body moving slightly, he bowed his knees and bowed his head and said: "Wang, Xiao Sangyu and his gang have been separated and taken into the dungeon. "

Wen Renjue didn't turn around, put his hands on his chest, and responded casually: "Yes."

Yan Zhen thought for a while, but still opened his mouth and said tentatively: "Bai Suizhu is also imprisoned."

Stretching out his right hand and rubbing his middle finger against a certain spot on the map, Wen Ren Jue seemed not to have heard the words of the person behind him.

Yan Zhen really couldn't understand his thoughts, he hesitated and said: "The dungeon is dark and damp, and there are many snakes, rats, insects and ants inside."

Wen Ren Jue gave another absent-minded "hmm".

Yan Zhen was in a dilemma, grabbed his neck and scratched it twice, and said bravely: "Bai Suizhu..." He had intended to ask if he wanted to change the place for him. Will be reluctant.

It's a pity that before he could finish speaking, Wen Ren Jue had already turned around, with no emotion in his eyes, looked at him indifferently, and asked very coldly: "Is there a problem?"

"Uh...no." The emotionless gaze interrupted all Yan Zhen wanted to say, he no longer wanted to make fun of himself, and simply lowered his head and remained silent.

After taking the pen from the table, Wen Ren Jue turned around again, tapped the tip of the pen on the map, drew a horizontal line along a certain avenue, and said casually: "Go down."

"Yes!" Wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Yan Zhen bowed and backed away, and left quickly after going out.

Seeing the person disappear outside the door, Wei Duan said directly in the air, "Are you punishing Bai Tan?"

The tip of the pen was still resting on the hanging map, but Wen Ren Jue had already stood and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and said indifferently: "It's sort of."