Iron Bull Legend

"Minister Xu, I have a very good brother who lives in Yangcheng. When he came to see me before the New Year, we talked about the institutional reform in Yangcheng over a drink. There was one batch before the New Year and another batch after the New Year. Before the New Year, many comrades who were laid off were still thinking of making trouble, but they were taken away one by one and the disturbance disappeared soon. The institutional reform after the New Year did not waste any effort and was solved directly." Director Huang said with a smile.

"Well, I have also heard about this matter, but we currently don't have any substantial evidence. It will take some time to start collecting evidence now. Moreover, if we investigate now, it will alert the enemy and give them time to guard against us and erase the evidence." Xu Wu said with some concern.

"But if we want to do this, we must start from this aspect. Otherwise, we can only talk about purifying and rectifying our team, which means we can only catch a few cats and dogs, but it will not have any effect. That will be our biggest failure."

"Your idea coincides with mine. However, when doing this, you must arrange your own people, and they must be clean. Otherwise, if the news leaks out or any mistakes are made during the investigation, neither you nor I will be able to explain."

"Don't worry about that. I have already made arrangements. After all, since you left, I have encountered many obstacles in my work. So, I also secretly conducted some investigations, adjusted some special departments in the bureau, and secretly arranged some of my brothers. This matter was done very secretly. These people are also newcomers who have just joined the company."

"Okay, your arrangement is good. It seems that this time's purge really needs the injection of fresh blood. Otherwise, we are all old hands and it will be difficult for us to quickly enter the forefront of reform. In the end, we will accomplish nothing and become a stepping stone for others."

"It was because of this crisis that I made the arrangements in advance."

"Also, when we are investigating the work of our own department, we should also pay attention to the situation of other departments and provide some help to our brother units when necessary to strike down those parasites. Our party and country must not allow them to continue to corrupt like this. It is really a threat to the overall stability of the country. As a security department, we must play a supervisory role."

"Minister Xu, is this appropriate? If we really do that, will we become the target of public criticism? In the future, if we have any cases, those units will not cooperate? We are blocking our own way." Director Huang looked at Xu Wu with some embarrassment.

"You may not know, when I took office in the department, did you know the true situation of the person competing with me? Alas, you don't even know the slightest bit about his true identity?" Xu Wu suddenly changed the subject, using this incident to let Director Huang understand the seriousness of the matter.

"Old leader, aren't you making things difficult for me? How would I know about the leader's affairs? Besides, he is the direct leader of the department. Even if you give me the courage, I wouldn't dare to investigate." Director Huang said bitterly.

"He is a Japanese spy, an enemy buried in our team. Can you imagine this?"

'Ah... This is true. I said that there was no memorial service for him. He was buried so hastily. Even his family members disappeared afterwards. Many of us also mentioned this.'

"Well, so we must be prepared in all aspects. Not only our unit, but also other units, as long as they are under our surveillance, must be strictly reviewed, just like this time."

The two people fell into endless silence again, because this kind of idea would put them in dire straits. If they were not handled properly, they would be destroyed. The best outcome would be being torn into pieces by various forces. This would be the outcome of being radical.

However, they have no choice, because their special status and responsibilities require them to do so. They can only purify the world through their means, crack down on criminals, make the world bright and clear, and give people a quiet and peaceful living space. This is their duty, and even more so their honor and mission.

They also know the difficulty of this institutional reform, and they know how many bumps and difficulties they will encounter on the road to reform. Risks and resistance are thorns on their way forward, but they must continue on this path because this is their mission.

Their duties and sense of responsibility prevent them from retreating, let alone getting off halfway. Unless it means death, there is no reason to stop them from moving forward. It is the party's mission and the honor of a party member that makes them persevere.

Both of them felt the bitterness in their mouths, looked at each other, and smiled bitterly. They both picked up the teacups in front of them at the same time, looked at each other from a distance, and drank it all in one gulp. When they put down the teacups, they both smiled with relief.

In an instant, both of them made a decision. At the moment when the cup of tea was raised, both of them finally put down all their burdens and fears and showed the excellent side of a soldier. They must be courageous, firm, and decisive in killing.

"Old leader, do you think anyone will still remember us decades or hundreds of years later?" Director Huang spoke first, with an indomitable spirit of bravery and sacrifice.

"Haha, he's already fucking dead, is it necessary for you to still care about those things?" Xu Wu's eyes were firm, as if he had been tied up on the execution ground, and he was calm facing his relatives and friends who were watching him and seeing him off. His sunny smile made him seem much taller.

"Okay, then, I will stand with my old leader with my 100-plus pounds."

Director Huang opened the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and threw it to Xu Wu opposite him. He also took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He skillfully slid a match to light it. Smoke rose in front of him, and the two men fell silent again, because they both knew the risks and crises.

They all know clearly that risks bring opportunities, but the special nature of their work leaves them with no way out, because their stance is different from that of any criminals. They are the embodiment of justice and the messengers of justice. They have no way out and no reason to retreat.

Time keeps moving forward slowly, and every step is so urgent. The two people are constantly drifting away from each other in this sticky time, pushing them to the edge of the annual rings.

Whether they are willing or not, the rings of time will move away from their youth and carve marks on their bodies that are different from their youth. Those marks are so glaring and obvious, leaving them no way out.

The smoke was constantly spewing out, and both of them felt a sense of pressure in the smoke.

The night has spread over the world, and the lights of thousands of homes have adorned this ancient city with pearls and jade. People are sitting at home chatting with the same words that have remained unchanged for years, telling of everyone's pain and sadness, happiness and love. Every family has its own story.

In some lights, there are children playing and fighting, struggling not to fall asleep before going to bed. In some lights, there are people nagging and arguing about the trivialities of life, because the pressure that life brings to them makes them unwilling to give in and they want to fight and give it a try.

The lights in some homes were turned off because they were tired from the quarrel. They hugged each other's bodies, which had been quarreling before, and looked for a moment of peace. Who knows what tomorrow will be like?

The city was bright and dazzling one moment, and gradually fell into darkness and silence the next, as if the city at this moment was normal, far away from the hustle and bustle, far away from disputes, far away from the smoke and fire, and far away from the peace and tranquility that people yearn for.

The lights in Prince Gong's Mansion were also turned off one by one. This was done intentionally by Heizi, Harlem, He Li, Chou Laodao, Wu Chi, and Xiao Mudan. This was a hint to the dangerous attacker who was far away from them that they were going to take a rest, so come on, come quickly.

Even the cat family on the big tree beside the pond closed their eyes and slowly fell asleep, because this was their daily routine. When the time came, the drowsiness would overwhelm their bodies, forcing them to calm down and go back to sleep.

I don't know if the charcoal head in the small nest under the big tree was eating delicious food in his dream. His big mouth was constantly chewing, and his long scarlet tongue was sticking out and retracting. The saliva flowed out and was pulled back by the tongue, swallowed into his throat, and returned to where it should go, as if the piece of bone covered with meat was swallowed into his mouth again and chewed with a crunching sound.

Everyone in the room has focused all their attention on the courtyard and held their breath, as if they might accidentally awaken the creatures in the courtyard. They are all on guard before the big battle.

Because, on this night they will fight to the death with the invading Japanese masters. They will crush all the invading enemies, not only their bodies, but also their spirits, make them tremble, make them fear, and remember that China is the peak they cannot surpass.

Let these evil spirits and monsters always remember one thing: those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are. Let these jumping clowns always remember one thing: shotguns and artillery shells.

On a quiet night, the crickets hiding in the dark corners of the walls constantly used the antennae on their heads to test each other and express their emotions. After a while of friction, they finally found the familiar smell and frequency of each other.

"Cricket... Cricket..." The chirping sounds came one after another, and for a moment, the entire compound was performing the prelude to a grand drama in this harmonious music.

Because, not far away, there were dark shadows silently poking their heads out from the streets and alleys, and they were wearing black clothes. Only the white teeth revealed by their slightly open mouths made people feel that they were living or moving creatures.

The soap clothes made a slight sound in the cold night wind, and the white teeth moved from time to time in the darkness.