Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Chen Yijun was suddenly panicked. Zheng Huaitai was so bold that he was openly competing with Lu Yang for the status of the Chen family.

But now my second uncle has no one he trusts, so he can only use him.

"Wenhan, don't do anything to him. I know your temper. Please give me some face, otherwise you will completely offend your second uncle."

Lu Yang frowned, his fingers turning white from pinching.

"Yijun, this Zheng Huaitai is a complete idiot, why does Second Uncle value him so much?"

"Wenhan, you don't know that Zheng Huaitai's eldest sister and second uncle were in love for a while and even got pregnant. She died in childbirth and the adults couldn't save the baby."

"Oh!" Lu Yang's brows relaxed. "Second Uncle is also a man of affection and righteousness. Okay, I'll give him face. Zheng Huaitai won't hold it against me this time. But if there's a next time, Yijun, then God will not tolerate him."

"Hey~ Wenhan, I regret asking you to come back. Why are you being targeted everywhere?"

"Yijun, in troubled times, you can't expect others to give you peace. You have to rely on yourself. Why am I still alive today?"

Chen Yijun nodded, "Wenhan, Qinglan has a child now, and Wenjuan, you're going to be a mother in the future. Please stop killing. I'm even thinking of becoming a monk to cleanse your sins!"

Lu Yang knew that Chen Yijun's biological mother was a nun in a temple. The mistress of the Chen family, who also came from a family of officials, just couldn't stand the fact that behind the prosperity of the Chen family, there were so many wronged souls accusing them.

So I prayed for the Chen family to become a monk.

"Yijun, I will be careful and won't let you follow the same path as your aunt. I'm sorry, Yijun, I promise not to kill Zheng Huaitai."

"Thank you, Wenhan! Just bear with it and get by."

"I see."

Lu Yang put down the phone, frowning.

Chen Yijun's words made him feel a little uneasy, but he remained calm on the surface.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the gloomy sky outside.

Raindrops began to fall sporadically, making slight patters as they hit the glass.

At the same time, Chen Yijun also put down the phone, her heart full of doubts and worries.

She hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed Minister Chen's number.

"Second uncle, was it your idea that Zheng Huaitai sent someone to follow Lu Yang?" Chen Yijun asked directly.

Minister Chen's low voice came from the other end of the phone: "Well, the innocent will be innocent, what's there to be afraid of?"

Chen Yijun said coquettishly: "In a few days, Lu Yang will come to propose marriage, please don't make it so awkward."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds, and then Minister Chen slowly spoke: "Yijun, there is a way, but I need your consent. Let Lu Yang kill a few workers."

"What?" Chen Yijun exclaimed.

"What's so strange about that?" Minister Chen said coldly. "He kills more people than pigs. What's wrong with killing a few workers? To prove his innocence, what's wrong with that?"

Chen Yijun fell silent. If she forced Lu Yang like this, they would never get married in this life. With Lu Yang's temper, the first thing he would do would be to kill Zheng Huaitai, and then he would most likely attack the Chen family.

In the evening, Chen Yijun returned home and told Lu Yang about this matter.

There is no way to escape. The worst that can happen is that we can resign together and leave the Chen family.

By then, she would no longer be the eldest daughter of the Chen family, but the number one woman in the Republic of China. She would have nothing else to ask for but to live with Lu Yang.

"Wenhan, you don't have to agree, but as a last resort, we can resign and return to Taohuawu together!"

After hearing this, a complicated expression flashed across Lu Yang's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

Resigning from office and retiring is a matter for the future, but I just can't watch 47 people die at the hands of the enemy.

"I understand," Lu Yang said, "I need to think about it carefully."

After saying that, he pretended to be angry and took Wanru back to his villa.

After returning to the villa, Lu Yang immediately closed the door and turned to Wanru: "We have to think of a way."

Wanru frowned and asked, "What method?"

Lu Yang lowered his voice and said, "We have to find a way to replace those 47 workers with a group of murderers and execute them en masse."

Wan Ru looked at Lu Yang in surprise: "One or two is fine, but now so many people are gone, how can we explain it?"

Lu Yang sighed: "We can only wait for the opportunity.

I need to get rid of Zheng Huaitai first, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable if he stares at me every day.

At this moment, Zheng Huaitai was reporting to Minister Chen: "Lu Yang is definitely suspected of collaborating with the Communist Party. We must take action."

Minister Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I have an idea. You go to the prison to supervise the secret execution of political prisoners. Let Lu Yang do the shooting himself. This time, the list will be for five people, plus five more to accompany them."

The next morning, Zheng Huaitai came to Lu Yang with a warrant and said with a smug look on his face: "Warden Lu, there is a new task for you."

Lu Yang took the warrant and quickly glanced through it, his face expressionless: "I understand. Execute it tonight."

As night fell, heavy rain came down.

Lu Yang and his men loaded the 10 prisoners into a car and drove to the cemetery outside the city.

The rain hit the car window, making a dull sound.

The car was filled with a damp and moldy smell, mixed with the sweat of the prisoners, which was nauseating.

Finally reaching the rotten graveyard, Lu Yang got out of the car, his clothes immediately soaked by the icy rain. It was pitch black all around, and only when lightning flashed in the distance could one see the crooked tombstones and bare, dead trees.

Lu Yang and his men lined up, and the five workers had been replaced by murderers. Zheng Huaitai also came, squinting his eyes, as if he was a little skeptical of the scene before him.

"Warden Lu, I want to call out your name in public and verify your identity!" Zheng Huaitai asked loudly, trying to cover the sound of rain.

Lu Yang sneered: "Why are you calling out names in the pouring rain? Just go back to the prison and check the roster."

After saying that, he picked up the gun and pointed it at the first prisoner.

"Bang bang..." Ten gunshots were heard in succession, alternating between hands.

The gunshots were particularly harsh in the rainy night, killing 10 people in one breath.

Zheng Huaitai was so frightened that he shouted: "Just kill five!"

Lu Yang handed the two guns to his men and said, "They are all murderers. Let's kill them all together. We can have someone to look after them on the way and save them from wasting food when we have to bring them back."

Zheng Huaitai wiped the sweat from his face, as rain mixed with cold sweat flowed down his cheeks. He finally experienced Lu Yang's ruthlessness.

Back in the car, Zheng Huaitai was still shaking slightly, but Lu Yang drove calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Director Zheng," Lu Yang suddenly said, "don't send anyone to follow me anymore. I have a bad temper, and if I lose control one day and treat your people as murderers, that would be terrible."

Zheng Huaitai swallowed his saliva and forced a smile: "Warden Lu, you're joking. We are all doing this for Yijun, to protect you."

Lu Yang gave him a cold look and said, "I hope so."

The car drove back to the city and the rain was still falling.

Lu Yang sent Zheng Huaitai to his doorstep and then drove home alone.

On the way, Lu Yang's mind kept replaying the scene just now. The expressions of those people as they fell, the blood mixed with rainwater flowing on the ground... His hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

When he got home, Wanru was waiting for him in the living room. Seeing Lu Yang soaked to the skin, she quickly brought him a towel.

"Boss, are you okay?" Wanru asked worriedly.

Lu Yang shook his head, took the towel and wiped his face: "It's okay, it's all solved."

Wanru breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Boss, go take a hot bath first. I'll prepare some hot soup for you."

Lu Yang nodded and walked into the bathroom. Hot water rushed over him, but he felt no warmth. The faces of the dead seemed to still flicker before his eyes.

After taking a shower, it was as if hot soup was already prepared.

Lu Yang took a few sips and felt a little warmer.

"Boss, what should we do next?" Wanru asked in a low voice.

Lu Yang pondered for a moment: "Let's observe Zheng Huaitai's reaction first. If he still doesn't give up, we have to think of other ways."

Wanru nodded: "I understand. Boss, you should go to bed early. I'll go clean up."

Lu Yang lay on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

"Wanru, have you been okay lately?"

Wanru, who was lying beside her, was also asleep, with her head resting on her black hair.

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

As smart as ice and snow, she hid in his arms with a red face.