Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 125 Burning with Rage

Ye Shaohong was in a bad mood.

It has been more than two months since I graduated from the Central Military Academy and joined the Special Service.

During this time, he encountered many dangers, but never before had he faced such peril as today.

Three Japanese assassins fired more than ten shots at him in a short span of time.

During their final evacuation, they also casually tossed aside a melon-shaped grenade with terrifying destructive power.

This is an attempt to kill him.

With nowhere to vent his anger, Ye Shaohong was about to squat down to check on the injuries of the two guards when someone finally heard the gunshots and ran out from the Special Service Training Ground across the street.

"Where was the shooting?"

"How dare you come here and cause trouble!"

As a roar rang out, more than twenty field agents, each armed with a rifle and pistol, ran toward him.

Ye Shaohong looked up and immediately frowned.

He saw his field agents among these people, but he didn't see Zheng Haopeng.

Ye Shaohong's face immediately darkened further.

"Team Leader Ye...?"

"You were attacked?"

Although Ye Shaohong looked disheveled, covered in dust and grime, with blood trickling down his shoulder, some people in the crowd still recognized him.

At the same time, they also saw the corpses lying on the ground and the destroyed general store behind Ye Shaohong. Immediately, everyone's nerves tightened.

Where is Zheng Haopeng?

"He should be at the training ground too. The gunfire and explosions have been going on for so long, where did he go?"

Ye Shaohong already harbored resentment towards Zheng Haopeng, and the recent ambush only fueled his anger. He grabbed the man and began questioning him loudly.

“Captain Zheng… Captain Zheng…”

"Stop dawdling like a woman! Tell me, what is Zheng Haopeng doing!"

Ye Shaohong was truly furious. The wound on his shoulder was burning with pain, and his own men were all so irresponsible. Were they rubbing salt into his wound?

"Reporting to the team leader, Captain Zheng is... gambling!"

The field operative who had just been involved in the operation was now kicking himself. He wanted to slap himself for being so talkative. Now he was in a terrible situation, pleasing neither side.

However, he dared not disobey Ye Shaohong's orders, so after a moment's hesitation, he gave the truthful answer.

"Gambling?"

"I sent him here to train you, and this is how he carries out orders?"

Ye Shaohong was also somewhat bewildered; he truly hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

He was ambushed and nearly lost his life outside, while his action captain was in the mood to gamble in the training ground.

How audacious!

"Take me there!"

As he spoke, Ye Shaohong began to walk towards the training ground.

But he stopped abruptly as soon as he took a step, turned around and glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground. The anger on his face eventually subsided a bit.

“A few people went over and carried them up.”

"Yes Yes!"

The field operative who had spoken nodded, quickly selected a few of his companions, carried the two corpses on the ground, and walked back to Ye Shaohong, leading the way for him.

As Ye Shaohong walked, he gritted his teeth inwardly. Before long, large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead and temples.

It hurts.

Even so, he didn't rush to get treatment. Instead, he asked the field operative what Zheng Haopeng had been doing at the training ground in the past few days.

Upon hearing that Zheng Haopeng had been neglecting his duties and spending his days drinking, eating, gambling, and whoring, Ye Shaohong's eyes reddened. "Good, good indeed!"

"He is truly one of my best soldiers."

"Just because he has powerful connections and money, does that mean he can ignore my orders? I'll see who gave him the guts today!"

Guided by the field operative, Ye Shaohong quickly entered the training ground and proceeded to the dormitory area.

Before the person even got there, a noisy shouting could be heard from afar.

"Big, big, big!"

"Small, small, small!"

"Haha, I won! A clean sweep!"

"Damn it, I lost again. Hey kid, bring me some more money."

As soon as the noise subsided after the round ended, another voice rang out. "Captain, there was shooting outside just now, should we go check it out?"

"What are you looking at? Are you bored? What does it have to do with us? Even if someone is causing trouble, would they dare to cause trouble on the Statistics Bureau's turf?"

"Quickly... roll the dice again!"

Ye Shaohong didn't recognize or recognize the people who had been shouting earlier, but he definitely recognized the one who was cursing loudly at the end.

It was Zheng Haopeng, the action leader of his third team.

Just as the field operative said, this guy hasn't done anything productive since he took office.

Hearing the shouts coming from inside the room again, Ye Shaohong stood outside the door, trembling with anger. His already pale and bloodless face turned bluish-black.

He kicked the door open.

Everyone inside and outside the house was stunned. No one expected Ye Shaohong to do something like that at that moment.

"Damn it, who is it?!"

"Can't you see I'm having a great time? How dare you ruin my fun!"

Zheng Haopeng was positioned with his back to the door, so he didn't see the face of the person who kicked the door down immediately. Instead, he slammed his fist on the table and started cursing loudly.

"I!"

"Ye Shaohong!"

"The head of the first group of the Military Affairs Section of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics!"

Ye Shaohong had used considerable force in that kick, which aggravated the wound on his shoulder, but he couldn't care less about that now; all he wanted to do was vent his anger.

All I want to do is find Zheng Haopeng and seize the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"Team Leader Ye?" "Oh dear, look at this matter..."

"Wait, Team Leader Ye, what happened to you? Someone come quick, take Team Leader Ye to get bandaged and treated."

Zheng Haopeng, being a seasoned veteran, quickly recovered from his brief moment of panic and found a reason to escape.

"No need, it's just a minor injury. It didn't damage any bones or major arteries, you won't die!"

Ye Shaohong was also a regular graduate of the Central Military Academy. His four years of arduous study were no joke. He had already checked his injuries the moment he was shot.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have endured the pain to cause trouble for Zheng Haopeng.

Naturally, they wouldn't fall for Zheng Haopeng's tactic of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

"Zheng Haopeng, you've really gone too far! The Special Service Bureau has been established for five years, and you're the first person to dare to organize gambling within its premises!" "Tell me, what is your crime?"