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Chapter 115 Sea Capture Documents(2/2)

Tang Lin, who was sitting next to him, rolled his eyes.

Odorless!

Tu Tianming's wife didn't dare to speak, just lowered her head to eat.

Zhang Jimin glared at this unscrupulous brother-in-law, and there was nothing he could do about him.

"Do you think it's still the same now. Wang Tianliang's teacher is now the director of the Police Department, managing all the police departments of the Party and the country. Even if I see him, I will be kind."

"Brother-in-law, have you taken a big step forward? Now he is the third place, and he dares not give you face."

"You know, I'm not in charge of police, and I have a low influence on him. At most, I'll beat the edges in other aspects. People with clear swords and guns may not give face, and they may even make things uncomfortable."

"Anyway, I just want to go to the women's prison, and I'm not interested in other places."

"You...help me...brother..."

"Okay!"

"I think of a solution. If you become a person, you have to remember that you don't have any contact with Japanese spies."

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I won't touch it anymore. Let's talk about that bastard Yan Wenchuan. Isn't it not in Nanjing? This time he can't escape the double pressure from the party, the country and the Japanese."

"I deserve it!"

"Self-righteous stuff!"

"Brother Tu said it very well. Xiang Yan Wenchuan doesn't understand anything at all. Death is also a blessing for the party and the country. Such a messenger should have been cleaned up long ago," Tang Lin echoed.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Living...really!"

It seemed as if everyone on the table drank two taels of Yan Wenchuan's miserable situation, and the atmosphere instantly increased to joy.

"Well, this time Yan Wenchuan, the ignorant boy, is doomed."

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong, even my people dare to move. I sprinkle a handful of salt on him during the meeting of the military headquarters to let him taste this taste."

"Brother-in-law, you have mastered your strength this time, deal with him hard, chopped off his head and handed it to the Japanese, and then threw his body on the ground to feed the dog."

"Yeah, don't worry..."

Just as Zhang Jimin was about to speak, he saw a black shadow flashing outside the door.

The door of his room was opened, and a man wearing a black and white mask was covered in a black robe, leaving only two deep eyes outside.

The sudden appearance scared the table and hid back.

Bang!

Peng Peng!

The sound of the heart beating rapidly can be clearly heard.

"you......"

"Who are you...!"

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Jimin asked with courage.

"Mayor Zhang is busy with his work, so he naturally won't know a small role like me."

The room was a little familiar with the voice of the speech, but I didn't remember it for a while.

The man slowly took off his mask and leaked a cheek that was cut by a heroic sword.

"Yan Wenchuan!"

Almost in unison.

"It seems that Mayor Zhang still remembers me, which touched me very much."

After Zhang Jimin saw that it was Yan Wenchuan, he was no longer afraid and turned back to the table and looked at the man in front of him.

"What are you doing here? You're catching you everywhere now. Get out of here if you know the truth. I just pretend I haven't seen you."

"How can you brother-in-law do this? Call the police and call him and arrest him and hand him over to the Japanese."

Tu Tianming said loudly with red eyes.

Zhang Jimin no longer knew how to say this idiot brother-in-law. He ignored what he said and looked at Yan Wenchuan vigilantly.

"I'm here so late, Mayor Zhang won't let me go empty-handed, right?"

"What do you want?"

"My request is very simple. I originally wanted one, but now I have one more."

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Jimin said anxiously.

"Head!"
Chapter completed!
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