Catastrophe

It was night time, and the streets near the management center were brightly lit.

Although the fortress has been turbulent in recent times and violent terrorist activities have occurred from time to time, ordinary people still have to live, especially the blockade of the fortress, which has formed an independent small society. Since they cannot leave the fortress to avoid disasters, then He could only choose to stay and put his safety on Mr. Pei. Fortunately, the series of actions of the revolutionary army did not have much to do with the civilians, and they did not panic the ordinary people.

In the middle of the night, on a street not far from the management center, Hu Lang, the head of Pei's Military Intelligence Department, pushed open the door of a private car and walked towards a hotel on the side of the road. Turning around and returning to the car, he said to the driver, "Drive, get out of this place."

Hearing the order, the driver drove on the road without any hesitation. It was not until he merged into the traffic flow that he asked curiously, "Team leader, isn't our mission to control around the management center?"

"The situation is not quite right, there are too many dark whistles on the side of the road." Hu Lang swept his vision and locked a few pedestrians on the street, then instructed the young man in the back seat: "Change the plan, cancel the fixed-point tracking method, and change it to Mobile post, from now on, all spy teams will move to monitor the management center in a mobile way."

"clear!"

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Headquarters of Dark Horse Company.

Qu Xiangran stood in an office on the top floor, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the lights of Wanjia outside, with a peaceful expression.

"Bang!"

As the door opened, Meng Fan walked into the office and saw Qu Xiangran's figure, standing silently on the side.

Qu Xiangran has almost no bad hobbies. The only thing he likes to do is to stand in a room with the lights turned off and watch the city outside in a daze when night falls, often for hours.

Looking out from here, you can have a panoramic view of the most prosperous area in the entire city. The high and low Qionglou Universe forms the unique urban outline of the metropolis. On the street downstairs, matchbox-sized cars flow endlessly.

This habit has been unstoppable for many years, and no one is allowed to disturb him in the process. No one ever knows what he intends to do, even the closest Meng Fan can't understand.

Today's Qu Xiangran didn't stand for too long like the old monk entered the meditation, and suddenly asked, "You are returning to the company at this time, do you have something to say?"

"Yes!" Meng Fan, who thought he would have to wait for a long time, was taken aback by Qu Xiangran's voice: "Kang Wannian has compromised, although he has not negotiated with Pei Mu, but I received news that the infantry division dispatched A special warfare company has been lurking around the management center through disguised reconnaissance. It seems that if something really happens to the management center, they may want to intervene."

"As expected." Qu Xiangran's response to Meng Fan's response was very calm: "From the moment Wu Weibang dared to publicly announce Wu Kangyu's death, Kang Wannian has already been arrested! I really underestimated this Wu Weibang before. , I thought he was just a second-generation ancestor who was strong in the outside world, but I didn't expect him to be so smart."

"Do you really think he's smart?" Meng Fan saw that Qu Xiangran gave Wu Weibang such a high evaluation, and put forward a different opinion: "Wu Weibang's move really messed up the situation, but he also pushed himself into a dead end. In this matter, his sharp edge is too obvious, no matter who can win the victory, Pei Mu or Pei Heng, for such uncontrollable people, he will not be kept in the future."

"This is what I admire about him the most." Qu Xiangran looked out the window: "Saying one's life for righteousness is easy to say, but when it comes to life and death, who can be so calm? The slogan of my father's revenge, and if he really dares to do it and has the ability to do it, he has already surpassed many people."

"That's true. It is estimated that neither Pei Mu nor Pei Heng would have thought that the change in this matter would actually appear on a small Wu Weibang." Meng Fan nodded slightly: "I think the happiest person should come here. It was Pei Mu, and Wu Weibang sacrificed his life for revenge. If he wanted to deal with the revolutionary army at all costs, the smartest thing about him was to make it public.

In this way, under the pressure of public opinion, there is no way to stop him. If Pei's family can't stop the revolutionary army under this situation, it would be too shameful to spread it out. Wu Weibang's hand is using the entire Pei's family. The face suppressed the personal grievances between Pei Heng and Pei Mu, so that the two sides could work together to help him eliminate the revolutionary army. "

"Those guys in the revolutionary army may not be able to capture it so easily. Tomorrow may be the biggest change in this fortress that has not been encountered in decades." Qu Xiangran picked up the cigarette case on the table next to him and lit a cigarette in the dark : "Is everything ready?"

Meng Fan nodded in response: "Don't worry, there will never be any mistakes!"

Qu Xiangran sighed at the glass: "Is there any movement over Cheng Wenhan's side?"

Meng Fan shook his head: "At the moment, everything is fine. Cheng Wenhan is a man with no ambition or vision. It can even be described as short-sighted. Our people have been staring at him."

Qu Xiangran said solemnly: "Look for an opportunity as soon as possible to reveal the news of Ning Zhe to him. Since we have to do it, we will do everything neatly. Cheng Wenhan is a person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is not sweet to make sugar. But making vinegar is sour, don't let him be a hindrance."

Meng Fan heard the words, and after being silent for a few seconds, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Have you really decided on this matter?"

"Of course." Qu Xiangran responded without any hesitation: "I am a wild-hearted person. I had a lot of dreams when I was young, but in the end, I just became a migrant worker. At that time, my heart was already dead, in the work of day and night, but good fortune made people, and let me come to today... Tomorrow's chaos is a rare opportunity, once you miss it, you can wait. When the next wind comes, I don't know that it will be delayed until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."

"You..." Meng Fan looked at the arrogant Qu Xiangran, and had no choice but to bury what he wanted to say in his heart.

"Don't be afraid of me losing." Qu Xiangran guessed what Meng Fan wanted to ask, turned around and smiled: "Tomorrow is a big day, and there must be many people who will help us."

Looking at Qu Xiangran's confident look, Meng Fan finally receded from worry and followed with a smile: "I have been with you all the way, I have bet with you many times, your luck is always good, I hope this time, You were right too!"

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