Think slowly, you can afford it, I can't afford it, and Zhang Jiadong didn't hesitate, knowing that he was a good blackmailer.

"The Farmer's Bank...10,000 US dollars."

"Bank of Communications...5,000..."

"Swiss Bank...5,000 pounds, all of them are handed over, so take me to the hospital as soon as possible."

Chu Wenhao nodded and it was not important to be true or false. The record was well recorded, and he called Jiang Tao over to arrange to send the person to the hospital. It might be useful to take care of him temporarily.

"Take Lin Fengjiao down."

"yes!"

Lin Fengjiao's face was a little haggard. Obviously, after a night of panic, she was not calm, and she felt even more panicked when she saw Zhang Jiadong being taken away.

"Chu Wenhao, have you figured it out? My time is limited, but the two old guys can't hold on. If they die, Meili may resent you."

"Well, I've thought it through," Chu Wenhao nodded and said, "Explain your identity certificate and I'll send you away later."

"Oh, are you sure?" She really didn't believe that Chu Wenhao would let her go, there would be no conspiracy.

"Sure!"

Throw the paper and pen to her: "Write it yourself, take a photo and record it later, and you have to leave the necessary procedures." She didn't care about her going out on her own. Only he and Tang Meili knew that Lin Fengjiao's identity was not strong, and outsiders would not believe it. If the evidence was handed over, wait until it was said. If there was no trouble to take Liu Junkui in one fell swoop, he would not need to show it, so as not to cause trouble to Tang Jiahao. If there was a problem, he could only show evidence.

Lin Fengjiao proved that she was a Japanese spy, and Zhang Jiadong proved that she acted according to Liu Junkui's instructions, and no one could find fault with the three people.

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Jingya Club.

A dance party between gentlemen and ladies came with prominent figures from the National Party, and they raised their glasses from time to time to celebrate with gentle music.

Women have always been the protagonists of the dance party. Ji Manyun, wearing a water blue dress, is extremely gorgeous and always attracts the attention of the men in the venue while walking.

At a semi-formal dance party, there were whispers in groups of three or five. The topic occasionally revolved around Chu Wenhao. There was no Quail Sky in the mountain city but the Military Control Commission and the Central Government, and the news would be conveyed at any time.

Ji Manyun came to a corner with a wine glass and whispered to the man in front of him. He always glanced at everyone in the field with a charming smile on his lips.

"Director Chen, I heard that someone was unscrupulous in harming colleagues from the Party and the country. What do you think about this?"

The person questioned, Chen Zuyan, Director of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, looked handsome and gentlemanly, and was well-educated in a suit, so that he was not anxious or impatient. He smiled and said with a smile: "The Party and the State are not the Party and the State of a certain person. He is an immortal home created by thousands of people. Everyone in it has fought and worked hard for it. Trampling is a raging behavior that undermines the stability of the Party and contempt, which is a clear and killing order and the majesty of the Party and the country. Such behaviors are really unacceptable. I believe that the top summit will have a fair and just judgment and will not let the sluts get away with it."

Ji Manyun nodded frequently, raised her glass to show her cup, and continued to ask after toast: "Director Chen's words are high-minded, which is the party and the country's stability. I heard that this thief still left the court with a swagger, and he was afraid that it was because of his unscrupulous identity and the party and the country's majesty, and he was very capable. All the military commanders arrested him, which shows how arrogant his attitude is, and it is hard to see anyone beat him."

As he was talking, several people came from afar, among which Feng Daoyuan, deputy director of the Military Control Commission, came close to him with a glass of wine, and raised his glasses frequently like an old friend reunion.

Chen Zuyan smiled and said, "Director Feng is a rare appearance. After being promoted to the Military Control Commission, he is a collector. I will not summon you if I want to visit you. This is a pity. I am destined to have a good time today, so I should have a good chat."

"Haha...you're welcome, you're welcome." Feng Daoyuan replied with a smile: "Busy business, I have no time to take care of it. If I hadn't agreed to the dance party today, I wouldn't have participated."

Ji Manyun said: "Director Feng, I heard that Chu Wenhao is your student. What do you think of last night's actions?"

"Oh, I'm a misunderstanding!" Feng Daoyuan's face was stunned. "There are hundreds or thousands of students in each period of the Whampoa Military Academy. I have not taught three thousand or five thousand students. I am a role model for teachers in school. Professors and others do their own affairs after leaving the school. Whether it is good or bad, they rely on their own abilities. The teacher dares not be a lie. He has long expressed his attitude and will only be a colleague of the Party and the State in the future."

"I see."

Everyone nodded and raised their glasses. Ji Manyun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. If you always rely on it, you won't be unscrupulous. The colleagues of the Military Command are not polite when they arrest it. It can be seen that Director Feng's reputation is high and he can only use three-point power to run rampant."

"Hahaha..." We met laughed, and we were indeed eloquent, so we nodded in agreement.

Feng Daoyuan's attitude is very critical. Originally, everyone was worried about this relationship and Mo Yan looked at the development of the situation without saying a word. In addition to Feng Daoyuan's own identity, the most important thing was Liu Zhi's attitude, which was somewhat scruples. Now he expressed his attitude and did not care about it. Everyone had no need to be afraid of it, so he should clean up as soon as he should.

"I have heard of his arrogant and domineering reputation for being unscrupulous. I used to not care about Brother Feng's face. Since it had nothing to do with him, I would teach you a lesson so that I would not be ignorant of my superiority and inferiority. Yelang was arrogant and thought that the party and the country could not let him go!" The speaker was Sun Liangcheng, the director of the National Military Forces Office. He had long heard from his subordinates about Chu Wenhao's repeated provocations. He was always thinking about it. It was normal to slander him.

"That's right, relying on some achievements and being unscrupulous and shameless, is it his own to face hundreds of thousands of Japanese devils? I heard that he would not do serious business in Shanghai, spend every day, live a life of drunkenness and dream of death, and do not do his job properly. This time, he started killing before he was hot, and he was really arrogant. He should be severely punished, cut off his post, and take his title to judge the crime!" The person who started killing was Fu Dalei, Director of General Affairs of the National Military and Political Department of the National Party, wearing a pair of pants with Sun Liangcheng.

There were piles of people in three or five, and there were criticisms. There were many people from Britain, the United States, and even Japanese. The dance party invited me in the name of Takeo Imai, and hundreds of people on the court accounted for 60% of the opinions of the top leaders of the National Party, which was enough to change a lot. Being able to attend showed his attitude, although he did not say it clearly, he was undoubtedly revealed. He even showed his attitude on behalf of his department heads, and he did it for the top and the bottom to see it clearly. The reporters in the court would tell them for them that the right or wrong of the words depended on the situation.

At about twelve o'clock, Takeo Imai appeared at the venue with Fujiwara Takumi. The atmosphere reached the peak and raised his glasses to drink from time to time, which was a harmonious and beautiful feeling.

A convertible military vehicle was parked at the door of Jingya Club, followed by ten fully armed soldiers.

Chu Wenhao got off the car and glanced at the parking lot. There were hundreds of cars. It can be seen that all the people who could come came. The prosperous Jingya Club in the past did not wither because of Bai Feng's departure, and it was intensifying.

Chu Wenhao was wearing a military uniform in lieutenant colonel, his white hair was meticulously taken care of, and his cool leather boots could reflect when the sun shone.

He walked towards the guild hall, and there were security guards on duty in front of the door and four Japanese soldiers appointed by Takeo Imai.

"Please show the invitation!"

"No!"

"Sorry, I won't let you go to the party today without invitations." The security guard's attitude was very harmonious. He was not blind and could not see Chu Wenhao's military uniform and the soldiers behind him. The unkind attitude of the visitors was very clear. While blocking them, he quickly asked someone to report to Ji Manyun, because Jingya's master was her at this moment.

Chu Wenhao glanced coldly, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Start up! Don't delay the performance of official duties."

"This..." The little security guard looked at the Japanese on the side with unconscious eyes. What should he do?

"Baga!"

"It is not allowed to enter here at will, otherwise you will die!" One of the Japanese devils had a serious face and threatened Chu Wenhao, holding a gun and like a Japanese territory. They were on duty.

Chu Wenhao's eyes flashed with a fierce light, without any nonsense, he took it out and snatched it at the Japanese in the head and shot it!

Bang!

Ah~

The brain exploded and fell directly on the stone steps at the door. The three Japanese next to him reacted quickly and wanted to raise their guns to resist. He killed this bastard, but he actually dared to kill the imperial army.

"When will the Japanese in the mountain city stand guard? How dare you lift a gun?" Chu Wenhao filled his chest with anger. He was threatened by the Japanese in the occupied area. He had to endure the Japanese scolding when he returned home. He was so arrogant that he couldn't find his position!

Without any nonsense, three shots were fired.
Chapter completed!