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Chapter 330 Don't you mind?
In a daze, Wang Lizhong seemed to hear the roar of the engine and the strong smell of gasoline. Why was he in the car? His eyes widened, but he could only see the darkness.

"No! No!"

After working in anti-espionage for many years, he immediately realized that he had been kidnapped. As for who would do it, he couldn't think of anyone other than the underground party, and immediately began to struggle desperately.

But the pig's hoof buttons on his hands and feet were getting tighter and tighter, his mouth was stuffed with cloth strips, his head was covered with a hood, and even his ears were stuffed with cotton. No one could escape this situation.

He couldn't even move or straighten his body. His hands tied behind his back and his ankles were tied together by a leather rope. His whole body was like a prawn tied behind his back.

The more Wang Lizhong struggled, the more desperate he became. The opponent was too cautious, leaving no chance for him to escape or call for help. Only professional intelligence personnel would do this, such as his old friend Lao Liu.

Soon he completely lost his sense of space and time, and mechanically followed the bumps of the vehicle up and down. After some time, the car suddenly stopped with a screech, and the surroundings fell into complete silence.

"Den, Deng, Deng."

Wang Lizhong heard someone knocking on the car, from far to near, and finally stopped behind him. He swallowed, thinking about how to beg for mercy and escape this disaster.

"Squeak~"

Zuo Zhong raised his hand to open the trunk lid of the car, looked at the motionless target with a sneer on his face, it was too late to pretend to be honest, and then checked whether the rope tower on his body was intact.

The result was very good, the pig couldn't break free, let alone Wang Lizhong, he immediately pulled the bastard's hair and grabbed him. He had to rush back before work, and the time was short.

Wang Lizhong was pulled out of the suitcase, and knelt down on his back in a strange posture, just in time for his knee to hit the stone hard, causing him to cry and let out a muffled groan.

Physical pain was nothing, what frightened him even more was the other party's attitude towards him, which was not like the attitude towards a person, but a piece of goods, a dead object without life.

Zuo Zhong didn't know what he was thinking, so he bent down and pulled off his hood and the cloth in his mouth, raised his feet and kicked the man over, then stood there with his arms folded, waiting for the guy to open his eyes.

"Comrade, spare your life! I have the gold bars that the Guo Party gave me. As long as you let me go, I will give you all these things. The Southwest side will be defeated. If you leave with the money, they will never find you."

Wang Lizhong didn't open his eyes, and kept talking, he thought he didn't see the other person's appearance, and if he bought it with money, there would be a chance of survival, after all, who doesn't love gold bars in this world.

Zuo Zhong was overjoyed. This bastard is still obsessed with his obsession. Why would he work so hard for money? Wang Lizhong must have never heard the saying that the law restricts the body and faith restricts the soul.

Shameless people always think that others are the same as them, but they don't know that there are more things worth pursuing in the world besides money, but since the other party thinks so, then you might as well cooperate.

He changed his mind and said with a smile: "Don't close your eyes anymore. I'm not an underground party. I'm Zuo Zhong, the intelligence chief of the Secret Service. I think you've heard my name and know my purpose."

The Chief of the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service?
Left heavy?

Wang Lizhong's begging for mercy stopped. Of course he knew who Zuo Zhong was. The other party was repeatedly mentioned in the meetings of the Political Security Bureau. The underground party knew about this person's many arrests of spies.

At the same time, all underground parties who entered Jinling to work were warned to avoid the Secret Service as much as possible. Zuo Zhong was good at finding and destroying intelligence networks, and he was a very difficult opponent.

But what did the other party want to do in the secret service headquarters? Wang Lizhong thought about it. First of all, Zuo Zhong should not be an underground party. The background and family background of the other party determined that this possibility was very small.

It is worth mentioning that Southwest once wanted to contact this person secretly, but was rejected because the conditions were not mature enough to determine the person's position. This also shows that Zuo Zhong is not a member of the underground party.

What's more, he heard that Zuo Zhong went to the execution of Xie Jiuwen and his wife, and there was no abnormality at the scene. From this point of view, Zuo Zhong's purpose of killing the people in the Secret Service Headquarters may be to attack Xu Enzeng.

Since he came to Jinling, he had heard about the dispute between one place and two places countless times, such as Dai Chunfeng, a cunning old man, and Zuo Shenzhong, a sinister and vicious person.

To be honest, after hearing these words, Wang Lizhong regretted a bit. If he knew that the Secret Service Headquarters was such a waste, he might as well cooperate with the Secret Service. Maybe Zhang Anren would have caught him long ago.

Zuo Chong saw that this guy didn't say a word, and immediately walked away and kicked him hard: "Who the hell are you? Why did Xu Enzeng hide you? Let's talk about it quickly, and you can save yourself from suffering."

Wang Lizhong thought for a while but still didn't dare to open his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "My surname is Wang, and I know some underground party members. Director Xu asked me to identify the underground party members in important institutions at the Quanye meeting place."

He kept his hand and didn't say everything. No one can guarantee whether the surname Zuo will reward his leader when he hears that he is an underground party. These spies have no good things and cannot be trusted.

Xu Enzeng said to ensure his safety, but what happened now, he was robbed from a heavily guarded security point, and he never saw a secret agent from the Secret Service Headquarters come to rescue him, a bunch of liars.

"Ha ha."

Zuo Zhong smiled: "It's not just as simple as getting to know some underground parties, but if you can make Xu Enzeng act so carefully, you are an underground party!" When he said the word "underground party", his tone was serious.

Hearing this, Wang Lizhong shivered in fright, knowing that he couldn't hide it from Zuo Zhong, who had a grudge with the Secret Service Headquarters, and didn't want to admit his identity, so he hummed and pretended to be stupid.

Zuo Zhong chuckled softly: "Okay, it doesn't matter to me whether you are an underground party or not, I just want to know how many underground parties you helped Xu Enzeng find, what are these people's surnames, and what organizations do they work for.

Don't try to deceive me. I killed all the people who protected you. If you don't have enough chips, you will also die, so your next answer should have enough value. "

Can't escape death.

Hearing these four words, Wang Lizhong breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have said so much. Since Zuo Zhong wanted information, it meant that he was safe for the time being.

So he turned himself to Zuo Zhong, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a smiling young man looking at him, this person was indeed a smiling tiger as people said.

Wang Lizhong felt his throat a little itchy and wanted to speak, but he couldn't answer Zuo Zhong's question, because after several months, he looked through thousands of files, but he couldn't find a single underground party.

If it weren't for Xie Jiuwen's credit, Xu Enzeng might have lost his patience. Now this smiling tiger is more difficult to deal with than Xu Enzeng. He must show his cards, otherwise the opponent will really kill.

He smiled bitterly: "Chief Zuo, Mr. Wang has been identifying here for a long time, but unfortunately, he has not seen a single underground party. He just helped Director Xu find a lurking officer a few months ago.

Don't worry, as long as you spare my life, I will help you find out all the underground parties in Jinling City. I have worked in the White Area Work Department for many years, so you should know where it is. "

"Oh, yes."

Zuo Chong glanced at him: "Of course I know the White Area Work Department, it's the trump card of the Southwest, but dark lines are the top priority of every intelligence agency, you can find out that officer by yourself?

Besides, I know the officer you're talking about, isn't it Xie Jiuwen? You don't have any evidence. How did the military allow the secret service headquarters to arrest him? You fucking didn't tell the whole story, right? "

"this.."

Wang Lizhong smiled awkwardly, and explained: "The officer was captured at the time, and I gave him ideological education. I took the information under the pretext of checking the files, and then turned to the light."

The matter was clarified, and no one cooperated with this bastard. He really knew Xie Jiuwen, and took away the confidential file as a nomination certificate. He did not find the underground party at the Quanye meeting place.

That being the case, it's time to get to the point.

Zuo Zhong squeezed the sheepskin gloves on his hand, walked to Wang Lizhong, stared at him for a while, then turned his head to look at the hills and woods in front of him, and said leisurely, "How is it?"

How is it, how about what?
Wang Lizhong stretched his neck and took a look, and found that it was an ordinary rural scenery, which looked a little cold under the early morning mist, but on the surface he smiled flatteringly: "The scenery is beautiful and quite elegant."

"Hahaha, elegant, tsk, elegant."

Zuo Zhong laughed suddenly, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Speaking of Xie Jiuwen, I want to ask you how they treated Xie Jiuwen after he was captured by the secret service headquarters?"

Wang Lizhong always felt that there was something different from what he thought, so he said with a dry smile, "This person is a die-hard member of the underground party, no matter how much he punishes him, he is devoted to the party and the state wholeheartedly."

"Allegiance to the party and country, that's a good point." Zuo Zhong continued to ask with a look of appreciation, "Even if his nose, ears, eyes were gouged out, and his eardrums were pierced, don't you feel a little heartache?"

"Don't feel bad!"

"No regrets?"

"Wang and the underground party are irreconcilable!"

Wang Lizhong answered decisively, wishing to put on an appearance of loyalty and courage, but the ropes on his hands and feet restricted his performance, making this pretentious posture ridiculous.

Zuo Zhong gave a thumbs up: "As expected, you are utterly loyal. Let us re-understand Zuo Zhong, an intelligence agent of the underground party, that is, the underground party you have betrayed, and you have never shared the same fate with."

Speaking of this, he looked around and said with some regret: "Unfortunately, I wanted to do what the secret service headquarters did to Lao Xie on Mr. Wang, but that would expose my identity.

So I decided to change the method, first smash your whole body bones, and then send you off with a big fire, and die in such a beautiful and elegant place, Mr. Wang, don't you mind? "

After speaking, he took out a small hammer from the sack in the suitcase, smacked the gleaming hammer head, and walked towards Wang Lizhong, humming the song Xie Jiuwen and Gu Lan sang when they died.

"The most hateful are those poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts that have devoured our flesh and blood."

"Once they are wiped out, the bright red sun will shine all over the world."

(End of this chapter)