The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 148 The Foreign Prisoner 28
"Wow--" The cold water was poured down from the head, and the ice water mixed with bright red blood flowed down the chair legs, and there was already a pool of blood on the ground.

"Why, why don't you recruit?" There was a sneer from above his head, the man who was tied to the chair lowered his head, and blood dripped down his chin.

"Wu Sheng, why bother? As long as you recruit, I will give you a happy time—" the man lowered his head and said seductively.

"Why bother with him, didn't the old general tell you? Just kill him—" Suo Bo broke in directly, wanting to die, and finally ruined his good deed.

"Ugh--"

"Young Master, you don't know something. Even if this kid doesn't confess to being an undercover agent, he must have hidden a lot of treasures for so many years..."

Suobo was taken aback, and then sneered, why not, that time, Wu Sheng was not the first to rush in, and it wasn't for those benefits that he would be so desperate?

"Why bother with him, didn't the old general tell you? Just kill him—" Suo Bo broke in directly, wanting to die, and finally ruined his good deed.

"Did you find that woman?" Suobo turned his head, the only person who had something to do with Wu Sheng was that girl. He had never seen Wu Sheng defending a person like this before. At that time, Wu Sheng wanted to It is not impossible for a person to escape, but he did not escape, dragging them for a long time with his life.

Sobo's eyes fell on the dying man in front of him, the dark red bullet holes on his shoulders seemed to be talking about the scene that happened earlier.

Suobo looked forward gloomyly, stretched out his fingers and pressed the bullet holes fiercely, and Wu Sheng, who was tied to the chair, tensed up and trembled all over.

"I knew it, you're not dead—" Sobo said viciously, even wiggling his fingers to dig in the bullet hole.

The man insisted on humming without making a sound, and blood dripped from his tightly clenched lips.

"The old general is here—"

"The old general is here—" At this moment, a row of soldiers came.

A fierce light flashed across Suobo's eyes, followed by those who glanced at him, and these people immediately retreated to the sides calmly.

"Old General—"

"Old General—"

It was Soe Win who came, and Soe Win glanced at Wu Sheng who was sitting on the chair, after all, he had watched him grow up, and was once more in his favor than his own son.

"Wu Sheng——" Soe Win took two steps forward, motioned his subordinates to bring a chair, sat on the chair, and looked at Wu Sheng whose head was so red and swollen from the beating that he was almost unrecognizable.

"You silly boy, if there is anything, just tell me, I still believe you—" Soe Win's gentle voice was persuasive.

For a long time, the man in front of him didn't raise his head, and the men behind him wanted to step forward, but Sue Win stopped him.

"Go, fetch a basin of water, apply medicine to the wound—"

"Old General—"

"Father—" Sobo wanted to speak, but was stopped by Soe Win's stern eyes, and he didn't dare to speak again, and then saw the doctor walking in.

The infusion was quickly hung up, and Wu Sheng only felt that he was pulled back from the death line. After a moment of sobriety, he realized where he was.

Wu Sheng smiled wryly to himself, he never thought that in the end, it would be because of an irrelevant person that he would be in such a miserable situation.

Wu Sheng raised his head slowly.

"Boss—" the voice was almost in his throat, but after spending so many years with Soe Win, Soe Win still knew from the other party's mouth that Wu Sheng was calling him.

"Wu Sheng, they say you are an undercover agent sent by Interpol, I don't believe it, as long as you give me a reasonable explanation, I'm still willing to believe you—"

Soe Win placed the photo in front of Wu Sheng.

On the photo, Wu Sheng met with a man.

Wu Sheng had no expression on his face. The only ones who could take this photo were people inside the criminal police. This is how the world is, good people become bad people, and bad people deliberately pretend to be good people.

"I have nothing to explain, I'm not me—" Wu Sheng said coldly, his eyes turned slightly, and looked in the direction of Suobo, "It's not easy to find such a person with a similar figure, how long will it take?"

"You—" Suobo was about to jump forward immediately, what was he doing with Wu Sheng's life, he knew it would be a shot.

Soe Win's gaze sharpened, Sobo dared not go forward.

Soe Win was naturally skeptical, but now that Luo Wei is dead, he lost two capable men at once, which is really a great loss of strength.

It's not that he doesn't doubt Wu Sheng, likewise, he also doubts Luo Wei.

Wu Sheng is noble, and his relationship with Sobo and Luo Wei is not good. For their benefit, it is not impossible to frame Wu Sheng, but now that Luo Wei is dead, it is meaningless to say these things.

Moreover, Wu Sheng's hands were stained with so much blood, could it be washed white if he said it was whitewashed?

So Win sneered.

"Wu Sheng, don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth behind it, and give you justice..." Soe Win's next words made everyone stunned.

Sobo's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe what he heard earlier.

How could it be possible, obviously, obviously his father wanted to kill Wu Sheng.

"Father, you let it go. Wu Sheng killed those influential people, never killed innocent people, in order to save that irrelevant woman, he didn't even want his life—"

Sobo naturally knew what Soe Win was most afraid of, especially at this moment, he wanted Wu's life and death very much.

So Win's complexion turned gloomy, how could he not know this.

It is a big taboo not to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Soe Win glanced at Wu Sheng who did not argue.

"Kill it—" I would rather kill the wrong one than keep it—

Suobo breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of complacency flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand.What are you still doing, waiting for the old general to repent?

Just as the people under him took a step forward, there was a loud noise like thunder, the ground shook, and the house shook violently.

"Old general, someone is attacking, someone is attacking—"

Soe Win's complexion changed, he pushed away the subordinates in front of him, and walked out.

"who--"

"It's Danto's person—"

"What are you still doing, let's deal with him first—" Suobo roared, his face livid.

Dantuo's people, that Dantuo's strength dares to challenge them, is he impatient?
"Bang bang bang—" There was the sound of howling bullets in the ear, and the rest of the people rushed out, already caught in the battle.

Suobo gritted his teeth and aimed his gun directly at Wu Sheng.

"It's cheap for you, boy, I originally wanted to torture you slowly..."

"Bang -" before Suobo finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and then he lowered his head, and there was a blood hole the size of a finger on his left arm, and then turned his head.

He saw a slender figure walking towards him step by step, with long hair tied behind his head, his face was unpainted, but surprisingly fresh.

Sobo was stunned for a moment, and every time he saw this girl, he felt different.

"You, you actually—"

Wu Sheng raised his head slightly, and then saw Chu Mo's figure walking step by step.

(End of this chapter)