Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Hahaha …" Xiao Letian, can you kill me? Diplomats are born with legal immunity, if you kill me, it's equivalent to declaring war on France! "Hahaha, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to kill me …"

"Killing me is the same as waging war. If you don't dare, you'll never dare!" Molière's eyes were scarlet red. He had truly gone mad, his mouth had even started to drool, as he pulled out a crystal clear line.

Xiao Letian looked at him as if he was an idiot, and said with a sneer, "Oh? My apologies, my apologies! "Your Excellency Ambassador, may I ask if your status as a diplomat can protect you, can you protect these two subordinates of yours?"

"The French Emperor loves you, so he would protect you and would not hesitate to fight for you … "Hahaha!" Xiao Letian suddenly laughed so hard he couldn't even stand up straight. "Hahaha …" Sorry... Hahaha, French Emperor loves you! Hahaha, this French Emperor really loves you … For your sake, he didn't hesitate to start an all-out war with me? "

"Okay, okay, okay. I feel like you're right, but what about those two? If I push them to the center of the battlefield and shoot them, would the France declare war on me? "

"Now... Dear Knight Molière, how are you going to protect your subordinates? "

Molière was already hysterical, he had never heard such an obvious question. He laughed sinisterly as he said, "For our country, there must always be people who sacrifice themselves! Their sacrifice was worth it! Sacrifice for the sake of the France! Long live the France, long live the French Emperor! "

Xiao Letian's laughter stopped as he coldly spat out a few words. "Oh? If they can be sacrificed, then you can't. You are nobler than them? Is this the rule of the France's second empire? "

Bang! Everyone turned to look at Lei Meng who had a face full of grief and indignation, standing up and knocking over a chair. "Prime Minister, you don't need to say anymore? Where is Pierre? "I'm willing to tell him everything I know, all the information …"

Another intelligence officer with a cold heart also stood up, he let out a long sigh, "Ah … "Count me in too. I have no other choice. This is too disappointing!"

"Traitor! "You traitors of the two empires, God will punish you. You will go to hell …" Molière wanted to pounce and fight, but the two guards behind him cut his arm and pressed it down on the table.

Molière's face was pressed against the table, and he was still shouting, "Why don't you guys go and die? The Empire has raised you all for nothing! "You should all die, die …"

Xiao Letian waved his hands: "Bringing this madman down, it's such a waste of my time!"

"Prime Minister!" What should we do with this madman? Should I shoot him? " the guard asked.

"Lock him up on the main island of the Ryukyu first, and place him in the dungeon of the CIA! After the war ends, I, your father, will kill him in front of the Temple of War as a sacrifice for my heroic spirit! "

When Molière heard this, he screamed like a cat on its tail, "You dare to kill me! I dare you to kill me! Hehehe … You're just trying to scare me, trying to scare me, trying to get me to spit out the information! "You can't fool me, you don't dare …"

Xiao Letian did not speak, he only frowned and waved his hand, signalling the guards to drag him out like a dead dog. He was already tens of metres away from the tent, but everyone could still hear Molière's screams.

"Hahaha …" You don't dare... Xiao Letian, you don't dare to kill me... "You don't dare to kill me …"

After escorting that madman away, the atmosphere in the tent became much more relaxed. Xiao Letian walked in front of Lei Meng and patted his shoulder, and said in English, "There is a common saying in China, 'Lu Yao knows how strong I am, and how I am to the people of the France. You can see what I actually am to the people of the France.

"Go on, take them back to Naga and let them meet up with Pierre. I need to know all the intelligence arrangements for France in Asia!"

Lei Meng and the others did not disappoint Xiao Letian's effort. That night, when and Pierre met up with him, without any hesitation, all of France's intelligence networks in Asia were completely exposed.

The French telegraph codebook was hidden within the deepest spies in Nubis. Who were the French spies in Beijing, Shanghai, Hong Kong and so on?

These intelligence officer even exposed quite a few of their intelligence networks. This was truly an absolute harvest, this was Wang Huaiyuan's greatest victory since he was in charge of the intelligence network.

That Ba completely stopped smoking. Reserve militia, military academy students, New barracks had just trained a month's worth of recruits … They were all dispatched, under the leadership of the intelligence officer, to conduct a big search and capture of the entire city.

No one would have thought that both the English and French and the Moon Slaughter Devil Sovereign would have so many spies buried in the city.

Pierre held the list in his hand and stood at the highest point of the garden, looking down at the entire city. Behind him were Lei Meng and Yue Yang who had surrendered.

The entire city was lit up, with shadows moving everywhere. Sima Yun who was left behind to guard the place began to mobilize all his strength to kill the spies.

The joyous news came one after another. Those that hid the deepest were caught, killed while those that surrendered were tied up and brought to the dungeon. What awaited them was a hell-like torture.

"Hehe!" After this purge, English and French would need at least ten more years to build a mature spy network in the Chinese clan! We've added another ten years to the safe development of the Prime Minister! "

"Send an order down, tell the Jiangnan ISI and direct disciples to immediately withdraw their nets. These big fish cannot be let go, send a telegram immediately!"

Watching the soldier who had received the order leave, Pierre was relieved. "The net is already open, this is good for working with the Prime Minister. He brought out a team with a strong execution ability. As long as you give the order, it will be executed most effectively …"

"Now, we can have a drink and tell me if Paris is beautiful or not. What kind of clothes is it that the beauties of Champs-Elysées are wearing now? "

Lei Meng did not answer the question but hesitated and replied, "I'm sorry, I have a question, shouldn't Ryukyu cut off the submarine cable right now? Shouldn't communication be regulated? Can you send a telegram outside now? "

Pierre was taken aback. "Cut it off?" Control? Where did this come from? The tyrannical Prime Minister's Manor controlled the entire Chinese world, how could the communication be cut off? Not a single second can stop! "

Lei Meng was instantly struck dumb, "Oh no, Molière that bastard! It was a mistake on his part! "To mislead our country!"