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“Yeah.” Chi Yang nodded and explained the details about what had happened.
There were many people who saw the three murderous figures on the plane at that time, so Chi Yang did not try to hide anything about them.
After hearing this, Leng Jinpeng was silent for a long while. “Then tell me… Could the three very capable snipers and the people helping us here belong to the same organization?”
“It’s possible. However, no matter how I asked, Sanji was unwilling to disclose their identity.”
Leng Jinpeng waved his hand. “Don’t ask anymore then, friends will always meet again. If they have any intentions toward us, they’ll eventually come to us again. However, for this incident, we have to take note of General Sanji’s kindness; without him, all our people would’ve probably died in Mustapha. If things got worse, our superiors would’ve also blamed us.”
He had to remember Sanji’s kindness, but it was his fiance who was kinder to him.
Although he was not 100% sure yet, Chi Yang had already attributed his rescue to his Nuannuan.
Zhong Nuannuan had no idea about this sweet conviction at all.
What she did not even know was that Chi Yang, who was supposed to accompany the commander-in-chief all night and listen to the confessions of the major generals one by one, had already rejected the commander-in-chief’s request to work overtime and left the middle-aged widower behind, claiming that he had to go home to accompany his wife first, or she would miss him.
At this moment, Zhong Nuannuan did not know that Chi Yang, who said he would not return, would be back soon, and because she had not gotten to work for a long time, she felt a little excited after all the action and could not sleep. As she was thinking about whether to do something to kill off the boredom, she heard a rustling by the window.
Zhong Nuannuan widened her large, piercing eyes in the dark as she waited for these people to enter the door expectantly.
She felt so bored being alone now!
The person who entered through the window catwalked to the door before opening it gently. A second later, a group of people rushed inside.
Wow, there were a lot of people a total of seven of them!
After the people entered via the door, they closed it and locked it behind them. After that, one of them became responsible for being a lookout on the balcony while another stayed guard at the kitchen window. Two were to stand watch at the entrance of the second bedroom and observe the movements in the living room, while the remaining three walked towards the bedroom where Zhong Nuannuan was.
The door of the bedroom opened slightly, making a quiet squeak. The three people immediately rushed in at lightning speed, and the man with the gun quickly pulled the trigger while aiming at the bed.
However, after a few tries, the man realized that he could not pull the trigger.
When the other two watched him hold the gun for a long while without moving, they frowned and shot a look at him as if to say, “What are you doing?”
A moment later, the man took the gun back and pointed its black muzzle at himself.
To the amazement of his companions, he reached out and pulled a small silver needle out of the muzzle.
After removing the silver needle, the man pointed the muzzle at the bed again and pulled the trigger.
The trigger still did not budge.
The other two killers looked at the man in annoyance.
Seeing that the man was still playing around with his obsolete, broken pistol, they reached the end of their patience. Thus, they pulled out a set of sharp knives from their waists, walked to the bed, opened the quilt, and then tried to chop up the person underneath.
However, they soon discovered that there was no one on the bed.
There was nothing under the quilt!
The three realized that something was wrong, and just as they were about to be alert everyone, a long-haired head fell from the ceiling of the bedroom.