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The reason why Yang Bing was so surprised was because he was so familiar with the voice. And this happened a few days ago, in a hidden place, and heard Zheng Ke blurting out with his own ears. How could this be possible? Everything he had already been arranged properly? Didn’t he be careful and had a close conversation with Zheng Ke? How could he be eavesdropped on the spot and recorded it?

Forced myself to calm down and recall the details at that time. What I had done was to be leaked? Where was the mistake? I chose the place where I talked, and Zheng Ke's body was also closely searched by him...

His face turned darker at this time, and the sweat oozed from his forehead dripping down. His eyes were filled with uneasy fear, and even his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble slightly. His heart was like an ant on a hot pan, jumping up and down.

No, the development of things must not be that simple, I must have been secretly plotted against. This is not just a matter of being eavesdropped, but it seems like someone digging a trap in advance and waiting for me to jump down. Who would target me so cleverly at this time? Is it jealousy or revenge? Could it be that...that person is not dead?

Thinking of that possibility, suddenly, his eyes fell on Cai Muyun in the guest seat in panic. She saw that she was crying like a rainy person before, as if she was already disdainful to watch the show, sitting there dignifiedly, calm and sneered, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth. It seemed as if she had already expected what happened today, without a trace of surprise.

Yang Bing's heart that was thinking to himself was stuttering. Could it be that it really confirmed his guess?

Without waiting for him to react further, Yang Bing's smile came unexpectedly from the speaker: "Old Zheng, please be happy, how could I break the bridge over the river and get rid of you? We are already grasshoppers on the same boat, and we will have more opportunities to cooperate in the future. Don't have any concerns. This time I will definitely help you wash it out so that you can continue to be your business tycoon."

"I am not greedy for business tycoons." Zheng Ke's voice was obviously a little depressed and powerless: "I just ask you to keep your promise. I will provide you with accurate information. You just need to find a way to rescue my wife and children, re-arrange us a certain identity, live a peaceful life without worrying anymore, so that I will be satisfied."

"Okay, please feel free. I promised you the conditions and promised that you would complete everything you don't miss. However, if you dare to reveal our affairs, don't blame me for being cruel and not talking about brotherly ties." Yang Bing's sinister and fierce voice spread out again.

Although the whole conversation has not been very long. No matter how stupid the masses are, they can tell that it is clearly Yang Bing's voice. When the staff around Yang Bing saw something wrong, they tried hard to pull off the wires of the speakers and turn off the power. However, no matter how they operate, the sound surrounding their ears is still clear and loud. It is useless to do everything, as if someone has controlled all the audio equipment.

The words from behind were discussing how to wipe out the response personnel of that wave of terrorists in order to make contributions to him and send him to Qingyun.

The air solidified, and the atmosphere around was already surging. From silent to low voices coming from time to time, people all unanimously cast doubtful eyes at Yang Bing. The facts were in front of him, and Yang Bing seemed to fall from the clouds to the abyss.

"Slander, this is a naked slander." Even so, Yang Bing still looked unwilling, unable to hide his panic look, and roared at the microphone, intending to cleanse his innocence: "Dear journalists and friends, this kind of audio evidence is the easiest to forge. Don't believe this kind of rumor randomly. I am really innocent. I promise to look back and find out the truth. Now please..."

"I can prove that Colonel Yang Bing is lying." A clear and moving voice suddenly interrupted him: "I can confront Colonel Yang in front of the media all over the world."

Everyone looked back and saw the people coming, and they all took a breath. They saw a girl wearing a white long dress with blond hair and an angel-like beauty, walking towards Yang Bing.

Whether it is a reporter or a guest, they unconsciously made way out. Crack, the reporters who instinctively caught big news began to fully utilize their professional qualities and took photos of Yiliya and Yang Bing in front of them.

One is pretty and peaceful, as quiet as water, the other is frightened and as if he was a ghost. There is an extremely sharp contrast between the two. Although Yang Bing is still trying hard to argue, the keen reporters seem to have discovered the clues.

"You, you..." Yang Bing looked at Yiliya as if he was getting closer and closer, and his doubts were choked in his throat and could not be said. He was shocked in his eyes. In his mind, his plan was naturally perfect, but he never expected that there would be a fish that escaped the net. It was normal that the corpse was not salvaged. How big is the vast ocean? The waves were big and fierce, so he would definitely die.

A person who has been "dead" suddenly appears in front of him like this. And when he is most energetic and is about to reach the peak of his life.

"Miss Angel, what happened?" After the British reporter recognized Iriya at a glance, he was already very excited. He forced himself to her in front of her desperately, handed the microphone in his hand, and waited for her answer with anticipation.

Yiliya glanced at Yang Bing coldly and began to talk about what happened on the helicopter that day in her unique ethereal voice. Yang Bing, who was ashamed, opened his mouth several times, trying to refute a few words, but he didn't know where to start.

She was full of clarity and purity, like an angel coming to the world, as if she was born with a trait that made people trustless. What's more, what she said was the truth.

"Sister Mu Yun, this little girl's voice is really wonderful and pleasant, and it is floating. No wonder so many people are crazy about her." Seeing that the overall situation was almost settled, Qi Manjing was in a good mood and covered her mouth and smiled and said loudly: "I don't know what kind of situation she moaned on the bed. Will it be so touching, as if she was singing."

Cai Muyun was completely convinced. The first half of this woman's sentence was like human words. Why did the words turn around and suddenly get into that stage of affairs? Everyone is a widow, how could it be so different? She really glared at her angrily: "I am an internationally renowned star. Can you accumulate some moral character?"

"Sister Mu Yun, you don't know anything." Qi Manjing glanced at Yiliya with charming eyes: "Based on my woman's intuition, there must be something wrong with her and Wang Yong. Maybe one day, can you hear her moans?"

Cai Muyun's pretty face turned red and she glared viciously again. Is this woman still virtuous? If it weren't for considering that she was in public, she would have to pinch her twice. Her eyes went straight and said angrily: "It's okay for Wang Yong to save her, she should be grateful. Don't catch any beautiful women and put them on Wang Yong, okay?"

"Sister Muyun, don't believe it. My intuition is very keen." Qi Manjing wrinkled Yao's nose and snorted: "The God named Wang knows how much romantic debt he has caused outside?"

"That's true. Everyone around this person is good, but it's very sad to pass the female sex."

Just as the two girls were rustling and silly talking about Wang Yong, the faces of the people in the leadership table became gloomy and embarrassed. How could those who could get to that position be easy?

The situation was already very clear, and there were so many foreign journalists here, even if they wanted to make up for the loss, they knew it was too late. Especially the military leader, who was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up, said angrily and said absurdly, then turned around and left.

As soon as the leader set the tone, even if Yang Bing wanted to explain, he would not be able to explain it.

Luo Yun and others also looked at Yang Bing with expressionless expressions and left disappointed one after another. It was originally a happy and enlarged thing, but in the end it turned out to be so embarrassing in front of everyone?

Follow-up matters shall be handled by our own secretary and staff.

Yang Bing staggered and wanted to chase the leader, but was ruthlessly blocked by the guards. His cold attitude seemed to have sentenced him to death, and he took time to his last strength.

"Yang Bing, you are suspected of murder, spreading rumors, fabricating evidence and other charges. Please come with me." Chi Baobao, who had been waiting for a long time, took a few policemen to strode to him, showed his arrest warrant and said that he grabbed the handcuffs without hesitation and handcuffed him firmly.

The surroundings began to stir up again, and the reporters continued to shoot Yang Bing, who was arrested by the police. To be honest, today's news is really tortuous and moving, and it is really rewarding. If domestic media can report it, then these first-hand information will bring them extremely rich profits.

Almost at the same time, in a hidden residence, Zheng Ke suddenly became panicked after receiving a short message. He packed his luggage and was about to escape by snatching the door, but he heard an extremely cold voice coming from a corner of the house: "Do you think there is still a place for you to stay in the world? Where do you want to escape?"

Zheng Ke turned around and saw the ghost, no, to be precise, when he stood quietly on the window like a god of death, his scalp exploded with a blow, and his sweat suddenly made his clothes soaked. He didn't have the strength and courage to escape. He bent his knees and fell to the ground, and said tremblingly: "Sir, ruling, please, let me die more."

"You know the rules of the organization." Yilibeisha's cold voice seemed to be coming from hell, and it was so cold that it was not like a human voice.
Chapter completed!