Boss Chen slowly opened those old eyes, and smiled disdainfully: "Baby, my old man is a smoke from your ancestral grave planted in your hands! But don't be proud, I won't let you get one from me if I die. Fart! Your false latent identity has long been exposed, so just wait for our comrades to assassinate you! You are a scourge that cannot be eliminated, and the law of heaven is not tolerated! Even if I die and turn into a ghost, I will seek revenge from you!"
His body is already very weak, and these words are only spoken with all their strength. After speaking, he drooped his head and gasped for breath. The eleventh youngster understood in his heart that Boss Chen was telling himself what he said. One was to show that he would not reveal the contact person’s secret when he died, so that he could rest assured; the other was to let him contact the above and quickly assassinate this Yan Jing. To avoid future troubles.
Yan Jing sneered at the corner of Yan Jing's mouth: "It's hard to die when you die! It depends on whether your mouth is hard, or our hands are hard-the big punishment is waiting! Remember, take a moment, don't kill, I have to ask questions!"
The agent squeezed the red tongs from the stove and shook them in front of Boss Chen's eyes. A few sparks fell on his face and "chichi" rang loudly. The Eleventh Young Master couldn't bear it, but he couldn't show the slightest abnormality on his face. Just as the tongs were pressing on Boss Chen's chest, Boss Chen suddenly screamed, sprayed a mouthful of blood on Yan Jing's face, and followed a scarlet thing on the iron table.
It was clearly half a tongue, still beating on the tabletop. Yan Jing didn't have time to wipe the blood on his face, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, send it to the hospital! Damn, this old guy is really ruthless, he bit his tongue and committed suicide!"
Captain Xu stepped forward and touched Boss Chen's snort, his face was gray, and he said, "******, dead! It's really hard!"
The Eleventh Young Master only felt his whole body tremble as if he was electrified, he pushed his glasses up and down the bridge of his nose, suppressing the grief in his heart. Yan Jing's eyes were cold, and he said, "The secret is buried. Don't let more people know about this." He turned his head and said to the Eleventh Young Master: "Dr. Sun, I'm sorry, let you come and watch the joke!"
The eleventh youngster said: "Director Yan, you are already a great achievement in catching Communists. I will help you ask the stationmaster for your work when I look back!"
Yan Jingpi smiled and didn't smile: "It's not necessary. When I get the big one, it won't be too late to go with the Eleventh Young Master!" After that, he walked away. He speaks like this, but he intends not to report this incident. Looking at his back, Master Xu's complexion was a bit bad.
I rarely saw Yan Jing on the eleventh day, and said to Captain Xu, who had an iron face, "Captain Xu, this person was caught by you. I will report to the stationmaster if I have the opportunity! He Yan Jing is a meritorious person and doesn’t care about this. We are the ones who want to feed the family!"
Captain Xu thanked him eagerly: "Dr. Sun, that's a lot of work!"
That night, the Eleventh Young Master kept guarding the radio. Seeing him with a heavy face, Yingzi knew something was going on, so she asked, "Eleven brother, what happened? Yingzi knows that he can't share your worries for you, but he can at least be the object of your complaints. You feel better in your heart."
The Eleventh Younger was upset, and after holding it back for a while, he caught Boss Chen who had been connected to him during the day, and said that he had committed suicide. After Yingzi listened, his eyes widened and said: "That goddamn Yan Jing! Eleven brother, if you contact the new underground site, let someone assassinate him. Congratulations to Boss Chen in the Spirit of Heaven!"
The Eleventh Young Master groaned: "Of course I would like to slash this person a thousand times, but I don't know when the underground contact point can be built!"
Seeing his sad expression, Yingzi put his hand on his hand and rubbed it lightly, which was regarded as comforting him.
By 9:30 in the evening, the Eleventh Young Master got the secret code information from the radio:
"Sword" Please note that the party department has already known what Boss Chen exposed. Recently, the wind has been tight, and the construction of the contact site has been postponed. You must be careful and wait for the opportunity!
After reading the eleventh young master, an unknown fire rose in his heart, and he said coldly: "Sit down and wait for the time, wait for the time! Which day is the end! Is it to wait until everyone is dead? Or, wait for me to die too? Up!"
The picture of Boss Chen's tragic death still flashed in his mind, and he really didn't want to bear it anymore and waited any longer.
Yingzi burned the paper on which the information was recorded, and said worriedly, "Brother Eleven, don't do this. The organization is afraid of sacrificing more comrades, so I dare not rush to build. We should understand the difficulties of the organization. I know what you have in mind. There is passion, but—"
The Eleventh Young Master sighed: "Yingzi, you are right. I was too impulsive." When did his temper become so irritable? Could it be that Boss Chen's death stimulated him? Like him and Boss Chen, from the moment they joined the Communist Party, they should be ready to die.
Yingzi still looked at him worriedly, he smiled at Yingzi reluctantly, and said, "Make me some supper, I'm hungry."
Yingzi nodded. The Eleventh Young Master wrinkled his hands and held his forehead, lost in thought.
In the next half month, Yan Jing cracked down two more underground Communist Party contact points, several important underground party members were killed, and one mutiny, confessing the location of another secret radio station. Because of Yan Jing's outstanding performance, Zhou Hao made a special trip to Chongqing to secretly fight for him to be promoted to colonel.