Fang Yanwu: Shut up, this is not what I want to hear!

Tang Ran didn't know what Fang Yanwu was thinking, otherwise she would definitely not do it. Storytelling requires that atmosphere, and a plain and dull one is called a report!

"We were incredibly lucky. We found our way into their weapons storage depot. You didn't see what was inside. It's probably because there weren't enough of us there and the conditions didn't allow it. Otherwise, we would have had to bring some back..."

Fang Yanwu could imagine that scene. Even the bandits were not so rampant.

"Then we blew it up and sent a telegram. Don't worry, they can't trace it back to us. At most, they're just suspicious. After all, we've captured twenty of their soldiers. We were the first to provoke, so we're right."

Fang Yanwu was unable to describe his feelings at this moment; they were extremely complicated.

"By the way, Uncle Fang, can you keep an eye on Quan Jiang, the director of the Lin City Revolutionary Committee, for me? We sent out a wave of letters of denunciation before we came back, and I'm not sure how effective they were. Let me know if you have any news."

In fact, Tang Ran not only sent a wave of letters of accusation, but also raided all the slush funds in the whole Jiang. It must be said that this old fellow is really good at making money. It has only been a short time, but he has accumulated considerable wealth.

Fang Yanwu's head was pounding. There was really no need to treat him as an outsider. This damn girl was really bold in saying what she wanted to say.

"Tang Ran, you can't tell these things to anyone else except me, understand?"

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid!"

Fang Yanwu just felt tired and had no mood to continue taking Tang Ran around in circles, so he simply skipped one circle.

"Oh, why are you driving so fast today? Uncle Fang, you must have sped up your car."

Fang Yanwu: ...