Chapter 448 Hidden Line

At that time, he was only a major, and this achievement made Cheng Zhiyuan's name appear in the eyes of military and political figures of various countries for the first time.

However, no one knew that during this operation, Cheng Zhiyuan, who was praised by people from all walks of life for representing justice and pride of the motherland, was only 20 years old, and had quietly planted his own secret lines in this gangster's nest.

Just like a nocturnal creature lurking in hell, just for some tiny and slim possibility, it enters a long, perhaps even endless, period of growth and waiting.

Fortunately, now the prey has finally revealed its tail.

This nocturnal creature finally found a use.

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Hank is an emerging wealthy man on the island in the past two years. He is an Asian uncle who started his business by selling garbage.

The smell of garbage on his body could not be washed away even if he soaked in the sea for a long time. Along with this smell of garbage, his dignity as a drunkard was also well-known.

Every day he would drink until he was drunk in the pirate bar, and then stagger back to the small villa he had earned with great difficulty.

However, today, Hank received a call on his way back from the bar.

The moment he answered the phone, this old drunkard who always lived in a daze seemed to suddenly wake up from the endless dream created by alcohol.

His cloudy brown eyes shone with a bright, sharp light.

However, in just a moment, the sharp look like a knife blade quickly disappeared from his eyes, and he returned to a decadent and sloppy look.

He slowly returned home, greeted the gardener in a daze, then staggered into the house and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Hank's droopy and slightly hunched back straightened inch by inch, gradually becoming harder, straighter and sharper than steel.

He turned around and strode up the stairs in two steps at a time, moving like an agile cheetah.

When he came to the bedroom, he opened the drawer, took out an old black mobile phone, and started making calls one by one.

In the distance, the sea surface is surging, and the sparkling blue extends to the horizon and is plated into a gorgeous color like molten gold.

In such a background, the uncle's voice was clear and indifferent, speaking pure Imperial Mandarin.

Even if there were someone staying here, I'm afraid they wouldn't understand a word.

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The calls were made one by one.

Maybe he's a bartender who loves to show off, maybe he's a gardener who's silent and stammering, maybe he's a sturdy and cold-faced bodyguard in an organization...

They answered the call and continued working as usual at their posts.

However, only those whose hearts were finally beginning to stir could understand how excited they were.

Even if these intense heartbeats cannot form an ocean, they can at least become a powerful, boiling river.

The river, which had been abandoned a year ago, finally welcomed its leader again.

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When she returned to the hotel, Shen Pianpian didn't see either Boss Cheng or Secretary Liu.

Before dinner, she knocked on Cheng Zhiyuan's door suspiciously, but got no response.

"Hasn't he come back yet?"

Shen Pianpian glanced at the dim light in the corridor and said with a curled lip,

"It's already dark, why are you still talking about work?"

The girl rolled her eyes and muttered,

"You're not going to talk about socializing in some beautiful woman's arms, are you?"

Assistant Yan, who had just left the house not far away, saw this scene and stopped, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, watching her idly. After the girl knocked on the door three times without giving up, he spoke lazily,

"By the time you'd have to knock on the door, the crew would have already eaten up all the food."

"Or were you planning on asking Mr. Cheng to compensate you for dinner?"

Shen Pianpian looked back at him, withdrew her hand, and ran downstairs quickly with a frown on her face.

Yan Yi then slowly followed him into the elevator, thinking maliciously in his heart.

Mr. Cheng, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold, you must insist on staying out all night.