Four trucks stopped.
The soldiers on the front and rear trucks jumped out with guns in hand and surrounded the two trucks in the middle.
Zhang Liang and others forced Jia Ruhai and others out of the car and dragged them to the foot of the mountain not far from the truck.
The two groups of Sky Eagle Guards each escorted a prisoner. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they stood in unison with their guns pointed at the back of the prisoners' heads.
Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan walked over in the snow and glanced at the pale-faced people who were about to be shot.
Suddenly, Jia Ruhai knelt heavily on the ground and said, "Marshal Lin, please don't kill me. I know many secrets of my father-in-law. I know that the underground of the Sun family has been completely dug out. There must be many shameful things hidden inside. I have other information to report. Can this atone for my crime?"
As long as you are not dead, there is hope.
Even a life sentence would be good.
After he goes to prison, he can gradually make meritorious contributions and his sentence will be reduced. He will definitely have a chance to get out again.
Will definitely come again.
As long as you live...
The others were shocked when they heard Jia Ruhai's words, thinking that Lin Qingqing's attitude would change.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qingqing waved her hand.
"There is one minute left in the execution."
The two groups immediately understood Lin Qingqing's attitude and immediately pushed Jia Ruhai, Wang Xiashan, Zhai Wei and a dozen other people forward.
“Go!”
Jia Ruhai thought Lin Qingqing didn't believe him.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Marshal Lin, every word I said is true. I also know that Sun Zhengpin has used drugs to manipulate many officials into working for him over the years. I know where this list is hidden, and I can find it for you. He also has a close relationship with Liao Yuanliang, the director of the No. 1 Military Factory. I saw them interacting privately. There must be a conspiracy here. Marshal Lin, you must trust me, you will not suffer any loss!"
Song Yiyuan saw Jia Ruhai talking more and more.
He shouted, "Hurry up! Is this how fast you usually complete tasks?"
As soon as this sentence was shouted, Zhang Liang and others sped up their actions.
Dong Hui followed closely behind, and if any prisoner did not cooperate, he would kick him from behind, sending him several steps forward.
In less than a few seconds, the ten prisoners were dragged to the foot of the mountain.
Jia Ruhai still shouted unwillingly.
Wang Xiashan naturally didn't want Jia Ruhai to survive alone. He shouted, "Jia Ruhai, if you really knew so many secrets, you would have told them long ago. Why wait until now? Do you think you can survive by deceiving Marshal Lin?"
"You are so naive!"
Jia Ruhai gritted his teeth and retorted, "Fuck you, I swear on my life that every word I said is true."
“Stand still!”
Zhang Liang let go of Jia Ruhai and turned him over to face him.
Jia Ruhai stared at Lin Qingqing with wide eyes.
Lin Qingqing was wrapped in a military coat, and her face was covered tightly with a mask, so no expression could be seen.
But from her indifferent eyes, it could be seen that she had no interest in Jia Ruhai's words.
He didn't even move his feet.
"Click, click, click..."
There was a sound of a gun bolt being loaded.
Jia Ruhai and the other ten were so frightened that cold sweats broke out on their backs.
Thirty soldiers spread out in a semi-encirclement position, pointing their guns at Jia Ruhai and his ten men.
Zhang Liang and others gradually retreated with guns in hand.
"Puff~"
Jia Ruhai knelt heavily on the snow.
With his face covered in snot and tears, he pleaded earnestly, "Marshal Lin, please give me a chance to live. What I said is true."
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Lin Qingqing's lips.
Yesterday, this person threatened me with my child and said he wanted to enter the central government and take control of China's economy.
Today, he knelt down and begged for mercy, without caring about his face or dignity.
Life is really like a drama.
Song Yiyuan glanced at his watch. It was exactly eleven o'clock.
Not a second more or less.
"Get started!"
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