Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 399: Lao Zhao, go and tell the division commander and brigade commanders about this!
"If you can't, there's nothing you can do."

Wu Gensheng looked at Liang Ting's departing back and didn't say what was in his heart.

Although He Songling is a man with a dirty heart, despicable means, and a suspected mental disorder, he was taught by Zuo Rutong after all, so perhaps this has nothing to do with it.

Wu Gensheng was sure that this person was very similar to himself - although he might not do all the "good things" in the universal values, he had a bottom line. This bottom line seemed to be innate, and it was not something Zuo Ruotong could teach him. If Zuo Ruotong had really taught him, he would not have done such bizarre things.

It just so happened that people like Liang Ting were something he could never tolerate.

He Songling's words just now, since he had already stipulated the way for him to die, it meant that Liang Ting had to die. If Liang Ting didn't die on the way to kill the devils as he said, he would die in his hands.

From the moment He Songling saw Liang Ting, he was already a dead man.

"This unlucky guy." Wu Gensheng shook his head helplessly, "But it's okay. If you can really find the thing you've been looking for and get out of the place that trapped you, I'm sure you, Brother Liang, won't mind dying."

He Songling did not bring any hot weapons to Quan Xing and his gang.

Although under his influence, most of the righteous sects of Lao Zhong Yiren have some connection with his Nisheng Group, and many sects have some understanding of firearms such as guns and cannons. If they have a particularly close relationship with the Lu family, and even he has personally taught them, they are even better at using guns and cannons.

But Quan Xing's gang, which nominally had an organization but were cult members who worked alone most of the time, were not so lucky and had never seen any guns or cannons.

Among their gang, only Wu Gensheng had seized a Mauser pistol that had been used for unknown number of times from the Shanxi Suiyuan Army during an earlier investigation, and that was all.

He Songling only had the latest American weapons in his hands. He didn't even look at the old, junky ones. Suddenly, he was in trouble for giving them to this group of strange bumpkins who seemed to have traveled through time from the early Qing Dynasty.

Anyway, they were a group of people who had done all kinds of evil things, so He Songling didn't care whether they died or not. Although not everyone in this group of people deserved death, if their crimes were averaged out, everyone deserved to die more than once. Being able to die on the way to kill the devils was the best way for people like them to atone for their sins.

"Where did the He guy go?"

Since He Songling appeared in their Quan Xing gang, he has not been seen since then. It has been four or five days now. Liang Ting was upset and smashed the rocks next to him with a slap, and asked angrily.

When he got angry, most of the Quanxing staff nearby showed fear and retreated to a farther place. Liang Ting ignored these people and just stared at Wu Gensheng fiercely.

"Why are you in such a hurry? This time he is the one who is acting with us. Although He Songling is very strong in his actions, it cannot change this. There is still one day left before the deadline I agreed to call you up. I am not in a hurry, so why are you in such a hurry?"

Wu Gensheng sat on the rocks, holding his chin with his hands, and looked into the distance: "Let's think about how we can survive this time. If we can survive, won't it be easy to find He Songling? His Nisheng Group is such a big business, are you afraid that you can't find him? If it doesn't work, go to the entrance of Sanyi Gate and block the door."

"Do I dare to go?"

Although Liang Ting was tyrannical, he was not stupid. He dared to abuse Gao Yingcai from the Tang Sect at will, but he always kept a distance from the Sanyi Sect.

There was no other reason. For the leader of the Tang Sect to take action, someone had to place an order, and the price of the Tang Sect was not cheap. Most of the people concerned had been ruined by him, and who would spend a fortune to place an order with the Tang Sect to kill him for such a person?

But Trinity Gate doesn’t work.

Zuo Ruotong really knows how to go down the mountain to exorcise demons. He even dealt with Wang Yaozu, the road robber, three times. Liang Ting didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he met Zuo Ruotong.

"Then you just wait patiently. With He Songling's status and strength, he should not bother to go back on his word with us. There is only one day left."

Wu Gensheng was still looking into the distance. The national hatred and family troubles made this strange man who had never been interested in worldly affairs a little absent-minded.

Otherwise, I'll just die here?
There was a bright and clear sky-blue light in Wu Gensheng's eyes.

"What a mess! No, I don't agree!"

At the same time, in a village further west of Mianshan, in a civilian house, a soldier wearing the standard gray uniform of the Eighth Route Army angrily slammed the table and shouted.

Although this man has the iron-blooded fortitude of a soldier, he still has a scholarly air. The man standing opposite him has a rogue and tough temperament.

"Fuck you, Lao Zhao, I'm telling you, you have to agree to this matter today whether you agree or not. I'm the head of the regiment! I command the troops, I'm the chief military officer, and you have to shut up!"

The man opposite shouted even louder than Old Zhao who spoke first, and he slapped the low table on the head of the kang to the ground.

"Hey! Lao Li, you!"

Old Zhao was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Just wait, I will report to the division commander and brigade commander right away. I don't think you can move even one soldier from the independent regiment!"

"Bullshit!" Old Li glared at me, his eyes looking like two cow eggs. "Don't even think about telling the division commander or the brigade commander. Even if you report it to the headquarters, to the general manager or the great man, they won't stop me when they hear it's this guy!"

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."

Just as the two were arguing, there was a series of knocks on the door.

"Are you done arguing, both leaders?"

He Songling stood outside the door and said with a smile: "If you don't come out soon, the kitchen staff will divide up the two fat pigs I brought, and you two won't get a single piece."

"Bullshit, I'm the head of the group, who dares not to stay for me?" Lao Li pushed the door open and saw He Songling, and put on a smiling face again: "Hehehe, Mr. He, I'm not talking about you, I'm just a rough guy, I'm not polite, please don't bother with me."

"It doesn't matter whether I see it or not. What matters is that the pigs seem to be almost divided."

He Songling still looked at the man in front of him with a smile, and suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, as if he had discovered something, and said in surprise: "Hey, there is a whole box of Fenjiu here. I see Captain Zhang and Monk Wei took two bottles each."

"Damn it!" Old Li suddenly became anxious, tightened his belt, and strode out, shouting as he walked: "Zhang Dabiao! Monk Wei! You bastards, put down the wine!"

It was not until Old Li walked away that He Songling looked at Old Zhao inside and said, "Zhao Gang, Political Commissar Zhao. Let's chat."

(End of this chapter)