C2443 Soul Search!
"Ah..."
Ye Yuncheng's horrifying scream resounded for a full six or seven seconds.
Secretary-General He, who had collapsed to the ground, could only watch helplessly as Captain Ye's body began to convulse. Then, his mouth, nose, eye sockets and eardrums began to ooze out blood. It was a terrifying and mournful scream.
Around half a minute later, ye Yuncheng's body stiffened and he fell to the ground with a thud. He no longer had any signs of life.
His pupils dilated endlessly. The blood in his eyes had already dried up.
He was dead beyond recognition...
At this moment, Meng Ran's finger that was pointed at the center of Ye Yuncheng's brows finally retracted.
Secretary-General He's body kept trembling as he curled up into a ball. He was so scared that he couldn't help but cry, "You... you devil! What did you do to him?"
Meng Ran raised his long and slender eyebrows and said lightly, "Soulsearch."
In the past half a minute, Meng Ran had used the power of the Divine Sense to perform a soul-searching technique on Ye Yuncheng.
Not only did Meng Ran find out about it in one go, but Ye Yuncheng had also received a joint order from the upper echelons of Ye Family and the central guards to monitor his every move.
And Meng Ran's trip to Mirror Lake this time was precisely because there was a spy from the central guards at TND, causing Meng Ran's whereabouts to be exposed!
Meng Ran also knew that his third granduncle, ye Weidong, Old General, was the senior of Ye Family who was slapped away by Bing Fan on Soong Zhengde's 80th birthday last year!
And this time, ye Yuncheng was leading a fully armed guard. He wanted Meng Ran and those assassins from Southeast Asia to fight until both sides suffered heavy losses, and then capture Meng Ran in one fell swoop!
Someone from the upper echelons of the central guards wanted to talk to Meng Ran!
Of course, this discussion was Meng Ran becoming a prisoner, and not peace talks!
Meng Ran organized the memories of Ye Yuncheng that he had obtained after searching his soul. He was slightly disappointed.
Although Ye Yuncheng is a direct descendant of the Ye Family, he is still a junior after all. He is not the next successor of patriarch. With his identity, he still can't get in touch with those core secrets.
'I have nothing to do with the Central Guards. Who on earth wants to deal with me?'
Liusheng Piaoxue used her samurai sword to cut Ye Yuncheng's corpse into pieces, creating the false impression that she had killed him.
Then, she respectfully went forward and asked, "Master, are we going to return to the villa now?"
Meng Ran shook his head. Instead, he said to Secretary-General He, who was already paralyzed with fear.
"Secretary He, please accompany me on this trip."
The middle-aged secretary, whose soul had been scattered by fear, only saw the young man wave his sleeve and darkness appeared before his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the northern part of Jinghua City, a street on Changyu Road.
Because this place was remote, it deviated from the bustling commercial district of the city, and there were only a few pedestrians.
On the somewhat spacious street, there were only a few breakfast shops, but because breakfast time had passed, the door was tightly shut.
Meng Ran stood in the middle of the street with his hands behind his back. His mocking gaze landed on the four-story high office building.
"No wonder even Ning Feixuan could not detect your tracks. It turns out that you are in the city. No wonder the Central Guards have been able to compete with the special departments for so many years. It seems that the leaders of the Central Guards are as smart and scheming as Ning Wenbin."
Meng Ran sneered. From Ye Yuncheng's memory, he found the combat command center deployed by the Central Guards in Jiangnan Province!
Different from Branch Base, which was hidden in the outskirts of the city, no one would have thought that the combat command center of the central guards was located in this old office building that had not been repaired for a long time!0
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