6, no, and the male secretary shook his head in fear, and said more and more cautiously: "He also asked me to tell you that cooperating with Americans is a huge mistake, and the decision to use missiles against ordinary Chinese people during military exercises is even more of a mistake. He will pay the price for this, and for example..."

"What will happen?" Kim Jong Ye's eyes narrowed into two thin slits, lifting the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"It will come soon." The male secretary was sweating profusely after he finished speaking. To be honest, when he heard Choi Siwon ask him to convey this sentence at the door, he almost thought Choi Siwon was crazy!

But in fact, Choi Siwon was not crazy. His expression at the door was almost the same as Kim Jong Ye of this agent! Sneering, yes, when he asked him to convey this sentence, the look on his face was sneering, as if he knew something was going to happen, smiling coldly.

The male secretary plucked up the courage to say what Choi Siwon wanted him to convey. Before Kim Jongye's face turned pale, he carefully left Kim Jongye's office. As a secretary who was always in trouble, South Korea's national conditions were different from those of China.

The male secretary never thinks he is Kim Jongye's confidant, because Kim Jongye lives in the presidential palace for up to five years. If the term changes after five years, according to the South Korean constitution, Kim Jongye cannot be re-elected. According to the male secretary's understanding of Kim Jongye, this is a president with a not-so-sleepy mind. If he starts anger, he may be among the affected Pok Fish, so he chose to leave quietly before Kim Jongye gets angry.

After the male secretary left, only Kim Jong Ye was left in the huge office. He stood there with a pale face, and his anger gradually emerged in his heart.

He shouted in a low voice: "Threat, he actually dares to threaten me, how dare he threaten me?!"

"Do you really think you can be unscrupulous when you are a small country? "Just the second after Kim Jong Ye's deep roar, a man's slightly sarcastic laugh suddenly sounded in the office.

"Who?" Jin Zhongye was shocked and looked in the sound, but he saw that a young man in his twenties had already sat on the sofa three steps away from him. At this time, the young man was playing with a teacup and looking at him with deep meaning.

He saw a playful smile on the young man's facial expression, but more of it made him jokingly. Yes, a young man he had never seen broke into the blue tiles that were known as the iron barrel without disturbing anyone and appeared in his office!

Moreover, he was watching himself on the sofa in his office! An ominous premonition arose in his heart. As Kim Jong Ye's face changed drastically, he almost turned around instinctively and wanted to press the red button on the desk. He wanted to issue an alarm, but the air around him suddenly solidified. Kim Jong Ye lost control of his body in an instant, and he was frozen in place and could not move. The fear in his heart gradually deepened.

At this time, Ye Yangcheng, who was sitting on the sofa, slowly stood up. He turned the teacup originally placed on the coffee table and walked towards Jin Zhongye slowly. He said: "There has never been a shortage of stupid people in this world, nor has there been a shortage of stupid people."

"But some stupid people will be lucky enough to leave a small life after being taught, but more stupid people don't even have a chance to survive after being taught." While speaking, Ye Yangcheng had appeared directly opposite Kim Jongye, and the distance between the two was less than one meter.

He raised his hand and gently patted Kim Jong-ye’s stiff cheek. Regardless of the complicated expression revealed in his eyes, he said to himself: “Unfortunately, since I entered this office, you have been sentenced to death. Do you want to know why?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Zhongye felt that the stiffness in his neck had eased a lot. He knew that Ye Yangcheng had tampered with it, but he could not speak on the first day, so he could only shake his neck with difficulty and barely nodded. He wanted to know, he really wanted to know what was going on!

Just now, the male secretary conveyed Cui Siyuan's words. The next second, this devilish young man appeared in his office and he couldn't help but wonder, is Ye Yangcheng in the same group as Cui Siyuan? If Ye Yangcheng knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely praise him for his cleverness.

Unfortunately, Jin Zhongye couldn't speak at all. The only thing he could move was his stiff neck.

Seeing Kim Jongye nodding hard, Ye Yangcheng's smile on his lips became even stronger. Fuck him.

With a not-very authentic Seoul accent, he said to Kim Jongye: "You want South Korea to replace Japan's position in Asia, which is not particularly unacceptable. After all, everyone has ambitions."

Jin Zhongye nodded stiffly again. This feeling of letting mermaid meat made him very uncomfortable, but in this case he had no right to refuse. The only thing he could do now was to try to agree with Ye Yangcheng to delay time and get himself the most time to escape.

Ye Yangcheng paused for a moment and continued: "Everyone is selfish, and a country formed by selfish people has no reason to be selfless. So from your perspective, as long as you can fight for sufficient interests for South Korea, you can do anything, including sacrificing some chess pieces, such as the innocent Chinese people."

When he said this, Ye Yangcheng suddenly laughed. He reached out and pinched Kim Jongye's cheek and said, "But from my perspective and from more people's perspective, you do this is no different from beasts. Why do you want those already hard-working plain people to act as your pawns? Why do you use the lives of innocent Chinese people to satisfy your desires? Why do you let China's sacrifices exchange for South Korea's interests?!"

At the end, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but sneer. He raised three fingers at Jin Zhongye and said:

"You are shameless in bringing the spread of Chinese culture into your arms. You are shameless in changing the origin of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine to Korea. You are despicable and vulgar in order to find yourself a bunch of Chinese historical celebrities as ancestors. Now you still want to sacrifice the Chinese people to achieve your ambitions? Fuck, your mother!"

"Bang!" He slapped over with a big mouth, and immediately updated the latest fastest w and the fastest to take the Golden Clock Fan's dizzy food. He could no longer find the North, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Yangcheng, who seemed to be talking about the big reason to Kim Jong Ye, suddenly became an unreasonable villain. He reached out and grabbed Kim Jong Ye's collar. The three of them wiped the blood from the corner of Kim Jong Ye's mouth with their hands, and said grimly at Kim Jong Ye: 11 After doing anchor things, of course you have to be responsible for your mistakes. Don't think that I will talk to you here, and don't think that I don't know that you want to delay time and wait for rescue."

He loosened his collar and pushed forward heavily, allowing Kim Jong Ye's back to hit the edge of the desk. Ye Yangcheng raised three fingers at him: "I'm very responsible to tell you that tomorrow's front page will be a guide to your death. I'm very responsible to tell you that no one will know that you were murdered by someone else, I'm even more responsible to tell you..." A smile on his lips that made Kim Jong Ye terrified. Ye Yangcheng changed his previous roar and turned his voice very low and light.

His voice was soft, saying, "The game of death, from now on... Jin Zhongye's eyes showed unspeakable fear. Ye Yangcheng's sudden visit caught him off guard, and Ye Yangcheng's methods made him even more frightened.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the opportunity to admit his mistake, and Ye Yangcheng could not easily forgive him because of his words of sorry. Some mistakes can be forgiven, but some mistakes can only be repaid with blood.

Even if the military exercise has not begun yet, even if the preset one is not set.

The missile has not yet fallen into the state office of China.

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However, none of these matters. What is important is that they not only think so, but also prepare to do so! Many disasters can actually be killed in the bud.

Kim Jong Ye suffered both physical and mental torture from Ye Yangcheng in his office, which symbolized the Supreme Head of South Korea. Outside the door of this office, Choi Siwon and the male secretary stood together, and the male secretary looked a little nervous.

"It seems that you have a lot of opinions about you," the male secretary tried to whisper. For him, whether it is Choi Siwon or Kim Jong Ye, they are all gods. The fight between them is not a realm that a secretary can intervene.

Therefore, the male secretary’s way to protect himself is to not offend him. No matter who wins and who loses in the end, it will not have much impact on him.

When the male secretary said that, Choi Siwon just nodded without comment and said nothing.

Seeing Choi Si-won's reaction, the male secretary subconsciously raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat that appeared on his forehead at some point. He said carefully: "If there is nothing else, I will go to work first?"

"Let's go together." Choi Siwon retracted his gaze that fell on the door of the office, smiled at the male secretary as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's almost time for afternoon tea."

"Ah?" The male secretary was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand in a panic and said dryly: "This, I still have something to do. This time I can only say sorry to you. If there is still a chance next time."

At this time, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide, so how could he dare to take the initiative to get up?
Chapter completed!