pidly. This presented an opportunity for both the gang and Liu Jun. After all, he had two older brothers who were far more skilled in the underworld. Liu Jun knew he couldn't compete with them direct...And Wang Qiuyang knew that these large sums of wealth were what he had used when he was making connections in Beijing. He had invested them all through secret means in some financial projects in Linhai City. He had instructed Xiao Zhou to handle all of this, and Xiao Zhou was the most trustworthy person for the job. It was impossible for him to leave any trace, and Xiao Zhou himself wouldn't tell anyone about it because he was a part of the same interest group as Wang Qiuyang. Unless Xiao Zhou wanted to die, Wang Qiuyang would have no disadvantage even if he fell from power.

So, when Wang Qiuyang received the materials handed over by Xie Chaojian, the more he flipped to the end, the colder his sweat became. The records on it were so detailed.

Even several of them, he vaguely remembered doing himself. It was as if those things had truly happened. Wang Qiu Yang knew that if the Discipline Inspection Commission followed this record, he would likely be in trouble. Wang Qiu Yang held these pages in his hands, feeling their weight pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

So far, he could only use his authority to stop them from investigating further and make a call to the relevant officials in Beijing to quell the situation. Before that, he would never admit that what was written above was true.

Wang Qiuyang forced himself to bear the shock in his heart and pretended indifferently: “Chief, where did you get this accounting report Are the records on it reliable”

Xie Zhajian let out a cold snort and said, “These materials were submitted to me by the Youth League Committee in Beijing. Can you say whether their source is reliable” Xie Zhajian looked at this Wang Qiuyang who was still struggling to survive, and he felt a surge of disgust in his heart. He simply stated things plainly, letting him die with understanding.

Wang Qiuyang, the head of the Communist Youth League (CYL), was taken aback. He knew exactly what the CYL in Beijing did. All materials and files that could reach the CYL office were meticulously verified by specialists before being stored, ensuring a high degree of accuracy of over 90%. Materials passed from the CYL to the Discipline Inspection Commission (DIC) were unquestionable in their authenticity. As long as they went through the proper procedures, an official conclusion could almost be reached.

Wang Qiuyang, who had still held a glimmer of hope, immediately turned pale when he heard that the materials had been submitted to the disciplinary inspection department by the Youth League Committee. He never expected that the people targeting him would be from the Youth League Committee himself.

If it was the student union behind this, then getting this accounting report wouldn't be surprising. Even if Xiao Zhou was being extremely careful, as long as the student union's people got involved, they would likely succeed easily. It's just that Wang Qiuyang couldn't figure out why. He had no conflicts with the student union; who would want to see him dead

He suddenly caught sight of the fat man gnawing on a chicken leg next to Xie Zhajian, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be, that he was the person from the Communist Youth League

Wang Qiuyang knew that the head of the student union was named Chen Ming. He was a descendant of the Chen family, and it was rumored that he had a good relationship with the Ye family. Suddenly, Wang Qiuyang thought of something, wasn't Ye Fan a member of the Ye family

The Chen and Ye families

Wang Qiuyang suddenly understood the connection. He let out a long sigh. This time, he wasn't completely wronged. It wasn't that he underestimated his opponent, but that his opponent was simply too powerful, with endless trump cards and a backing force that was more shocking than the last. This time, he failed to bring him down, instead letting himself be outmaneuvered. Wang Qiuyang felt a sense of desolation from this loss. After playing power struggles his whole life, in the end, he was calculated by someone else. This left him feeling utterly hopeless.

"I can go with you, but before that, I must punish Ye Fan, this murderer," Wang Qiu understood that he was doomed today, but even facing death, he wanted to drag Ye Fan down as a scapegoat.

The fat man simply refused to give him a chance, coldly saying: "Mr. Wang, the reason we didn't deal with you on the spot was because of Wang Mukun's hundreds of soldiers who are still here. If we dealt with you, it would probably cause unnecessary trouble. Now you are no longer the ~委書ji of Linhai City, and Ye Fan's affairs don't concern you. But I can give you a guarantee, your son's death will not be in vain. We will definitely find the real mastermind behind this and bring him to justice, but not now." The fat man's cold voice made Wang Qiuyang feel a chill down his spine.

Wang Qiuyang stared at the fat man in bewilderment. Could he be Chen Ming, the member of the student union What did he mean by that Couldn't he have just said it outright Did Xiaoyang know the true cause of Xiao Yang's death This was impossible!

"To be frank with you, I received a secret order before this. The Naval District Headquarters has implemented a full city lockdown in secrecy, and all branches of the military are secretly heading here. You better tell Wang Muchun to obediently return to Beishan. Otherwise, even if I order them shot on the spot right now, it wouldn't cause too much trouble. After all, they disobeyed orders and left their post, which is a capital offense in itself. Even the Yan family wouldn't dare to stand up for you."The fat man's bombshell left Wang Qiuyang completely shattered. His heart pounded with fear. He had considered the fat man's words but hadn't delved into them deeply. He had naively believed that as long as the Yan family supported them, everything would be fine. But they forgot that in this empire, the Ye family was the true military first family.

It was, and it still is

Wang Qiuyang looked at Wang Muchun's unwavering gaze, and a long sigh escaped his lips. His son was dead, leaving only Wang Muchun as the last branch of the Wang family. How could he allow the bloodline of the Wang family to be completely cut off And those hundreds of people brought by Wang Muchun, if they were implicated because of him, how could he face these loyal brothers

As for Xiaoyang's revenge, it could only be left to Young Master Yan to take care of it. Luckily, he had kept a trump card, and he believed that under Young Master Yan's wise leadership, it would be able to kill Ye Fan in one fell swoop, thus making up for his and Xiaoyang's deaths at the hands of Ye Fan.

Having understood this point, Wang Qiuyang waved his hand towards Wang Muchun and said, “You all go back to Beishan.” His voice was filled with endless sorrow.

Wang Muchun remained motionless, only defiantly stating: "We are not afraid of death." A unique military ferocity was fully displayed on him at this moment.

Wang Qiuyang said in a low voice, "Stop being ridiculous, go back." Some things, Wang Qiuyang couldn't say to Wang Muchun now, he just hoped he could understand his painstaking efforts.

"Uncle" Wang Muchun was still a little hesitant.

"Wang Qiuyang, flushed with anger, slammed his cup and shouted, "Don't you even listen to me Get out now!" proud face, there is a terrifying amount of power hidden. 。After Ding Zhàng's sudden illness and death, if it weren't for Ding Ran's scheming, Ding Lei wouldn't have ascended to power so smoothly. 。L...