Ye Chuxia looked down at the roll of parchment at his feet.
She didn't bend down to pick it up.
"Lin Feng, you found something from a Eastern Isle dead person and you want to convict me?"
Her voice was still steady, but her speaking speed was half a beat faster than before.
"Who knows if you forged this? Who knows if the seal is fake?"
Lin Feng didn't answer her words.
He took out something else from Storage Ring and slapped it on the table.
Communicator.
The outer shell was stained with dark green slime, and the unsent message was still illuminated on the screen.
"This was found from Toxic Miasma Abyss."
Lin Feng pushed the communicator in front of Zhao Mingtang.
"Commander Zhao, see for yourself."
Zhao Mingtang lowered his head and glanced at the screen.
His expression was wrong.
The communicator not only contains the unsent message, but also historical records.
The encoding of the contact frequency band is exactly the same as the encryption format of the Nanjiang Military Region intelligence system.
The code names of both the sending and receiving parties are clearly listed.
One of the code names, Zhao Mingtang, is recognized.
That is the exclusive intelligence code name of Ye Chuxia.
"This..."
Zhao Mingtang's hands are shaking.
He turned to look at Ye Chuxia.
Ye Chuxia's face finally couldn't stand up anymore.
She took half a step back and bumped into a chair.
"Fake! It's all fake!"
Her voice rose and her tone was high-pitched.
"Commander Zhao, you can't listen to his words! This man forced his way into our Command Center, injured dozens of guards, and even brought Exotic Beast threats. He is the treasonous one!"
Zhao Mingtang's lips trembled twice but no words came out.
He is confused.
Duan Hongyuan sat on the chair, crossed his arms and glanced at Ye Chuxia, then at Zhao Mingtang.
He snorted.
"Old Zhao, if you're still not sure, I'll give you some extra information."
Duan Hongyuan took out a piece of Jade Slip from his pocket, flicked his fingers, and Jade Slip slid onto the table.
"Ye Chuxia used military region supplies to smuggle Eastern Isle's transportation records of cursed seal materials, a total of seventeen batches in the past three years."
"The time, quantity, transportation route, and contact person of each batch are all in it."
He paused.
"This thing is a copy archived by the Intelligence Department of National Defense Committee. Elder Zhou submitted it three days ago."
Ye Chuxia's face completely lost all color.
"You..."
"Also." Duan Hongyuan didn't let her finish.
"Toxic Miasma Abyss, where you spent decades raising nearly ten thousand Poison Gu Beast, and one Martial Emperor second-stage Gu King."
Duan Hongyuan's tone was very casual, but every word he said was heartbreaking.
"How many do you think are left now?"
Ye Chuxia's body shook a little.
"No way..."
"All destroyed."
Lin Feng answered.
"Gu King, is also dead."
Ye Chuxia's knees are weak.
She held on to the table to keep from falling, and then she made an action that no one expected.
She smiled.
The laughter was sudden, and the laughter sounded a bit scary in the quiet conference room.
"You think that's the end of it if you kill me?"
Ye Chuxia straightened up and pulled up the collar of his military uniform.
"The person standing behind me is not something you can move."
She glanced around everyone present.
"The old man Song Henian."
As soon as this sentence came out.
The temperature in the conference room suddenly dropped a few degrees.
Zhao Mingtang's face turned ugly.
The four generals behind him looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
Song Henian.
Dragon Kingdom One of the nine great national elders.
They are not among the top group in terms of strength, but their reputation in the center is extremely high.
His name is more important than a mountain in both the military and political circles of the Dragon Kingdom.
Ye Chuxia saw everyone's reaction, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
I regained some confidence.
"So, you'd better think clearly."
She looked at Lin Feng.
"If you kill me, you are going against Mr. Song. At that time, it will not be Military Tribunal's problem, but whether you Lin Feng can survive in the Dragon Kingdom."
She paused for a moment and lowered her voice.
"Let me go, we still have something to talk about."
The conference room was quiet for three seconds.
Lin Feng lifted the gun from the ground.
The tip of the gun pointed forward. Platinum Dragon Flame jumped twice.
"Let me ask you a question."
Ye Chuxia stared at the gun and pressed his back against the wall.
"Dragon Suppressing Platform's action plan was given to Eastern Isle by you?"
Ye Chuxia's pupils shrank.
His lips moved but there was no answer.
"Once Dragon Vein Essence Blood is extracted, the spiritual energy within a thousand miles radius will be completely exhausted."
Lin Feng took a step forward. "Hundred Thousand Mountains Core Zone Millions of soldiers and civilians were all exposed to Beast Tide."
One more step.
"The information you gave me is enough to kill how many people?"
Ye Chuxia's back is pressed against the wall.
She ran her hand behind her back and touched a hidden switch.
"You dare not kill me." Her voice was trembling, but she still held on. "Song Guolao..."
Lin Feng's gun moved.
There is no extra movement. Just hand it forward.
Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea.
The tip of the gun penetrated Ye Chuxia's throat.
Platinum Dragon Flame surged out from the tip of the gun and poured into her body.
Ye Chuxia's hand was still on the concealed switch and he didn't have time to press it.
Her mouth was open, wanting to say something, but her throat was gone.
Blood foam sprayed out from the penetrating wound to both sides, splattering on the gray-white wall.
Platinum Dragon Flame burned inside her body for two seconds.
His eyes were wide open and his pupils were dilated.
Lin Feng draws his gun.
Ye Chuxia's body slid down the wall and sat on the ground, his head tilted to one side.
dead.
No one spoke in the conference room.
Zhao Mingtang's mouth was half open and his whole body was stiff.
Two of the four generals behind him slumped down on their chairs.
Duan Hongyuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of herbal tea.
"Nice job."
He put down the cup, stood up, and patted the non-existent dust on his pants.
Lin Feng put the gun back Storage Ring, turned around and looked at Zhao Mingtang.
"Commander Zhao, all the evidence of Ye Chuxia's collaboration with the enemy is here. If you want to investigate, you can investigate, if you want to seal it, then seal it, but this man must die here today."
"Already dead."
Zhao Mingtang squeezed out a few words dryly.
All he could think about now was "Song Henian".
Buzz--
Just then.
A coercion came from the very distant sky.
Not from Nether Flood Dragon.
The direction is wrong, Nether Flood Dragon is lying on the roof of Command Center, this pressure comes from the south.
Thousands of miles away.
But the concentration of that breath penetrated the distance and pressed on everyone's head.
Duan Hongyuan put down the tea cup and stopped in mid-air.
His expression changed.
The communicator suddenly regained signal.
With the death of Ye Chuxia, the communication shielding formation she deployed began to collapse.
A voice came from the communicator.
Old and heavy.
Every word carries an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"Who is it that touched me?"
Zhao Mingtang was sweating, and he recognized the voice.
Duan Hongyuan slowly lowered his hand and had to frown.
He stood there without saying a word.
But his fists were clenched very tightly.
"Now we're in trouble."