Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1136: Chapter 1137: Laying Cards on the Table

Ning Gang watched his younger brother with a livid expression, from his astonished face to the things on the ground. The photos had scattered, and a slight change crossed his complexion as his gaze suddenly became sharp.

He closed the door and walked in step by step, looking coldly at Ning Ge, angrily questioning, "I’m asking you, what are you doing!"

This younger brother, whom he regarded as his son, what was he doing, rummaging through his study in the dead of night, what was he up to?

What is his identity, why is he doing this?

Only a few steps away, but for Ning Gang, it felt as long as a lifetime, his eyes never leaving Ning Ge.

Ning Ge took the flashlight out of his mouth and suddenly felt there was no need to hide anything anymore, what he sought would also find its answer tonight, here.

He picked up the file from the ground, including those photos, held them up coldly, and asked, "Big Brother, this should be my question to you, ask your people in charge, what are you doing? Is this your motto of defending the homeland and protecting the country? Colluding with the enemy and betraying the country?"

Ning Gang’s eyes glowed, a majestic aura growing.

"I never knew, that the supposedly righteous superior organization would have such a face, using our own countrymen for experiments, making them guinea pigs. Are the weapons you have been developing traded in this manner? It’s simply disgusting!" Ning Ge sneered.

Slap!

Ning Gang rushed forward with all his strength, slapping Ning Ge across the face: "Do you know who you are talking to? Do you know what you are saying!"

"I know, of course, I know! You are the dignified Commander, with overwhelming power, maintaining peace in your domain. Anyone who dares to defy you, a burst of your bullets is enough." Ning Ge mocked, "Human lives are utterly insignificant compared to your interests."

"Insolent!" Ning Gang raised his hand again.

Ning Ge lifted his face, did not dodge, facing him with cold detachment.

Ning Gang suddenly hesitated to land his hand, feeling that the younger brother before him was not the one he was familiar with.

The younger brother he knew was a bit rascal, a bit roguish, a bit lacking respect, seemingly always immature.

But the one before him now, was cold, fierce, sharp, with a hatred for evil like a treasured sword, having hidden for years, suddenly drawn, emitting a chilling gleam.

Gone was the frivolous demeanor, replaced by gravity, faintly carrying an aura, that kind of aura...

Ning Gang was shocked. He was a soldier, he knew well what that aura represented; every country has many shadowy organizations, Xiao Si, he...

"Who exactly are you?" Ning Gang pressed down his astonishment, asking Ning Ge.

"Before answering that question, can Big Brother first explain to me, what is the deal with these photos? Why are there people from our country in this Japanese-funded Underground? Why is it our country’s military guarding them? These Poisoned People, they are clearly our countrymen, why, are they ours?" Ning Ge gritted his teeth asking, "And why did you order the destruction of this Secret Division back then, did you know that there were members of our country’s intelligence organization inside? Did you know and still did it intentionally!"

Ning Gang was utterly astonished, looking at him, mumbling, "You, are a member of the Special Service Organization?"

Ning Ge took a breath, slightly closed his eyes, then opened them again, laying his cards on the table, "That’s right, I am a special agent."

Ning Gang gasped, retreating repeatedly, collapsing onto the sofa behind him.