Chapter 2, Film “Team leader.” The person who went to investigate the information came back. Hand a document bag to the middle-aged man with triangular eyes. It contains all written information of Zhang Yong. “Have you ever applied for the Hankou branch?” “Yes. But I failed the assessment...” Zhang Yong muttered. It’s a bit embarrassing. The entrance exam was rejected. If you successfully enroll, you will at least have the reputation of Huangpu. The starting point in life will be much higher. His physical fitness is not good. His marksmanship and fighting skills are both unqualified.
"stand out." "yes." Zhang Yong hurriedly stood up. The middle-aged man with triangular eyes stretched out his hand and pressed his body. Finger force. Suddenly he raised his knees and pressed them heavily on Zhang Yong's lower abdomen. Zhang Yong:… I love you uncle! Why are you hitting me? The body cannot help but bend. It looks like small shrimps. Totally unbearable. “Stand still.” The middle-aged man with triangular eyes shouted again. Zhang Yong reluctantly stood at attention. I feel pain all over my body. His legs were shaking constantly. In my heart, I send greetings to all the eighteen generations of the other party’s ancestors. But it’s of no use. Whether the opponent has a gun or not, he is not an opponent. “My name is Li Boqi.” “He is from the 8th Action Group of the Lixing Society Secret Service.” “Now, I’ll give you a task to call out the rickshaw driver. Let’s check the household registration.” The young man with triangular eyes looked gloomy. He has confirmed that Zhang Yong is not in danger. Totally weak. It can't be the helper of a spy.
In this case, let Zhang Yong do something. "Yes Yes…" Zhang Yong managed to pull himself together and turned around. Damn it, it hurts. My whole body hurts. Travel to this **** world. Bullied again. I didn’t notice the people behind me winking at each other. Their fingers began to press the trigger. Zhang Yong took a few deep breaths to suppress the pain in his body. He came to the rickshaw driver's door and slammed the door hard, "Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Police, open the door..." He is not so polite to the Japanese. At first glance, it seems like he's not doing anything good. There are so many Lixingshe spies behind him, and everyone has a gun, so he is afraid of them. If they were called out, they would be arrested and tortured. If given the opportunity, he is also prepared to participate in one. If it weren’t for this **** disguised Japanese, he wouldn’t have been caught by Lixingshe and given a scolding. He was almost in danger of his life. My hatred for the Japanese has increased by one point. “Police, open the door!” “Open the door! Check household registration! Open the door…” Zhang Yong violently knocked on the door. The wooden door is quite sturdy. He actually didn't shoot badly. Maybe it's because of weak hand strength. Irritability. Must be a spy. definitely is. The door has not been opened for so long. Either adultery or theft. Catch him later and shoot him immediately. finally… The wooden door opened. A crack was opened. Someone looked out through the crack in the door. It is certain that there is only one Zhang Yong. The other party just opened the door. "come out!" “Boss, what are you doing?” “Check household registration!” “Boss, this is my ID...” “Check household registration!” “Boss!” "come out!"
“Boss, take a look...” The rickshaw driver took out two dimes from his pocket and put them in Zhang Yong's hand. Zhang Yong:… what? Bribe me? How many cents? The Eggs of Ma Bage’s family! You are a Japanese spy! You have a lot of money, so you only gave me two cents? go to hell! I don’t know where the courage came from, so I grabbed the opponent’s neck and tried to lift him out. Aren’t the people from Lixingshe trying to arrest him? Catch it quickly! Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred. The rickshaw driver suddenly pulled out a gun from his back. The black muzzle of the gun was right in front of Zhang Yong's eyes. Zhang Yong:? ? ? ! ! Grass! The opponent has weapons! faint! dying. dying. The other party actually has a gun! He is not only a spy, but also an armed spy! It’s sloppy… I didn’t expect this. I have watched all the previous spy dramas in vain... Since we judge that the other party may be a spy, we must be fully prepared when arresting him. Prevent the other party from drawing a gun to resist at any time, or from blowing up and killing both of you. Alas, I have only traveled through time for a few hours, and I have to go back again. I didn’t even sit on my **** to get warm... "Bang!" "boom!" At this moment, a gunshot rang out.
I don’t know who fired the shot. I don't know where the bullet hit. Zhang Yong suddenly felt quiet around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the muzzle flame. The Japanese spy opened fire... The spy fell... Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yong saw the spy being hit in the chest. Close distance. very clearly. It hit right in the chest. Fatal. It is estimated that he cannot be saved... Suddenly, a contemptuous thought came into Zhang Yong’s mind: Hard work… This work is really rough! Not professional at all! He didn’t even think of arresting him alive! He was beaten to death directly! Catch the spies! Brother! The most important thing is to keep people alive. People are worthless when they die. By keeping the eloquence alive, it is possible to interrogate more information and dig out a lot of information. If you die, you will be silenced. The clues are also broken. Military control… no… It cannot be called military unification yet. They are all a bunch of rough guys! Hum buzz… Hum buzz… Feeling a buzzing in my ears. Can't hear anything. It seems that he is the only one in the world. It gave him countless room for random thoughts. Then I found out I was deaf. Well, it was the Japanese spy who shot in his ear, and his ears were directly deafened. It’s hard to say when things will return to normal. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone rushing towards him. Li Boqi is also among them. The other person seems to be talking to himself. But I can't hear it myself.
Zhang Yong:… Pick your ears with your hands. no effect. Still buzzing. who I am? where am I? What should I do? Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a group of agents rushing into the rickshaw driver’s house and rummaging around. “Film!” “Film!” Suddenly, someone screamed. This time, Zhang Yong actually heard it. Maybe the other person shouted too loudly. Film? Oh, it’s not a digital camera… A rickshaw driver actually has such a thing as film in his home, haha. The next inference goes without saying. 10000% spy. Moreover, he is probably responsible for delivering information. He didn't dare to take the film with him or leave it alone at home, so he simply watched it at home. It can be inferred from this that the time for the connection has not yet come. His film hasn't been sent out yet. However, he didn't hide it very deeply. Being found so quickly means that he will definitely go out to meet today. This is interesting. Of course, all this has nothing to do with him. No matter how stupid the people in Lixingshe are, they still know how to follow the clues. The person connecting will definitely not be able to escape. but! etc! The rickshaw driver was beaten to death, how can he still get together? You see, this is the consequence of leaving no one alive. If you stay alive, you can catch the offline almost immediately. Now that a person is dead, it is not so easy to continue to play skewers. Suddenly someone came up and pushed me. "Follow us!" Zhang Yong: “Where to go?” Li Boqi didn’t even look back, “Follow!” Zhang Yong:… So he followed me obediently. Soon, we were three streets away. Have a car. They are all black turtle-shell cars. envious…
This Lixingshe is really rich. You can take a car whenever you want to perform an action. Generous. boarding. Sit down. Suddenly, everything went dark. Yes, I was tricked. The addition of a black hood shows that others have not completely lifted their suspicions about him. Sit obediently. I feel like the car is going around and around, and I don’t know where it is. Could it be that he was really going around in circles like in spy dramas? But it’s not necessary! They are Lixingshe! They are in the open and there is no need to keep it secret like this! Soon, the car stopped. Having his headgear removed. get off. Found that we had arrived at a large courtyard. It's probably Li Boqi's headquarters. I wonder what the current organizational structure of Lixingshe is? What's the name here? At the station? Is Li Boqi the webmaster? It does not seem. He is the leader of the Eighth Operation Group. Therefore, we can only call the group. Then… "Walk!" Zhang Yong was imprisoned in a small dark room. (End of this chapter)