"Why don't you speak?" Tang Ying saw Zhang Jianjun lying there for a long time without speaking, and couldn't help but slightly raise his hair in a somewhat messy bun, and his words were indescribably charming and moving, but when he listened carefully, he was so cold and piercing:

"I've already made it clear to you what I want to say, I think you know better than me what to do!" As she spoke, Tang Ying swept her smooth body with her seductive eyes, and her face became indifferent:

"Your conditions have been met, if you have to play tricks this time, hum"

Tang Ying didn't finish her words, but Zhang Jianjun, who was lying next to her, knew what she meant, and he also knew that his behavior of playing Tai Chi with the Soviets had also aroused their vigilance, so when Zhang Jianjun heard these words, the whole person couldn't help but shudder, and his face became even more frightened:

"Okay! I promise you!" Zhang Jianjun got up from the bed, picked up his clothes and said eagerly: "You give me the prepared materials, I will take them back and write them, and I will send them to you at noon the day after tomorrow!"

"Zhang Jianjun, haven't you been tired of playing such tricks?" Hearing Tang Ying's words, Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and his white face changed a few colors, Tang Ying saw that his thin red lips bent up in a perfect arc, and with this contemptuous sneer, he looked up and down at Zhang Jianjun, who had already put on half of his shirt, and continued:

"From your heart, I know better than anyone that you don't want to be a traitor, but don't you think it's naïve to think like that now?"

"Hmph! naïve?" Zhang Jianjun, who was pierced in his mind, simply tore off the disguise that had already made him miserable, revealing a hideous face, and even the tone of his speech became gloomy and indifferent:

"Tell you, you stinky bitch, don't scare Lao Tzu with such ugly things as the two of us, if you want to sue you, you can sue you, anyway, we are both grasshoppers on a rope, report me, you Soviet spies don't want to run away!"

When Zhang Jianjun said this, he had a desperate posture in both style and momentum. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.] But even so, Tang Ying didn't feel scared because of this, but covered her moving little mouth with her hand and giggled: "Giggle~~ I really didn't expect my brother Jianjun to lose his temper and call Lao Tzu"

"You" looked at Tang Ying and took his words as a big joke. Zhang Jianjun was so angry that the green tendons on his forehead jumped so violently that he couldn't even speak, and at this time, Tang Ying, who was lying on the bed, covered her body with a quilt and got up from the bed, but her originally moving smile disappeared, replaced by extreme coldness and ruthlessness. The femme fatale's eyes shot out two cold lights, which made Zhang Jianjun's angry expression stagnant, and at this moment, Tang Ying's red lips opened lightly and said coldly:

"If you Zhang Jianjun have such the guts, why don't you turn yourself in? As long as you turn yourself in, you may be able to get a leniency, but why don't you go?" Hearing Tang Ying's words, Zhang Jianjun's face couldn't help but change, but Tang Ying just glanced at it disdainfully and continued:

"You don't dare! You're afraid of being ruined, you're afraid that your family will be hurt by this, you're even more afraid of being imprisoned, so you don't dare to turn yourself in. Who are you Zhang Jianjun pretending to be open to?"

Tang Ying's words were like a sharp embroidery needle, piercing Zhang Jianjun's skin that was full of anger just now, the whole person wilted in an instant, and the original face with green muscles became even more dull, Tang Ying saw this, his face couldn't help flashing a trace of contempt, and his tone became faster and sharper:

"Zhang Jianjun, I admit that you are very smart, because you have taken the Tai Chi that the Chinese often talk about to the extreme, but I want you to remember. You are not the only smart person in the world, at least there are a few around your ancestral home, Mrs. Zhang."

"You" didn't wait for Tang Ying to finish speaking, Zhang Jianjun jumped up from the bed with a face full of worry and nervousness. shouted to Tang Ying on the bed:

"What did you do to my mother?"

"Brother Jianjun, why are you so nervous? Isn't Aunt Zhang okay!" Looking at Zhang Jianjun who looked terrified, Tang Ying's originally solemn expression instantly became pitiful, just like a girl who sympathized with Dou Chukai and worried about her lover's heart, but this look deceived others. But he couldn't get him Zhang Jianjun, because he knew that behind this look was a femme fatale-like heart:

"Say, how is my mother?"

"Don't you say it, Aunt Zhang is very good!" At this time, Tang Ying covered her body with a quilt, slowly got off the bed, and walked to Zhang Jianjun, with a charming and moving smile on her face again:

"I've already told Brother Jianjun more than once, this is the last task, as long as you promise to finish this matter, in the future, we will, no longer bother Brother Jianjun, and your life will return to normal, when we leave, as long as you don't say it, no one will know about this past, of course, after the deed is done, you will also get the corresponding reward, that is"

As he spoke, Tang Ying's hand on the quilt on his chest suddenly loosened, and in an instant, his naked body appeared in front of Zhang Jianjun's eyes, and Tang Ying had a seductive smile, and her words were even more indescribably moving:

"This!"

At this time, where did Zhang Jianjun still have the heart to look at Tang Ying in front of him, his mind was constantly weighing the pros and cons, before he could use Tai Chi to deal with the Soviets, but now Tang Ying suddenly mentioned his mother, which let Zhang Jianjun know that there are not many paths for him to choose.

Because of this, Zhang Jianjun's eyebrows were tense and loose, and the whole person fell into deep thought, and Tang Ying, who was standing opposite Zhang Jianjun, looked at her quietly with a charming smile, and I don't know how long it took, Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but sigh:

"Well, since it's the last time, then I promise you!"

"This is the brother Jianjun I know!" Hearing Zhang Jianjun's words, Tang Ying's face showed a girlish smile, and then she took out a pre-prepared manuscript from the bedside and handed it to Zhang Jianjun:

"We have already prepared the manuscript, as long as Brother Jianjun copies it once, as for the paper and pen, it has been prepared for you on the table!"

Zhang Jianjun took the manuscript and didn't even look at it, then sat down at the table, lifted the pen on it, and copied the title on the blank paper:

A description of Lu Jiadong's many problems and counter-revolutionary acts

Just when Zhang Jianjun was writing hard in Tang Ying's residence, in a remote and quiet guest house room in Sanlin City, the dim light did not brighten the room with the curtains closed, but became even darker, and in the house, under the shadow of the lights in the house, an old man with gray hair frowned deeply, listening to the report of Cao Xiaodong, the head of the security section of Wanshan Factory:

"Chief, this time the enemy should not be the group of people we usually stare at, their means and methods are very novel, and their actions are very rigorous, and they are decisive and secretive, and the most important thing is that they are very cunning, we have tracked them several times, and always cut off all clues at the most critical time!"

"En!" Listening to Cao Xiaodong's words, the chief couldn't help but nodded: "This group of enemies is indeed unusual, and the routine of carrying out tasks is different from the usual KGB and CIA!"

"Is there a new enemy?"

"Not really!" As soon as Cao Xiaodong's words fell, the chief's eyebrows couldn't help but tighten together twice:

"On this point, I agree with the view of the headquarters, that is, it is still the work of the Soviet Union, but the agency that performs the task should not be the usual KGB, but a more elite and efficient department!"

"Could it be the General Directorate of Military Intelligence of the Soviet Union?" As soon as the chief finished speaking, Cao Xiaodong blurted out that he was no stranger to the General Directorate of Military Intelligence of the Soviet Union, China's intelligence department, because during the honeymoon between China and the Soviet Union, the Chinese intelligence officers had been trained there, and naturally knew that this so-called General Military Intelligence Bureau was the elite of the Soviet intelligence community, and because of this, Cao Xiaodong could answer effortlessly!

And after listening to Cao Xiaodong's words, the chief couldn't help but nodded: "That's right, it's the General Directorate of Soviet Military Intelligence, but no matter what bureau it is, when it comes to China's territory, let's let him enter a dead end, I have asked the public security and national security forces to cooperate with us, and from tomorrow onwards, we will carry out dragnet inspections of the towns and villages in Sanlin!"

As he spoke, the chief couldn't help but raise his eyes, and his resolute eyes swept Cao Xiaodong, who was sitting opposite, a few times, and the tone of his voice became more unquestionable:

"And Dongzi, you, be sure to catch the traitor hiding in Wanshan Factory for me!"

"Yes, chief!"

At the same time, next to a secluded mailbox in the center of Sanlin, Sokolovsky unfolded the letter he had just received, swept his cold eyes on it a few times, and then turned his cold face to the side of the bewitching woman who was dressed and dressed in a westernized way, and the two of them looked like foreign lovers who had come to visit:

"Comrade Isapova, believe you have seen it!"

"Comrade Soko, you also know Chinese, I think if there is a problem, you should know better than me!" Isapova spoke in a serious tone, Sokolovsky couldn't help but nod after hearing it, and then glanced at the letter in front of him again, and then folded it and put it in the envelope, at this time his cold face couldn't help but show a cold and hideous smile:

"Lu Jiadong, let your compatriots deal with you!"

With that, the letter was thrown into the endless darkness of the mailbox (to be continued. )xh118