At the risk of leaving a trace, Wang Yong finally found someone to ask clearly.

But this place has been rebuilt, and the street in Wang Yong's memory has been separated and is in the back.

After thanking the man, Wang Yong pulled Yuan Lin to the street where the spoon lived.

Finally, Wang Yong had a sense of déjà vu, and walked to the building where the spoon lived with his memory.

The floors are not high, only six floors, the brick walls are very dilapidated, and the glass in the common corridor has been broken into pieces and no one has repaired them.

Some debris was piled up in the hallway, and it was covered with dust, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

"Looks like Spoon isn't in a good situation. Wang Yong sighed.

Go upstairs to the top floor where the spoon lives, and you can hear the sound of music coming from inside through the door.

It's an English song called walkaway.

Cheerful music echoed through the room, and through the half-covered door, a man could be seen drinking beer and sitting on the couch.

It is the spoon that Wang Yong is looking for.

It seems that the spoon is very cozy, the music and beer, and the life is lazy and comfortable.

But Wang Yong, who is familiar with this music, knows that everything is an appearance.

Behind the song's cheerful tone, there is a heinous tragic story.

A little girl who was only eight years old was given by her father to her dog friends to be ravaged, but the little girl did not choose to resist, but endured it silently, and fell under the bullying of her father and dog friends.

When the author of Walkaway heard about this, he felt very worthless for the little girl, but she couldn't help it. I could only write this song, in which I imagined that the little girl would become a messenger of revenge, walking in the dark night in a black leather suit, sending bullets into the chests of those bad guys, and ending their sinful lives.

"Looking back at that time when I was younger, everything is in the past

She was such a beautiful little girl, with sparkling eyes and curly blond hair

On that summer night under the stars

She wanted those people to go to hell as a tribute

She waits for her superman to come and take her to the land of never

She knew how to get there. Hey, hey, hey......"

Through the door panel, a string of lyrics floats out, starting from the beginning.

Apparently Spoon set the song to play on a loop, and it wasn't just a random random hit.

It seems that you can see the trembling figure of the little girl in the song, and the hideous bad guys who keep walking towards her.

A touch of complicated emotions flashed in Wang Yong's eyes, he actually didn't want to hear this song. This is a song that ruins three views after knowing the backstory.

Knock knock, Wang Yong knocked on the door of the spoon.

The spoon filled with beer in the room looked at the door subconsciously, and at the same time, the other free hand frantically touched under the sofa cushion and found a pistol.

"Who?" asked Spoon's hoarse voice.

"I, Wang Yong. Wang Yong replied.

The spoon in the room was visibly stunned, apparently not entirely convinced, but walked to the door in disbelief, trying to see if it was true or not.

At this time, I heard Wang Yong's voice coming: "Your reaction time is at least twice as slow as before, and the speed of touching the gun is even slower to home, almost a snail." What's worse is that your gun is not loaded at all!"

The spoon froze.

He looked at the gun in his hand, and sure enough, it was not loaded. If an enemy really comes to the door, I am afraid that he will be the first to die, not the enemy.

But now he is not worried, because he can confirm that the person outside is Wang Yong.

"Long Lin, why are you here?" Spoon opened the door, and when he saw Wang Yong, he was very surprised.

"Don't mention it, I didn't come voluntarily. Let me enter the house first. Wang Yong waved his hand.

Then he went into the spoon house.

As soon as he entered, Wang Yong immediately frowned. The room was a mess, with all sorts of things scattered all over the floor, and empty beer cans all over the room. The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and there was no indication that this was the residence of a former agent.

"You have fallen. Wang Yong said with some blame.

Spoon smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "What does it matter if you are depraved or not? Anyway, I'm not an agent now, just a waste wood that made a mistake and was expelled from the organization." Fall and fall, whatever!"

Wang Yong shook his head, but didn't say anything.

The spoon is not in this state, which is completely different from the spoon in Wang Yong's impression.

Although the spoon in my impression is a little wooden, it has an irrepressible enthusiasm. He has a passion for life and technology. He is a complete technical master, and at a very young age he was committed to changing the world with technology.

His most legendary story is that when he was twelve years old, he hacked into the largest computer system in China, Tianhe-1, and then discovered a bug in the Tianhe-1 server.

This is a very serious matter, once the bug is exploited, Tianhe-1 will become the laughing stock of the world, and even some of the information stored in it will be leaked.

After the spoon found out about this, he didn't panic in the slightest, but just sent an email to the mailbox of the relevant person in charge of Tianhe, describing in detail the weak password problem of that program and proposing a solution.

It was at that time that the spoon was discovered by the military and absorbed into the dragon's back.

By the time Wang Yong got to know him, he had become the most professional information warfare expert in Dragon's Back.

It's a pity that the originally bright future was buried because of a thought. Spoon embezzled a sum of money from the organization for a girl, was found out, and was exiled to Athens.

It stands to reason that with the character of a spoon, even if you make a mistake and delegate, you should not be so willing to degenerate.

Wang Yong scanned every corner of the room, not letting go of any clues, trying to find the answer by himself.

And after the spoon saw Wang Yong's move, he couldn't help but look a little flustered.

He stood in front of Wang Yong and said, "Okay, I don't have anything to see here." Are you here for a night, or are you here to ask me for technical help?"

Wang Yong stopped observing, glanced at the depressed spoon, and asked rhetorically, "Technical help?"

This angered the spoon, and as if insulted, he shouted: "You can question my level of agents, but you must not question my skills! As long as I'm alive, I'll still stand at heights that no one else can reach!"

Wang Yong listened and laughed: "This is the spoon I know." Confident enough!"

The spoon was about to respond, but suddenly heard a rapid beep sound in the room. But it was an alarm on the wall that went off.

"There are tails. You bring people to solve yourself. The spoon's face changed slightly, and then he said to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong nodded, asked Yuan Lin to wait in the house, and then pushed open the door and walked out alone.

Quietly went downstairs and came downstairs. In the distance, I saw a man in a black coat observing the situation in the residential building with a telescope.

It was probably the electronic device he was carrying with him that set off the alarm set by the spoon.

At this time, the man had not yet noticed Wang Yong's arrival, and he observed the floor, and said to himself: "There should be no mistake." I checked the port surveillance footage and watched it many times before I caught the guy's tracks. chased him all the way here, and he was gone. Apparently up to this building, but on how many floors?"

This man is a bearded agent.

"Six floors. A voice rang out in the bearded agent's ears.

The bearded man was startled, and instinctively said, "Thank you." ”

But after speaking, he realized that it was not right, who was the person who answered him? Why did he approach him and he didn't even notice it?

The bearded man chuckled in his heart, and his right hand slowly sank down, gripping the handle of the gun.

Looking out the window again, a young man was looking at him with a smile, his eyes were full of sincerity, and even said with a hint of shyness: "No thanks, everyone is Chinese, and it is appropriate to have a care when you go out." ”

"Huaxiaren?" Although the bearded agent couldn't see the man's specific face clearly because of the backlight, as soon as he heard the three words Huaxiaren, he knew who this young man was.

The bearded agent's appearance is typical of Western Europeans, and it was only because his parents worked in China and became a Chinese nationality that he was able to join a special service organization of the Chinese military.

Just by his appearance, no one can know that he is actually a Chinese.

"It's you!" A flash of murderous intent flashed in the bearded man's eyes, and he raised his wrist violently, and the pistol equipped with a muffler flashed in Wang Yong's eyebrows, and a bullet was shot.

The reaction speed is first-class, and the marksmanship is also good, but it is a pity that he is facing Wang Yong.

Wang Yong had already started to move when there were signs of movement in the shoulder muscles of his beard.

The bullet was fired, and Wang Yong happened to change to another position.

But the bullet was empty.

"Oh, buddy, you don't seem to be able to shoot well. Wang Yong teased.

The bearded man was shocked. It was the first time he had seen someone who could pre-read the trajectory of a bullet so accurately and dodge it in advance.

This person is not easy to mess with! The information given above is inaccurate! There is no mention of this person having such terrifying skills!

A fearful thought flashed through his heart, and the bearded man's first reaction was to run.

raised his right wrist and fired several shots at Wang Yong again, but his left hand had already started the car, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out.

It's just that he's still a step too late.

I saw Wang Yong raise his hand slightly, and there was an extra soft sword with purple light lingering in his hand.

And Wang Yong held the sword in both hands, used the sword as a big knife, and slashed at the car door.

As soon as the bearded man stepped on the accelerator, a rainbow light appeared in the air and slashed into the car with fierce killing intent.

The thick doors didn't stop the sword, and neither did the bearded raised arm. Not even the skull, known as the hardest, could stop the sword.

The sword light easily cut through the car door, cut off the bearded arm, and cut all the way into the head.

Airplanes!

The car was well supplied, faithfully carrying out the previous order, and flew out like an arrow off the string.

It's just that he ran out for less than a few hundred meters before he crashed into a big tree, and the whole front of the car collapsed. The bearded man in the cab leaned forward by inertia, and his whole face was sunk into the steering wheel, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Wang Yong sneered, put away the soft sword of the Xinyue Fox, and walked towards the bearded corpse.

He wanted to know which organization the bearded man came from and what orders he had received to hunt him down.