Chapter 31: A New Identity

I had a working meal with my grandson in the police station, and when Zhang Qi came out, it was completely dark.

Originally, the old policeman was going to drive Zhang Qi back, but this guy insisted on walking back by himself, and he could only nod helplessly after discussing to no avail.

Walking alone on the side of the street, looking at the elongated figure of the street lamp vaguely shining on the ground, Zhang Qi was just about to look at the time when he heard the mobile phone buzzing, and quickly took it out.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Answering the phone with some surprise, Zhang Qi frowned and asked softly.

The call was from Sun Mangong, and Zhang Qi could feel that the guy was a little strange during this time, but he couldn't say what was strange.

"Are you busy now? There's another task for you to do. On the other end of the phone, Sun Mangong's voice was a little anxious and asked bluntly.

"Wait a minute." Pressing a string of numbers on his phone, Zhang Qi looked around to see if there was no one, and then coughed lightly.

"Before, you pretended to be Wen Nanhui, and the organization helped you dredge it through some channels, but people asked to see you once and let you arrange time." Sun Mangong said straight to the point.

Zhang Qi pondered for a moment and did not answer directly.

He remembered that the last time he rescued Qi Weiwei, he pretended to be Zhang Bonan, but he didn't expect that it would take so long to deal with the problem.

In fact, it was not that the above action was too slow, Zhang Qi pretended to be Zhang Bonan last time, but the people from the Sakura Department were the focus, and Sun Mangong almost devoted all his energy to investigating the stationed population.

Like Wen Nan, he just piggybacks on it.

"Are there any other requirements besides not revealing your identity?" Zhang Qi asked softly.

He doesn't like to enter the underworld circle, on the one hand, he is not interested in those things that hurt the heavens and reason, on the other hand, Zhang Qi understands very well the truth that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Thinking about the previous sunspot, a soldier who was originally very good ended up soaking in the black jar for so long, and there was no bottom line in his words and deeds, Zhang Qi would never let this happen to him.

One can be without a temper, but not without oneself.

"The requirement is to break into the Wen Nan Society, and the people from the Sakura Department have already noticed you, so you must now cover up your aura as a special soldier in another identity." Taking a light breath, Sun Mangong's voice was also a little embarrassed.

has been a comrade-in-arms with Zhang Qi for so many years, Sun Mangong knows that this guy is jealous and hateful, but now he has no choice but to make such an arrangement.

As one of the top ten killer organizations in Asia, the information network of the Sakura Ministry should not be underestimated, and what Sun Mangong can do is not to hide Zhang Qi's identity, but to disturb the other party's attention.

Fiction is reality, after so many years of strategizing, Sun Mangong is definitely an old fritter.

"Damn, I've guessed it a long time ago, it's definitely nothing good for you to find me......" couldn't help but roll his eyes, Zhang Qi pulled the corners of his mouth and said.

Although the complaint is made, the task must still be carried out.

"Okay, if you handle your identity well this time, you can be more comfortable in school in the future, after all, Wen Nan will support you!" Sun Mangong said with a smile.

"Do you want me to be a black second generation who bullies men and women for a year?" With a grin, Zhang Qi said with a bit of ambiguity in his voice.

"Die, send you the phone, you can handle it yourself, there are no other requirements for blending in, the only thing is not to expose yourself." Sun Mangong hung up the phone with a smile, and then couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the office renovated from a residential area, Sun Mangong stretched his waist as he looked at the moonlight stars in the sky, and then turned around to look at the middle-aged man in casual clothes behind him.

"Dadong, will Zhang Qi come to your step?" With a little hesitation in his eyes, a look of pity obviously flashed on Sun Mangong's face.

"Not at present, what tasks did I perform back then, what tasks did this kid perform, is there any comparison?" With a mouthful of white teeth, Song Dadong said with a smile.

"Didn't you start with individual planning at the beginning, and then developed into extreme combat." Shaking his head with a wry smile, Sun Mangong had a little regret on his face.

If Song Dadong hadn't poisoned his heart again and again, I'm afraid that the crown of the Emperor of War would still shine on him.

Thinking of the pair of eyes that would turn red and bloodless every time he performed a mission, and the chilling light on his yellowed vertical pupils, Sun Mangong didn't know how many lives he had to slaughter with his own hands to be like this.

"I'm different, I'm a failure, with my lesson this time, the old man won't let Zhang Qi follow in my footsteps." smiled lightly, Song Dadong said without any resentment.

"I hope so, but if Zhang Qi really has an accident, his family will definitely make trouble, even if the old man is fine, I have to drink a pot." Sun Mangong pursed his lips, and seemed to be ready to be cannon fodder.

"Accidents? Do you think there will be any surprises? With a grin, Song Dadong licked his lower lip lightly, his scarlet eyes flashed, and then he shrugged his shoulders and walked outside.

"Sun Mangong, act according to your plan, accidents will not occur, as long as Zhang Qi is still worried." With a little numbness in his voice, Song Dadong walked straight out.

The back of a generation of military emperors seems to be in decline at this moment.

"The organization made a mistake once, and hopefully it won't be made a second time." Sun Mangong sat on the chair bitterly, looking into the distance.

At this moment, Zhang Qi didn't know that someone was discussing him, looking at the string of numbers and a piece of information in his hand, he frowned and sat on the road and looked at it.

The cool breeze blew, and no one noticed that on the upper floors a few hundred meters away, an old man with a yellow mouth was sitting on a chair, holding a bottle of Robust's Meizi in his hand.

"Knock knock......" There was a sharp knock on the door.

"Enter." The old man only spat out one word, with a somewhat playful smile on his face, and turned to take a file handed over by the secretary.

"This time you need to cooperate with the army and set up Zhang Qi's identity, you still need to make another match, you must not let Wen Nan see any clues, otherwise I will not be able to mix in Zhongshan, old man." With a grin, the old man turned on the TV, found the theme song of the first part of the mansion and put it on.

"Yes, what else do you command?" The secretary asked again with a hunched over.

"No, Zhongshan Yigao is a little scattered during this time, almost find someone to clean it up, Zhongshan Three Tigers, hum, do you really think I'm old-fashioned? Two jumping clowns. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the old man's voice made the secretary tremble slightly, and then hurriedly retreated.

At this moment, if Zhang Qi saw the old man in front of him, I am afraid that his jaw would fall to the ground.