Assassination!

It's an art!

Miyamoto Musashi prepared a variety of means for this assassination, but due to the temporary change of the target of the assassination, many of the methods may no longer be used.

First of all, Young Master Bao's security team is small, careless, and sloppy.

In the vicinity of the nameless box, there were no guards, and even at the door of the box, there was no one standing guard.

This assassination should not be difficult, it is really too easy.

After thinking about it, Miyamoto Musashi didn't find the slightest loophole in the plan, and felt that this was an ordinary and easy assassination.

But even if it is to kill chickens, you must use a knife.

Miyamoto Musashi, the commander of this fangs operation, was so cautious.

To assassinate, there must be a dead man.

Assassins do not have the determination to die, and any assassination attempt is difficult to succeed in one blow.

Nanjing, the capital of the Republic of China, was about to become the territory of the Great Japanese Empire, and it no longer made sense to continue to hide and lurk.

Cao Kun is a dead soldier, a Japanese spy hidden in the Yangzi Hotel, but Cao Kun is an authentic Republican, not Japanese.

This time the fangs operation, Cao Kun is the main attacker, if Cao Kun's assassination fails, the follow-up attack will be completed by another Japanese agent.

The dining car pushed by Cao Kun himself must have been carefully inspected by the security personnel, so only a grenade can be hidden in the dining car.

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi, looking like a gentleman, was sitting in his car, waiting for the sound of a grenade exploding.

。。。。。。

Cao Kun, who has been trained as a special agent and has a determination to die, is dumbfounded at the moment, the M24 grenade manufactured by the Nanjing Jinling Arsenal has not exploded for fourteen seconds.

In Cao Kun's mind, two words instantly appeared: dumb!

Made in the Republic of China, shoddy and disorderly, the quality is not good, and everyone knows it.

Cao Kun, who originally wanted to use a grenade to kill Wang Ge, had been crippled by the bite of Xiaohu, although he had not felt pain due to high tension, but Cao Kun's hands could no longer hold the grenade.

Cao Kun, who reacted quickly, suddenly moved up with his powerful right hand, and his right arm clasped Wang Ge's neck, trying to strangle Wang Ge to death.

"In five seconds at most, Young Master Bao will be strangled to death by Lao Tzu!"

The dead man Cao Kun glanced at it without sadness or joy, and his hands, which could no longer cook, thought about it together.

The grenade that was holding on could only be let go naturally, and "Gollum" slipped to the ground, on the floor, rolling towards Zhang Yu.

In Zhang Yu's mind, he also thought that this was a grenade that would not explode, but Zhang Yu still rolled without thinking about it, picked up the grenade, and threw it towards the window.

"Hmm。。。。。"

Almost at the same moment, Wang Ge felt his neck tighten vigorously and could no longer speak.

Wang Ge, who was launched under conditions, in order not to be strangled to death, shrank his neck hard, and kicked the ground violently with his two feet to relieve breathing difficulties.

At the same moment, with his free hands, his right hand touched the holster that had already been opened, quickly pulled out the pistol, opened the safety with his left hand, pulled hard, and the bullet was loaded with a "click".

"Whoa...

The glass of the window, which was smashed by the grenade thrown by Zhang Yu, followed by "Boom! The so-called 'dud' exploded.

Cao Kun was stunned.

"What the hell is going on? Not a dud! ”

Cao Kun's right hand, at this moment, stopped exerting his whole body because of his shocked speech.

Wang Ge, who is young, has been on the line of life and death, struggling with his life.

At this moment, Wang Ge has been firmly pressed under Cao Kun's bulky body, and finally, taking this opportunity, he moved the pistol in his right hand and aimed at the fat body on his body.

"Bang 。。。。。"

Wang Ge, who couldn't breathe, kicked his legs desperately in a hurry, and pulled the board machine irritably.

"Ah。。。。 Made in the Republic of China. ”

The unexpected explosion of the grenade, the sudden sound of gunfire, frightened everyone in the room.

Cao Kun screamed, only half of his words were spoken, and he couldn't speak anymore because he was shot in the body.

The bullet of the Browning M1911AL pistol, 11.43mm, a powerful bullet, instantly shot through Cao Kun and hit the ceiling.

"Hmm... Little fish, save me! ”

Wang Ge felt that he was about to suffocate to death, and his eyes could only see Zhang Yu in front of him through Cao Kun's arm, and he immediately let out an anxious roar.

The pistol had stopped pulling, and the eight bullets had been shot all of them, and there was no way to hit the fat man on his body again.

"Wang... Barking.... ”

Facing the obese Cao Kun like Roshan, Xiaohu could only roar helplessly and shouted:

The little master is suffocating to death.

When Zhang Yu heard the scream, he rolled and came to Wang Ge's side, grabbed Cao Kun's right arm with both hands, and broke it away with all his might, saving Wang Ge.

"Whew... Whew。。。。。 Whew... ”

Wang Ge's face was pale, panting heavily, and his whole body was lying on the ground loosely, not wanting to move.

Zhang Yu moved away from Cao Kun's fat and dead body, and was about to help Wang Ge.

At this moment, the gunshots rang out again.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Everyone was stunned, only to see the guilty Jia Jun, holding a shell gun with a murderous face, and fired two more shots at Cao Kun, who was covered in blood.

"Hmm...

Wu Danni looked at Cao Kun, who was shot in the head again and was bleeding, and couldn't help but vomit.

"Don't touch me! Little Treasure Bird, I want to sleep for a while! ”

Wang Ge lay on the ground, continued to wear rough clothes, and said weakly.

"Alert! There may also be a secondary attack! ”

Zhao Feiyan did not follow the others and surrounded Wang Ge together, but drew out his pistol and stared at the door of the box, carefully defending.

"Second attack!"

Wang Ge screamed, and suddenly sat up energetically.

"Click"!

Exiting the empty magazine, he pulled out a full magazine with a sharp movement, and with a 'click', pushed the chamber of the gun, hid under the table, and was ready to fight again.

In the box, it was already a mess at the moment, and there were excessive "click" sounds everywhere, and even Wang Jianxin, the head of the quartermaster department, pulled out his pistol, loaded the bullet, and waited solemnly.

"Uh-huh..."

Xiaohu hummed in a low voice, shed tears, and intimately rubbed Wang Ge who was sitting on the ground.

"Xiaohu, thank you!"

Wang Ge stretched out his hand to hug the little tiger beside him and said softly.

"Wow。。。。。 Barking..... ”

"It's not a nine-cylinder! It's a native of the Republic of China, right? ”

"Wang... Barking..... ”

Wang Ge understood Xiaohu's apology, this dead fat man is not Japanese, he is a hateful traitor! Therefore, Xiaohu did not smell the Japanese smell on the fat man's body.

"Xiaobao, are you okay?"

Guan Pengcheng also sat on the ground with a weak heart, and gently hugged Wang Ge and asked.

"Brother, Xiaobao almost killed the bird! Woowoo。。。。。 ”

Wang Ge hugged Xiaohu regardless of it and cried sadly.

Guan Pengcheng didn't say a word, hugged Wang Ge, thinking that Wang Ge almost sacrificed, Guan Pengcheng couldn't help but cry, and his heart was unspeakably uncomfortable.

A luxurious feast has just begun, and the dishes are not ready, because of Cao Kun's sacrificial assassination, it must be over.

"Why did you assassinate Fairy Zhao?"

Zhao Feiyan, who had calmed down, hid behind the sofa and asked in her heart.

The three waiters in the room have been searched and controlled on the spot.

Tao Ming, Dou Huaiyuan, and Qu Mingyang were already holding M18 carbines at the moment, guarding the door of the box.

But the three of them all looked ugly, and their hearts were extremely uneasy, wishing that at this moment, another assassin would rush into the box and have a bloody battle of atonement without hesitation.

Because he was too far away from Wang Ge, he failed to fulfill his responsibility to protect his eldest brother, and he felt extremely guilty.

"Whoa... Boom... ”

There was a sound of running outside the door, Yangzi Hotel is a state guesthouse, and it has its own security team.

The explosion of grenades, the sound of gunfire, attracted reinforcements.

"Knock Knock"

"Chief Zhao, I'm Major Qian Ming, I'm here to escort you, please instruct!"

"Your men, stand guard at the door, waiting for orders."

Qian Ming's shouting interrupted Zhao Feiyan's train of thought.

"Yes, sir!"

Qian Ming, who didn't know what was going on, said respectfully.

Zhao Feiyan straightened her clothes, then picked up her gun and opened the door.

"Qian Ming came in, I have something to discuss with you."

"Yes, sir!"

。。。。。。

In the nameless box.

"Qian Ming, what do you think will be the assassin?"

"Report to the sir, I think it was a Japanese agent who did it!"

Even Qian Ming, who thought that he was a big man in the Republic of China, ate in an anonymous box, and this news had been leaked a few days ago.

Zhao Feiyan also thought that it was a Japanese agent who assassinated him, but he was a fan of the authorities, and Zhao Feiyan would never have imagined that the Japanese secret service would assassinate his subordinates, Zhao Goblin.

The son of a restaurant owner in Chongqing, an ordinary person in the Republic of China, why?

Could it be that the identity of Zhao Fairy is really fake?

Zhao Feiyan was a little confused, and she was no longer sure.

"Qian Ming, block the Yangzi Hotel, there must be Japanese agents!"

Zhao Feiyan looked at her watch, and at 5:40 in the afternoon, she had to leave Yangzi Hotel before seven o'clock.

"Yes, sir!"

Qian Ming stood upright, ran out and arranged a blockade.

Security work, Zhao Feiyan is very experienced, at present, the nameless box is a safe place, and it is difficult to say if you leave the box in a hurry.

Wang Jianxin was embarrassed at the moment, and happily came to dinner, but such an accident happened, which was too bad.

Before the assassin died, he said that it was made in the Republic of China, which made Wang Jianxin feel afraid, so he mortgaged a box of grenades produced by the Jinling Arsenal of the Republic of China and gave it to Yangzi Hotel.

In case the grenade used by the assassin is really a grenade mortgaged by himself, then his own trouble will be too great.

Being censored by the military commanders, those are the smallest things, the black yarn hat is not guaranteed, and the sentence and imprisonment are all possible things.

Now the big tree that he can rely on may only be Young Master Bao.

Wang Jianxin's IQ is very high.

After thinking about it, the safest place at the moment is to follow Young Master Bao.

Wang Jianxin was unwilling to try the torture of the military commanders himself.

"Xiaobao, you're still crying!"

Zhao Feiyan, who was waiting, came to Wang Ge's side, squatted down, and said softly.

"Coward!"

Wang Ge, who was extremely smart, glared at Zhao Feiyan with sobs, turned his head and said loudly.

Crying squeamishly, that is a habit that Wang Ge has developed since childhood, the danger has not been lifted, Wang Ge holds the pistol in a virtual hand, and he can cry and enter the state of battle at any time.

Zhao Feiyan, who is pretentious, Wang Ge despises it very much, and he will definitely not greet him with a good face!

"Woo woo。。。。。 Xiaobao almost died of the bird。。。。 Woo woo . . . . After Wang Ge finished speaking, he cried pitifully.

“。。。。。。”

Zhao Feiyan smiled bitterly, understanding what Wang Ge meant, again, similar assassination, Zhao Feiyan would still do that!

Chen Qingsi only glanced at it, and the bloody assassin was on the side, vomiting constantly.

That Zhao goblin, is he still a human?

Sitting in the blood that is flowing with blood, crying and crying!!

Such a ruthless person, no wonder he was assassinated!

The bloody man Wang Ge really didn't feel it, he was sitting in the blood, and Cao Kun's blood had already sprayed all over his body.