"How's it going?"

In the Tianjin Concession, a man in a tweed coat and a black jazz hat asked in a slightly hoarse voice in the shadows with his head down.

The light didn't shine on his face, so he couldn't see his face at all, but he was able to vaguely see a mole on his chin.

"The organization has already sent someone over, and I believe it will come soon!"

A young man replied, and then the middle-aged man lowered the brim of his hat and said again:

"Then you must be careful, you must not be discovered by the devils, and you must keep an eye out for the people on the other side of the military barrel lately, they seem to be performing the same mission as us.

In addition, the devil also has to check, I heard that the person in charge of the task this time seems to be the ninth group of the special high-tech department, known as the falcon, and find a way to find out their details. ”

"Okay, then you have to pay attention, I feel that someone is eyeing you, you and Sister Mengjiao must be careful."

"We'll be fine, don't worry."

After saying that, the two of them left, and at this time, several gunshots suddenly rang out not far away.

The middle-aged man immediately ran behind a wall, and as soon as he poked his head out, he found the young man who was talking to him lying in a pool of blood, with several bullets on his body, and he was not alive.

"Less than!"

The middle-aged man looked very angry, but he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary now, and the people who thought it was the devil found them, and he just escaped the catastrophe.

However, this revenge must be remembered, and another day you must find the devil to pay for the blood debt.

He could only watch the devil pull the younger corpse back, he pressed the brim of his hat fiercely, turned his body stiffly, and walked straight back......

About half an hour later, the middle-aged man appeared in a luxurious mansion, and there were two servants at the door, and after seeing the middle-aged man, he smiled and nodded and continued to work.

Passing through the palatial door, a languid woman sits on the sofa in the living room, exuding maturity, and the mink scarf on her shoulder looks extremely supple.

Her whole body is like a ripe apple, which makes people want to bite it.

The hairstyle is a typical wavy curl in the Republic of China period, slightly coiled, and a few strands of hair cover the forehead, making its lazy atmosphere even stronger.

When she turned her head, a delicate face appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the woman was probably less than thirty, of course, it could be bigger, but it was just because it was well maintained.

A hint of admiration flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but then he was deeply buried, and walked up with some seriousness and said:

"Less than was discovered, just now, after we separated, and in less than three minutes, he was ...... fell under the devil's gun. ”

The middle-aged man looked angry, his fists couldn't help but clench tightly, he was a very outstanding young man, he had been with him for three years, and many things were handled very well.

But now that he has died, the middle-aged man's heart is very sad.

A trace of heartache flashed on the woman's face, she frowned, then closed her eyes and sighed, and said:

"The devil should have sensed something, turn off the No. 1 joint location, and no more people can be sacrificed."

"But...... The location of the first joint is where we will meet with the people who came up from the organization, is it ...... to close now?"

The middle-aged man looked particularly anxious, this time the task was not as simple as before, because the devil dispatched the ninth group of the special high class, which was the elite of the agents, and it was beyond the ordinary people to deal with.

The languid woman stood up, went to the window, looked at the snow piled up in the garden, and said:

"Don't worry, we can send someone to find them, send a telegram first, and ask who is coming?"

"Good!" The middle-aged man walked down.

When the woman was the only one left in the room, she couldn't help but tighten the cloak wrapped around her body, and murmured softly:

"I wonder if you're okay?"

……

The devil has already dealt with the people of the military tube, and the people of the military tube have also suffered losses, and I heard that many people have died.

The little fat man received a telegram from the division headquarters before he left, which made Li Feng a little worried, the agents of the little devil are not vegetarians, and the people in the military tube have suffered such a big loss, which means that the other party's strength is really good.

"We also have to hurry up, the battle between the devil and the military barrel tells us that they must have found some eyebrows, if we don't set off again, I'm afraid we won't be able to complete the task before them."

The devil's espionage work is particularly good, but the Eighth Route Army's espionage work is even better, and I heard that they have also plotted against the people inside the devil.

This made the little fat man admire, after all, the little devil who surrendered, he had never seen a few until now, let alone rebelled, it is estimated that he has eight heads, otherwise he would not have this ability!

The eagle rubbed his hands, not knowing what he was thinking, and seemed a little excited.

Ergouzi was a little reluctant to put his gun back, just wiped it clean, and carefully maintained it several times, but it was a pity that he couldn't bring it with him.

The big dog knows that he is sitting there stupidly, anyway, he will do whatever the boss tells him to do.

"Boss, it's really time for us to go, this matter can't be delayed any longer!"

The so-called opportunity is no longer lost, and the loss will not come again, since the devils have found some eyebrows, they are already one step behind, if they rub it again, it is estimated that the information will be held by the devils in their hands.

"Bring a few people over this time, let's leave in three days, you all prepare first."

The people in Tianjin are not familiar with the place, if it weren't for their own people, the little fat man really wouldn't dare to run over without permission, God knows how many spies there are.

Xiao Wen is Li Xiaowen, I heard that this is the name that my sister used to use, and I don't know what happened to her, she actually changed her name without authorization, which is a little sorry for the ancestors, and I don't know if my parents will vomit blood!

No one knows if his cheap dad and wife will vomit blood, anyway, the little fat man himself is about to vomit blood now.

The old lady is really annoying, everyone else uses suitcases to organize clothes or something, she was stunned to have a box of books.

This box of clothes didn't weigh much, and even the eagle's box was empty, and it contained a few pieces of cloth to make a look.

But a box of books is different, it's very heavy.

"Sister, why are you carrying such a big box of books when you have nothing to do?"

The little fat man couldn't help but ask, isn't it okay to find trouble!

"I had to have an identity in the past, and the teacher has already got it for me, so that I can be a middle school teacher over there."

"Teacher...... Also teach middle school students! ”

Li Xiaopang suddenly felt sorry for the flowers of the motherland, and there was a deep sense of guilt in his heart, and the old sister could also be a teacher?