Masao Konoe was not deliberately let go.

These few minutes seem tragic, just because of the realism of the acting.

There was no one dead inside and outside the foreign bank.

The gunshots were real, but they were all fired where no one was around.

The grenade exploded as well, but everyone hid in a safe place before the fuse was pulled.

It was indeed Nakamura lying at the door, of course he was not dead, after being stunned by Fang Buwei, Fang Buwei burned his clothes in tatters, and his body was drenched with chicken blood......

"You're up, you're still pretending to be addicted, aren't you?" Fang Buwei kicked the player lying on the ground.

The team member sat up and rubbed his chest vigorously, "This sir, what kind of thing is this, as if you were really shot?" ”

"Didn't I tell you everything, just a slingshot...... Go back and find some safflower oil and smear it on ......."

In order to prevent Masao Konoe from seeing the flaw, the two who were shot at the door and pretended to be dead, Fang Buwei gave them a slingshot.

Can a slingshot be punched like this?

The team member glanced down at his chest.

The steel ball sank directly into the flesh, and the wound was blue and swollen, as if it had been hit by a gun.

"People are gone?" Seeing that Fang Buwei walked out with a swagger, Zhao Shirui asked in surprise.

Fang Buwei nodded.

"I'll you a mother...... Zhao Shirui scolded, "You're not afraid that spy will shoot Lao Tzu?" ”

Fang Buwei specially asked Zhao Shirui to sit in the car, just to let Konoe Masao see his face.

"Do you think that all the Japanese spies are as stupid as you, so you can't hold your breath?" Do you understand the four words 'endure humiliation and bear weight'? Fang Buwei rolled his eyes, "Besides, do you think Lao Tzu's gun is vegetarian?" ”

"Can you see where he's hiding?" Zhao Shirui asked suspiciously.

"Summer insects can't talk about ice!" Fang Buwei snorted coldly.

Zhao Shirui wanted to scold his mother angrily.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go first!" Fang Buwei took off his coat and threw it to Zhao Shirui, "Lao Tzu still has to go to the hospital to raise the corpse......"

"Get out of here!" Zhao Shirui scolded angrily.

"Escort the people back first!" Fang Buwei reminded again, "Nakamura is not an ordinary spy, and it is very likely that the Japanese consulate will send someone to check on ......."

"Don't even have a little bit of face?" Zhao Shirui asked in surprise.

"When are the Japanese going to have their faces?" Fang Buwei sneered.

After the Battle of 128, under the pressure of the international community, the Japanese promised not to send spies and spies to the areas under the control of the Nationalist Government, but everyone knew that this sentence was tantamount to fart.

However, the good thing is that except for intelligence personnel such as diplomats in the embassy who can disclose their identities, the spy agents sent to Nanjing by various Japanese spy agencies will not use the identity of Japanese citizens.

This gave Nanjing's anti-espionage agencies a chance to breathe.

Otherwise, knowing that the other party is guilty, the national government will not dare to deal with it publicly.

Most people think it's incredible, but that's the way it is.

"Damn!" Zhao Shirui scolded hatefully.

"What's the use of just gritting your teeth?" Fang Buwei sneered, "With that kung fu, it's better to think about how to kill a few more devils......"

How many devils can there be in Nanjing?

Zhao Shirui smashed his fist on the roof of the car.

"Hurry up and get down to business, if you want to kill the Japanese, you have a chance!"

Fang Buwei pulled Zhao Shirui away, got into the car and hit the engine, and whistled away with one foot on the accelerator.

Zhao Shirui let out a sullen breath and commanded the team to escort Yamada and Nakamura into the car.

……

Ten minutes later, Fang Buwei rushed to Huangpu Road again.

"According to your explanation, Chief Zheng has dealt with the scene......

The head of the guard didn't report to Fang.

According to the plan, after the ambush was successful, Zheng Shifei and Ye Xingzhong had to evacuate the scene as soon as possible, creating the illusion that the four guards had annihilated the Yamada team.

But Fang Buwei didn't expect that the battle was surprisingly smooth, and Zheng Shifei and Ye Xingzhong were not used at all.

It just so happens that there is no need to even disguise, just erase the traces of Zheng Shifei and Ye Xingzhong's team.

Fang Buwei nodded, and continued to look in the rearview mirror, wiping the disguise on his face.

"What about Lin Zi'an?"

"I was imprisoned by the commander at the gendarmerie headquarters......"

Didn't send it to the secret service?

According to the previous plan, Xing Mingsheng and Lin Zian were to be secretly sent to the secret service.

"Does the commander have other arrangements?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"The commander didn't confess!" The head of the guard replied.

Don't be in a hurry for a few minutes, it's not too late to ask after returning from the hospital.

Fang Buwei nodded subconsciously.

After wiping his face, Fang Buwei changed into a set of clothes handed over by the head of the guard, which was exactly the same as what Lin Zi'an had worn before.

Looking at the pool of blood in the crotch of his pants, Fang Buwei's face suddenly darkened.

The battle was so fierce, as the target of assassination, it was impossible for Fang Buwei to be unscathed, and he had to be more or less injured.

But where can't it hurt, but where do you want to hurt here?

"Who got this?"

The head of the guard had a strange look on his face: "Chief Zheng! ”

I knew it was this bastard.

Fang Buwei sneered again and again.

I didn't even catch a single hair today, and I was angry, so I wanted to make myself a little ugly.

Can it be rare to live in Lao Tzu?

Fang Buwei stretched out his hand and tore his pants, and his pants were torn in half, revealing the cotton pants on the lower half of his body.

He threw the bloodstained part to the guard, and with a "poof" he drew the dagger, which slashed into his left arm like lightning.

"Long ......"

The leader of the guards exclaimed, and before the word "official" could be spoken, Fang Buwei put away his knife.

A wound about an inch long slashed diagonally through the epidermis, revealing the fat underneath.

"When the time comes, it will be said that it was cut by shrapnel......" Fang didn't wait, picked up the dye trouser leg, and wrapped it around the wound three or two times.

Seems like a little close?

After bandaging, Fang Buwei turned around again and looked at the few guards who were either hanging on their arms or on crutches.

The guards were all injured like this, and they only suffered a little injury on their arms, which was really unreasonable.

Before the guard could react, Fang Buwei slammed his head into the right window of the car again.

There was a "bang", and the window shattered.

Several guards were startled, and when Fang Buwei raised his head, they found that he had several pieces of glass shards on his forehead, and blood was constantly flowing down.

"Don't move!" Fang Buwei slapped off the hand of the head of the guard, and asked seriously, "Does this look more terrifying?" ”

The leader of the guards bared his teeth, and he didn't know what to say.

Looking at the madman, in fact, the glass slag had just been pierced into the flesh, and the system didn't even react.

"Let's go!" Fang Buwei shouted, and tilted his head cautiously, for fear that the glass slag would fall.

When he arrived at the hospital, Fang Buwei's face was covered with blood.

The leader of the guards was surprised to find that it was only a minute or two at most, one was not smeared, and the other was not bandaged, so how did the blood on the wound stop?