It turns out that this is the strategy of the Seventh Bureau for so long, as a special agent of the Seventh Bureau, almost everyone has that kind of temperament, and the killing intent in their hearts is suddenly monstrous. But it is easy to be recognized by the cunning enemy, that is, the brainwaves about the battle just mentioned, that is, the materialized murderous energy, which can be detected.

Representatives of this category of people. It's my Lao Tzu, Zhang Wentian, who is said to be an extremely bullish person. I don't know to what extent the cow fork is, but I heard Chu Fatzi say something, Chu Fatzi said, my father's code name is "Live Zhang Fei". Zhang Wentian may not be his real name, Chu Fatzi said, my father often hangs on his lips is such a sentence

"Ask the world how many heads there are, see how the old man's marksmanship is"

Gorgeous and gorgeous. Gorgeous and gorgeous, you can imagine that my dad is wearing a black trench coat, a top hat, two guns in his hands, and corpses all over the ground, and he is drunk when he thinks about it.

This type of person is suitable for doing "bright work", that is, taking the order of the seventh bureau to do things, with clear goals, no mistakes, and clean. However, it is not suitable for undercover work, which is relatively high-tech.

The representative of the other category is this damn Chu Fat Man.

Chu Fatzi is more philistine, with a pure cotton white lazy vest and slippers and banana fans. You'll find such people in any hutong in Beijing. If you mix in the crowd, you will disappear, but if Chu Fatzi starts to be ruthless, it will not be easy to provoke. When Chu Fatzi was still a recruit, the first time he touched the gun, he said to the squad leader: Can I not use this eighty-one bar, don't say the imitation, it feels a little too brittle, you talk to the above, can you give us a bigger one, the squad leader also felt funny, said that the 12.7 machine gun on the armored car do you think it? Why don't you move it down and try it with a few shots, this fat man Chu doesn't know if he is naïve or lacking in heart, he really dismantles it when the vehicle is overhauled, and finds that the structure of this gun is impossible to hold the fire, so he can only give up.

In 1989, the fat man went on a mission, and the specific task will not be mentioned here, he was ordered to go to Nanchang and keep an eye on a foreigner who illegally crossed the border to investigate. This foreigner is really not an ordinary product, and during the self-defense counterattack, this product was mixed in Southeast Asia. Later, it appeared in the Soviet Union and Yugoslavia at that time, and I don't know if the foreign "fraternal units" were too confident in their own intelligence systems, or if they simply did not look down on our capabilities in the 90s, and actually sent this familiar face to the goods.

He originally wanted to pass through Nanchang from Shanghai and then to Tibet through Sichuan as a businessman, saying that he was a market researcher of a certain foreign company. With the help of China's reform and opening up, we will study and investigate the market.

Naturally, the customs will not investigate too deeply, and all the passports, documents and visas are OK, and they will be released, and this person is still targeted by the Seventh Bureau in Shanghai.

After Chu Fatzi received the order, he was not in a hurry, flying from Beijing to Nanchang, he did not rush to contact the foreigner, but temporarily made a cameo job as a postman in the local area. In addition, he can speak the dialects of various places, and after a week, he basically understands the surrounding environment.

Chu Fatzi has the face of Maitreya Buddha and a harmonious atmosphere. The sanitation aunt on the street at the entrance of the waterworks will greet him with a smile.

The foreigner was in the hotel, and he stayed for 2 weeks, maybe he also felt that he would show his feet in such a hurry. is still relatively calm, and Chu Fatzi is more stable than him. Still unhurried to deliver letters and newspapers in the community around the hotel.

One day, it was already 9 o'clock in the morning, and the foreigner came back from outside. Just turned around from the intersection of the street, Chu Fatzi rode a green Phoenix brand bicycle, which was the kind of postal service. Walking from another intersection, one didn't pay attention, and suddenly knocked the foreigner down.

The foreigner got up and glared angrily at the fat man. I didn't know what I was talking about.

“！ @#￥%……&！ @#“

Chu Fatzi's level of foreign language ABC can't be understood at all, even if he understands it, he can't show it, and in connection with the context analysis, it is estimated that this foreign boy may be scolding the street.

Chu Fatzi looked apologetic, after all, in Nanchang at that time, there were very few foreigners. As a host, you should have the demeanor of a master. Chu Fatzi said in an authentic Jiangxi dialect: "I'm sorry, the car is out of brakes, are you okay?" he stretched out his hand as he spoke, trying to pull him up.

I don't know if this foreigner is a real bastard, or if he was deceived by Chu Fatzi's harmless expression. Holding his hand and standing up, as soon as Chu Fatzi shook his right hand, he had a bottom in his heart, good boy, it's you.

There is some information about this guy in the seventh bureau, but there is more text information, and the only few photos are not particularly real. Now it looks like this guy is quite a gentleman. The hair is polished with hair oil and meticulously smeared. But the inside of his right index finger has a thick callus, needless to say, it is a callouse that has been sharpened by a gun for many years.

A foreign devil who has been putting guns all the year round, dressed like this, came to Nanchang, plus those photos. The identity was basically confirmed, and the people outside the Seventh Bureau came back with news that this kid went to Tibet this time, not for anything else, but to touch our garrison in Tibet.

In 1989, what a year was it, and a great change was brewing in the world. The order of the seven rounds is simple,

"God says good things, and return to the palace to bring auspiciousness. Seal the mouth of the Lord of the Stove for me."

Originally, it would have been easy to kill him. However, at that time, the international environment was complicated, and a foreigner died in the territory for no apparent reason. Even if it is missing, there will be a lot of trouble diplomatically, and the meaning of the seventh bureau is to add some "condiment" to this Yanmar. Let him give up.

Chu Fatzi was still in line with the host's politeness, with a smile on his face, and the foreign devil was also very cautious, muttering a few words and going back to the hotel.

That night, Chu Fatzi made a move, and together with Liu Zhihu of the Seventh Bureau in Nanchang, he cut off the electricity in the foreigner's room, and then disguised himself as a maintenance worker and entered the room. Chinese kung fu is broad and profound, Liu Zhihu, who acted together, was dressed in southern kung fu, and he took a precise and ruthless routine, and he put down the foreigner with three punches and two feet, and secretly transported it to an abandoned factory in the north of Nanchang City.

The foreigner was handcuffed and hung on the old lathe, seeing that Liu Zhihu's expression was not good, and he didn't talk to him, he actually used semi-fluent Chinese to negotiate with Chu Fatzi, who was picking his feet. What to say about illegal detention is inhumane. Chu Fatzi also smiled and asked him the purpose of coming to China. Don't force him to use special methods, I heard that the FBI torture methods are two-fold. You don't need this in the Great Celestial Empire. Let's also go back to the past, let him see the creation of the Chinese ancestors.

Saying that, he gave Liu Zhihu a look, Liu Zhihu walked into him with a cruel smile, holding a sharp scalpel in his hand, and the foreigner was not a straw bag, seeing the opportunity, he suddenly suspended a knee in the air, which hit Liu Zhihu's lower abdomen, and then did the action of lifting the ring in individual exercises. One turned over, and he turned over to the iron beam above, and before Chu Fatzi could react, he pulled out an iron wire from the sole of his leather shoe, opened the handcuffs in a few clicks, squatted on the iron beam, and gave Chu Fatman a middle finger.

When did the fat man suffer this, it seems that he still underestimated this foreign devil, Chu Fat Man stood up with a swish, and pulled out his special Nepalese Gurkha scimitar from his waist. rushed up in a few steps, and the foreign devil walked high and high, and he and Chu Fatzi went around. The foreigner jumped from this machine tool to that machine tool, and there were still a few steps to break out of the window, when he suddenly heard a sudden sound of strong wind behind him, followed by a pain in his calf, and the scimitar had pierced his calf. With a pop, he fell off the lathe.

Chu Fatzi didn't give him a chance to draw a knife to fight back at all, rushed up, kicked him in the jaw, and the murderous intent was already rising, pulled out the scimitar, and gave him a broken corpse, and then he poured the corpse pieces into a gasoline drum with concrete and sank into the Ganjiang River.

Later, according to Liu Zhihu, at that moment, the fat man's expression was still hippie and smiling. It is incompatible with the bloody scene of the time.

Thinking of the glorious years of the fat man, I can't help but be speechless, it's so TMD crazy, I am the same as him, this second kind of person? But instinctively, I still resisted in my heart.

"What do you think! Fuck go get your gear, go to the warehouse training ground in 20 minutes, there's a new stubble to report today, you guys wait for me there"

Chu Fat interrupted my thoughts, I jumped out of bed, put on the T-shirt and ran out of the laboratory.