"The Presidential Palace?"

Zhao Zilong snorted coldly and asked, "What about the president?" ”

"This?" When the second dog heard this, he opened his mouth wide, a little stunned, and then he was a little confused, "President, isn't it changed every four years?" How do I remember so many ......"

Although the other two dogs didn't speak, their faces were not good-looking.

"I'm going to go in for an interview and take pictures, get out of the way, delay time, only you ask."

Glancing at a few people, Zhao Zilong straightened his face, took out the prepared fake documents and raised them in front of them, and then walked in without waiting for them to react.

The two dogs were stunned, and they didn't know what to do, so they put down the barrel of the gun, but the appearance of holding the gun was like dragging a broom.

The second dog who asked just now saw the back of Zhao Zilong who walked away, but suddenly shouted: "Come back, you come back for me!" ”

But Zhao Zilong didn't seem to have heard of it, so he didn't care about it, and just moved forward.

As he walked, he observed the movement around him, and remembered the last time he had infiltrated the presidential palace.

At that time, he had hidden under the truck beforehand, so that he could avoid inspection and enter inside.

It's just that that time he went directly to the parking lot near the lobby, and later went to Zichaolou to catch the devil commander Chaoxianggongjiu. And when I came out, because I was driving a truck, and it was at night, I didn't know much about my surroundings.

Suddenly, when Zhao Zilong had only walked less than a hundred meters, he saw three black cars driving in from a distance.

The three cars came to a stop after a half-circle around the flower pond in the presidential palace, and then the doors opened one after another, and several imposing people came out of it.

"Who is that?" Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up, and after quickly observing the surroundings, he immediately hid behind a few big trees.

As the crowd in the car came out one after another, he found that the largest number of them was actually the day-himself!

However, based on the photos provided by Yang Tielan and the impressions in the previous newspapers, Zhao Zilong quickly locked on one of the Chinese.

Right!

It's the handsome man with 'alabaster on his face'.

If you are not mistaken, this person is the number one traitor in the sky, and the traitor Wang Jing is undoubtedly fake!

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and his hands tightened. His heart began to pound, such a big goal, so careless?

Zhao Zilong was hiding in the shadows now, and no one was paying attention, so he quietly pressed his hand on the pistol in his arms.

He chose the gilded Browning given by Governor Li Zongren.

Today, he felt that it was worth the money to use this gun to turn off Wang Jing's fake!

No matter how despised Wang Jingpseudo is, after all, he is one of the "Four Sons of the Republic of China" who swept the country back then.

That Wang Jingpseudo got out of the car, and walked towards the gate in a graceful manner, escorted by a group of Japanese-himself.

And their direction was facing Zhao Zilong.

Wang Jingpseudo's hair is shiny, and it is separated from the middle, and from a distance, it looks like a hero pretentious.

Zhao Zilong kept staring at the other party, and his hand holding the gun began to tremble slightly.

It's not that he's scared or excited, it's an instinctive reaction of his body.

This made him a little puzzled, which had never been seen in the previous years of his assassin career.

Could it be that the goal is wrong?

Zhao Zilong frowned, and then shook his head slightly, shouldn't it, this traitor with a heavenly name, a big traitor who everyone gets and is punished, who would be mistaken?

100 meters, 90 meters, 80 meters, he constantly corrected the distance and the direction of the gun through visual inspection.

If he goes into the range of a pistol of fifty meters, he will shoot decisively!

Seventy meters, sixty meters, Zhao Zilong silently recorded the distance in his heart. It seems that today is destined to be a day to be written in history.

At this time, he couldn't help but think that in distant Europe, the assassin of the Austrian crown prince, Princip, was such a young assassin, only a nineteen-year-old hot-blooded youth.

And how did you calmly fire seven shots in a row?

Of course, the nineteen-year-old Serbian hot-blooded young man, who was later found to be a member of the Mafia, a member of a Serbian national salvation organization, was premeditated for a long time.

At the critical juncture of his thinking, at this time, the exciting figure, Wang Jingpseudo, the great assassin who assassinated the former Qing regent, entered his fifty-meter range.

Zhao Zilong pursed his mouth, his eyes were cold, and he calmly raised his pistol.

Inside the pistol's crosshairs, the figure of a man slowly appeared, and it grew larger and larger.

At this time, Zhao Zilong's heart suddenly calmed down like a pool of lake water.

However, at this critical moment, a person emerged from the second car.

Zhao Zilong glanced at it, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he quickly stopped the gun board that was about to be pulled.

If the previous Wang Jingpseudo was handsome, then this one is even more handsome. If the previous one was coated with alabaster, then the latter one was at least twice as large as the previous one.

If the partial-part hair of the previous one is oily, the one in the back is simply shiny.

"How could there be two Wang Jing pseudo-ones at the same time and in the same place?"

Zhao Zilong was shocked for a while.

What's even more infuriating is that at this moment, a Japanese quietly touched up from behind and raised his hand to salute the 'Wang Jingpseudo' in the back!

"Chairman Wang!" This short Japanese-Japanese person said respectfully: "Japan has sent troops to Central China to greet President Wang's representative Fujiichiro for a long time!" ”

"It's hard work." Although he seemed to be dusty, this 'Wang Jingpseudo' still talked to the Japanese meticulously before preparing to leave.

Before leaving, 'Wang Jingfu' photographed a person who was in the day.

The Japanese saluted and hurriedly gathered around.

Zhao Zilong locked on the target behind him in a split second. Assassination is not the same as a duel, and trying not to let the other party find out is the most clever plan.

But a second before the trigger was pulled, the Japanese who was upside down used his fat pig-like body to cover the key parts of the two Wang Jingpseudo.

At this time, Zhao Zilong was still able to hit the target. But the meaning of the assassination has been lost, because he cannot guarantee that the target will be killed with one shot.

After that, the Japanese who was upside down used a backward posture to escort the two 'Wang Jingpseudo' to the inner room of the presidential palace.

Zhao Zilong frowned, and his cold gaze was firmly fixed on the disappearing figure in the distance.

Then, he quickly packed up the pistol and looked into the distance, where there was already a row of devil soldiers and two dogs.

It's daylight, and if he gets closer, he'll be easily spotted.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zilong walked out a little stupidly.

"Hey! Show your ID. ”

When he passed the gate of the presidential palace, the nerves of the two dog guards at the door suddenly tensed.

"Yaga!"

Zhao Zilong was holding back his anger, scolded in devilish words, and directly kicked one of them down.

This kick was very technical, as he kicked directly into the opponent's pants. The second dog didn't even have the strength to complain.

However, when Zhao Zilong was about to leave, a devil patrol team came out of it.

When these devils saw Zhao Zilong beating the two dogs, they immediately surrounded them and raised the 38 big cover in their hands.