Waving his hand slightly, he is extremely fast, and appears alert, cautious, and capable.

To say something unpleasant is to be sneaky.

Zhang Han immediately paid attention.

The window over there was a sunken form, and there were thick curtains on the window, the kind of bamboo knots strung together, like tassels, and the woman's hands were stretched out and swayed from the tassels.

Zhang Han is naturally sensitive to beautiful women, and a red crisp hand stretched out from a tassel like a piece of mahjong is such an alluring scenery?

The high-powered telescope is looking at the detailed observation, and it is idle anyway, behind such a smooth and white little hand, there must be a white and tender, fragrant beauty, right?

What if she's only wearing a small belly pocket or pajamas? No, what about a peek into the street scene below?

In the shot, the white and smooth hand retracted into the mahjong bamboo curtain and held something.

Gun?

Barrel?

Zhang Han blew up immediately!

Assassin!

He must have come to assassinate Madame Chiang!

A chill ran down his spine, and he hurriedly fixed his gaze: yes, a rifle was hidden behind the curtain of tassels, which had been parted and half soft, tentatively.

Zhang Han quickly observed the distance between the building and himself, and calculated the time to arrive.

Now, the people on the street must be reminded immediately to do a good job of protecting Madame Chiang.

No matter what happens to this old lady of the loser in the future, but, after all, it is the all-people war of resistance now, and it is a great practice for people to risk going to the battlefield to reward the officers and soldiers who participated in the war!

If there was a gun, the assassin would have been killed.

If there is an empty bag of ammunition, it will be thrown directly on the street, disturbing everyone, and Mrs. Jiang will naturally hide and protect it.

However, he had nothing but a high-powered monocular, a miniature switchblade on his fingers, a boiling heart that loved beauty, and a gun under his crotch called the Cannon series!

The enemy's plot must not be allowed to succeed!

Zhang Han's Shadow Soldier King was originally doing this.

He had an idea and leaned forward.

This is the public balcony of the building, at the entrance of the building, there is a window to communicate with the stairs inside, so you can get close to it at will, because the lively scenery on the street quickly attracted many people to see it.

Not only this floor, but also above, it is estimated that the residents on the other side of the building, or the tenants, are inconvenient to see the windows of the people's rooms on this side, so they can only crowd to the public stall platform.

In addition to Zhang Han, there are seven other people here.

Men don't mention it, Zhang Han is not interested, women, well, too ugly, too small, too old!

Of the five women, the only thing that can be seen is a beautiful young woman, or the shadow behind it.

Zhang Han is a cheongsam control, this young woman is, looking at it from behind, the snow-white long neck, as elegant as the white swan, and the high bun pulled up, is a typical Republic of China style, on the snow-white cheongsam, there are many graceful and coiled blue patterns, a bit of the elegant taste of blue and white porcelain.

The water snake waist and big butt are completely attached to the thin cheongsam in summer, and even, because of the strong light on the street side, some perspective effects can be seen from Zhang Han's side.

That kind of visual, it's an explosion!

People seem to have just come out of the bath, and they smell of soap.

Zhang Han brewed his emotions for a moment, folded the high-powered telescope, walked up quickly, and hugged the beautiful young woman from behind.

When you hug it, the left hand is reflected, and the right hand is in its prime!

No, no, the left hand is small, and the right hand is ...... The two Xiaoliang Mountains in front of Wu Zetian's mausoleum!

hugged her fiercely, stuck to the front of Zhang Han's body, and pinched her hard twice with her right hand.

"Yikes!" A high-pitched scream of a wildcat being trampled on its tail resounded throughout the universe!

Instinctively struggling frantically, turning around and pushing with both hands, the beautiful young woman cried, "Hooligan, catch the hooligan!" ”

Suddenly, all the people on the balcony turned their voices, looking at the beautiful young woman and Zhang Han in horror.

On the street, the originally solemn atmosphere immediately changed, and countless people, including the officers and soldiers of the German Mechanic Division, the cheongsam beauties of the condolence group, and the spectators and idlers on the street, all turned their eyes to this side.

All of them craned their necks to look like ducks pinched by an invisible hand!

Zhang Han didn't let go immediately, but further chirped on the face of the beautiful young woman, opened the bow left and right, and kissed twice.

Sure enough, it's a beautiful young woman, her face and neck are as wonderful as Qianying!

Zhang Han sighed in admiration and hugged her fiercely, because she had turned around slipperily. That kind of cheongsam is silk texture, smooth, and Zhang Han deliberately released water, she can turn around instantly, and in this way, she will be face to face with Zhang Han.

This hug put her on Zhang Han's body, and suddenly, the two mountains pressed angrily.

Three mountains are comfortable.

I really want to keep hugging it like this, all eyes on it, comfortable......

After noticing that he had become the focus of public opinion, especially after noticing that Mrs. Jiang's entourage had instinctively stepped forward and covered her, Zhang Han left the beautiful young woman and turned around and rushed into the stairwell.

"Catch the hooligans, catch the hooligans! Woooooooo The beautiful young woman who had suffered a loss cried loudly.

The people on the platform also got angry: "Quick, catch the hooligans!" Kill that bastard! ”

Several people chased after him.

On the street, the guiding officers of the German armament division are really of good quality, and they have guided many officers and soldiers, and around Madame Chiang, a ring-shaped protective layer has been formed, all of which are Deguo original 98k rifles, standing up in a row, pointing to the surrounding 360-degree space, like a large group of hedgehogs that have exploded.

"Madame Protection!"

Zhang Han shuttled through the rooms of the building, easily got rid of a few old, weak, sick and disabled pretending to chase him, jumped and shuttled between the buildings, and then broke through the window, entered the corridor in the building from the wing, and came to the door of the room accurately.

Toot toot!

Knock.

"Who?" A woman's voice, cold and alert, however, the sound quality is still very good.

"I, I, I! I! Wife, I'm back, I'm back, quick, I've drunk too much, poof! Zhang Han pretended to be a drunk, banged on the door with his inside, and said drunkly.

"Get out of here, drunk, you've made the mistake!" The woman inside said impatiently.

"Wife, woo woo, you can't do this? Open the door, open the door, I'm your man, ah? You don't open the door? Isn't it inconvenient? Could it be that you steal men at home? Open the door! If you don't open the door, Lao Tzu slammed the door, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu shouted, ah, they are all here, they are all here, my wife has stolen people! Zhang Han screamed loudly and like a splash.

No one came to see it, because they were all on the side of the street to watch the condolences of the German mechanic and Madame Chiang.

Zhang Han's voice echoed arrogantly throughout the corridors and corridors.

Bang, the door opened, a strong incense breeze blew out, and a woman stretched out a hand, grabbed Zhang Han's collar, dragged him in, and then kicked the door shut.