"Huhu~Huhu~"

"Xiao Yong, let's sleep here for a night's rest, I really can't walk. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Zhendong gasped, leaned his back against a tree, and said to Zhao Haiyong, who was walking in front.

Zhao Haiyong frowned: This is the third time Wang Zhendong has said the same thing to himself.

[This old guy is a complete waste, he can't walk fast, he can't run, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid I'll drag me down, it's better to-]

Zhao Haiyong thought so in his heart, the impatience in his eyes became more and more obvious, and even an inexplicable look flashed, but it was well covered by the night.

Now Zhao Haiyong feels that Wang Zhendong is useless when he is old, and he doesn't want to think about it at the beginning, if it weren't for Wang Zhendong's strong recommendation in the heavy industry unit, he Zhao Haiyong is a new newcomer who can't be new, and wants to participate in the unit's weapons and equipment design, heh, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat!

He thought too much.

Not to mention the opportunity to be able to get some information that is not particularly confidential and leave the unit safely without being suspected, Zhao Haiyong did this, if it were not for Wang Zhendong, the director, who was under cover, he would have been invited by the Ministry of State Security to 'drink tea', where would it be his turn to be the king of the mountain here?

Zhao Haiyong at that time, didn't he follow Wang Zhendong behind him one day, one Director Wang on the left and one Director Wang on the right, how could he not think that Wang Zhendong was old and useless, and he was a waste?

Of course, these memories may have been selectively forgotten by Zhao Haiyong, after all, he will not return to this unit again in the future.

So, Director Wang?

Oh, when I can afford you or need you, I call you 'Director Wang', and now you have nothing to do, and you still regard yourself as a director?

Zhao Haiyong sneered in his heart.

Even if he worked for the same organization, Zhao Haiyong didn't feel that Wang Zhendong was much better than himself. On the contrary, he was born ten years earlier than himself, and he didn't get as much information as he got in the past few years, and he looked down on this 'Director Wang' more and more in his heart.

As everyone knows, Wang Zhendong has left a way back for himself, and Zhao Haiyong is too young after all.

Brainwashed people, it is really not easy for their thinking to return to normal, in addition to fanaticism, it is still fanatical.

Just like extreme religious beliefs, crazy as crazy.

Do you think that the spies of the same organization are monolithic?

It's never been before!

For example, Xiao Ri-Benben and Nan-Han Stick, both of them are the Western camp of the United States, these two can pee into a pot without the strong pressure of America?

Where there are people, there is fighting, and our Chinese ancestors are telling the truth, and future generations should use their hearts to understand the deep meaning.

"If we don't pass through this mountain range, there is a great possibility that we will be blocked in the mountains, and then there will really be no way to enter the heavens and no way to enter the earth, so we can only wait for death."

Zhao Haiyong said to Wang Zhendong full of sorrow.

Wang Zhendong leaned against a tree, panting, greedily inhaling the cold air to stimulate his lungs, otherwise he would have fallen into a deep sleep immediately.

Tired, so tired.

I can't remember how long it has been since I exercised at such an intensity, but now I only feel a heart-rending pain in my body, skin, tendons, muscles, bones, there is not an inch of pain in my body!

The whole person is on the verge of falling apart.

Wang Zhendong sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and just wanted to sleep well, and wait until he woke up.

The bouts of sleepiness had made it impossible for Wang Zhendong to maintain his clear mind, and the dizziness brought by hunger to his brain made Venus appear in front of his eyes.

"Director Wang?"

"Brother Dong, wake up? Brother Dong? ”

Zhao Haiyong screamed softly, and Wang Zhendong leaned against the tree as if he had fallen asleep and did not respond.

"Brother Dong, if we don't wake up, we're going to be made dumplings!"

Zhao Haiyong stared at Wang Zhendong's face, trying to see something, but he didn't find anything, Wang Zhendong seemed to be really asleep?

[Old fellow, whoever made you is already a burden to me, I will free you immediately, you don't have to thank me! ――】

Zhao Haiyong's heart was ruthless, his face became hideous, and he took out a pistol in his right hand, and the cold body of the gun made him tremble.

[No, I left in a hurry, and there was no silencer on the gun. If you shoot, the sound of gunfire will echo farther through the mountains, and you may attract pursuers. 】

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Haiyong slowly put down his right hand that was halfway up the gun, put the gun back, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra dagger on his right hand!

A dagger that was pitch black, and even the blade of the knife was soaked in ink, was almost ignored in the dim darkness of the night!

Is this dagger being fed with poison?!

Holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, Zhao Haiyong slowly approached Wang Zhendong.

[Director Wang, you can have a good rest in a while, I will fulfill your last wish and let you rest with peace of mind. 】

[Hmph, why are you pressing me everywhere, I want to let the organization know that I am a more useful person than you!] I am the one who has contributed the most to the organization! 】

[Brother Dong, without your drag, I will go faster, and I have a good chance of survival. I'm sorry for you, Brother Dong, I'll live well for you! 】

。。。。。

As soon as the thought arose, all the chaotic thoughts in Zhao Haiyong's mind came up, his face gradually became hideous and vicious, and the dagger in his hand was slowly raised-

[Die! 】

Zhao Haiyong shouted in his heart, the dagger in his hand was raised high, and it fell fiercely!

Pu――

Pu――

"Ahh

With the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, a miserable howl sounded.

At this moment, Wang Zhendong, who was too tired to lean against the tree and 'fall asleep', turned over and stood up, holding a 92 pistol in his right hand, not looking at Zhao Haiyong who fell to the ground, and turning straight with the gun in his right hand-

The muzzles of the three black holes were pointed at Wang Zhendong's head, as if Wang Zhendong had taken the initiative to bump into them.

Although it was a cold and windy winter moon, cold sweat still flowed down Wang Zhendong's cheeks in an instant.

Wang Zhendong's exhaustion is indeed real, but he is not worried about Zhao Haiyong along the way, so he actually thought of the same way as Zhao Haiyong - to get rid of the other party.

It's just that Wang Zhendong is good at forbearance, and he was able to endure until the last moment without moving, and he unexpectedly ran into Yang Feng and others who launched an attack at this time.

Yang Feng and the others only came for more than a minute, just in time for this good show.

Seeing that Zhao Haiyong was about to move the real thing, Wang Zhendong was about to be killed in his sleep, and they were in a hurry, and they couldn't wait to go up immediately to wake up this sleepy and annoying guy.

I can't help it, although I hate it, but I can't watch this guy die in front of my eyes. Yang Feng: They still want to bring these two guys back alive.

When Shen Stick and Liu'er saw that Zhao Haiyong was about to make a move, they also threw out their respective daggers, hitting Zhao Haiyong's left shoulder and right arm respectively, and he fell to the ground with a scream of pain. (To be continued.) )