After two days of surveillance, Yang Yi didn't see any special movement in the secret service, and Wang Dongguo didn't appear, which made him a little anxious.

On the one hand, it was because the matter of Wan Tao Ma Feitian and Baishan was imminent, and on the other hand, he also began to worry about whether Nakamura Haoyue notified the news of the map to the object she wanted to deliver through other channels.

In any case, Yang Yi did not intend to wait any longer.

Dongmen Bridge is a famous distribution market in the city.

The weather in the Northeast is very cold, early in the morning is even more cold directly into the bone marrow, it seems that the blood can be frozen, but the market of Dongmen Bridge has been lively early, those who sell all kinds of side dishes, grain and rice and other colorful merchants are selling, the sound of the common people bargaining, are steaming in the heat rising in front of all kinds of snack stalls.

Yang Yi walked in the crowd, holding the fried dough sticks that had just come out of the pot in one hand and eating them unhurriedly, and stopped in front of a pork stall, and the fried dough sticks in his hand were just finished at this time.

"Brother, some meat?"

When the butcher who sold the meat saw the business, he patted the pork that was still steaming slightly with a knife and said attentively: "Look at how fat this pork is, it is full of three fingers of fat, you can't find better pork than me in this Dongmen Bridge!" ”

"Bring me two by two bones!" Yang Yi said.

The butcher raised his eyebrows and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, you are looking for fault early in the morning, right, how can I sell two or two bones?" ”

Yang Yi didn't answer and walked to the next pork stall.

"Little brother, do you want bones?"

The owner of the pork stall next to him was a thin and tall man, who should have heard the words of the butcher next door and beckoned: "On this cold day, the bone broth is delicious, my brother is a knowledgeable person, I will sell it to you......"

"Feed the dogs!" Yang Yi said unhurriedly.

"My brother is a kind man......"

The tall and thin stall owner chopped his bones and replied with a smile, ignoring the butcher's expression on the stall next door looking at himself and Yang Yi as if he were looking at a fool.

After taking the bone, Yang Yi didn't mean to pay, he turned his head and left, and the thin and tall man didn't seem to have any intention of asking for money, and greeted the next customer by himself.

Yang Yi walked through the street and saw the thatched house from a distance before he stopped and waited.

It didn't take long for the tall thin man from the pork stall to run over with his stomach covered, and when he passed by Yang Yi's side, the straw paper in his hand seemed to be unstable and fell at Yang Yi's feet, and the thin man rushed into the thatched house without looking back.

Yang Yi lowered his head and tied his shoes, then got up and walked away, the straw paper on the ground had disappeared without a trace.

There is a breakfast shop not far from Dongmen Bridge, hot mutton soup and big buns, you can smell the fragrance from afar, all kinds of people are crowded in the steamed bun shop that can not see the original color of the table to drink soup and eat steamed buns, business is excellent.

When Yang Yi came, he ate two fritters, he was already very full, but he still asked for a bowl of mutton soup and drank it with a sigh, someone came and went at his table, and after half an hour, the business in the shop was obviously cold, and he had no intention of leaving, ignoring the disgusted expression of the two people who opened the bun shop.

Just when the two people in the bun shop couldn't help but want to pick up people, the tall and thin pork stall owner strode over and shouted: "Old rules, five big buns to take away!" ”

"Fu Zhugan, did you close the stall so early today?"

The two people in the bun shop suddenly greeted with a smile on their faces, obviously a regular customer.

"Show my mother-in-law, it's too cold this day, I'll go back to the house for a while!"

The tall and thin man known as Fu Zhupole smiled, threw out some scattered bills, and directly stretched out his big hand to pinch a few buns and left, and the fist-sized buns were stuffed into his mouth, and most of them were gone.

Only then did Yang Yi get up and leave slowly.

Walking through the streets and alleys, there was no one else around, except for Fu Zhupole and Yang Yi, who followed unhurriedly.

Fu Zhugan stopped, turned his head and stared at Yang Yi directly, and said in a muffled voice: "Friend, are you angry?" ”

"I'm not one of yours, my eyes are normal!" Yang Yi replied with a smile.

"And how do you know our connector code?"

Fu Zhugan's voice was instantly cold, and in the alleys on the left and right, several men dressed in various colors with cold eyes appeared in an instant, staring at Yang Yi vigilantly, with their hands in their arms or in their sleeves, obviously with guys, as long as Yang Yi did not give a reasonable explanation, they would immediately kill Yang Yi.

"Wang Dongguo!"

Yang Yi said Wang Dongguo's name.

"Knowing that Captain Wang's name is more, how can we believe you?"

Fu Zhugan was a few people, and when they heard Wang Dongguo's name, they still did not relax in the slightest.

Although Wang Dongguo told Yang Yi the code words and met here, it was really when Wang Dongguo arrived here, and now that Wang Dongguo has not come, where can he prove himself?

But since Yang Yi is here, he must have thought of a way to prove himself, and with a slight smile, he suddenly started to pounce forward and smashed it out with a punch!

The roaring fist tore through the air, almost like thunder!

"Damn it!"

Fu Zhugan was taken aback and quickly flew back, but he was still hit by most of the punch, and he almost fell backwards as if he had been hit by a galloping horse!

"Damn it!"

"This bastard has a ghost, kill him ......"

The rest of the people also screamed, and they all pulled out sharp blades from their cuffs and waists, and pounced towards Yang Yi.

It's not that they don't have guns, it's just that this city is the territory of the Japanese, and no one will use guns unless they have to, not to mention that five or six of them deal with Yang Yi, and they also feel that they have the opportunity to win.

It's just that they underestimate Yang Yi too much!

When he pounced on the talisman bamboo pole, Yang Yi suddenly turned around and punched out his fists!

The two men who pounced on Yang Yi first didn't have time to dodge at all, they were hit in the waist and abdomen by a punch, and they flew out with a miserable snort, curled up in the corner like cooked shrimp, trembling all over, and couldn't get up!

Kill!

Another man swooped in, and the sharp knife stabbed him in the chest, and he was about to stab Yang Yi through the heart!

However, Yang Yi's hand protruded out of thin air, and he pinched the man's wrist, and suddenly exerted his strength, the man only felt that his wrist seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and even the wrist bones were about to be shattered.

"Stop!"

At the same time, Yang Yi's five fingers were like hooks, and he held the man's throat fiercely, and his eyes looked at Fu Zhugan and the others who were struggling to get up and pounce on them like a blade. Roar!

His five fingers weren't steel, but no one would doubt that he could easily break the man's neck with his five fingers!