In the secluded alley, a man dressed in the clothes of ordinary people scurried down the alley, wearing a hat with a low brim, almost covering most of his face, but from time to time, when he looked back, he revealed his slender eyebrows like a snake's tail and small, round eyes that looked like a mouse.

If it's not Park Xiangil, who else could it be?

Park Xiangri heard the screams and angry scolding of those Japanese spies when they were corrected on the spot, but Park Xiangri sneered at these angry scoldings and curses, and disdained them to the extreme, saying in his heart that Lao Tzu betrayed you, so what?

If you don't betray you, Lao Tzu will have to die with you, Lao Tzu is not a fool, and you are not Lao Tzu's relatives, why do you want Lao Tzu to die with you?

Therefore, for those subordinates who were betrayed by himself in exchange for the opportunity to live, Park Xiangri did not feel the slightest guilt, and even faintly felt a little happy for the rest of his life!

He was glad that the French, as well as the mayor of Shanghai, were afraid of the powerful empire after all, so even if he had to kill some people to appease the anger of the people, he also wanted to leave a way back for himself.

Otherwise, Park Xiangri believes that not to mention that his subordinates will die, even himself, I am afraid that he will not escape death today!

Just as he was thinking about this, Park Xiangri's footsteps suddenly stopped, because in front of him, there were two unkind men blocking his way at the end of the alley in the distance, and they were slowly approaching him!

The two men were wearing unseasonable trench coats, one hand inside an open trench coat with a large bulge inside.

It was clear that there was a submachine gun hidden under that trench coat!

Damn it!

Park Xiangri gritted his teeth fiercely, secretly scolding himself for being so careless and being targeted.

He wanted to fight hard, but his heart beat like a dense drumbeat, and the ghost drove him into another alley as fast as he could.

It's a pity that in many places, there are men in the same dress who surround them!

Ahh......hhh

Park Xiang-il screamed and ran wildly, and he suddenly realized that he was so timid, far from being as ruthless and resolute as he showed in front of his subordinates.

In the end, he was forced to the top of a building in the siege, there were already several men and women standing on the roof, Yang Yi, who had changed his clothes but still couldn't hide the bloody atmosphere, as well as Bai Lan, Old Man Bai and others, all around, outflanking You Cailin, Song Kunshan and others who had put Park Xiang ** on the roof of the building with guns, and blocked all the way.

"Don't come here, don't come here, I'll shoot if you come here again......"

Park Xiangri pulled out a short gun and danced wildly, aiming at the surrounding crowd, his voice sharp because of fear like an infinitely taut tightrope, which would break at any time.

The crowd stopped.

But Song Kunshan strode forward with a flower machine, completely ignoring the trembling yellow leaf-like short gun in Park Xiangri's hand, and without hesitation, he rounded the butt of the gun, and smashed the butt of the gun on Park Xiangri's waist.

With a muffled sound like a hammer smashing on ripe yellow mud, Park Xiangri fell down with a wail, and the short gun in his hand flew far away.

Park Xiangri didn't dare to shoot after all, he wanted to live.

"Phew!"

Song Kunshan took a sip fiercely, kicked the short gun out of the distance, and then said triumphantly: "Who are you scaring about?" Lao Tzu scared? ”

You Cailin and the others looked at Song Kunshan with contempt, and said in their hearts that they are not afraid, they are not afraid of your sweat, you are not a mother, let alone hot, although the weather is indeed very hot.

Song Kunshan directly ignored these contempts, or directly regarded these contemptuous eyes as admiration, so he was doubly proud.

Park Xiangri crawled in front of Yang Yi, grabbed Yang Yi's trouser legs and cried bitterly: "Yang Ye, Yang Ye spare your life, Yang Ye ......"

"How do you know me?"

Yang Yi looked down at Park Xiangri slightly, his eyes seemed to be looking down on the ants at his feet.

Park Xiangri was ordered to track the whereabouts of the gold, and then noticed Yang Yi's whereabouts.

"Who knows that I am the one who broke into the secret service in Manchuria except for you?" Yang Yi asked.

"Everyone who knows your identity is Yang Ye, all of them are dead, except for me, ......"

When Park Xiangri said this, he looked at Yang Yi with a look on his face and said: "But I have already handed over your identity information to an absolutely reliable person, if I die, Yang Ye, your identity will be immediately sent to the headquarters of the secret service through a telegram, so Yang Ye, you must not kill me, as long as you let me go, I promise to abide by this secret and will not let anyone know......"

"Brother Yang, you must not believe him!"

Bai Lan said: "This guy can even betray his own subordinates, just to live for himself, this kind of person is shameless to the extreme, what else can't he do......"

Deng Shiyou also passed on his life experience to Yang Yi on the side, and only the dead can keep secrets!

Yang Yi ignored Bai Lan or Deng Shiyou's words, just looked at Park Xiangri and said, "I can let you go, but this alone is far from enough...... You'd better tell me everything you know! ”

"Yang Ye, what do you want to know, as long as I know, I must know everything, and I will say everything!"

Park Xiang-il screamed like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

"Say you know, and if there's anything I want to know, I'll tell for myself!"

Yang Yi snorted coldly: "Don't play tricks, don't hide it for me, since you know me, you should know what happened to me......"

Park Xiangri poured beans into a bamboo tube and said everything he knew, but although he was from the secret service and well-informed, he was not at a high level after all, and there were not many things that were too useful.

But it is not impossible, for example, the strongholds of Japanese spy agencies in Shanghai, Nanjing, Beiping, Tianjin and many other big cities, as well as part of the spy list, are very useful.

It can be seen that Park Xiangri has really given up in order to survive.

"Don't you really have anything else to tell me besides that?" Yang Yi asked.

"That's all I know!"

Park swore to the sun, and at the same time said with a sad face: "I know you hate the Japanese, but why don't I hate the Japanese?" The Japanese forcibly occupied your northeast, but our country Goryeo has been colonized by the Japanese for decades, and hundreds of people have been enslaved, and I don't want to do things for the Japanese, I can't help it, I was also forced......"

"I don't care about your country!"

Yang Yi sneered: "Since you have nothing to tell me, then, you have no use value...... No, you still have one last bit of value! ”

Before the words fell, several wolf-like men pounced wildly, put a thick noose around Park Xiangri's neck, and pushed it to the edge of the tall building! ()

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