Chapter 741: Tianshui

North Korea, Dasong-ri, 1st North Korean guerrilla brigade.

"We have just received a direct order from President Kim Koo, the 'Provisional Government of the Republic of Korea', ordering us to find ways to provoke a conflict on the border between China and North Korea!" The captain of the guerrilla brigade, Jin Yingming, said with a wave of his fist.

Several captains suddenly became excited.

In the past two years since the establishment of the 1st Korean Guerrilla Brigade, they have relied on Dasong-ri as a base to constantly harass the Japanese army. And now, the moment they were waiting for has finally arrived!

Kim Young-myeong's own team members looked at it: "Kim Ventei, Park Eun-kwang, Kim Sam-sung"

"Here!" All the names that were called stood up.

Jin Yingming's face was solemn and excited: "Now I announce the order." From now on, no matter what method is used, the Japanese must be harassed to the maximum extent possible, so that the Japanese will not stop all night and be ready for a counteroffensive."

North Korea, Tianshuili. Kim Zangyun, the head of the North Korean spy in Tianshui, walked on the sidewalk, looked up at the names of the shops on both sides of the road, and searched carefully, and from time to time someone collided with him. Because he didn't look at the road at all, he just looked up at the name of the store from time to time and looked for clues.

At this moment, Jin Zangyun, who was looking up, suddenly collided with a woman, and was immediately made a big fuss by this woman.

Clementi, who pretended to be a drunk, walked over with a bottle of wine in his left hand.

When he walked in front of Jin Zangyun, he almost fell and bumped into Jin Zangyun slightly.

At this moment, Clementi plunged a needle into Kim Zangyun's rib cage like lightning, not only destroying the heart, but also bringing in air.

It's really good, Clementi thought to himself at that moment.

No one will know their identity, in addition to being the squadron leader of the 2nd Squadron of the 1st North Korean Guerrilla Brigade, there is another layer of identity:

Special intelligence officers of the Central Union!

I remember that Yu Lei, the director of the Central Unification Bureau, once said to himself that the Japanese cannot be trusted, and the Koreans are not credible either. Both the Japanese and the Koreans must have their own people who are constantly monitoring their everything.

I was sent out to carry out the mission this time, and I was also willing, at least before the big counteroffensive, I could let myself kill a few more Japanese to relieve the evil anger in my heart

Jin Zangyun didn't feel much at the time, just a slight mosquito bite, and thought it was the result of the collision just now.

Clementi shook and passed by Kim Zangyun, because there were many people on the street, collisions were a frequent occurrence, and they did not attract the attention of the surrounding Japanese spies.

Jin Zangyun continued to search, but his concentrated face showed a little anxious look.

Suddenly, Jin Zangyun felt tightness in his chest, his face turned blue in an instant, he covered his chest with both hands, and slowly fell to the ground.

The spies of the special high school were taken aback when they saw Jin Zangyun fall to the ground, hurriedly lifted him, and quickly sent him to the hospital opened by the Japanese. Due to the extensive bleeding, the eye of the needle was quickly covered.

The doctor diagnosed that myocardial necrosis caused internal bleeding and died, but what Japanese doctors did not understand was how a good heart could suddenly bleed.

Camp Venti sat in the car and handed a needle that was more than three inches long and thin to Park Eun-kwang and looked at it.

"This is what I finally got through, killing Jin Zangyun is enough to give the most severe warning to those traitors who are fighting for the tiger!"

"You're amazing, you need a super high technique, otherwise you will stick it in the bone, and you won't lose your life." Park Eun-kwang was amazed. …,

Clementi smiled.

Jin Sancheng said on the side at this time: "There are two more powerful organizations in Tianshui, one is the 'Big Star Friendship Association', and the other is the 'Korean Prosperity Society'."

"What is their background?"

"Cui Yanmeng, the president of the Big Star Friendship Association, is more like a North Korean, and he also dares to stand up for the North Koreans, and this person is very smart, good at taking advantage of the contradiction between the Japanese military and the local special high school in Tianshui, so until now, although the Japanese ronin and the special high class in Tianshui hate him to the core, but there is no way to take him for the time being, because his backstage is the Japanese military figure in Tianshui; And Kim Kyung-song, president of the Korea Prosperity Society, has a good relationship with the police chief. ”

He paused there and continued: "Cui Yanmeng is a person who will not talk about it for the time being, I heard that Jin Jingsong is colluding with the Japanese to sell opium. Moreover, they all bully the riders very badly, and they have to pay protection money for one-third of their daily income, otherwise your rickshaw will either break down or be taken back by the boss, and it will not survive at all."

"Slaughtering them is not good for us, and it will definitely attract attention from several quarters. Why don't we scare them? Clementi pondered.

"These people are all mixed up, I'm afraid I can't be scared." Jin Sancheng shook his head and said.

"I have my own way." Clementi patted him and said.

In the evening of the same day, five Japanese ronins of the Japanese Songqi Hall located in Tianshui were slashed by the people of the Great Star Association when they were bullying women on the street, and each of the five Japanese ronins was hit with more than a dozen machetes, not only their hands and feet were cut off, but each of them was cut blind in one eye

"Cui Yanmeng, the president of the Big Star Association, is drinking in Chaohualou."

"Okay, you keep an eye on the whereabouts of the Japanese ronin, I'll go there."

"Yes."

Clementi and Park Eun-kwang rushed to Chaohua Building.

The two came to the hall on the second floor, and saw that Cui Yanmeng was being invited to a banquet by several businessmen and was getting drunk, so they walked to the table not far from them and sat down, asked for wine and food and drank slowly, and looked at Cui Yanmeng while drinking.

Cui Yanmeng is in his thirties, with a square face and a flat head, big shoulders and a round waist, and tattoos on his arms, which is quite fierce.

"Haha, with me, Cui Yanmeng, no one will dare to bully you in the future!"

"Thank you for the president's care, we are also a small business, and we can't afford to be tossed by those people."

"Haha, don't worry, as long as you do what I ask, no one will dare to toss you in the future."

Kim Sam-sung appeared at the door of the restaurant on the second floor, nodded to Clementi, and stretched out three fingers.

Kim Ventai smiled at Park Eunguang and said, "It's lively, look at how this Chairman Choi brags!" ”

Park Eun Guangle said: "This is enough for him, we have to take a good look at the excitement." ”

Suddenly, three Japanese ronins dressed in black and carrying katana swords rushed in.

The Japanese ronin glanced here, and one of them, a slightly thin Japanese ronin in his thirties, came to Cui Yanmeng's table with blood-red eyes and asked, "Yours is Cui Yanmeng?" ”

Cui Yanmeng saw that the person who came was not good, so he suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Yes, may I ask what is the matter with you?" ”

Without saying a word, the Japanese ronin pulled out his katana and slashed at it.

"You" Cui Yanmeng was taken aback, flashed backwards suddenly, tripped over the chair behind him, and fell to the ground with a "plop", just in time to dodge the slash.

With a "pong", the katana slashed on the table, and the table was overturned.

With a "whoosh", several businessmen were so frightened that they crawled out and fled.

"Baga!" The slightly thin Japanese ronin saw that the knife did not hit, and he slashed down with a backhand.

Two other Japanese ronins blocked the restaurant door to prevent him from escaping.

The three Cui Yanmeng's subordinates sitting at the table next to them jumped up and picked up the chairs like this Japanese ronin smashed them. …,

The slightly thin Japanese ronin slashed three times at Cui Yanmeng, who was rolling on the ground, and his body flickered, dodging the smashed chair, and stabbing back.

"Ahh One of Cui Yanmeng's subordinates had one of his hands chopped off and screamed.

"Oops!" The other two were cut in the legs and fell to the ground, howling.

Cui Yanmeng, who rolled to the wall, got a chance to breathe, jumped up, grabbed the chair next to him and swept towards the Japanese ronin.

"Fuck your little Japan, I'll fight with you."

The slightly thin Japanese wave held the knife in both hands and slashed at him from the side, quite desperately fighting.

With a "flutter", Cui Yanmeng's chair was split into two knots by the knife, which frightened him to retreat, but it was still a little late, and his arm was split into a big hole, and he was dripping with blood.

The slightly thin Japanese ronin stepped forward and raised his knife to slash at Cui Yanmeng.

Cui Yanmeng gasped and stepped back suddenly, "Peng" had already touched the wall on his back, and there was no way to retreat, seeing that the knife was about to be chopped down, he shouted in his heart that it was over!

"Bang" At this critical moment, the back of the slightly thin Japanese ronin was hit by a flying saucer, his body was crooked, and the katana deviated from the direction and slashed less than two inches away from Cui Yanmeng.

"Plop" the slightly thin Japanese ronin fell to the ground and fainted.

"Baga!" The two Japanese ronins standing in the doorway drew their knives and lunged at Clementi.

"Bang, bang!" There were two sounds, and the two Japanese ronins who rushed were hit in the foreheads by the flying saucers, and they threw off their knives and fell to the ground.

Cui Yanmeng, who was so frightened that he lost his soul, saw that he was rescued at the critical moment, he was stunned for a while, quickly ran to Clementi, hugged his fists and said: "Thanks to my brother's rescue, Cui Yanmeng can't thank you enough!" ”

Clementai and Park Eun-kwang stood up, waved their hands and said, "Let's get out of here quickly!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

Cui Yanmeng's men, who were outside, also rushed in at this time.

"Get them out of here."

"Yes!"

Choi Yeon-mong walked out of the restaurant and caught up with Clement-tae and Park Eun-kwang.

"Brother, today's life is given by you, and the grace of saving my life should be repaid by the spring, please accept Cui Yanmeng's worship." After speaking, you have to kneel down on the street.

Clementi stretched out his hand to support him and said with a smile: "We are not used to seeing the Japanese bullying the Koreans, so we should take action, please don't thank you." Leave! ”

Cui Yanmeng saw that the two young people were extraordinary: "Wait! I have decided on the two, and I will give up the next talk, please don't shirk. ”

Clementai and Park Eun-kwang exchanged glances and nodded, "Okay!" ”