Wuhan has developed rapidly, since the central government proposed to move the capital to Wuhan, it is like a grassland ignited by wildfire, with lightning speed, rapid progress.

The street where Liu Yuan and Song Zihan are now located is the most prosperous street in Wuhan, and Liu Yuan still remembers the poverty here when he fought here.

Although it is a city, it is more like a concentrated countryside, although there is Hanyang Iron Works, but most of the capital of Hanyang Iron Works has long been swallowed by Japan, and now most of them can walk on the street in suits, most of them are not Chinese, but Japanese.

At this moment, Liu Yuan was wearing an off-white suit, a top hat on his head, a work card of the technical assistant of the Hanyang Iron Works on his chest, a glance at the mustache on his mouth, and fluent Japanese, making Liu Yuan, who was walking on the street, a complete Japanese.

And in the short time that Song Zihan and Liu Yuan came out of the movie theater, Song Zihan's hair was already coiled on his head, and he also changed into a kimono printed with cherry blossoms, and his hands were placed in front of his abdomen, full of a Japanese girl who came to China to play.

The two of them stood quietly on the street, Liu Yuan held a camera in his hand, and kept taking some pictures, while Song Zihan sometimes tiptoed to watch the two Japanese being arrested.

"Big brother, two agents have been arrested, and they are scared to death, how many people do they think will come to assassinate them! Making the holidays so stressful, these damn Japanese are the most unemotional. ”

Liu Yuan patted Song Zihan and motioned him not to speak, then walked to a newsstand, walked to a guy who sold newspapers, and said in Japanese, "Kou Minassai, can you help me take a photo with my girlfriend?" We are traveling to China. ”

This guy, who was wearing Chinese clothes and a Chinese hat, saw the "Japanese" who appeared in front of him and nodded and said, "Search the dead," and took the camera from Liu Yuan's hand, waved it with his hand, signaling the two to be intimate.

Liu Yuan hugged Song Zihan in his arms and sucked Song Zihan's incense with his nose, as if he was pondering something, and at this moment, the compatriots who sold newspapers captured this moment.

"Brother, your girlfriend is so beautiful, but it's dangerous here, get out of here quickly." Ignoring Liu Yuan and Song Zihan's surprised expressions, the "Japanese compatriots" pushed the two people away and told him to leave here quickly.

Song Zihan looked at Liu Yuan in surprise, "Big brother, how do you know that guy Lu Dao is Japanese, why didn't I see it." ”

"Back then, I personally tutored you in your intelligence class, who made you listen badly, didn't you see that although this guy was selling newspapers, his eyes were very wandering, and most importantly, you had seen that guy who sold newspapers came out without change." Liu Yuan shrugged his shoulders and took Song Zihan through the bustling streets of Wuhan, with a tram in front of him, and the sound of bells could be heard from afar.

"That big brother, the one who sells sugar gourds next to him won't be Japanese, you see that none of his sugar gourds are sold, and he has been paying attention to the cinema." Song Zihan whispered in Liu Yuan's ear.

"Our Zihan has finally made progress, but we can't stay here, go to the Tenth Army station, there are too many Japanese here." After speaking, he pulled Song Zihan and got on the tram.

"Master drives." Liu Yuan took out a wad of fiat currency.

"Sir, this is China, it's hard to have money, I didn't see so many Chinese waiting outside, what do you think you Japanese are, get out of here." The driver was a big fat man, holding a kettle in his hand, and he looked like he was going to beat Liu Yuan at any time.

At this time, Liu Yuan remembered that he was in a Japanese attire, Liu Yuan stepped forward, took out his work card, and when the driver saw the four words of executive committee and the steel seal of the Republic of China, he was immediately stunned.

"You! You! The driver pointed at Liu Yuan and was speechless for a long time.

"Master driver, hurry up, someone is chasing us outside!" Liu Yuan said.

"Grass, who dares to find trouble on the hot ground of China, chasing and killing the Chinese on the ground." The driver said in disbelief.

Liu Yuan pointed at Song Zihan, and the Chinese who were about to get on the bus looked at Song Zihan in a kimono stunned, with fear in their eyes, and did not dare to get on the bus.

The driver shook his head helplessly and said to the Chinese under the car, "I'm sorry everyone, today's situation is special, let's wait for the next bus." ”

When the tram departed, the driver was not too nervous, but comforted Liu Yuan, "You don't have to be nervous, after five stops, you will arrive at the army station, which is the garrison of the Tenth Army, and it is very safe there, so you can rest assured." ”

After getting out of the car, Liu Yuan threw the money to the driver, pulled Song Zihan, and ran away.

"Big brother, wasn't the agent arrested? Why are you still running with others, does the eldest brother like this tense and exciting feeling, but people also like to pull. Song Zihan said shyly while running with Liu Yuan.

"Silly girl, you still have the heart to think about this, take it." After finishing speaking, Liu Yuan took out a pistol from his trouser pocket, pulled it, and the bullet was loaded, "Stand behind me in a while, whoever gets close to you, you will shoot." ”

"Big brother, what's going on!" Song Zihan is also an elite of Whampoa, and as a result, he subconsciously began to look for a shooting point.

"You'll know right away," Liu Yuan had already stopped running, because there were three people standing in front of him, holding a katana in his arms, and there was an old man next to him with a flattering smile.

"Big brother, they are Japanese samurai, how can they know that we are here!" Song Zihan took the gun in surprise and pointed at the person in front of him and asked.

Liu Yuan sniffed Song Zihan's hair lightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face, "Palace rosemary, I didn't expect that there are things that have been lost in China, and there are still things in Japan, am I right?" ”

"Bang Bang!" The obscene old man with a sneer on his face clapped his hands and said, "Yes, it is worthy of the character of Shina that even the emperor has noticed, and the fragrance emanating from the hair of the little girl next to you is the palace rosemary, but since you know the Tao, what else are you going to run." "It's a traditional incense master, and even if you run farther, it's meaningless.

"Big brother, I hurt you!" The corners of Song Zihan's eyes were full of tears, and she didn't know when the perfume she shampooed was mixed with this rosemary, he just felt that he had used this shampoo and became more sober.

"No, I found out a long time ago, remember when I asked that stupid Japanese compatriot to take a picture of me? That's when I smelled it. ”

"But, big brother, why do you want to fall into a trap!"

"Because, I want to see someone!" After speaking, the badge in Liu Yuan's hand had already been thrown out, "Hmm! The incense master's body shook, and he had already fallen, and the distance of three meters was too close for Liu Yuan.

Looking at the court incense master who died of blood on his forehead, the three samurai did not look too excited, but instead pulled out their katana together, and the samurai in the middle spoke, "Matsuki Ichiro, Matsuki Jiro, Matsuki Saburo, ask for your advice!" After speaking, he bowed to Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan just nodded and said, "You are not Chinese, so I will not return the salute to you." The moment I bent down, you suddenly attacked me. ”

"Yaga," an angry Matsuki Saburo had already rushed up with a katana in his hand.