Raindrops fell from the sky like beads of broken thread, and fell on the green tiles with a muffled sound. Rainwater falls down the bluestone pavement along the eaves and merges into a red stream.

Looking at the crimson water, there was a white man who was still moaning and writhing desperately. Blood was still oozing from his lower abdomen, which he had clutched with his hands, and you could imagine the pain he was suffering from his pale, distorted countenance.

The sudden shooting frightened the surrounding residents into locking up, and the only people left on the street except for the dying white man lying in the rain were the two people standing under the eaves a few meters away from him.

On a rainy day, coupled with a canopy outside the eaves that blocked the light, those who peeked through the cracks in the doors and windows could not see their faces clearly, but judging from their figures, they should all be men standing under the eaves.

Rumble! A thunderclap came from a distance after the arc of electricity crossed the sky, and through the electric light, people finally saw the faces of the two people under the eaves - handsome!

Delicate rather than heroic, uh, well, considering that one of the men still has a freshly fired pistol in his hand, and a man lying a few meters away waiting to die, you could also say that this is a kind of bewitching handsomeness.

However, judging from the soft exclamations of the little daughters-in-law in the surrounding rooms and the blushing and twisting of the yellow flower girls, the appearance of these two goods is really not ordinarily high!

"Click, click, report your location!"

The walkie-talkie on the shoulders of the man in the dark blue jacket and the big-brimmed hat came from Yang Guang's anxious voice.

It's just that this man in the uniform of the 21st century Hong Kong police has a blank expression, holding the Smith. Wesson's heavily barreled M10 revolver's hand was shaking, and he really turned a deaf ear to the call from the walkie-talkie over his shoulder.

"We're supposed to be in Hong Kong, but it's not clear which district it is. Uh, and also, my colleague just shot a white man who was supposed to be a police officer because of a pistol that went off the rails. A man in a crisp suit under the eaves said into the microphone with the white line on his ear.

"In Hong Kong?! Then find a safe place to hide! We are now at war with the British! Yang Guang said.

"Belligerent? So, is that shot legal? Hearing Yang Guang's words, Zuo Hui, who was wearing uniform, finally came back to his soul.

"Yo, can you speak? I thought you were stupid! Wang Jiyu, who was wearing a suit, said.

In fact, although he was the first to come back to his senses and reply to Yang Guang's call, Wang Jiyu was not much better than the latter after witnessing Zuo Hui injuring the white policeman with the M10, and he vomited just now because of the smell of blood.

"Legal? Are you actually thinking about this? Think about where we are now, in which era spies do not enjoy prisoner of war treatment! Wang Jiyu said.

"Spies? We? Zuo Hui asked.

"Hehe, otherwise what do you think the British will think of us? Could it be the police? Just because you're wearing a Hong Kong police uniform? Wang Jiyu said.

"Police uniforms? You were trained as Hong Kong police officers in the light curtain? Yang Guang feels that his three views are about to collapse, and this year's thoughts are still a police officer who can't even tell Nima's real and fake guns?

In fact, Zuo Hui found that the weight of the M10 was a little wrong when he got his hands on it, but the word "prop" was printed on the back of the Hong Kong police ID card issued to him by the "director's team", so much so that he insisted that the revolver in his hand must also be a prop gun, well, it wasn't until the .38 bullet sprayed by this thing pierced the lower abdomen of the white man wielding a rubber baton that his perception changed.

Yes, Zuo Hui and Wang Jiyu have received police-related training in the Dome Light Curtain, and to be precise, they have played supporting roles in several police-themed dramas.

Therefore, Wang Jiyu, who has a CID certificate with the word "prop" hanging on his chest, also thinks that the Sig Sauer P250 pinned to his waist just now is a prop gun.

"Well, we've had some police-related training, and we've shot a few times." Wang Jiyu said.

"What? Are you a cadet police officer? Are the current directors so unreliable? Yang Guang said.

"That, the actual situation is even worse than this, the two of us are just actors in a certain VB station in the light curtain." Wang Jiyu said.

"Huh? Actor? Is it just the two of you? Yang Guang continued to ask.

"As it stands, it's just the two of us!" Wang Jiyu said.

"Okay, it seems that the difficulty of the game has been increased again, you guys, you guys can use your specialties to lurk first! In four days at the latest, our warships will be able to reach the open sea of Victoria Harbour. Yang Guang said.

"Four more days? As far as the communication distance of our walkie-talkie, I thought there were our people nearby! Wang Jiyu said.

"It's because the 'director team' has turned on the communication satellite, you pay attention to the battery level of the communication equipment, and contact me if there is an emergency." Yang Guang felt that he had nothing to explain to these two civilians, so it was better to let them hide quickly.

After cutting off the communication with Yang Guang, Wang Jiyu took out the Sig Sauer P250 on his waist and confirmed that this was indeed a real guy.

"Lao Zuo, you have filmed a pigtail scene, where do you think we should go?" Wang Jiyu asked Zuo Hui.

"Uh, we're too conspicuous, why don't we think about changing our clothes first?" After recovering from the shock of shooting people, Zuo Hui's IQ also began to rise.

"Change of clothes? Are you rich? Wang Jiyu said.

Looking at his slim suit and the bulletproof vest with the word "Police", Wang Jiyu felt that this outfit was indeed quite eye-catching, but the banknotes with the bauhinia pattern in his pocket were afraid that they would not be used, although the two of them were still in Hong Kong.

"Why do you want money, just go and 'get' it!" Zuo Hui shook the heavy barrel M10 in his hand, this thing has also played the robber trick.

Soon the two smashed open the wooden door of the house behind them, and Zuo Hui brandished an M10 revolver to "threaten" the man to take out two sets of robes.

After the bitter gourd-faced man brought two robes, the two of them undressed and took off their pants in front of the little daughter-in-law, so frightened that the bitter gourd-faced only pushed the little daughter-in-law straight inside.

However, the little daughter-in-law did not seem to be alarmed, and although she bowed her head and blushed, she did not go into the room as her husband wanted.

"Sir, I'm afraid these two robes don't fit, right?" The little daughter-in-law lowered her head and whispered.

Well, it just doesn't fit! These two goods are both male models of more than 1.8 meters, and if they are not ordered in a tailor shop, it will be difficult to find a well-fitting robe.

"Yes, this kaftan has a few buttons!" Zuo Hui's chest muscles are probably bigger than the owner of this long shirt, and it is normal that the buttons on the top cannot be buttoned!

"Sir, there are also people in the foreign bank who have short hair like you." The little daughter-in-law's words imply that the two of you should not wear a long shirt and pretend to be good citizens, it is not like it at all.

"Uh, it seems to be oh, this Nima robe without braids is also very eye-catching!" Wang Jiyu said.

"This young lady, uh, no, ma'am, where can I find the dress you are talking about?" Zuo Hui asked the little daughter-in-law.

"Three hundred steps to the left is the Sun House, the owner of the house is on an errand in a foreign bank, and he doesn't wear this dress on weekdays. It's just that...... It's just that this figure is still a little different from the two gentlemen. The little daughter-in-law said.

"Well, it's almost enough to buckle the button, the Sun family, right? Then take your leave! Zuo Hui made a nondescript gesture to the little daughter-in-law.

When these two goods ripped off the ill-fitting robes on their bodies and put on their original clothes, the male owner of the house finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, please stay!" Just when the male owner secretly praised his daughter-in-law for causing trouble and playing a thief, the little daughter-in-law actually said that she would keep these two fierce gods.