Chapter 2, Film
"Team Leader."
The person who went to investigate the information has returned.
Hand the middle-aged man in the triangular eye a bag of papers. It contains all of Zhang Yong's written information.
"Have you applied for the Hankou branch?"
"Yes. But the assessment did not pass ......"
Zhang Yong snorted.
It's a bit of a shame. The entrance exam was denied.
If you successfully enroll, you can at least have a reputation for how many periods of Whampoa. The starting point in life will be much higher.
His physical fitness is not good. Marksmanship and wrestling, are not qualified.
"Stand up."
"Yes."
Zhang Yong hurriedly stood up.
The middle-aged man in the triangular eye reached out and pressed his body. Finger strain.
Suddenly, he raised his knees and pressed heavily on Zhang Yong's lower abdomen.
Zhang Yong: ......
I love you uncle! What do you do with me?
The body can't help but bend. It looks like a small shrimp. I can't stand it at all.
"Stand."
The middle-aged man in the triangular eye shouted again.
Zhang Yong barely stood upright. I felt pain all over my body. The legs were shaking.
In my heart, I greeted each other's ancestors for eighteen generations.
But there is no use for eggs.
Whether the other party has a gun in his hand or not, he is not an opponent.
"My name is Li Boqi."
"It's from the Eighth Action Group of the Secret Service of the Lixing Society."
"Now, I'll give you a task to get that rickshaw driver out. Let's just check the account. ”
The middle-aged man with triangular eyes had a gloomy face.
He had confirmed that Zhang Yong was not in danger. Totally weak chickens. It can't be a helper of a Japanese spy.
Since this is the case, then let Zhang Yong do something.
"Yes, yes......"
Zhang Yong barely shook his spirits and turned around.
, it hurts. Pain all over the body. Travel back in time to this damn world. Bullied again.
I didn't notice that a few people behind me were glaring at each other. Their fingers all began to press the trigger.
Zhang Yong took a few deep breaths and suppressed the pain in his body.
Come to the rickshaw driver's door, slam the door hard, "Open the door!" Open the door! Open the door! Police, open the door ......"
He was not so polite to the Japanese. At first glance, nothing good was done.
Behind him, there are so many spies of the Lixing Society, and everyone has a gun, afraid of him. When they were called, they were arrested and tortured. If given the chance, he is also ready to participate in one.
If it weren't for this damn Japanese in disguise, he wouldn't have been caught by the Lixing Society and given a lecture. I almost had to worry about my life. The hatred of the Japanese has been added one more point.
"Detective, open the door!"
"Open the door! Check your account! Open the door ......"
Zhang Yong violently slammed the door.
The wooden doors are quite sturdy. He didn't shoot it badly. It may be that the strength of the hands is not good.
Irascible.
It must be a Japanese spy. It must be.
It hasn't been open for so long. Either traitor or theft. Wait until you catch it, and shoot it directly.
Finally......
The wooden door opened.
A crack was opened. Someone is looking out through the crack in the door.
It is determined that there is only Zhang Yong. The other party opened the door.
"Come out!"
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"Check your account!"
"Boss, this is my ID ......"
"Check your account!"
"Boss!"
"Come out!"
"Boss, look ......"
The rickshaw driver took out two dimes from his arms and put them in Zhang Yong's hand.
Zhang Yong: ......
What is it? Bribe me? How many cents?
Ma Bako's eggs! You're a Japanese spy! You have a lot of money, so you give me two cents?
Go to hell!
I don't know where the courage comes from, so I grabbed the other party's neck and wanted to lift the other party out.
Didn't the people of the Lixing Club want to arrest him? Hurry up!
Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change.
The rickshaw driver suddenly pulled out a gun from behind his back.
The muzzle of the black hole was right in front of Zhang Yong's eyes.
Zhang Yong: ???
!!!
Grass!
The other side has a weapon!
Dizzy!
I'm going to die.
I'm going to die.
The other party actually has a gun!
He is not only a Japanese spy, but also an armed Japanese spy!
Sloppy......
I didn't expect this.
The previous spy war dramas have all been watched in vain......
Since it is judged that the other party may be a Japanese spy, when arrested, you must be completely prepared.
Prevent the other party from pulling out a gun to resist at any time, or blow themselves up.
Alas, it's only been a few hours, and I'm going back again. I didn't even sit on the hot ......
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Just then, the gun went off.
It is not known who shot it. I don't know where the bullet hits. Zhang Yong suddenly felt that there was silence all around.
Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the flame of the muzzle.
The Japanese spy fired......
The Japanese spy fell......
Out of the corner of Zhang Yong's eye, he saw that the Japanese spy was hit in the chest.
Close up. Very clear. I hit the chest right now.
Fatal.
I guess it can't be saved......
Suddenly, a contemptuous thought popped up in Zhang Yong's mind:
Rough ......
It's a rough job!
Not professional at all!
I didn't even think of catching a live mouth! Actually killed directly!
Catch a spy! Eldest brother!
The most important thing is to keep your mouth alive. When a person dies, he is worthless.
It is possible to interrogate more information and then dig up a large string of information. To die is to perish. The trail is also broken.
Military Commander......
No......
It cannot be called a military commander yet. It's all a bunch of rough guys!
Buzz Buzz......
Buzz Buzz......
Feel a buzzing in your ears. Nothing can be heard.
Heaven and earth, it seems that there is only himself. It gave him a lot of room for cranky thinking. Then I found out that I was deaf.
Well, it was a Japanese spy who shot him in the ear, and his ears were directly deafened.
It's hard to say when it will return to normal.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone rushing up.
Li Boqi is also among them.
The other person seems to be talking to himself. But I can't hear it myself.
Zhang Yong: ......
Reach out and pick your ears. It didn't work. It's still buzzing.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I going to do?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of agents rushing into the rickshaw driver's house, rummaging around.
"Film!"
"Film!"
Suddenly, someone screamed.
This time, Zhang Yong actually heard it. It may be that the other party is shouting too loudly.
Film?
Oh, not a digital camera......
In the house of a rickshaw driver, there is such a thing as film, hehe.
Needless to say, the rest of the extrapolation. 10,000% Japanese spy is undoubted. Moreover, it is estimated that it is responsible for the transmission of intelligence. He didn't dare to take the film with him, and he didn't dare to leave it alone at home, so he simply watched it at home.
It can be inferred from this that the time for the joint has not yet arrived. His film hasn't been sent out yet. However, he did not hide deeply. Being found so quickly means that he will definitely go out to connect today. That's interesting.
Of course, all this has nothing to do with him.
No matter how stupid the people of Lixing Club are, they also know how to follow the vine. The people who joined the joints will definitely not be able to escape.
But!
Wait a minute!
The rickshaw driver was killed, how to go to the joint?
Look, this is the consequence of not leaving a living mouth. If you keep it alive, you can catch it almost immediately. Now that people are dead, it's not so easy to continue masturbating.
Suddenly, someone came up and pushed him. "Come with us!"
Zhang Yong: "Where to go?" ”
Li Boqi didn't look back, "Follow along!" ”
Zhang Yong: ......
So he obediently followed.
Soon, three streets away. There are cars. It's all black tortoiseshell cars.
Envy......
This Lixing Society is really rich.
Perform any action and you can take a car. Lavish.
Get in.
Sit tight.
Suddenly, it was dark.
Yes, I was trapped.
The black hood shows that others have not completely removed their suspicions about him.
Sit obediently.
I felt like the car was going around and around, and I didn't know where it was.
Could it be that he is really deliberately going around in circles like in a spy war drama? But there's no need! They're the Force! They are clear, and there is no need to keep it a secret like this!
Soon the car stopped.
The hood is taken off. Get out.
It was found to be to a large yard. It is estimated that it is Li Boqi's headquarters.
I don't know what the organizational structure of Lixing Club is now? What is it called?
In the station?
Is Li Boqi the stationmaster?
It doesn't seem to be. He was the leader of Action Group VIII. Therefore, it can only be called in the group.
And then......
"Let's go!"
Zhang Yong was imprisoned in a small black room.