The demonstrations were held as scheduled, and for the people of Bangkok, this kind of activity was like three meals a day, and after getting used to it, it slowly became less uncomfortable.

After the Chinese New Year, accusations from the opposition authorities and demonstrations with the people have been going on for more than three months. Tourists are frightened from the beginning, and slowly to the current mentality of "that's it, where is there any danger", which is also a process of transformation.

Only a small number of people can see that the situation is brewing for the last time, slowly moving towards the tipping point of a major explosion.

None of this mattered to Kong Zhongwu, and the Saber Regiment had no plans to participate in the situation in Thailand. He was now sitting in a roadside café drinking coffee, listening to the two men and two women at the next table talking about the march, watching the procession pass by the store waving flags and shouting slogans, and his head was once again combing through the entire plan of action from beginning to end.

No more problems.

The Imagination Watch worn on the left wrist vibrated twice in succession, and a message arrived. He opened it and glanced at it, and it was a report from his subordinates - a qiē ready.

Kong Zhongwu's actions did not attract any different eyes from any surrounding guests, after all, too many people use a smart watch that sells only 4999 yuan of soft currency in the world. Young men and women most of the time need a different arm to improve their force - the best-selling Watch smartwatch, which can act as a walkie-talkie with the guò software, makes people feel like they are agents and is in secret contact with their subordinates, so they come as promised.

The scene of the male protagonist talking to his watch, which could only be seen in secret agent movies a long time ago, became popular all over the world, and this was done by Imagination and made a lot of money.

It should be noted that the price of all products of Changxiang Company in the United States is 30% more expensive than the price in China, which makes the majority of American people very dissatisfied, so they have also made various complaints and expressed their own procedures through other channels.

However, Changxiang issued a statement saying that "the price is specially set for the US market", which made the majority of American people angry and had to sell their kidneys in exchange for dollars to buy a Changxiang mobile phone or smart watch. After all, if people don't pretend to be forced, what's the difference between that and salted fish?

The time slowly came to ten o'clock, Kong Zhongwu drank the last bit of coffee in the cup, wiped his mouth gentlemanly, put down a hundred soft coins, closed the "1990 Recast Brilliant" on the table, got up and sandwiched it under his ribs, and left the café.

Kong Zhongwu walked steadily in the opposite direction of the procession, and when he walked out of about fifty meters, two men in their thirties who looked ordinary and even had some kind faces came out of nowhere, and they were more than ten meters away from each other, and followed Kong Zhongwu.

They walked faster and faster, and soon they walked shoulder-to-shoulder, following behind Kong Zhongwu. From not knowing where at all to appearing to forming a triangular attack formation, the whole process of action was completed without any notice.

Stopping at the mouth of a small alley that could only accommodate two people in parallel, Kong Zhongwu turned around and faced the deep alley. The two subordinates behind him didn't need his orders at all, and had already strode into the alley one after the other. Kong Zhongwu only glanced at the surroundings seemingly unintentionally at this time, and walked in.

In just the blink of an eye, two ghost agents dodged into a small building, and Kong Zhongwu, who was holding a book, followed him.

The small building has a suite on the ground floor, connected by a dirty staircase.

In the living room on the third floor, Kuang Wuwei was talking to two subordinates there, and on the coffee table were some beer bottles and appetizers, apparently left over from last night. Another subordinate leaned against the wall by the doorway, watching the movement outside and listening to their conversation.

The sound of marching slogans and police shouts in the streets outside was faintly intertwined, but it did not affect the mood of the people here in the slightest. This is also a rare time to rest -- there is a march outside, and according to the discipline of the West Factory, no personnel are allowed to go outside.

Suddenly!

It was like a car on a calm street suddenly losing control and rushing to the road, and suddenly, the wooden door slammed and the whole door was kicked in!

Before everyone could react, like lightning, two strange men rushed in from outside, barely having any pause, "Bang bang!"

Kuang Wuwei reacted, but the pistol he had already drawn had to stop in mid-air. Because the muzzles of the two strange men were pointed at him, and three of his subordinates had fallen to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

I can't describe the shock in Kuang Wuwei's heart, he has never encountered such a thing in his more than ten years of practice. He knows his own strength, and he knows even more about the reflexes of his subordinates. However, some of the subordinates lying in pools of blood could not even pull their pistols out of their quick holsters.

Kuang Wuwei entered a state of temporary blank mind.

He saw a middle-aged man slowly walking in at the door, with a faint smile on his face. It's not a deliberate smile, it's just a person's normal facial expression when facing the world, society, and sentient beings.

Kong Zhongwu walked in, glanced at the ground, his eyes fell on Kuang Wuwei's face, looked at it, didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.

However, the scene of him walking steadily with the book in his hand will be deeply engraved in Kuang Wuwei's memory, and he will not forget it until the day he dies of old age.

The two ghost agents left quietly as if they had arrived.

Kuang Wuwei looked at the three subordinates who fell to the ground and kept bleeding out, and he couldn't even react for a while, so he should give them first aid!

When he finally came to his senses and rescued his subordinates, he called the emergency medical team, and as soon as he hung up, he received the news that another stronghold had also been attacked, with unknown casualties.

An hour later, personnel were assigned to an alternate safety point for first aid, and casualties were counted - no deaths. Moreover, only Kuang Wuwei was not injured.

Kuang Wuwei's heart was shocked. He was shocked by the accuracy of the opponent's marksmanship and terrifying speed, and the point was that the opponent seemed to deliberately avoid the vital parts, so no one died.

After the shock, he gradually calmed down, combined with the other party's actions and appearance, Kuang Wuwei's first thought was the Japanese, and the second thought was Li Mai. But soon, he was almost certainly Li Mai.

Only Li Mai has the ability to send such a terrifying elite.

There is no doubt that Kuang Wuwei thought of the saber regiment, this mysterious and special being.

As a senior director, he knew very well that the only one who could beat the West Factory to the point of being powerless was the Saber Regiment, and even the Intelligence Department of the fraternal unit could not do this!

Kuang Wuwei's hatred of Li Mai did not last long, and was soon consumed by other things - all the people he brought were "honorably wounded", and how to explain to the factory.

This face was thrown to grandma's house.