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In April 1935, Songhu, Minhang, South Street.

On the side of the road, a young policeman in a black police uniform stood. He seemed to be in a daze and seemed to be feeling emotion.

His name is Zhang Yong, and he is as mediocre as his name. He has no special skills, ordinary people.

He was silently looking at everyone passing by.

It seems that it is looking for something.

It seems that I didn't look for anything.

He did not come from later generations. He brought a game system: commands and conquests.

A very ancient game. Build a base, collect resources, explode soldiers, and flat A.

No problem, there is no war now!

So, the only useful thing is the radar map. But the scan radius of No is 100 meters.

If there are enemies a hundred meters away, they will be displayed.

If that enemy is very clear, just don’t you?

No matter how the wrong party disguises it.

suddenly……

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed.

He stared at a rickshaw driver. Because the radar map showed that the rickshaw driver actually didn't know how to do it himself.

It's so strange that a rickshaw driver actually doesn't want to be himself?

The key is that he is holding an officer from the National Army. Does he seem to have a major rank?

It feels good.

Following behind calmly.

The chartered driver parked near the security headquarters.

The major officer entered the east car and entered the security headquarters. The rickshaw driver immediately returned empty-handed and stopped soliciting passengers.

Now, when the work time is there, someone arrives at the gate of the Security Command. No one leaves. There is no business in the rickshaw. Is it normal to return empty cars? Zhang Yong does not feel abnormal either.

It was not until he followed the rickshaw back to an alley and was out of the way and pushed the rickshaw back home. He didn't go out for a long time. The rickshaw was also taken home. That was not good. I don't do business anymore? Is it at the peak of the shift now!

In later generations, I wished I could not make any tricks to split up my car and make a lot of money by temporarily increasing the price. I didn’t make any money? I actually hid back home? It was great. It was great. It was very good...

Suddenly I felt someone patting him on the shoulder.

At the same time, I feel like something is behind me.

Turned back in shock.

I saw a face of a silly vulture.

The triangle eyes are deep in the eye sockets. You can't tell the good person at first glance.

"what……"

"Do you want to die?"

"he……"

Zhang Yong tried to struggle, and then he started to sweat.

He suddenly realized that he was holding his back, as if he was no gun? No barrel?

faint……

He was pushed with a gun.

Countless cocoa, shooting, torture, water prison, soldering iron flashed through my mind instantly...

I felt like the crotch was hot and I almost became incontinent.

"I, no, don't..." The voice trembled, his whole body trembled, and was scared.

Being pointed at by a gun!

The wrong party's identity is unknown.

Fortunately, the radar map is not marked. It means that it is not a bad person himself.

If Fang Fuyue himself was wrong, he would not dare to imagine...

“What am I doing there?”

"Stay, keep a look..."

"Who are you watching?"

"One, one, rickshaw driver..."

"What are you watching him do?"

"Strange, strange..."

Zhang Yong was very nervous.

He knew his life was at stake.

The wrong party asked for a trigger...

No, there is no need to pull the trigger. Just ask for a slash on his neck...

Can the swimmer directly twist his fragile neck...

The swimmer inserted his heart with one knife...

In film and television dramas, are there too many legs to plot to kill people? It's so terrible...

"Boy, do they have the initiative to implement the secret service office."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Zhang Yong's face suddenly turned red.

That time, I couldn't help it anymore. My crotch was really hot and I peed.

Lixing Society Special Services Office!

Military Affairs Bureau...

Boss Dai...

I actually met those most terrifying plague gods.

No wonder I am so scared. Who is not afraid?

He doesn't want to die...

"What? Are you scared?"

"he……"

"Say. What am I doing there?"

"The rickshaw driver Feng Yue himself just pulled a National Army officer to the Security Command, and then went home. He stopped doing business. He felt it was suspicious. Yu Fei wanted to see what happened..."

"How do I know the rickshaw driver himself?"

"He is not sure if he is not. He is not sure. He is not sure. He has a special sense of smell."

Zhang Yong affirmed his judgment.

No, no, no, the judgment of radar map should not be wrong.

The rickshaw driver is absolutely wrong with him.

Must be no one.

Is he standing by the cliff now? He will fall to the east at any time, crushed to pieces, and will never be reborn if he dies.

Hearing the six words "Lixing Society Secret Service" he knew that the matter was serious.

What is Lixing Society doing?

I'm sure I'll catch the moon spy.

He was staring at the rickshaw driver, and Lixingshe must be staring at it.

Once Feng is regarded as Yue’s accomplice, he will die.

The secret service of Lixing Society has dealt with Yue spies, so why not show mercy on the east side? The military commander is wrong with Yue bandits, so why is it very cruel?

"Am I somewhere?"

"Nan, Nan Street Branch..."

"Who am I in Sifu?"
To be continued...