Somewhere on the outskirts of Jinling.

A figure quietly disappeared into a remote alley.

If Zhang Yong were there, he would definitely recognize the wrong person. He is Wu Yuanfu. Even though he is dressed up in disguise, his edges and corners are still sharp.

He came to a coffin shop and knocked on the door.

The wooden door of the coffin is black, giving off a gloomy and sinister atmosphere.

Soon after, the door of the coffin shop opened. Wu Yuanfu immediately rushed in.

"I……"

The people inside screamed.

Then he found that his throat was being pressed with a dagger.

The dagger is very sharp and very cold.

The place inside is very large. There are many coffins, large and small. Some are already in color, and some are not yet finished.

"I……"

"Is he Kazuo Sakata? Is there someone else?"

"no no……"

"Put your legs up!"

Kazuo Sakata said coldly.

The person being held by the dagger was a young man. His face was extremely red.

Kazuo Sakata?

Is he one of his own? Damn...

How could one of our own...

"What is my code name?"

"What?"

"His code name is Xiao Wang. His poker code name is."

"he……"

The young man hesitated.

He didn't dare to answer.

He couldn't tell who the wrong person was.

Maybe the wrong party is the Chinese?

What if the wrong party comes to blackmail me?

Kazuo Sakata worked hard.

"ah……"

The young man immediately groaned.

Immediately, his throat was cut open and blood seeped out.

"Fangdong Dagger!"

"Fuck it!"

Suddenly, a low shout came from the side.

A middle-aged man walked out of the darkness with a gun in his hand. He had just slept in a new coffin.

"He is Kazuo Sakata. Who am I?"

"I put the dagger away. Otherwise, he shot."

"Okay. I'll shoot. In Jinling, do I dare to shoot?"

"What do I want to do?"

The middle-aged man still held the gun, but he didn't show it.

It is not allowed to shoot. This is not Jinling. It is not Chinese territory. Once the gun is fired, it will be exposed.

They did not capture Jinling and did not become the masters of that land. But they coveted it.

"Someone betrayed him!" Kazuo Sakata's face was ashen.

"No!" the middle-aged man denied flatly, "No one betrayed me!"

"Then how was he exposed?"

"I……"

"He was almost caught. Did he risk his life to escape?"

"Maybe, am I being sensitive?"

"He begged for radio!"

"No!"

The middle-aged man flatly refused.

Radio?

Give me?

dream!

At that moment, Kazuo Sakata raised the dagger.

The sharp dagger immediately cut the young man's throat.

That young man was not a spy, but Kazuo Sakata showed no mercy. The people he wanted to kill were his own people. Only his own people would betray him.

"ah……"

The young man let out a weak gasp, then slowly fell to the east.

He desperately covered his throat, but it was useless. He could not make a sound or breathe. He was twisted to death.

"I'm mad?"

The middle-aged man is anxious and angry.

That damn Kazuo Sakata actually killed his own people!

hateful!

He must be crazy! He must be crazy!

"Radio!"

Kazuo Sakata repeated.

His eyes are red.

No one can stop him from finding the person who betrayed him.

Unless he dies, otherwise, he will never forgive the wrong party. He will definitely make the wrong party worse than death.

"I'm mad!"

A middle-aged man shoots his leg.

Don't shoot. Otherwise, we will die together.

But no, in the face of Kazuo Sakata's crazy behavior, he couldn't just ignore him.

He must stop the wrong side.

He even begged for the wrong party to be arrested and for the wrong party to regain their composure.

If you can't capture someone alive, then there is a possibility - death! A moon spy who has gone crazy will bring harm to the organization.

so……

Kazuo Sakata must die!

"bring it on!"

Kazuo Sakata kicked off his shoes.

Get in the way.

He was not used to wearing shoes when fighting.

Likewise, on his wrong leg, the man also kicked off his shoes. He was also not used to wearing boots.

"Say my name."

"Miyamoto Shinichi."
To be continued...