Not reconciled...

He ran away frantically and continued to look for a breakthrough.

Soon, he jumped out of the gap in the house again. Fortunately, he didn't see anyone blocking him in front.

However, there is still a strong feeling of uneasiness.

Turn around.

I saw someone ambushing me behind me.

Damn it, it was the same group of people just now. They were lying in wait there quietly, waiting for him to come out.

The opponent had a gun in his hand, but he didn't shoot.

This fully shows that the other party is confident and wants to capture him alive.

However, they didn't make him feel the most humiliated. The most humiliating thing was that the young man was actually eating.

Seeing him emerge, the young man actually raised the thing in his hand, as if to say hello to him. Miyamoto Qisheng's mentality suddenly became irritable. He was on the verge of collapse.

"idiot!"

Miyamoto Nanashō roared angrily.

Zhang Yong heard it but didn't care. He was chewing peanut candy with relish.

Just now, on the road, he discovered a time-honored shop that made peanut candies. They were delicious. He was overjoyed and immediately got out of the car to buy some.

Oh, I felt relieved immediately.

Although my body was still wet, I didn't care anymore.

While chewing peanut candy, I waited for the spy to come out. I felt that my little life was quite comfortable.

The spy turned around and ran away.

He was not willing to fail. He felt that he could still struggle.

He chose the most secretive path.

Unless the other party is really a ghost, otherwise, it is impossible to predict his appearance.

impossible……

Absolutely impossible...

Miyamoto Nanhisheng kept thinking in his heart.

result……

When he emerged from the slit...

I saw several cars parked on the street outside. The young man was leaning against the car door.

Zhang Yong still held a pack of peanut candy in his hand.

There is no plastic in this era. There are only paper packages. The same is true for peanut candy.

Seeing the spy coming out, Zhang Yong raised the peanut candy in his hand and shook it, asking if he wanted two pieces?

"idiot!"

Miyamoto Qisheng's mentality exploded.

Ahhhh!

Ahhhh!

He couldn't accept such a cruel reality.

No matter how hard you try, you can never escape the other party's control.

What a desperate state of mind.

Even if he is caught and tortured, Miyamoto Nanisho will not be afraid.

However, at this moment, he was actually a little scared. Do Chinese people really have ghosts and gods?

Besides weird ghosts and gods, who else can monitor him anytime and anywhere?

Heartbroken, Miyamoto Qisheng turned around and left.

This is his last attempt. If it fails, he will give up completely.

He is very familiar with the situation nearby because there is a safe house nearby.

They have secretly prepared many safe houses in Jinling. There are them in almost every neighborhood. They are very convenient for hiding.

Taking advantage of the Chinese people's weakness for sympathy, they disguised themselves as pitiful beggars, easily evaded the checkpoints, and wandered between different neighborhoods. Then they met up and discussed how to proceed at night.

All of this was originally going very smoothly. No one saw through them.

But today, for some reason, a person suddenly came and exposed him inexplicably.

Who is the other party? He doesn't know.

He had never paid attention to the other party before.

Run quickly.

The action is very fast.

Not only are they superb swordsmen, they are also very powerful ninjas.

And he knows a lot of skills. He can be said to be the best agent. He is so good that he only belongs to the military and not to any secret service.

Even the heads of various secret service agencies "ask" them to do things instead of giving orders.

They perform various tasks more to challenge themselves than to act passively.

"It will definitely work this time."

"It will definitely work this time."

Miyamoto Nanisho repeatedly encouraged himself. He believed that Amaterasu would definitely bless him.

Finally, he emerged from the narrow alley again and quietly looked outside. No one was there. He didn't see the young man just now.

Very good, I successfully got rid of the other party.

Sure enough, he had the last laugh in the end. He was the real king.

Ha ha!

"Crash..."

"Squeak!"

At this moment, several cars arrived. They braked and stopped nearby.

Miyamoto Qisheng's expression suddenly changed.

idiot!

The other party appeared again. It was just a few seconds slower.

hateful!

He was intercepted by the opponent again.

The car door opened, and the young man who had frightened him got out of the car again.

He still held a bag of peanut brittle in his hand.

It’s not that Zhang Yong is pretending to be sexy, he really likes to eat it and can’t put it down.

This time we went a bit far, so we arrived late.

Fortunately, the target was not given a chance to escape.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yong proactively greeted the spy.

It can be seen that the other party collapsed.

That's it. I've run so many times. There's no point in continuing.

Apart from exhausting yourself, what's the use?

The spy is running on two legs and riding a car. He can play this game forever.

"idiot!"

Of course Miyamoto Nanasho didn't answer.

He hated this young man with all his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it.

what to do?

what to do?

Miyamoto Qisheng felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, he was in a dilemma and his mind was confused.
To be continued...