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Chapter 370, I’m out of an American-style house(3/3)

He has never encountered such a strange situation. All his actions were predicted by the other party.

Keep running?

It's probably useless. The enemy has blocked this neighborhood.

He now has two choices.

First, commit suicide.

Second, rush up and be killed.

Apart from this, there is no third way.

Oh, surrender...

Or get caught...

"Come here." Zhang Yong waved to the Japanese spy.

Miyamoto Qisheng gritted his teeth and moved closer.

He wanted to know what the other party was going to say. At the same time, he was also looking for opportunities to make a sneak attack.

"My name is Zhang Yong." Zhang Yong introduced himself.

"Is it you?" Miyamoto Qisheng finally changed his expression.

damn it!

It’s actually him! It’s actually him!

Of course, Miyamoto Nanisho is no stranger to this name. She has heard of it many times.

Because various secret service agencies lost a large number of personnel in the hands of this Zhang Yong, and also lost a huge amount of money. All Japanese spies hated this Zhang Yong.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be such an ordinary young man.

If you were so ordinary that you were thrown into a sea of ​​people, he wouldn't pay special attention to that kind of person.

"Yes, it's me." Zhang Yong said with a smile, "Are you still running? If you run, I will arrange for someone to prepare a lunch box first."

"Baga!" Miyamoto Qisheng was furious, "Are you humiliating me?"

"Yes." Zhang Yong nodded calmly.

"Baga!" Miyamoto Qisheng was immediately stunned.

The other party actually admitted it!

You actually admit it just to humiliate him!

This makes him...

Ahhhh!

Ahhhh...

Miyamoto Nanisho was so angry that he wanted to explode on the spot.

However, it was useless.

Nothing happened.

He also had no chance of a sneak attack.

Beside Zhang Yong, there were a lot of black gun muzzles.

No matter how confident Miyamoto Nanisho is, he can't dodge so many muzzle shots.

"Are you from the Miyamoto family?"

"idiot!"

"Miyamoto Tekuma is your father?"

"Baga! What nonsense are you talking about? He is my uncle!"

"Oh, I thought it was your dad!"

"idiot!"

Miyamoto Nanise was furious.

The veins on his face popped out and his finger bones turned white. He looked like an angry beast.

However, Zhang Yong didn't care.

Beasts? Don’t be afraid. This is the age of guns.

No matter how powerful the beast is, it cannot withstand the bombardment of guns and artillery. What about humans? If they come up, they will die.

11.43mm bullets can’t kill you?

There is also a 7.92mm Mauser rifle at the back. I guarantee your satisfaction.

"Crash..."

"Crash..."

At this time, a large number of cars arrived.

A large number of soldiers, or agents, jumped out of the car and surrounded the scene.

After a while, the Fuxingshe Secret Service, Gendarmerie Headquarters, Police Department, and Party Affairs Investigation Division surrounded the area.

Virgo also appeared and waved to Zhang Yong.

"Virgo!"

"Don't be violent and make him collapse as much as possible."

"yes."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Then confused. How do I make him collapse?

I do not know!

But I was embarrassed to ask in front of so many people.

Mainly because Ye Xiufeng was there.

Maybe this guy will be sarcastic. I can't slap him in the face...

"idiot!"

"I want to duel with you!"

Suddenly, Miyamoto Qisheng yelled angrily.

He knew he had no way out.

He vowed to fight to the death with the other party.

"Were you responsible for the ghost in red?" Zhang Yong asked deliberately.

Mainly for other people to ask.

Because others don't know why.

"That's right. It's us." Since Miyamoto Qisheng was willing to go all out, he didn't hide anything.

In an instant, everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Bafeng was even more fortunate.

Damn it, I finally figured it out. It turned out to be a spy behind the scenes.

I really thought there was something mysterious going on. I didn't expect that it was the Japanese who were behind the scenes.

By the way, are the Japanese so boring? They come to Jinling to pretend to be a ghost in red to scare people? What kind of cool operation is this? Have nothing to do?

Gu Bafeng really couldn't figure it out.

"How many people do you have?" Zhang Yong continued to ask.

"Want to know? Come on! Come and fight me!" Miyamoto Qisheng shouted.

Zhang Yong:……

Don't be like this, okay?

Duel with you? That's stupid, okay.

Forget it, I’ll make an American-style Iai!

Take out the gun.

As a result, I was suppressed by Virgo.

Others swarmed forward and tried to capture the Japanese spy alive.
Chapter completed!
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