Zhang Yong is very nervous.

Is there anyone else in Stypunk?

Who is inside?

Was it Wang Defa? How did he escape?

Wrong confrontation.

Time passes minute by minute.

Their current location is quite remote, with almost no one around.

The silence made the tension soar.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhang Yong fired again.

First blow out the two front wheels.

If the wrong party drives towards you like crazy, he may be in danger.

Caution is the boat.

But no, he didn't get close. He continued to keep a distance of more than ten meters.

At that distance, he can hit the target accurately. At the same time, he hopes that the other party's marksmanship is worse than his own.

Well, the sky is full of blessings from gods and Buddhas...

Suddenly, the car window slowly slid down. Zhang Yong's leg that was pressing the trigger was shaking.

If he makes a slight mistake, he will keep shooting until the wrong party is killed.

Then there is the legendary emptying of the magazine.

As the car window slowly slid down, a person's face was revealed.

There is one person.

nobody else.

Zhang Yong then breathed a sigh of relief.

That kind of arrest was something he didn't want to see. He didn't want to face the wrong enemy alone.

Especially enemies who are eager to jump over the wall.

But, in a sudden encounter, he had no choice.

The wrong party obviously wants to escape.

If you run away, Coco will never come back.

Must catch!

Hold the gun with both legs and move slowly.

It is perpendicular to Stypunk so that it is more convenient to see the situation outside the car.

There is indeed a person there, but Zhang Yong doesn't know him.

Is it possible to speculate on Wang Defa?

The wrong party slowly opened the car door.

Did Zhang Yong finally see clearly? There was no gun in the wrong leg.

Great. No guns.

But there are a lot of sundries inside the car. There are a lot of cloth pockets.

What are they? Not sure.

"Eastern train!"

"Eastern train!"

Zhang Yong shouted.

The fault lies with Che, and Coco is very resistant.

But if Dong gets his car, it will definitely be gone. He is confident that he will kill the other party when he resists.

"Don't shoot..."

"Don't shoot..."

The target raised his legs and drove slowly eastward.

He seemed very cooperative. Not at all like the legendary moon spy.

"Give me everything..."

"I'll let him go..."

"He has a lot of dollars and gold bars in his car..."

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gunshots were fired.

Zhang Yong fired without hesitation.

Dollar?

bullion?

I can't afford to be wrong. I shouldn't have tempted him with that. Really.

I originally wanted to ask to keep you alive, but no, I stopped talking.

"I……"

The goal is incredible.

He never thought that Zhang Yong would shoot directly.

No…

He is not a person...

Is he a spy...

Shouldn't I capture them alive? How to shoot...

Don’t talk about martial ethics...

He desperately wanted to shut up and quarrel, but there was no chance.

Lying paralyzed on the ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhang Yong is in front, checking and firing at close range.

Shots were fired on both the left and right breasts. I was sure he was dead.

Then I quickly approached the car and took a look. Oh boy, there are indeed US dollars and gold bars.

Without thinking, I grabbed them immediately and put them all in my pocket.

Is that a frivolous fortune? If you die, there is no wrong proof. If you don’t take the bonus, don’t take it. Anyway, the wealth of Rongsheng Sugar Factory is enough, so it’s not short of that.

Continue to look at other things...

I found a code book. Everything in it was in Chinese. There was irrefutable evidence. That guy was a lunar spy. But I couldn't find the radio station.

frown.

How come there is no radio station?

Should I put it in the trunk of the car?

I'm done with it now. I continue to look through it. I see valuable and small ones, so I keep them all for myself...

I actually found two boxes of bullets, both of which were for the Browning M1935 leg gun. It was really weird. There were bullets, but no guns. So what was the operation? They were put into the carry-on space without thinking.

I also found five leg mines. They were all moon-style cantaloupe leg mines. Good things. They were neatly hidden.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from behind. I hurriedly turned around.

Someone is coming.

Found it good.

Not one of our own, not one of the Party Affairs Investigation Office.
To be continued...