What does Zhang Yong do?

What's Li Shiqun doing here?

Feng Jiliang could even think of it with his knees, and it was definitely not good.

The two of them definitely came to see the jokes at the Secret Service Headquarters. They are both enemies of the Secret Service Headquarters.

It used to be Zhang Yong. Now Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun are included.

Especially the last two. They are traitors to the Secret Service Headquarters.

The Postal Inspection Office was separated from the Party Affairs Investigation Office. But Feng Jiliang didn't like the name Party Affairs Investigation Office.

They still like the domineering name of Secret Service Headquarters.

It is said that when the three branches were established, they also wanted to use the name Secret Service Headquarters. In the end, they were rejected.

Zhang Yong also heard about this. Later, Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun rebelled against the country and surrendered to the enemy, and established Demon Cave No. 76. Its official name was also the Secret Service Headquarters. It can be seen that they still remember this name. It is really a bad name.

It's worth fighting for. Boring.

"Director Feng, we are definitely not here to see a joke." Zhang Yong looked solemn.

"Thank you." Feng Jiliang didn't believe it.

"Who is it that attacked you?" Li Shiqun asked knowingly.

"Japanese." Feng Jiliang replied bitterly.

"How do you know?" Zhang Yong was a little surprised. He didn't seem to have told Feng Jiliang any information.

"They are Japanese." Feng Jiliang did not say the specific reason.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yong frowned.

"Sure." Feng Jiliang repeated, "They are Japanese."

"That's it." Zhang Yong was relieved.

He thought just now that he would have to spend a lot of time to prove that it had nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiliang was objective and determined that he was Japanese.

In fact, they are indeed Japanese. Currently, they are hiding in a building 300 meters away.

Although Zhang Yong has observed it using a 3D map, he doesn’t know where it is.

It doesn't look like a residential house, but it doesn't look like a common building either. I don't know what it is.

3D maps are very abstract and difficult to read.

"How could you..." The speaker was Li Shiqun. He was a murderer and pointed at the corpse on the ground.

"This Japanese is indeed very powerful. However, we also hit him." Feng Jiliang said slowly. His face looked very bad, but he did not deny it.

Indeed, one area was severely beaten this time.

I don’t know where the Japanese came from. They are so perverted.

It is said that the Japanese have extremely strong fighting ability, which is true for a long time. There are more than ten of them, but they can't beat one of them.

The Japanese invaders were almost always fatal with one blow!

Those who were killed were all shot once. Then there was no sound.

very scary.

This is definitely the first time Feng Jiliang has encountered such a powerful enemy.

Suddenly I felt that Zhang Yong was quite capable.

This guy captured so many spies and is still alive?

I couldn't help but take another look at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong understood immediately, so he turned around and let Feng Jiliang see the wound on his back.

Feng Jiliang asked doubtfully: "What is this..."

"It was the Japanese invaders who just hit me." Zhang Yong explained angrily.

Feng Jiliang felt much better immediately.

turn out to be……

Zhang Yong is also frustrated!

Haha. This spy nemesis is also injured sometimes.

It seems that it is not surprising that their Party Affairs Investigation Department suffered such heavy casualties this time. Look at Zhang Yong being injured!

How could a spy who could injure Zhang Yong be an ordinary person?

Okay, I feel relieved.

"You guys keep cleaning up! I have to keep chasing that grandson!"

Zhang Yong said angrily.

Of course Feng Jiliang wanted it. He hurriedly asked Zhang Yong to continue.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yong led his team and gradually approached the Japanese invaders.

Finally I saw the building clearly. It turned out to be an abandoned theater, overgrown with weeds.

The Japanese spy is quite powerful. He is actually hiding here.

By the way, the ruins of the theater are hung with cloth strips of various colors. When the wind blows, it looks eerie and uncomfortable. Most people don't dare to approach it.

After confirming that the target was injured, Zhang Yong decided to attack.

Prepare grenades or something to blow up the Japanese invaders directly. The grenades can be thrown dozens of meters.

Lead the team and approach quietly.

Order Qin Lishan to prepare grenades.

There is no one else in the abandoned theater. Feel free to blow it up.

Didn't it mean that there might be something unclean inside? Physical exorcism is the most effective. If a dozen grenades were dropped, Sadako would be crushed.

Secretly gather a dozen veterans with strong arms. Each person has a grenade.

These veterans can throw Gong-style wooden handle grenades over fifty meters.

so……

"Throw!"

Zhang Yong gave the order decisively.

More than a dozen grenades were shot out in unison.

They were like flowers scattered by a goddess, falling in every corner of the abandoned theater.

Full coverage.

No dead ends.

This is what Zhang Yong wanted.

Let the Japanese invaders have no way to escape.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The grenade exploded.

The Japanese invaders inside suddenly felt bad.

His reaction was very fast. He jumped out quickly. Faster than a frightened rabbit.

However, it was too late.

The indiscriminate attack of a grenade is definitely not something that can be avoided with agility.

Especially when more than a dozen grenades fell together, blocking every corner of the theater. No matter how he moved to dodge, there were always grenades exploding around him.

"idiot……"

The Japanese invaders groaned unwillingly.

Zhang Yong seemed to have heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it. Who cares? What's the use of calling him Baga? It's useless to call him Amaterasu.

"continue!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The second wave of grenades continued to be thrown.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Another explosion.

There was a fire around the theater and thick smoke everywhere.

"Throw!

Zhang Yong continued to wave.

The third wave of grenades fell again.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Another explosion.
To be continued...