I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 54: When the seasons change

Having bread with Ma and riding Ah Mao's bicycle, I suddenly feel like I have become the hero of a youth romantic comedy.

He always felt that riding out like this would definitely run into a reckless female classmate in the corner.

Or when you're about to climb the steep **** to the school gate and see an autistic girl cheering her on in front of the **** or something.

He Ma turned around and said to Ah Mao, "I'll trouble you to send Chiyoko to the Yuechuan girl later. If you don't have a car, remember to leave early and don't be late."

"Master, don't worry." A Mao nodded.

At this time, Chiyoko ran out of the house, carrying a bento box in a bag in her left hand and a sports water bottle in her right hand, and ran all the way to Kazuma, stuffing her head into the front basket of the bicycle.

“Wheat tea and lunch, do you still have change?” she asked.

He Ma nodded: "Also."

He glanced at Chiyoko's school uniform, and asked in surprise, "Starting to change summer clothes today? So early?"

"It seems to be the influence of the El Niño phenomenon. This year's warming is relatively early, so the school board of directors met and decided to change it earlier." Chiyoko replied.

Kawama looked at Chiyoko's high school summer clothes and said with a smile, "It's good. When I come back in the evening, I'll take a good look at it."

After speaking, he pushed the car and stepped onto the seat for a few run-ups.

Amo and Chiyoko watched him leave at the gate of the courtyard.

**

He Ma first came to the Civic Library in Geshi District.

The library Kiryu Dojo is relatively close, so he plans to visit here first, and then go to the archives if he doesn't have the required materials.

If not, run further to the Tokyo Metropolitan National Library.

The library just opened early in the morning. There were not many people. The borrowing counter was empty. The trolley next to the counter was piled with a large number of books that had completed the return process and were waiting to be put back into the shelves.

He Ma clapped the bell on the counter a few times in front of the counter.

The ding ding disappeared at once, as if absorbed by the densely arranged bookshelves.

So and the horse began to beat the bell continuously.

"Come here!" An old bass floated from the bookshelves, and then an old man in his fifties with slightly gray hair came out from between the bookshelves pushing an empty cart.

He glanced at He Ma and pouted: "Hmph, the young people are getting more impetuous recently, don't you know how quiet it should be in the library? Also, the magazine area is over there, just take it and read it by yourself. Well, by the way, we don't have celebrity gossip magazines here."

Well, Kazuma thought, the old man thinks of himself as a young idler.

"Master, why are you the only one on duty in this library?"

"It originally belonged to two people, but recently, someone from the National Library seems to have run away to take revenge on the society, so the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports and Tourism began to rectify the personnel of the National Library and temporarily dispatched our people here to help."

He Ma frowned: "revenge on society?"

"Yes, I don't know the details. Anyway, the entire department of the National Library has been suspended for review, and then people are dispatched from libraries in various districts to support. So, are you here to chat with me or borrow books?" While talking, the uncle went back to the counter, put on his reading glasses, and looked at Kazuma.

"I'm here to borrow the book." Kazuma speculated on the relationship between this incident and the previous bombing of the Kandagawa Police Station, and said, "I want the hydrological data of Tokyo Bay."

The uncle pushed his glasses, looked at Hema carefully, and shook his head: "I won't give it to you. It's a research material, not a manual to guide you to electric fish and fry fish. You young people are just pondering crooked ways and have no money. Once you hit Pachinko, go to work.”

He Ma raised his eyebrows and wondered if this uncle thought I was bad because he saw me carrying a wooden knife?

Where is the problem of not using hairspray and wax these days?

After all, Kazuma has no money, can't afford hairspray, and his sister doesn't even need makeup, she relies on red headbands to dress up.

"Master, I'm doing research."

"Oh, now Xiao Young has started to do research." The uncle let out a hearty laugh, as if he had just heard a very funny joke.

And Ma took out the student ID card of the University of Tokyo from their pockets.

The first time the uncle saw the student ID card, he didn't know what it was, he asked "what", and then pushed his glasses, only this time he could see clearly.

Then he raised his head, keeping his hand on his glasses, and looked up and down again carefully.

"Are you a student at the University of Tokyo?"

"Yes, I'm Kazuma Kiryu from the University of Tokyo."

"Is that Kiryu and Ma?"

He Ma nodded solemnly: "It's that Kiryu and Ma."

The uncle stared at Kazuma for a few seconds: "Oh, you are Kiryu Kazuma. Oh, I thought you were a young man who skipped class to have fun. You look too young."

He Ma: "I'm eighteen years old, so it's a problem to look old?"

"Are you eighteen? How do I remember reporting on..."

"According to the report, I am also 18 years old. I just took the exam this year."

The uncle patted his forehead: "Oh, look at my memory, I'm so confused. Do you know that there is a shop selling rough dim sum in the shopping street near Geshibei Gao?"

How could Kazuma not remember that it was at that store that he had a feud with Tsuda-gumi, and Mikako was knocked out by someone with a bat at the time.

"I remember, I even beat up a bunch of gangsters there to make trouble."

"That's right, that's the shop! Later, the old woman who opened the shop took over the shop and moved to my neighborhood after selling the money. I chat with my wife all day long, and talk about Kiryu-kun when I have nothing to do."

He Ma scratched his head: "Is that so?"

The uncle asked enthusiastically: "By the way, the old woman next door is worried that the pole that you have driven away will trouble you again, are you all right?"

"It's fine, I raised the whole group." He Ma laughed.

Uncle took this as a joke and laughed.

He Ma laughed too, as if it were a joke.

After laughing, the uncle said: "You want hydrological data, right? Sit over there and wait, I'll get it for you."

"No, you tell me the bookshelf and I'll find it myself..."

"No no no no, take it easy, I'll bring it for you, save trouble. Go sit over there. Do you want some water?"

He Ma Liang put down the kettle in his hand: "I have barley tea."

"Okay." After saying that, the uncle came out from behind the counter and strode into the depths of the bookshelf.

Sit with the horse to the position pointed by the uncle just now, and suddenly feel a little emotional.

This is prestige.

The people are not always insensitive and will reward those who protect them in their own way.

Maybe this kind of return has no real benefits, but a good mood alone makes people feel that it is worth the price of the ticket.

He Ma Zheng sighed, the uncle came out with a stack of books.

"Because I don't know if you're looking for ocean current information, submarine topography information, or something else, I've got it all for you."

He Ma looked at the five tomes in Uncle's hand and frowned slightly.

"Well, I just want to see where the water flows, especially the shallow water."

The enemy was seriously injured when he fell into the water. He must rely on the current to run far away. It is impossible to escape the encirclement by swimming alone.

So just follow the current to find it.

"Then this one." The uncle took out a relatively thin book and placed it on the table. "If you only want to see the direction of the shallow water flow, just turn to the picture in the appendix."

"Okay. Uncle, are you so familiar with this?"

"I have been in the library for decades, and I read books when I have nothing to do. I am not boasting. I have glanced at most of the books in the library. Of course, most of them are just casually flipping through."

He Ma said "oh", turned to the last appendix of this book, and saw a concise surface water flow chart.

"Can you make a copy of this picture for me?" Kazuma said as he glanced at the latest copier in the library.

It was only when I was in junior high school that I saw similar equipment in the library.

"Yes." The uncle picked up the book and went to the copier.

A moment later, Kazuma left the library with the copied water flow chart, and the uncle took him all the way to the door.

Riding on the bicycle, Kazuma decided to first go to the bridge where the enemy last confronted that night, and then go down the river to find it.

**

At this moment, Yamada is removing the stitches from his wound.

As a heavily trained agent, it's a piece of cake to sew wounds, bandage, and remove sutures.

As to why he was not as badly injured as He Ma, but the stitches were removed later, it is unknown.

It may be that the environment of the safe house is not as suitable for recuperation as the VIP ward of the hospital.

After removing the stitches, Yamada finally washed the injured area with saline, and then wiped it with gauze.

He threw the gauze into the gasoline can in front of him.

The bucket was already full of **** gauze and other **** from wound treatment, and an unpleasant stench wafted from the bucket, attracting flies buzzing above it.

Yamada poured some alcohol into the gasoline barrel and threw it in with a match.

The flames shot so high that they licked up to the tin ceiling at one point.

Convection caused by the rising hot air made the chandeliers in the safe room sway, so all the shadows in the room swayed - the windows of this room were covered, and the lights were turned on during the day.

Ignoring the burning garbage, Yamada stood up, walked over to the workbench, sat down, and turned on the radio.

The sky in Tokyo is full of clear-text communications, including calls from ships sailing in Tokyo Bay, conversations between Narita Airport Control Tower and airplanes, and clear-text communications from the police.

As long as you know the frequency, you can listen.

Of course, plaintext communication doesn't have any important information, but if you keep monitoring every day, you can always detect something.

In addition, the radio can listen to various radio stations.

Through these, Yamada searched for information about the person named Kiryu Kazuma day after day.

Actually, this is mainly because he can't leave the safe house to buy newspapers and magazines, otherwise he can know the address of Kiryu Dojo just by reading the weekly magazine Fang Chun.

According to the frequency of his transcriptions these days, Yamada checked them one by one to see if there was any information about Hema.

Although he is eager to compete with Kiryu and Ma, and to restore the humiliation of "defeat", he is not impatient at all.

Agents can't be impatient, and execute the plan step by step and methodically. That's how agents do things.

Yamada is not at all worried that his personal vendetta will cause trouble for the organization he belongs to.

He vaguely guessed that the KGB should have longed for such an opportunity to fully test the results of the Super Soldier program.

With results, Comrade Patriots can be persuaded to put super soldiers where they are more needed, rather than just using them as a tool of infiltration and destruction.

As usual, Yamada silently adjusted the radio knob, searching for the information he needed in the sea of ​​radio waves. Behind him, the flames of the gasoline barrels were burning.

**

Kiryu and Ma rode their bicycles down the river, not finding any buildings that seemed to hide along the way.

He rode his bike all the way to the mouth of the river.

Then he discovered one thing: Tokyo Bay is bigger than he thought.

He got off the car and stood on the seaside guardrail, looking along the coastline, he didn't even feel it was a bay.

This is trouble, I'm afraid I won't be able to cover a third of the scheduled distance on a bike until it gets dark.

But on the other hand, since Tokyo Bay is so big, the enemy's physical strength should not be enough to swim very far.

Maybe the enemy really died from exhaustion, and then sank to the bottom with the equipment.

As for not finding the body, it seems normal that Tokyo Bay is so big that it cannot be found.

And the horse bit his lip.

No, I still have to find it. If I don't try all the methods, I won't be able to sleep at all in the future. I'm afraid I will see the sea of ​​flowers on the other side when I sleep.

The beautiful sea of ​​​​flowers is beautiful, but who can stand it like this.

Jump off the rail with the horse, get on the bike, and start following the direction of the ocean current on the current map.

After riding for about an hour, Kazuma still didn't see any buildings that could be lurking places.

In fact, running all the way, what he saw was basically a busy port with people coming and going.

Just as he was about to stop and rest for a while, he heard someone honking behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the familiar police car.

However, everyone in the car was wearing casual clothes.

"Yo, boy!" The car slowed down after running with the horse, and the short-haired policewoman Xia Shu rolled down the window, "I was discharged from the hospital so quickly? Is it okay to exercise so vigorously as soon as I leave the hospital?"

He Ma glanced at Xia Shu and asked suspiciously, "Are you off duty today?"

"Take a break, take a break." Xia Shu waved his hand.

"Can I still drive a police car on vacation? Isn't this a private bus?" He Ma said.

"You can't say that. We drive the police car so that when we need reinforcements, we just put this on top and go for reinforcements." Xia Shu spread his hands, "You should praise us for our hard work."

He Ma shrugged and ignored Natsuki's sophistry.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Are you going to cruise along the river by the seaside?" he asked, looking at Xia Shu.

Xia Shu shook his head: "No, we're going to Kamakura to see the sea, but we don't want to take the Capital Expressway. Anyway, we're traffic policemen, and we're familiar with the road conditions. If we take a shortcut, we won't get stuck in traffic."

He Ma didn't know the current time. After all, he didn't have a watch, so he looked at the position of the sun in the sky before answering: "Go to Kamakura now. Is it night time?"

"The sea is beautiful at night, especially on sunny days like this." Xia Shu gave Kazuma a thumbs up.

Unexpectedly, this Xia Shu looks like an uneducated eldest sister, but she is actually quite stylish.

He Ma smiled slightly and said, "Then can you do me a favor by the way?"

"Huh?" Xia Shu frowned, as if realizing that things were not simple.

At this time, Xiaobayakawa said: "Then let's stop first, you can elaborate."

"Hey!" Xia Shu shouted, "We finally took a break! This guy is a troublemaker! As soon as he said this, I smelled super trouble!"

Before he finished speaking, Kobayakawa had already driven the car into the area for people to turn around on the side of the road and stopped.

Xia Shu sighed: "Alas. Okay, boy, tell me what you're going to do."

**

An hour later, Natsuki and Xiaobayakawa left the more prosperous coast with Kazuma and drove on the seaside road where there are relatively few people.

The bicycle that Amao lent to Kazuma was tied to the top of the trunk with ropes, and it looked like the car was carrying a burden.

"Is this really still in Tokyo Bay?" Kazuma asked, looking out the window.

Natsuki: "Of course it is. Maybe one day the entire coast of Tokyo Bay will be very prosperous, but not today. From here to the coast of Yokohama, it is more rural."

Kobayakawa said, "The development plan of the deputy capital is to make use of these coasts. You can see the construction site of the first phase of reclamation in front of you, and then you can see the ruins of the fort in Odaiba."

He Ma said "oh" and suddenly saw a solitary shop standing there by the roadside, and hurriedly asked: "There is still a ramen shop here? Where are the customers?"

"There is a base of the Metropolitan Police Mobile Team nearby, and the main customers should be people there." Kobayakawa paused, "Before the war, it was said that the Navy's test flight field was also here, and from time to time you would see planes pulled from the factory to The bullock cart at the test flight field."

He Ma wondered if he should be surprised here.

After all, this is probably unimaginable to modern Japanese.

But Kazuma is not a modern Japanese, but a future Chinese. He has been involved in military forums in his previous life. He has heard all these things. Military enthusiasts at the time called old Japan "imperial imperialism."

Kobayakawa glanced at Ma and Ma through the rearview mirror, and said in surprise, "You don't seem surprised at all."

"I'm a college student from East China." Kazuma gave this reason, "I knew what you said when I was studying for the exam."

"I see. Tohoku University students are amazing." Kobayakawa laughed.

Xia Shu: "People are different from us. Even if you come in to become a police officer, you will start directly at the police department. After nine months at the grassroots level, you will be in the police department. If you take the special exam route, you can still wear a gold watch."

He Ma smiled slightly, but did not express any further comments on the future that Xia Shu helped him plan.

Kobayakawa brought the topic back: "In short, the kind of hidden place Kiryu-kun is looking for should be on this stretch of coast. Unless someone is in the bustling port area, there is no way to hide people."

"But this place is already very far from the bridge where the guy fell into the water." Xia Shu took the conversation seriously, "I don't think he can swim this far, not even by the current. Humans can't do it. After all, why do you think he's not dead?"

He Ma raised his hand and pointed to his temple: "Intuition."

"Are you a woman? Intuitive all day long!" Xia Shu said rudely.

Kobayakawa continued to drive smoothly.

**

As the sun went down, Kobayakawa parked the car beside the anti-wave railing.

He Ma asked: "What's the matter? Do not continue to open?"

Kobayakawa: "The US military base is in front of him. He can't hide in the US military base, right?"

He Ma frowned, opened the door and got out of the car, and looked into the distance.

As I approached Yokohama, the shore began to become prosperous again, and the US military base was already brightly lit before nightfall.

With their own eyesight, Kazuma can see the lights on the aircraft carrier parked in the base.

Aramaki told Kazuma that this time he encountered a super soldier created by KGB's psychological plan.

The people from the KGB... shouldn't have run into the US military base? Although the theory of black under the lights has its truth, but... no one really implements it?

After thinking about it with Ma, I think it's safe to use a telescope or something to look at it. What if I happen to see a building suitable for hiding?

He turned to Xia Shu and said, "Can you lend me a telescope or something?"

"We do have binoculars, but we advise you not to do this." Xia Shu said, nuzzling to the side.

He Ma turned his head and saw a motorhome parked on the shore in the distance.

"Maybe that's just an ordinary RV to watch the sunset?" He Ma said.

"Yes, there is a possibility, but it may also be a gongan or even a CIA car. Recently, the US aircraft carrier wandering in the Indian Ocean to support Afghanistan has a home port in Yokohama." Natsuki said.

He Ma: "You are quite familiar with the international situation?"

"I'm a man's wife." Xia Shu said, raising his hand and brushing his short hair, his exaggerated chest muscles trembled with this movement.

He Ma thought about it for a while, and could only stunned: "Okay... Then please take me home if you two get tired again."

Xia Shu smiled slightly, turned around and quickly took down the bicycle tied to the trunk of the car and placed it in front of Kazuma.

"Sorry, but we're going to Kamakura to see the sea at night. It's a good way to go from here. Come on, boy!"

He Ma is holding the handlebars of the bicycle: "This is... so far!"

"Be at ease, we will radio our friends and go to your house to tell your sister in advance that you are alright!"

Natsuki got into the car while talking.

Kobayakawa took out the bento and barley tea given by Chiyoko from the back seat and put it in the basket of the bicycle, turned around and got in the car, fastened the seat belt, and started the car.

Xia Shu waved to He Ma: "Goodbye."

The police car that was used for private use just galloped away, leaving behind the bikers and horses in a mess.

However, He Ma thought to himself, it would not be a loss for the two big sisters to treat me to a meal at noon.

He set up the bicycle, sat down on the anti-wave railing, opened the bento box that had not been touched, and ate the barley tea while watching the sea.

**

Suddenly, Yamada heard a radio code call: "Hey, Junsuke, are you listening? Please go to the Kiryu Dojo and inform his sister, saying that Kiryu is now being placed near Yokohama by us and is going to ride home."

Yamada was so excited that he nearly snapped the lead of his pencil, he immediately turned the radio up to maximum and listened with bated breath.

"Xiashu? I'm listening. Are you talking about Kiryu and Ma, is that Kiryu?"

"That's right, that's Kiryu. Do you know where his dojo is?"

When Yamada is ready, write down the address of the Kiryu Dojo, and you can do it tomorrow—no, when the injury heals, you can go to a showdown with him.

However, the voice of "Runsuke" came from the radio: "I know. I'm a traffic policeman, and this kind of thing is clear. I'll drop by after get off work."

"Then please!"

"You guys have fun at the beach."

"Oh! By the way, do you want me to help you take a photo of Kobayakawa's swimsuit with a Polaroid... oh oh oh oh, drive carefully!"

The radio cuts off after speaking.

Yamada hurriedly adjusted the radio, but the conversation was nowhere to be found, and it seemed that the communication was indeed over.

He taps the table hard.

But then he thought of another thing: now Kiryu and Ma are near Yokohama!

Why?

Suddenly, Yamada was shocked, with a cold sweat on his back.

Kiryu and Ma are looking for me.

He knew I wasn't dead.

But it looks like he has no backup from the Japanese police and gongan, just a personal action.

This guy is really dangerous! Very dangerous!

Whether he enters the police or the gongan in the future, he will be a huge threat to KGB's activities in Tokyo!

At this moment, in addition to the desire to find the place back, Yamada has a second motive in his heart to kill Kiryu and Ma.

The implanted loyalty burns fiery.

He stood up, quickly armed himself, then walked to the door of the safe house and looked out through the periscope.

A real agent wouldn't be rash to expose himself.

Then, Yamada frowned.

There are patrol boats disguised as fishing boats on the sea, and there are US military posts and military dogs on the nearby road.

—what's the matter?

——Is there any big action at the US military base?

Although Yamada was very eager to rush out of the safe house to find Kiryu and Ma, who were still near Yokohama, reason suppressed his urge.

First of all, Yokohama is also very big. There is only such information as "he is in Yokohama". Looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Secondly, if you go out now, you will be caught by the US military before you can find someone.

He gritted his teeth and gave up the plan to leave the safe house, and focused on observing the situation outside through the periscope.

**

At this time, in the US military base, Colonel Hawke was instructing the US military to transport the Stinger missile from the C130 that had just landed into a civilian container.

The captain of the ocean-going container ship Camellia Maru, Yasuda, is standing cautiously beside the colonel.

Generally, the loading and unloading captains of cargo ships don't care. The captain's status on the ship is relatively detached. He will only take over the ship when entering and leaving the port and in emergencies. The daily affairs are all managed by the first, second, and third officers.

The fact that the captain is now picking up the cargo himself speaks to this extraordinary shipment.

After the door of the container was closed, U.S. soldiers began to paint the company logo of "Matsusami Electric" on the outside of the container.

Colonel Hawke turned around and gave Captain Yasuda the handover slip that read "Small Appliances": "A total of 100 Stinger missiles, which is enough to annihilate the Hind helicopter of a paratrooper brigade of the Soviet Army, if anything goes wrong, Captain Yasuda, do you know the consequences?"

Captain Yasuda wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and responded in stammering English: "Yes. I know."

"Relax. The Soviet Navy will not be able to cross the Tsushima Strait. You are safe throughout the journey, as long as you drive to the designated port to unload the cargo." After that, Colonel Hawke patted Captain Yasuda on the shoulder, "By the way, come on. The last thing I said..."

"Oh, I know, the company asked me to pass this on to you, thank you very much for choosing our boat." Captain Yasuda took out a thick kraft paper bag, "This is all fine tobacco!"

Colonel Hawke smiled: "Okay, I like Japanese 'tobacco'."

As he spoke, he took out a new Cuban cigar from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and took the "tobacco".

Captain Yasuda bows to Colonel Hawke and trots into the co-pilot of the already loaded container truck.

Colonel Hawke gestures to the adjutant next to him.

The adjutant gave the order in English: "Open the door."

So on the way to the gate of the base, several railings were raised at the same time, and the sentries all stepped back several steps to give way.

The container truck lights its headlights and the engine roars.

In the distance, another C130 flashed its night lights and landed slowly at the end of the runway.

**

It was the same night, in the Docklands.

"Your mother, D Koreans are so late? (Damn, why are these Koreans so late)" Parked in the Buick in the transshipment yard between the containers, the person in the co-pilot seat speaks Cantonese complained.

The person in the back seat was smoking a cigarette calmly, looking in no hurry at all. He gave the co-pilot a blank look and said in Japanese: "Speak Japanese. How many times have you said it, do as the locals do."

Beside the Buick, several cars were parked.

But the people in the other cars have already got off, carrying their AKs and guarding their surroundings.

Yes, with an AK.

After all, the opponent is also armed with heavy firepower, so he has to be careful.

Parked in the back of the van with a machine gun mounted.

Suddenly, a flashlight flashes on a nearby tower crane.

It was a bearded guy who had been looking at the tower crane. When he saw the flash, he knocked on the Buick's window and said in Japanese: "Big brother, the Koreans are here."

The man in the car nodded and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Then five cars appeared one by one at the other end of the transfer yard.

The person on the Buick made a gesture, and all the cars here turned on their high beams at the same time, and the modified headlights immediately illuminated the entire transfer field as if it were daylight.

The Korean convoy stopped more than ten meters away, and a large group of people got off the car at the same time, and then put up their long guns.

Qiu Dongwan, wearing a toad mirror, got out of the car and shouted at the Buick: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, don't you have to do this?"

The man in the back seat of the Buick took his last puff and smothered it in the outstretched palm of the bearded man.

Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

"Mr. Qiu, we got some not-so-good information." "Mr. Zhang" said in Japanese.

"I guess, the information said that we, the real boxing club, colluded with Japan's Kanto United, and wanted to kill you all here, right? Actually, we also received similar information."

"Mr. Zhang" laughed and said in a teasing tone: "Then you say, is it the Kanto United that wants to kill us together?"

Qiu Dongwan laughed: "Then they are too ignorant!"

The moment the voice fell, the observation post on the tower crane behind Mr. Zhang opened fire.

Qiu Dongwan immediately fell to the side, apparently familiar with how to deal with snipers.

Someone in the Korean shouted: "Axi, it's an ambush!"

"Wait a minute! Don't shoot, I didn't get hit!" Qiu Dongwan shouted loudly, but it was over, and the person who just shouted started shooting at Mr. Zhang.

However, Mr. Zhang swiftly ran backwards, jumped on the front of the Buick, slid all the way over the hood, and hid on the other side of the engine.

Not even Kalashnikov could penetrate the engine to threaten Mr. Zhang behind.

Here's a shot of the beard, and the Korean who opened the fire was shot in the head.

"Stop!" Mr. Zhang stopped loudly, "It's a misunderstanding! Use the radio to ask why the tower crane fired!"

As soon as the voice fell, a large group of people waving poles rushed out from all directions.

The Koreans had originally stopped Qiu Dongwan to fight back, but he shouted directly at the scene: "Mr. Zhang, you better have a reason that I can accept!"

His subordinates opened fire again, strafing the rushing pole-wielding guy.

Mr. Zhang's side, with his beard turned and his gun turned, Mr. Zhang jumped out from the back of the car and held down his weapon: "Stupid? How can Jidao cut people with such inconsistent clothing? It's just them. Tangle Jin, are you still not familiar with it? This is a problem! Throw the shock bomb, withdraw!"

As soon as the voice fell, the first wave of shock bombs was thrown out.

Fu Shou Gang rushed into the car in the sound and light effect of the shock bomb.

But the fastest rushing enemy is already there.

The next moment the group was overturned by the **** of the gun neatly.

The car of the Fushou Gang had never stopped, and it started quickly at this time. Buick with a bunch of bullet holes in the engine rushed to the predetermined retreat.

Other cars followed one by one, and the van was the last.

Originally, the gunmen in the van had opened the side door and were ready to shoot. When Brother Zhang shouted, the gunman closed the door again.

The sniper on the tower crane hangs down from the rope, falls firmly on the roof of the van, and then presses the release button to release the rope.

The motorcade drove away, waving steel poles like zombies chasing in vain.

The Koreans were still strafing and besieging the enemy. Some gunmen saw the Fushou Gang running away and wanted to turn their guns, but Qiu Dongwan held them down.

"If the action fails, we will also withdraw." Qiu Dongwan said.

So the Koreans got into the car and started to retreat while suppressing the guys besieging their side with firepower.

In the car, Xing Jishang, who was driving, asked Qiu Dongwan in the back seat: "This is a failure?"

"Humph." Qiu Dongwan sneered, "Of course not. I didn't expect that the Fushou Gang didn't fire on the crowd. Everything else is planned. Are your anti-tank mines still there?"

Xing Jishang frowned: "I'm still there, why do you want to plot against Mr. Zhang?"

"How could it possibly be successful~IndoMTL.com~ The Japanese are blowing so loudly, this time we will write to them once."

Xing Jishang pouted and said, "If we just cooperated with these... um, the living dead, and opened fire on the Fushou Gang, we might have succeeded."

"Yes, but we will also suffer heavy losses from the double blow of machine guns and snipers. However, if I die in the exchange of fire just now, you will probably be very happy?" Qiu Dongwan said unabashedly, at the same time Staring at Xing Jishang's profile with sharp eyes.

Xing Jishang: "It's not about being happy or unhappy, we are all gears to serve a great goal, we don't need to be sad or happy."

He answered as if a standard 5971 program produced "parts".

Qiu Dongwan sneered.

The convoy opened the gates of the wharf just at this time.

Qiu Dongwan suddenly fell silent as he looked at an inconspicuous car parked not far from the gate of the pier.

Xing Jishang broke the silence in the car and asked, "So, who should I bomb?"

"Bai Feng Zongwu, the president of Bai Feng, and his son Bai Feng Zhang." Qiu Dongwan said calmly, "And you have to be careful not to blow up with Bai Feng Yuyin, the young master of Bai Feng." /

"Why?" Xing Jishang asked suspiciously.

"How do I know. Japan said that as long as we do this, they can kill Mr. Zhang and his backbone, so let's just trust them. At least today the role of these living dead seems to be similar to what they describe. , then trust them again."

At the same time as the voice fell, a siren sounded in the distance.

As usual, the detectives from Section 4 of the Metropolitan Police Department came out to clean up the mess after the yakuza had almost fought, and returned to collect the reward with the dead yakuza head, like a flock of vultures.

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