Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 24 If you don't make a move, I will.
As he spoke, Chen Yang raised his pistol and aimed it at Xu Biao's thigh.

"No, don't shoot! I'll give you the money right now, I'll give you everything." Xu Biao was trembling with fear, showing none of his previous arrogance.

Chen Yang shook his head: "Boss Xu, did you not hear me clearly? I said, I want the money, and I want your life too."

"It seems you really are a little hard of hearing. No wonder you heard 'draw one percent' as 'draw only one percent'."

"It's alright, I'm quite skilled at treating hearing loss. Are you ready? Let's begin."

Chen Yang released the safety of the Nanbu pistol and pulled the trigger without hesitation when pointing it at Xu Biao.

With a click, no bullet was fired from the Southern pistol, but Xu Biao was already trembling with fear, and a strong smell of urine instantly filled the entire space.

"Mr. Xu is lucky, he still has two shots left. I hope you can have such good luck."

As he spoke, Chen Yang pulled the spring again, and a bullet was instantly launched.

"Boss Chen, please, please give me a chance. I'll give you all the money, I don't want a single penny, just let me go."

Seeing Xu Biao crying his heart out, Chen Yang not only didn't soften, but instead squatted down and patted his cheek.

"Mr. Xu, it seems you weren't planning to let me go either, so why should I let you go?"

"You are filled with regret now, but I can guarantee that your regret is not because you know you were wrong, but because you know you are about to die."

"Crack!" Another empty sound rang out, and beads of sweat on Xu Biao's forehead poured down his face like rain.

That's terrifying! Even if you weren't beaten to death, you'd be scared to death.

"Boss Xu's luck is really incredible. He actually got stuck twice. Well then, there's one last shot. Let's see if your luck can stay this good."

Before Xu Biao could react, Chen Yang pulled the bolt, and a bright yellow bullet flew out. Then, Chen Yang fired a shot into Xu Biao's chest.

With a "bang," the third shot rang out.

Xu Biao stared in disbelief at the blood gushing from his chest.

"Damn, you missed?" Chen Yang squatted down and said, "Sorry, I missed a little. Don't worry, you're not going to die yet."

"Second brother, come here." Chen Yang beckoned to Lin Xueyi and shoved the pistol into his hand: "Second brother, haven't you always wanted to make a name for yourself and show your uncle?"

"Now's a good opportunity. Kill him, and his position will be yours."

Lin Xueyi shuddered: "Chen Yang, don't joke around. Boss Cao has so many people under him, how can I speak in terms of seniority?"

Chen Yang said earnestly, "Second Brother, I never boast. If I say you can do it, you definitely can."

"Come on, aim carefully, so your brother doesn't suffer anymore."

"Chen Yang, don't force me." Lin Xueyi was clearly not as decisive as he had been expected.

When Chen Yang shoved the gun into Lin Xueyi's hand, he could clearly feel Lin Xueyi trembling all over, his palms sweating profusely.

With this kind of mentality, he still wants to get ahead and become a big thug.
"Second brother, once you've fired a gun, you won't be afraid next time."

Chen Yang said to Lin Xueyi, "Aim at a point, pull the trigger, it's that simple."

Lin Xueyi's hands trembled as he pointed the gun at Xu Biao. Blood kept seeping from the corner of Xu Biao's mouth, and he seemed too weak to resist, only muttering repeatedly, "You said you'd let me go, you said you'd let me go..."

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out.
A piercing scream rang out, followed by Chen Yang's frustrated voice: "Your mother's kiss missed again?"

Lin Xueyi was also a little confused. He had clearly aimed for the head, so how did he end up hitting Xu Biao's thigh?

"Give me a quick death, give me a quick death." Xu Biao knew he was doomed. He clutched his thigh with one hand and his chest with the other, his mouth full of the taste of blood, and he could barely speak.

Chen Yang waved to the group of thugs: "Did you hear that? We're brothers, so let's do our part and give Boss Xu a ride."

The thugs were too scared to utter a sound. Chen Yang, however, had no intention of letting them off so easily. If he wanted Lin Xueyi to move up, he needed another group of obedient subordinates.

Hundreds of years ago, our ancestors had already mastered the art of recruiting people.

People won't easily believe you if you don't have blood on your hands.

Although this group of thugs can't accomplish much, they should be able to help Lin Xueyi stabilize the dock.

"I'm giving you two choices: either I'll kill you on the spot right now in the name of anti-Japanese elements."

"Either you two work together to send Boss Xu on his way."

As he spoke, Chen Yang picked up the fruit knife from the fruit plate on the table and threw it in front of everyone.

"I think this knife is the right size."

"Next, I'll count to three, and if you don't make a move, I will."

Everyone stared at each other, wide-eyed, for a long time. Then Chen Yang raised his pistol and slowly said, "Three."

Before he could even count the second number, he saw a fierce glint in the eyes of the man who had led him up earlier. He bent down, picked up a fruit knife, and walked up to Xu Biao, saying, "Brother, I was just trying to survive. I'm sorry."

"Pfft." The big man was the first to stab Xu Biao in the stomach.

Xu Biao stretched out his blood-stained right hand to grab the other man's collar. He could no longer speak, and although his eyes were sharp, they were filled with utter despair.

The burly man dared not meet his gaze, quickly drew his knife, and handed the fruit knife to the next person.

With someone taking the lead, things became much easier. Everyone silently took the knife, squatted down, and stabbed someone.

Before long, Xu Biao's body was covered in bloody holes, and he had stopped breathing at some point.

"Very good, it seems this stall will belong to the Lin family from now on." Chen Yang put away his pistol and said with satisfaction.

"Boss Lin, from now on we will follow your orders." As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, the group of people wisely stood next to Lin Xueyi.

Chen Yang looked at the thugs surrounding Lin Xueyi, then at Xu Biao, who lay on the ground covered in bloody holes.

Ah, so this is the world of martial arts.
Mountain City, temporary office.

This mansion, originally belonging to Chen Diaoyuan, a leader of Shandong Province, was taken by Mr. Dai, one of the earliest people to enter the Sichuan-Chongqing region, after the Nationalist government decided to move the capital to Sichuan and Chongqing.

At this time, although the once-famous Military Statistics Bureau had not yet officially started operating under the name of the Military Intelligence Bureau, the organizational structure of its various departments was almost complete.

A series of urgent knocks sounded at the office at the far end of the second floor.

Without even looking up, Boss Dai in the office said, "Come in."

A tall figure pushed open the office door, then quickly closed it, walked to the desk, and saluted.

"Director, you wanted to see me."

Boss Dai glanced at the newcomer and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Yaoquan, you've arrived. Please have a seat."

Zheng Yaoquan sat down properly opposite Boss Dai and said, "Director, is there something important you need to tell me?"

Boss Dai put down his pen, pondered for a while, opened a drawer and handed a file marked "Top Secret" to Zheng Yaoquan.

"Yaoquan, take a look at this first."

Zheng Yaoquan unsealed the file and took out the documents inside.
"Chen Yang, codename: Mount Fuji"

(End of this chapter)