Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

This made him feel relieved. He thought that the second floor was the same as Manager Wang’s opium den, and the warehouse was downstairs.

That would be troublesome for him.

The front door of the second floor was locked at night, so if he was really downstairs, he would have to find a way to get down.

On the way, I had already thought about what to do and how to achieve a quick victory.

Now Sun Lang looks a bit like a smoker. He just had an explosion in the smoking den and his hair and body are covered with black ash.

If you walk into this smoking den now, you will look like a real smoker and no one will suspect you.

When he first came up, someone talked to him and asked him how long he had been smoking. I didn't know what the other person wanted to do, so I ignored him.

After walking around the tobacco shop, I found a man with a scar on his face and a fierce look, and prepared to attack him.

Go to the opposite corner and sit against the wall to hide your body.

The smoking den was full of people, and he saw people sitting or lying on the floor smoking big pipes, so it was not out of place for him to do so.

A stone appeared out of thin air in his hand and was clamped between his fingers.

"call out!"

"what……"

The stone hit Scarface's head just right.

Sun Lang used a little more force, and a stone made the other person's head bleed.

Scarface was lying on the couch, smoking opium and feeling very comfortable.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his head. He reached out to touch it and found it was wet, so he knew it was bleeding.

This made him look angry, and he couldn't help but lose his temper, and stood up and yelled:

"who is it?"

"Who hit me?"

"Come out here if you can, who the hell are you? You dare to attack your uncle, do you want to die?"

"Who are you? Why don't you ask who I am? If you dare to mess with me, come out and I will skin you alive!"

"Come out!"

He shouted for a long time but no one paid attention to him, which made him even angrier. His voice gradually got louder, making the people around him impatient.

"What are you shouting for? Go outside and make a scene if you want to."

"Can you fucking say that again?"

Scarface was already furious, but he couldn't find the culprit who had hurt him.

Now that someone still dared to talk nonsense to him, he instantly became angry again and walked up to grab the person who was talking.

The man with the scar on his face was indeed a strong man with great strength.

The hands grabbed the other person's collar and lifted the whole person up.

The man he caught was horrified. It was only then that he saw the scar on his face. Seeing the fierce look on his face, he knew that he was not someone to be trifled with. However, he still gritted his teeth and shouted:

"What do you want to do? Let go, let go now!"

As he said this, he tried to pry the hands around his neck, but they were like pieces of iron and he couldn't move them at all.

"What are you doing? What's wrong with you?"

The noise finally attracted the person at the counter.

While no one was paying attention, Sun Lang quickly walked towards the counter.

This time it went relatively smoothly. It was possible that the warehouse door was just behind the counter, and they thought no one would dare to come over, so they didn't even lock the door, which really made it convenient for him.

He glanced under the counter and saw two bags of good-quality opium. He took them out and threw them directly into the warehouse.

With a flip of his hand, two mines appeared, he pulled the bolts and threw them in.

This time he jumped directly onto the counter with his hands and squatted down as soon as he landed.

“Boom…Boom…”

The distance was so close that it was deafening.

Sun Lang also clearly felt that the entire second floor was shaking.

This scared him: "Damn, this is not a shoddy project, is it? I don't want to die here in frustration!"

"what…………"

"Ah...I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

The noise was much more frightening than that in Tan District. The screams of fear from everyone in the entire tobacco shop were as shrill as those of a woman.

When Sun Lang heard the words "don't die", he suddenly thought of something.

If the second floor really collapsed and these people were crushed to death, would it be considered homicide?

Then does he have to pay with his life?

If several people died and he was asked to pay with his own life, even one life would not be enough to pay.

Furthermore, what if he was crushed to death together with these people, how would the agent system judge?

Suddenly someone bumped into him, and Sun Lang came back to his senses: "I'm still thinking about these things in such a dangerous time. My brain is the same."

I hurriedly followed these people and ran towards the back door, putting all my thoughts aside. The most important thing now was to escape quickly.

But when I arrived at the back door, people were crowded at the door and I couldn't get down for a while.

Seeing these people swearing and pushing each other, Sun Lang's eyelids twitched. Thinking of the dark stairs at the back door, he had a bad feeling.

Until suddenly a scream was heard, and his bad premonition came true.

"Oh, my legs, who can help me?"

"Oh, it hurts, someone save me."

"Ah...don't step on me, who is the bastard who stepped on me?"

Hearing these screams, Sun Lang shuddered.

The last person's voice was familiar, it was the one with the scar on his face.

"There's a stampede! I'm not going to have to pay with my life, am I? I'm afraid my life isn't enough to pay for it."

It will take some time for me to go down the stairs.

He hurried to a window, opened it and looked down.

"Hiss... it's a little high!"

The distance from the second floor to the first floor is about three meters, which is not high but not low either.

Looking back at the still crowded crowd, Sun Lang decided to jump out of the window as soon as possible.

I climbed up the window and went outside. Fortunately, there was an eaves under the window, so I was closer to the ground when I stepped on it.

“Pah, pah, pah…”

Hearing footsteps in the distance, Sun Lang's face changed. He no longer hesitated and jumped down quickly.

He landed on his feet, rolled over to steady his body, and quickly blended into the darkness.

I came to the opposite street and hid in the corner. Just when I wanted to take a look, I wondered if those Japanese devils were coming.

"Ah... bang... ouch hey hiss..."

Hearing someone shouting, he looked towards where the sound came from.

With the dim moonlight, he could see the place where he had just jumped down. There was a figure squirming on the ground, then he got up and limped away.

This is imitating him jumping down from the building. Just looking at the other person's appearance, he fell quite badly. It must be that his landing posture was wrong. Jumping from a building also requires skills.

He shook his head and looked away from the other person.

As the footsteps approached in the darkness, the figure became clearer and clearer. It was the Japanese.

"This devil came pretty quickly. He must have known what happened in the Tan District Tobacco House."

"I'm afraid this last smoking den is going to be difficult to deal with."

In the darkness, Sun Lang quickened his pace.

Both of these large opium dens were attacked, and the Japanese will definitely pay attention to the last one.

I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort and time by then.

"I don't know what the Military Control Commission is doing. If it doesn't work, let them handle this last pipe."

"After all, they have more people, so their success rate should be higher than mine alone, right?"

"Forget it, let's go and see what happens."

Another hour and a half passed. After running for a whole night, Sun Lang felt really tired.

Without even taking a rest, he came to the teahouse and saw a figure swaying at the door of the teahouse in the dark.