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

The other two agents immediately made way when they heard his words, and Sun Lang stepped directly over the person on the ground.

After the people walked away, Yang Guichang turned around and gritted his teeth as he looked at the blurry figure.

"Sun Lang."

He knew that every word Sun Lang said just now, seemingly directed at his subordinates, was actually a slap in the face.

But because of his identity, he couldn't slap back.

Yang Guichang didn't know that if he tried to grab the gun, Sun Lang would kick him mercilessly.

"Don't let me catch you."

He is now becoming more and more suspicious of Sun Lang. Everything he does is full of doubts, but he cannot catch any mistakes.

The more this happens, the more it proves that there is something wrong with the other party. Yang Guichang is now keeping a close eye on Sun Lang.

It's so obvious, how could Sun Lang not know?

You must be careful, but you can't be on guard against the other party all day long, otherwise you won't be able to do anything.

As long as there is no evidence and you are not caught on the spot, nothing will happen.

If the secret is exposed, the other party will be in trouble.

We chased them in the direction Liu Dazhuang and his men had left for a distance, but we didn't find anyone and didn't hear any gunshots. The Red Party members should have escaped successfully.

"Baga! They are just a bunch of pigs. They must be hiding nearby. It's impossible for them to disappear for no reason. Find them for me."

Angry roars of Japanese officers were heard in the distance.

At this time, Sun Lang saw a figure swaying in a dark alley on the side.

The system scan showed that it was a member of the Military Control Commission.

"withdraw!"

Their Military Control Commission was at the train station early in the morning, and later came to search the alleys, but they haven't seen a single person so far.

When I heard the gunshots and ran over, and listened to the Japanese officer's words, I realized it was too late.

"If we are one step slower, the people will be taken away by the Red Party."

“Who is helping them?”

"Team leader, you said someone is helping the Red Party?"

"No one is helping them. Where are the supplies coming from? No one is helping them. After so many searches, can they take the people away?"

"I don't know how the Red Party got lucky enough to get this bargain."

"Yeah, this mission failed again. The stationmaster will definitely be angry again when we get back."

When they dared to talk about the stationmaster, the team leader shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

They will definitely be scolded, which is what they deserve because they always fail to complete the task again and again.

After failing the mission, they are still talking about the webmaster. Look at the two people who just took over the conversation. They need to be taught a lesson in the future.

Sun Lang didn't worry about the Military Control Commission leaving.

After hearing what the Japanese officer said just now, Sun Lang was worried. If five or six people really wanted to hide nearby, it would be difficult for them to hide.

As a result, we searched from evening to the next morning, but found no trace of them.

Everyone had dark circles under their eyes, including Sun Lang.

He also searched the whole night, more thoroughly than those Japanese devils.

Not only did they not catch the person but they also lost him. There was no point in them doing anything here. This time it was Yang Guichang who took the lead. He was the team leader. He went to say hello to the Japanese officer and was about to leave, but he only got one word in reply: "Get out."

He was so angry that he didn't even have breakfast and ran straight to the station.

When he arrived at the station, Sun Lang found a roadside stall and ordered two bowls of wontons to enjoy.

Staying up all night and not having breakfast, how can that be considered human?

After dinner, I didn't see them, so I didn't go looking for them. I just waited for the train to arrive and got on it.

The Red Party hid all night and finally arrived at their safe base in the early morning.

Only then did Yu Kun see clearly the people who were saving him. After both sides introduced themselves, he learned that they were from the Red Party.

Yu Kun looked embarrassed at this time, hesitated, and finally spoke directly:

"My dear brothers, I am very grateful to you for saving me this time, but I am planning to go to Chongqing."

"So I probably won't go with you guys."

After he finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.

The few people looked at each other, and Liu Dazhuang motioned for them to go out first. After they left, he said:

"Yu Kun, right?"

Yu Kun nodded: "Yes."

"We saved you, not because we have to take you somewhere, but because we don't want you to fall into Xiao Ri's hands."

"We know that you returned with several other college students, but now you are all targeted by Xiaori, and they want to capture you and bring you back to Japan to be used as high-level laborers."

"You don't want to fall into Xiao Ri's hands, do you? It's not safe outside right now. There are Xiao Ri and No. 76 people everywhere trying to catch you."

"So I hope you can stay here for a while. After we rescue the others, we can discuss your plans together then."

The words were made so clear. Yu Kun was not a person who didn't know what was good for him. He knew that it was for his own good.

"Okay, Uncle Dazhuang, I'll listen to you and won't cause any trouble for you. I'll just wait here for my other friends."

Liu Dazhuang was also happy to see that Yu Kun was so sensible.

He found this guy much more pleasing to the eye, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, and the two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other.

But Yu Kun took another look in the room and saw nothing there, and the smile on his face faded.

"Uncle Dazhuang, you know I'm a mechanic, can you find some things for me to study? Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll get sick from being idle."

"this,"

Liu Dazhuang took a look at the house and felt a little embarrassed.

They rarely see mechanical things, how can they find these?

Then I thought of something:

"I remember you were a gun dealer, right?"

"Well, yes, you could say that."

Hearing this, Liu Dazhuang reached out and took out the gun behind him.

Seeing the old and almost obsolete gun in his hand, he thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out another gun from his waist.

When Yu Kun saw the gun, his eyes lit up. He knew at a glance that the gun was not simple.

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, Liu Dazhuang dodged him.

He said distressedly: "You can study the gun, but I have to take the bullets away."

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Although I just said that I will respect their choice, I still have to try my best to lure them over to my side.

These are all talented people, who would be willing to give them up to others?

"Okay, okay, I don't want the bullets, just let me study the gun."

After getting the gun, Yu Kun was instantly obsessed with it and began to study how to disassemble it.

This made Liu Dazhuang feel very distressed, so he turned around and left, thinking he could not see it.

"Hey, this gun is weird. It looks like it was made in Germany, but the internal structure and supporting parts don't seem to be something that can be produced now."

"Could it be that it was made by the Americans? That doesn't make sense. I've seen their latest models of guns, and they're not as well made."

Yu Kun frowned and guessed all sorts of things. Even if he racked his brains, he would never realize that the gun did not belong here at all.

Fortunately, the system knew its limits and did not create more advanced guns.

Otherwise, who knows how crazy Yu Kun would become.

A gun can make him so busy that he even forgets to eat.

If Liu Dazhuang hadn’t threatened to not eat and take away the gun, I would have starved to death.

Sun Lang didn't know that the gun rewarded to him by the system had been torn into pieces in the hands of a firearms expert.