Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

In the bustling crowd at the train station, Jiang Xuemin, who pulled out a submachine gun from a newspaper, and other people disguised as ordinary passengers, took out submachine guns from their respective camouflage tools and approached Doien Kanji from different directions.

"Da da da" the submachine gun spewed out hot flames, as if to devour everything.

Suddenly, a burst of fierce gunfire broke the silence of the train station, and bullets whizzed towards Doiyuan Kanji.

Doiyuan Kanji's guards reacted quickly. They quickly stood in front of Doiyuan Kanji and blocked the bullets with their bodies.

"Damn it!" Jiang Xuemin cursed inwardly. He quickly adjusted the shooting angle and pulled the trigger again.

However, the Japanese soldiers lurking around suddenly appeared and quickly formed a circle. The originally quiet forest suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression. The Japanese soldiers approached silently like cheetahs, their eyes were cold and sharp, and the weapons in their hands emitted a cold light.

The silence of the train station was broken by the sound of gunfire, and the crowd began to flee in panic. Jiang Xuemin and his companions continued to approach Doiyuan Xianji, trying to find an opportunity to eliminate him.

"Bang bang bang" gunshots rang out again, and the tense atmosphere in the train station reached its peak.

Doiyuan Kanji's guards reacted quickly and surrounded Doiyuan Kanji. They formed a human wall that made it impossible for Jiang Xuemin to aim at him.

Their movements were in perfect unison, as if they had undergone rigorous training, and each movement was full of strength and determination.

"Captain, this is a trap. We are surrounded! More than a dozen of our brothers have been killed." A team member whispered anxiously. His voice revealed anxiety and worry, but he still stood firm at his post and refused to give in.

Jiang Xuemin looked around and found that there were only three of his team members left. Their faces were full of fatigue and scars, but there was a firm light in their eyes. He knew that if he didn't leave, it would only increase casualties.

"Retreat!" Jiang Xuemin gritted his teeth and ordered. His voice was full of helplessness and anger, but he knew that this was the only choice.

He glanced at the teammates around him, and their eyes were also full of helplessness and tragedy.

The team members retreated quickly, they passed through the crowd and disappeared in every corner of the train station.

Mieko Sakai looked at the chaotic scene with a frown on her face.

"Mr. Fukuda, chase them. We must not let the anti-Japanese elements escape." Mieko Sakai said coldly.

Fukuda Sadasa nodded, and he quickly arranged people to pursue the anti-Japanese elements.

At this moment of relaxation, a hidden arrow silently shot at the heavily protected Dobiyuan Xianji.

Immediately, the fat man Xian'er fell to the ground, black blood flowed out of his mouth. He twitched twice and then died. It was obvious that the arrow was poisonous.

"Bang bang bang" the Japanese fired back by shooting in the direction from which the sleeve arrows came.

"General" Sato Ichiro looked at the fallen Doien Kanji in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the general was killed under his protection.

He squatted down and reached out his hand with a trembling hand to touch Tu Feiyuan Xianer's breath, but he was dead. He immediately fell to the ground helplessly.

Sakai Mieko recovered from her shock, stepped forward quickly, and slapped Sato Ichiro in the face: "You useless idiot, this is not the teacher. If it is really the teacher, then you are to blame for not protecting him properly."

Sato Ichiro was awakened by the slap in the face. He looked carefully and found that the person lying in a pool of blood was very similar to Doien Kanji in terms of figure and face shape, but there were traces of makeup on his face.

He immediately realized that this was not the general at all, but a substitute carefully trained by the general.

He looked at the stand-in lying on the ground and felt a chill in his heart.

He felt a little scared and was glad that it was just a substitute.

However, he also understood that the death of this substitute was undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

It is also evidence of his poor protection. He must find the murderer as soon as possible to prove his ability.

He looked at Mieko Sakai, and a surge of gratitude welled up in his heart. If it weren't for her slap, he might still be immersed in shock and unable to extricate himself.

Mieko Sakai shouted angrily, "Go chase the murderer."

Ichiro Sato bowed to Mieko Sakai, determined the direction from which the sleeve arrow came, and disappeared on the spot in a flash.

Ichiro Sato carefully measured the range of the hidden arrow and quietly came to a roof.

There was no one on the roof, but in the alley, a team of imperial soldiers were searching, including a white-haired old man who was walking slowly forward with a cane.

Suddenly, Sato Ichiro disappeared from the rooftop and suddenly appeared in front of the old man, with a samurai sword on the old man's neck.

The old man was startled by the sudden scene and staggered to the ground.

However, he fell at just the right moment, avoiding the threat of the blade.

The old man let out a series of “ah…ah…” sounds, and was obviously very frightened.

When Sato Ichiro saw this, he was immediately furious, because it turned out that the old man was a mute.

He looked up and waved to an imperial soldier: "Did you see anyone suspicious?"

The soldier replied respectfully: "Sir, no suspicious persons were found."

Sato Ichiro frowned and looked at the old man in front of him, a trace of doubt in his heart. He decided to interrogate the mute again.

"I ask you, who are you?" Sato Ichiro asked sternly.

The old man widened his eyes and looked at him innocently, still making “ah…ah…” sounds from his mouth.

Ichiro Sato saw that the old man did not seem to be faking it, and he did not see any flaws.

So he waved his hand impatiently, signaling the soldiers to retreat.

Then he leaned over and helped the old man up.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Sato Ichiro tried to comfort the old man.

The old man nodded, but the fear on his face did not subside.

Sato Ichiro sighed and continued, "Do you know if there are any suspicious people nearby?"

The old man hesitated, then shook his head.

Sato Ichiro frowned, knowing that this mute might really know nothing. But he was still unwilling to give up and decided to try again.

"Do you know any special places nearby?" Sato Ichiro asked patiently.

The old man was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

Sato Ichiro was delighted and quickly asked, "Where is it?"

The old man blinked and pointed to an abandoned temple not far away.

Ichiro Sato looked in the direction the old man pointed and indeed saw an abandoned temple.

He had an idea and decided to go there and take a look.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Sato Ichiro thanked the old man, then turned and left.

The old man watched Sato Ichiro leave, the fear on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a sly smile.