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

The ammunition in Haicheng's arsenal disappeared overnight, and the security line was in vain, which caused an uproar. At the same time, Haicheng's water supply department also suffered a fierce explosion attack, causing international impact. The occurrence of these two incidents is undoubtedly a serious dereliction of duty in Haicheng's public security.

In the face of this crisis, someone had to stand up, and the chief of Haicheng Special High Technology Department became the target of public criticism. He was pushed to the forefront, facing enormous pressure from public opinion and accountability from the headquarters.

However, the commander of the Haicheng garrison seemed to have deep connections and influence in the upper echelons. Although he also bore some responsibility in this incident, his situation seemed relatively relieved, and he was only demoted one level.

Haizhou Special High Technology Section Chief's Office

Sakata Ono was wearing a plain kimono, the hems of which swayed gently in the breeze. In his hand, a long sword inlaid with the family crest shone with a cold light, a symbol of his family's honor and dignity.

The adjutant standing beside him had a solemn look on his face. He was the one chosen by Sakata Ono to end his suffering. He had already grasped another short sword tightly, ready to strike at the necessary moment to ensure that Ono would not suffer too much pain at the moment of death.

Sakata Ono took a deep breath, the moisture in the air and the fragrance of flowers blending in his lungs. This was his final farewell to the world.

Then, he slowly raised his arm, the movement was so slow that it seemed as if time had stopped at this moment. The blade trembled slightly in his hand, but he stabbed towards the abdomen firmly without hesitation or wavering. There was no fear on his face, only determination and dignity.

As the sun sets, Xue Linyuan finishes his day's work and sets off on his way home. At home, Li Dayong and Tang Xiaoxiao have already prepared dinner, and the dining table for the three of them is filled with the familiar smell of fireworks and the warmth of family affection.

Xue Linyuan mentioned the recent major events: "Sakata Ono of the Special High Technology Department actually chose to commit suicide, and the garrison commander Watanabe Kumaichi was demoted. The new head of the Special High Technology Department will be Fujiwara Ichiro, and it is said that he will officially take over the position tomorrow."

Li Dayong put down his chopsticks, a hint of surprise and regret flashed in his eyes, "It's a pity that he didn't die in our hands, it was a relief for him"

Li Dayong took a sip of tea and continued, "Fujiwara Ichiro, I've heard of this name. He is our teacher, Doien Kanji. He is a cruel and ruthless man, and many of our comrades have died at his hands. I'm afraid this appointment will bring new challenges to our work." There was a hint of solemnity in his voice, and he obviously had foreseen the upcoming changes.

Li Dayong took a deep breath and looked at Xue Linyuan. "The appointment of Ichiro Fujiwara will undoubtedly make our road more bumpy. He is notorious for his cunning and viciousness. We must be prepared to face the storm that may come. Every decision and every action may be a matter of life and death. But no matter how great the challenge is, we will not back down, because our faith is harder than steel and our determination is more blazing than fire."

Xue Linyuan looked back at Li Dayong with a firm gaze, "The more difficult it is, the more we must stand up straight. Although Fujiwara Ichiro is a strong enemy, we are not without countermeasures. We must study his style of doing things in depth, find out his weaknesses, and use wisdom and courage to deal with him. Our team is like a sharp sword. Although it faces sharpening, it will become sharper in the process. Every setback will only make us stronger, and nothing can shake our faith and determination."

When Tang Xiaoxiao heard these words, a subtle, barely perceptible light flashed across her eyes, like a brief ripple on the surface of a lake, which returned to calm in an instant.

She gently lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes as black as night cast a faint shadow on her cheeks, covering the thoughts surging in her heart. The chopsticks in her hand still picked up the dishes in the bowl in an orderly manner, and every bite seemed so leisurely, as if nothing in the outside world could shake her tranquility.

Late at night, the moonlight was obscured by heavy dark clouds, with only faint starlight twinkling in the sky above Haizhou City. In this quiet night, a dark shadow shuttled across the rooftops like a ghost. It was Tang Xiaoxiao in disguise.

She wanted to kill the old Japanese soldier Watanabe Kumaichi, otherwise she would be sorry for her compatriots who died in the Japanese water supply department.

Tang Xiaoxiao was wearing a black tights and silent soft boots. Her target was the commander of the Haizhou garrison, Watanabe Kumaichi, a cruel and ruthless invader. She had a string of silver bells hanging around her waist. That was her signature weapon, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles. Each needle was quenched with a deadly poison, enough to kill.

The Japanese camp in Haizhou City was heavily guarded, with bright lights and sentries patrolling. Tang Xiaoxiao took advantage of the night to quietly approach the headquarters, her sleeve arrows flashing coldly in the moonlight. She jumped over the wall lightly, avoiding the sentry's sight, as silent as a cat.

In the headquarters, Watanabe Kumaichi was drinking and having fun, completely unaware that death had quietly approached. Tang Xiaoxiao sneaked in quietly, avoiding all the guards, and came to the outside of Kumaichi's room. She took out the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, took a deep breath, and prepared to launch an attack.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew and the window opened slightly. Tang Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to shoot the hidden arrow at Watanabe Xiongyi. She lightly clicked her fingers, and the hidden arrow in her sleeve instantly broke through the air, like a sharp blade in the dark night, pointing directly at Xiongyi's heart.

However, fate often likes to play tricks on people. Just as the arrow was about to hit the target, a dark shadow flashed from beside Xiong Yi. It was a well-trained ninja, and his presence was as secretive as a ghost.

Ninjas are a special profession in the devil country. They are good at stealth, assassination, reconnaissance and disrupting the enemy's position. They are known as "dancers in the dark night". Their existence is like a phantom in the wind, silent and invisible, but they can deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment.

At the critical moment, he stood in front of Xiong Yi with lightning speed, and the sleeve arrow pierced his arm guard accurately, making a crisp metal collision sound.

This unexpected change made Tang Xiaoxiao's pupils shrink suddenly, and she was so surprised that she couldn't express it in words. She had never expected that Watanabe Kumaichi would have such a strong guard around him, which undoubtedly added more unknowns and difficulties to her mission.

"Enemy attack!" Watanabe Kumaichi's pupils contracted and he immediately shouted for help.

Yamamoto Ichiro rushed out like a gust of wind, his short sword flashing with cold light. Tang Xiaoxiao was not afraid at all, and met his attack with a short sword. The two of them started a life-and-death contest in the dark, and every confrontation was accompanied by the threat of death.

In the fierce battle, Tang Xiaoxiao showed extraordinary skills and wit. Facing Yamamoto Ichiro's fierce and intensive offensive, she was like a leaf in the wind, light and unpredictable. Every dodge was just right, and every move was full of murderous intent.

Finally, behind a brief calm, she captured the decisive moment and stabbed Yamamoto Ichiro's heart with a palm. The force was precise and ruthless. Yamamoto Ichiro fell to the ground and his blood dyed the land around him red.

"Da da da", the sound of hurried footsteps of the enemy reinforcements came from afar, and the tense atmosphere escalated instantly.

Tang Xiaoxiao did not hesitate, and leaped up fiercely. The rain of pear blossom needles in her hand shot out like a meteor shower in the night sky, sweeping Watanabe Kumaichi and his men indiscriminately. In an instant, there was only the silence of death on the battlefield. Watanabe Kumaichi and the Japanese soldiers fell one after another. No one could resist this sudden and fierce attack.