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

Xue Linyuan drove a black car with the windows half open. The wind gently blew the corners of his clothes, bringing a refreshing atmosphere. With a firm and sharp gaze, he led his team members from the Operations Division through the bustling city streets, heading directly to the local gang stronghold. Their mission was arduous, but also full of challenges. Every member of the team held their weapons tightly, ready to respond to possible dangers at any time.

The car drove to Oulaixuan, a liquor store located in a corner of a busy street. The wooden sign swayed slightly in the sun, revealing a quiet atmosphere of fireworks. Xue Linyuan saw the liquor store was brightly lit and bustling with people, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that as long as Oulaixuan was still operating normally, it meant that his cousin Li Dayong was safe and sound.

He slowly parked the car on the side of the road and said to the team members beside him: "This is the Oulaixian driven by my cousin Li Dayong. I'm going to say hello." As soon as he finished speaking, his men showed respectful looks. They knew that Xue Linyuan had a special relationship with his cousin, so they naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity to get closer to the section chief. So, they got out of the car and prepared to enter the wine shop together.

"Since it's the shop of the section chief's cousin, let's go and show our support to give the section chief face." One team member suggested, and the others immediately agreed. They understood that this was not only a respect for the section chief, but also a support for Li Dayong.

Xue Linyuan smiled and nodded, secretly praising his men's cleverness. "Okay, brothers, please take good care of me in the future, and don't let those blind guys bully my cousin." His words were full of sincerity, as if he had foreseen the possible crisis.

"Welcome!" The door curtain of the wine shop was lifted, and Li Dayong came out with a smile on his face. His eyes swept over Xue Linyuan's team, and he already knew their identities.

"Ah Lin, why are you here?" Li Dayong's words were full of surprise, and his eyes flickered for a moment, like stars dancing subtly in the night sky, revealing a subtle fluctuation of thoughts. He knew that Xue Linyuan was usually busy with official duties and rarely had free time to come to the store.

"Cousin, I just happened to pass by here while on a mission, so I brought my brothers to see you." Xue Linyuan responded, taking out an exquisite cigar from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Li Dayong. "This is a Cuban cigar, cousin, try it."

Li Dayong took the cigar and skillfully put it behind his ear. He knew that this was not just a greeting between brothers, but more likely a transmission of important intelligence.

"Boss Xue, business is booming!"

"Boss Xue, I wish your business will be prosperous and your money will flow in!"

"Thank you, everyone. I accept your words. You are all my brothers. Today, everything will be discounted so that everyone can have a great time!" Li Dayong announced generously. He knew that these team members would become his loyal customers and the bridge between him and Xue Linyuan.

"Boss Xue is so generous," the team members nodded when they heard this. They expressed their gratitude to Li Dayong for his warm hospitality, and then each picked a few pounds of good wine to take back and share. The wine shop was filled with the aroma of wine and laughter.

After Xue Linyuan led the team to leave Oulaixuan, Li Dayong took off the cigar from his ear and gently unfolded it. With the dim light in the store, lines of tiny words came into view: "Assassination, Portrait". His heart tightened, and he understood Xue Linyuan's intention and felt the silent warning. He quickly put the note into his mouth, moistened it with saliva, and then swallowed it carefully. He knew that the information on this note was too sensitive and could not be discovered by anyone.

Afterwards, he closed the tavern and prepared to confirm whether his colleagues had evacuated safely. According to the plan carefully discussed yesterday, no matter what the result of the assassination was, everyone had to evacuate.

In a dark basement, with dim lights and a dull atmosphere, Xie Tianhua sat in front of a worn wooden table, his eyes firm and deep, like the eyes of a wolf in the dark night. A group of resolute-looking men sat around him, all of whom were his loyal warriors, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him, waiting for his instructions. On the table were scattered some maps, intelligence and weapon models, which were the blueprints for the actions they were about to carry out.

"Brothers," Xie Tianhua's voice was low and powerful, like a spring thunder breaking the ice, "Ishii Shiro, we have already remembered this name, and his crimes are too numerous to list. Today, what we are going to discuss is how to send this devil back to where he belongs." As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the basement became tense in an instant, as if one could hear everyone's heartbeat.

"Shiro Ishii, the leader of Japan's Unit 731, has the blood of innocent lives on his hands." Xie Tianhua pointed to a point on the map, which was Shiro Ishii's residence. "Here is our target. I know this is a dangerous mission, but justice needs us to defend, and innocent people need us to save."

"Old Xie, we all know this is not a simple assassination." A subordinate named Aqiang spoke up, his eyes revealing a firm determination, "Shiro Ishii must be heavily guarded, we need a detailed plan."

Xie Zilong sat in the dim basement, his voice low and firm, like a sharpened blade, piercing people's hearts. "We have tried to arrange poisoning through secret lines, but the security measures of the Hefeng Hotel are strict and almost harsh. No matter who enters or leaves, they will be strictly searched. This undoubtedly brings great difficulties to our operation." There was a hint of helplessness in his words, but more of determination.

"In this case, we can only wait for an opportunity," a voice sounded in the darkness. It was Wang Ming, whose tone was calm and thoughtful. "According to insider information, Ishii Shiro will go to Tongwen College tomorrow."

"Once he leaves that fortress-like hotel, our chance will come." Xie Zilong nodded in agreement, his eyes flashing with the light of a plan taking shape. "If we act on the road, we will have more room for maneuver."

"Sniping is the best choice." Chen Xiaodong, their chief sniper, spoke calmly and confidently, "I will occupy a favorable position in advance to ensure that the shot will hit the target." His words were full of focus on the mission and dedication to duty.

Mao Xiaowang, as an intelligence liaison officer, his mission is crucial. "I will keep a close eye on Shiro Ishii's whereabouts. Once he leaves the hotel, I will immediately send a signal." His eyes were firm, and no detail could escape his surveillance.

Shi Dazhu and Liu Jinkai are demolition experts, with burning fighting spirit in their eyes, "If the sniper fails, we will use bombs to force him to show up." Their plan is careful, and even the smallest possibility must be considered carefully.

"We can't let him leave alive." Xie Zilong concluded, his voice echoing in the basement, like an order, and like an oath. Everyone understood that the success or failure of this operation was not only related to their honor, but also the safety of the country.