Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

At the same time, Xiu'er and others in Zhaojia Village waited and waited but Zhao Laoba and Ma Liang did not come back.

Anxious Xiu'er took the Mauser pistol and wanted to go to Black Wind Mountain. A few young people also took guns and joined in the fun, wanting to go with him.

The village chief Zhao Deyi knew that he could not stop these young people, so on the one hand he agreed to let Xiu'er and others go to Heifeng Mountain to find Zhao Laoba and Ma Liang, and on the other hand he organized the young and middle-aged people in the village to hide in the mountains with their belongings.

"what?"

"Why am I sleeping here?"

At daybreak, the bewitched Zhao Laoba woke up and found himself strangely lying in a crevice.

"In the end what happened?"

Zhao Laoba hit his still dizzy head hard several times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what had happened.

"Sister Xiu'er, the Black Wind Mountain is ahead. How about we go back?"

After all, they are young people, their blood heats up quickly and cools down quickly.

They talked a lot in the village, but when they were about to confront the black-hearted tiger that could stop a child from crying, some people immediately started to back down.

Xiu'er was so angry at the discouraging words that her eyebrows were raised. Seeing that the other people also looked uncertain, she drew out the revolver from her waist and shouted angrily:

"If you're scared, I'll go alone."

How could a man bear being provoked like this by a woman?

"Who's afraid? It's just one life, isn't it? If we fight to the death, it's all over. If we kill one, it's a loss. If we kill two, it's a profit."

Because they were angry, the teenagers couldn't help but raise their voices, which alarmed Zhao Laoba who was trying hard to recall what had happened.

At this moment, he didn't care about anything else. He held his hunting rifle and quietly moved towards the place where the sound came from.

As soon as he got closer, he found that it was his daughter Xiu'er and four or five young men from the village holding guns.

"Who asked you to come? This is just nonsense! Run away before the bandits notice you!"

Zhao Laoba ran out from the woods nearby, anxious and angry.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

Xiu'er and others were frightened by Zhao Laoba who suddenly rushed out. They thought he was a bandit, but it turned out to be Zhao Laoba.

"What can happen to me?"

Zhao Laoba was somewhat dissatisfied with Xiu'er's question.

"Uncle Eight, where's Brother Wu? Why can't I see him? Didn't you see that Sister Xiu'er's neck is sore from looking at him?"

A young man from Zhaojia Village saw Xiu'er talking to Zhao Laoba but looking anxiously at the woods behind Zhao Laoba, and joked.

"By the way, where is that kid Wu Song?"

After calling Wu Song for more than ten days, Zhao Laoba still called Wu Song even after hearing Ma Liang mention his name.

Only at this time did Zhao Laoba remember that there was such a person as Ma Liang. After thinking about it for a while, he felt very bad.

Could it be that this guy knocked me out and went to Black Wind Mountain alone?

Zhao Laoba looked back anxiously at the Black Wind Mountain in the distance.

When she saw her father's face change drastically when he mentioned Ma Liang, and seeing his actions, no matter how dumb Xiu'er was, she could guess something.

"Alas! Why didn't you listen to my advice? You wasted your life in vain!"

Zhao Laoba looked for a long time but didn't see any movement in Black Wind Mountain. He guessed that the young man Ma Liang was probably beaten to death by the bandits.

After hearing what Zhao Laoba said, the fighting spirit of several young men in Zhaojia Village, which was already low, collapsed immediately.

Even a powerful man like Wu Song, their idol, was beaten to death by the bandits on Black Wind Mountain.

What good can a few of us do?

"Sister Xiu'er, Uncle Ba, shall we go back to the village first?"

Women in the mountains are fiery. When she heard that Ma Liang was beaten to death by bandits, Xiu'er bit her lip, kept silent for a while, then suddenly knelt on the ground and said to Zhao Laoba beside her:

"Dad, please forgive me for being unfilial!"

"Hold her!"

His daughter, Zhao Laoba, knew very well that once you have made up your mind about a person or a matter, there is no turning back, so she quickly shouted to the confused teenagers beside her.

Unfortunately it was too late. Xiu'er stood up quickly, picked up the revolver, crossed the mountain, and ran towards the not-so-distant Black Wind Mountain.

"Alas! What an injustice!"

Zhao Laoba sighed, then followed Xiu'er and chased after her with a shotgun in his arms.

The teenagers looked at each other, and no one could bring themselves to run away.

After a moment of silence, he shouted and rushed forward with his gun.

Ten minutes later, when Xiu'er and a group of people walked tremblingly through the minefield marked by Ma Liang and entered the Black Wind Village with the gate wide open.

After a brief search, Xiu'er and others found that except for a few hostages tied up in shackles, there was no one alive in the entire Black Wind Village.

The most horrifying thing was that in the largest thatched house, more than 60 bandits died quietly on their beds, as if they had suddenly died collectively in their sleep.

In the entire thatched house, not to mention a gunfight, there wasn't even a single bullet shell on the ground.

As for the bandits in other rooms, they were all shot twice in the chest and once in the head, and died in extremely miserable ways.

"Haunted?"

They are all uneducated mountain people, and it is hard for Xiu'er and others not to associate such a scene with ghosts.

"Have you found Wu Song?"

Zhao Laoba asked a few young men who had several box guns on their waists.

"No, but we found this!"

The young men took out a few golden bullet shells from their pockets, which were left behind by Ma Liang when he was cleaning the battlefield.

Everyone's expression suddenly became strange.

"Gouzi, didn't you snatch the bullet shell in the village yesterday? Take it out and let us see it." Xiu'er asked anxiously about the pistol shell that she had snatched from Ma Liang yesterday.

There was nothing fun for the children in the mountains, so Ma Liang's pure copper bullet shell, which was as bright as gold in later generations, was naturally picked up by someone.

Gouzi took out a few bullet casings from his pocket. There was no need to look closely, as you could tell they were the same kind just from the unique golden luster.

At this point it was clear who the murderer was who had caused all this on Black Wind Mountain.

"Did he do it all by himself? What kind of person did I save?"

Zhao Laoba was a little bit incredulous and a little scared, but in fact he hadn't said anything else.

A man killed more than a hundred people, regardless of gender, age or status, so cruelly overnight. Is he a human being or a devil?

Ma Liang is of course a human being. As long as he is not on a mission, Ma Liang is just like an ordinary person, going to work and coming home from get off work, eating with friends, and watching movies.

Not only can you not fall in love, you have to change cities and start a new life with a new identity every 6 months.

In daily life, Ma Liang is just like an ordinary person. He even likes to read novels, watch anime, and play games.

But once he receives the mission and enters the mission state, Ma Liang will become a top-secret humanoid combat weapon carefully cultivated by the country at the cost of huge manpower and material resources.

He has no personal feelings during the mission and will only complete the mission according to orders. Anyone who threatens the mission will be ruthlessly eliminated by him.

Just as Zhaojia Village followed the words brought back by the young man from the village, half-believing and half-doubting, they took the young and strong people in the village to the Black Wind Mountain to pick up leftovers and fell into a frenzy.

A young man named Wu Song was on his way to Shanghai.

Compared to killing a few bandits who are plaguing the countryside in the mountains, the big cities occupied by the enemy are the stage for professional agents like Ma Liang to display their abilities.