The mask was shot off, my husband, you are the king of spy wars

Lin Xia was stunned. She didn't expect it to happen so quickly...

Later I learned that there were five people going to South City besides myself.

Chen Feng, Hu Meir, Hei Gui, Xiong Gang, and finally... Hamu!

Because they were afraid that the Secret Service would be in chaos once it found out, they requested that the matter be kept secret.

What Chen Feng said to everyone in the Secret Service Bureau was that they were united and would live and die together!

If I hadn't said that, I guess everyone in the Secret Service would have run away by now.

After leaving the Secret Service Bureau, Lin Xia did not go home, but turned around and went to... the garden villa in the east of the city!

That is Colonel Hamu's private residence. Many good things are usually hidden there. Lin Xia dares to guarantee that Hamu must be packing up his treasures now.

Others can leave, but this kid’s life must be saved here today!

During the one year in Binjiang City, Lin Xia couldn't even count how many Chinese people that bastard Hamu had killed.

Hundreds? Maybe even more!

This bastard even used living people for training. Lin Xia would never allow such a heartless devil to escape from Binjiang City.

Lin Xia was thinking...what kind of expression would Hamu have on his face if he knew that he was the shadow.

When I thought of this, I became excited. It was time to let that bastard Hamu experience what a human executioner was!

Walking to the garden path, Hamu did not set up any guards because this was a private residence and there were many shameful things hidden inside.

Even few people know about this place. Lin Xia only found out about it when she gave gold to this bastard by chance.

Lin Xia strode into the villa area.

As for the mask...

Lin Xia's mouth corners slightly raised, and her expression was a little devilish.

You don't need to wear a mask this time.

......

South City...

A fierce gunfight is taking place in an abandoned industrial factory!

boom!

boom!

boom!

On a high platform, Han Congxue held a sniper rifle and kept pulling the trigger, and every shot hit the target!

Below, a small group of Japanese soldiers kept appearing, and one of them was rolling on the ground with two swords in his hands.

With the rolling of the two swords, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one after another in just a few days.

A fat man in a black suit was hiding behind a military truck, with his head lowered and not daring to come out.

boom!

Boom!

As more and more Japanese soldiers came, Han Congxue on the elevated road pulled the trigger more and more frequently.

The man on the ground continued to roll and move, wandering behind the concrete pillars.

He was responsible for the main attack, while Han Congxue was responsible for sniper cover and killing any missed enemies.

With the cooperation of twos, all the Japanese fell down, and the ground was covered with blood.

This person is a Military Control Commission assassin, codenamed...Old Wolf!

Half a day ago, Han Congxue received a task as soon as he arrived at the Military Control Station in Nancheng, saying that he had to escort a batch of counterfeit banknotes.

And this abandoned factory is the place of transaction.

However, Han Congxue didn't expect that he would find something wrong as soon as he arrived here. Someone was following him. It seemed that the enemy had obtained the information.

Soon after, the Japs chased us here.

The old wolf had long hair like a wolf's tail, wore sunglasses, and had tattoos on both arms. He shook his head with a fierce look.

"Junior sister!"

"Okay, you can come down now!" Lao Lang waved to Han Congxue on the overpass.

Not long after, Han Congxue jumped down from the overpass, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, looking heroic.

Old Wolf grinned and said, "Junior sister, your spear skills are no worse than they were back then."

"There were several times when I was about to be successfully ambushed by the Japanese, but you shot me dead with one shot!"

Han Congxue smiled and said, "Senior brother's swordsmanship is much stronger than before."

Lao Lang couldn't help but think back to the past.

He and Han Congxue were in the same class and were part of a special training team. In the final killing competition that year, only he and Han Congxue survived.

There are many killing masters in the class, and even top masters who are proficient in marksmanship, body skills, and close combat.

But he still fell under the superb cooperation of the two.

It would be very difficult to escape once the old wolf got entangled with him. If he couldn't be killed in three moves, Han Congxue would be able to shoot the opponent to death!

The way he looked at Han Congxue... was full of thread.

Han Congxue seemed to turn a blind eye to all this and turned to meet the "guest".

"Okay, Boss Ma, come out."

Boss Ma came out trembling with sweat on his forehead.

It's not easy to make some dirty money.

His role is similar to... money laundering.

"Ma, thank you both very much."

"Then I'll...go on."

"Boss Ma, please go ahead."

...

Then, Han Congxue threw the two boxes left by Boss Ma into a black car.

A box of gold, and a...priceless antique!

"Alright, brother, we should go."

Han Congxue turned around and shouted, but the next second... she was stunned.

Old Wolf didn't know when he had a bunch of red roses in his hand.

He took two steps towards Han Congxue and suddenly knelt on one knee.

Han Congxue was stunned... "Senior brother."

"You...what are you doing? Get up quickly."

But Lao Lang stared straight at Han Congxue.

"Junior sister, you should know that I have always liked you."

"It was just because of the situation that I was forced to do that. Before I could do that... you went to Riverside City."

“But I don’t want to miss it this time.”

"Junior sister, marry me!"

Holding flowers in one hand, she took out a small box with a sparkling diamond ring in the other.

Han Congxue took a few steps back and said, "Brother..."

"You...you'd better get up quickly."

"I'm married, you know."

When Lao Lang heard this, he gnashed his teeth in anger and said fiercely: "Junior sister, of course I know this."

"But I also know that you must have compromised for the sake of the mission."

"I've inquired about that man. Isn't he a traitor and director of the Secret Service?"

"I absolutely do not believe that you would like a traitor."

"So, I firmly believe that you must have been forced by the situation."

"Marry me, please, Junior Sister!"

After hearing what Lao Lang said, Han Congxue clenched his fists and his eyes turned cold.

He shouted coldly: "Brother! I hope you won't say that again."

"He's my husband."

"He's a traitor, yes, but he's never hurt anyone. I won't allow you to say that about him!"

"And...I wasn't forced by the circumstances."

"So you better get up soon, Senior Brother. I won't marry you."

After saying that, Han Congxue turned around and got into the car, his face as cold as an iceberg.

The flowers in Lao Lang's hand fell to the ground.

"Lin Xia, right... Don't worry, I will definitely kill you!"