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

"Lin Xia!"

"asshole!"

"You actually came to Nancheng to continue working as a spy!"

"Traitor dog!"

"Thank goodness she's still thinking about you."

"If you're really brave, let me go. Fight me like a man!"

The old wolf roared, he could not accept Lin Xia.

The junior sister fought desperately, and the two of them escaped death countless times in raging fires, in hail of bullets, and being captured by a group of dog secret agents.

It was just to complete the tasks to earn points, and then set up an investigation team to find Lin Xia.

But now... Lin Xia now appeared in front of him so beautifully.

As a...traitor.

Or arrest the gang of traitors to which he belongs.

Even though the old wolf was tied to the cross, he still struggled desperately, as if he was about to open his bloody mouth and swallow Lin Xia alive.

The door of the interrogation room was closed tightly, and the sound insulation was very good so outsiders could not hear anything.

Lin Xia was a little hesitant. He lit a cigarette and exhaled puffs of thick smoke.

Curse...curse harshly.

Lin Xia didn't want to explain anything. After all, the old wolf in front of him was his wife's partner, so it didn't matter if he cursed him a few times.

After the old wolf cursed, the pain from the wounds all over his body made him grit his teeth.

"Have you cursed enough?" Lin Xia said slowly when she saw Lao Lang lost his voice.

The old wolf's throat was dry, and he couldn't curse even if he wanted to, so he began to slowly save his saliva...

After finishing the cigarette, Lin Xia threw the cigarette butt on the ground with a complicated expression. Somehow... she looked at Lao Lang with a little... envy.

At least Lao Lang has been able to accompany his beloved for so many years, and has never been ignored or subjected to other rumors.

No one would doubt Lao Lang's belief in the Three Principles of the People, and even after his death he would be called a hero.

Looking back at myself...

Maybe...if one day I really die in a mission, most people would probably say that I deserved it.

He slowly walked towards Lao Lang and stuffed a blade as big as a fingernail into his tightly bound hands.

Old Wolf was startled, "You..."

Lin Xia said solemnly, "You will be secretly transferred at night, and your ropes will be cut with a razor blade."

"Someone will rescue you, too."

Then, Lin Xia left the interrogation room in Lao Lang's shocked eyes.

I think it might be...my junior sister who is behind this...

After Lin Xia came out of the interrogation room, he gave a few cigarettes to the young spies guarding the door. He still had to have some basic social etiquette.

The world of martial arts...is not about fighting and killing, it's about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

If there were a few key people giving a helping hand at the critical moment, perhaps this difficulty would have been overcome.

With this in mind, I planned to visit several directors and bureau chiefs door to door in a few days and give them some gifts as a token of my thoughtfulness.

In the early morning, Xiong Gang received the task of personally escorting two special personnel to Nanjiao Prison.

The two prisoners had been processed and were wearing hoods. Even Xiong Gang didn't know who they were.

Lin Xia only guessed that one of them was Lao Lang, but she was not sure about the other one.

Standing at the city gate, Lin Xia, disguised as an old woman, could only see from afar the headlights of a prison van tearing through the darkness.

It seems... the time is almost up, almost the same as estimated.

Lin Xia took off her tattered clothes.

Under the cover of night, he put on the ghost shadow mask.

A motorcycle was taken out from the space inside the body, and it rushed out with a sudden acceleration, following the prison van!

At this time, Han Congxue had already ambushed two people in the dense forest and hid in the crown of a tree.

Han Congxue was lying in ambush according to Lin Xia's advance calculations, holding a machine gun in his hand, and the two people beside him were also good at using guns.

"Sister Rose, we've been waiting for so long, there won't be any problems, right?"

"Don't worry, there shouldn't be any mistakes."

"Just be patient and wait, it should be here soon."

...

The prison van was running through the winding dense forest, and Xiong Gang was so startled by the bumpy ride that he couldn't sleep.

It was the middle of the night and Xiong Gang had been sitting in the passenger seat for several hours. He was already in a bad mood and now he was so angry that he wanted to smash the glass.

He said fiercely: "Hey, I told you kid, can't you drive faster!"

"I'm still waiting to go home and sleep!"

"Xiong...Captain, this road is really difficult to drive on. If we drive any faster, we might hit a tree..." the driver from the Secret Service said aggrievedly.

Xiong Gang suddenly frowned, "Wait."

"What did you call me?"

The young spy thought for a moment, "Captain... is there something wrong?"

Xiong Gang slammed his fist on the car window, glared at the spy driver angrily, and said, "Call me Director Xiong! Director Xiong!"

"I'm not the captain, I'm the director. Do you understand?"

Special agent driver: "......"

"Yes... yes... Director."

"That's good enough. Drive carefully. I'll take a nap first." Xiong Gang said.

In fact, the young spy had already started cursing inwardly, because it was obvious that he was not the director, but he insisted on being called the director.

When he was in Binjiang City, Xiong Gang was a big shot. He was the director of the Detective Department and was second only to Chen Feng and above hundreds of people in the Secret Service.

But after arriving in South City, his status plummeted...

Just when Xiong was about to lean against the car seat and close his eyes, he felt a bang, as if something stepped on the roof of the car.

It's a shadow.

After the shadow made a gesture, Han Congxue, who was on the treetop not far away, aimed at the wheel of the prison van and fired a shot.

The two team members on the side did the same. After they fired their shots, the wheels of the prison van were instantly blown up, and the prison van began to slide on the spot and lost its original track.

Finally it crashed into a tree with a bang.

Han Congxue gave the two of them a thumbs up.

Shadow was able to avoid being thrown off by clinging to the roof of the car. By the time the spy driver reacted, Shadow had already slashed his throat with a knife.

The bear reacted and jumped out of the window, rolling a few times and landing behind a tree.

"asshole!"

"who!"

"who!"

"Come out here!"

It was only after a few seconds that he could see clearly that there was a figure in black standing on the roof of the car with his arms folded, like the most terrifying killer in the dark night.

"Shadow...Shadow, you are Shadow!"

Damn!

The moment the bear saw the shadow, he turned around and left without even thinking.

But the next second, bang!

From a distance, Han Congxue pulled the trigger and shot him in the heart.

With a thud, Xiong Gang fell to the ground, with unwillingness in his eyes.

Lin Xia gave his wife a thumbs up from a distance, saying, "Well done."

Such shooting skills are worthy of his wife.

A few seconds later, Lao Lang also opened the door of the prison van, and Han Congxue and his group ran over.

The moment Lao Lang saw his junior sister, he couldn't help but choke up, "Junior sister."

Han Congxue felt distressed when she saw the wound on the old wolf's body. She said softly, "Okay, don't talk. I'll take you back."

Immediately, he carried the old wolf on his back and headed off into the distance.

After taking a few steps, he turned and looked back at the shadow.

"By the way, thank him for me."