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

Lin Xia was also shocked when she saw this scene. When did Hu Meier become...

Meier...

Just thinking about it carefully, I seemed to have thought of something.

No wonder he'd always felt like there was a hidden hand giving him a push at crucial moments during the past two years, especially since Hu Mei'er had actually left the telegram right under her nose before this operation, as if it was meant for him...

Now I finally figured everything out, "Mei'er..."

In less than two seconds of thinking, Chen Feng suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and the last three words he murmured were: "I lost."

Even when he fell to the ground, he still did not close his eyes, and disappeared with the unwilling soul of Spy City.

Chen Feng, who fell under the cover of night, was like the fall of a demon god. Seeing Chen Feng fall, the soldiers in the rear lost their fighting spirit. Even the black man was shot into a sieve by Xiao Aqiao's machine gun while he was stunned by this scene.

But right under Hu Meir's nose, Lin Xia suddenly staggered and knelt on the ground.

He used up his last bit of strength to close his eyes for Chen Feng.

"Goodbye, Section Chief."

Then, with a plop, Lin Xia also fell to the ground on the dock.

"Lin Xia!" Seeing this scene, Hu Meir hurried over, half-knelt on the ground and hugged Lin Xia in her arms.

He was badly injured...

Hu Meir was really helpless. She knew that Chen Feng's reaction was far beyond that of ordinary people, and she only had one chance to attack. She could only attack when Chen Feng was seriously injured and his reaction was slow.

But at this time Lin Xia was already seriously injured.

She shook Lin Xia, but she could only feel her faint breathing. A tear ran down her cheek.

Xiao Aqiao in the rear led his men to break through the Secret Service's defense line, and a group of people pointed their guns at a group of officials of the pseudo-government.

"Don't move!"

"Don't even move!"

"Hold your head and squat on the ground!"

Xiao Aqiao shouted fiercely.

Many officials recognized that this was the owner of the gambling house!

Xiao Aqiao pointed the gun at Vice Chairman Liu's head and said solemnly, "Vice Chairman Liu, it's not easy to catch you."

Vice Chairman Liu said solemnly, "Your party has a good method."

Xiao Aqiao snorted coldly, "Fat monkey!"

"Put them all in the car!"

The fat monkey behind him was also holding the gun in the same professional manner. After Xiao Aqiao's training over the past few months, he has also become a qualified soldier.

The fat monkey patted his chest and said, "Alright! Just watch me!"

...

Xiao Aqiao turned around and ran towards Lin Xia at the dock.

When she saw Lin Xia fall down, her heart was also trembling.

He glanced at Hu Meir again and said, "I didn't expect Hongchan to be you."

Hu Meir just nodded slightly.

Xiao Aqiao had naturally heard from the organization that there was a special spy named Hong Chan from northern Shaanxi, but no one knew Hong Chan's identity.

"We have to go to the hospital immediately. He is seriously injured."

"I'm afraid it will be soon..."

"Okay! Get in the car with me!"

"quick!"

"Nothing must happen to Lin Xia."

Hu Meir held Lin Xia and followed Xiao Aqiao hurriedly towards the truck. Looking at the bloodstains on the ground caused by Lin Xia, her heart sank.

He took another look at the blade. That bastard Chen Feng hit me in the heart with every strike!

If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted long ago...

Now like this... can I still survive?

After getting in the car, Hu Meir held Lin Xia in the back seat, while Xiao Aqiao stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the hospital.

"Lin Xia, hold on... hold on..."

"Don't die, don't die... please..."

......

At the same time, in the south city.

Han Congxue, who was extremely angry, found his father Han Shizhang and brought hundreds of people to dig at the Chunhua Restaurant.

The piles of rubble were almost cleared out in less than one night, and corpses were revealed one after another.

Han Congxue began to record the bodies himself and found hundreds of bodies.

There were passersby, restaurant staff, secret service agents, and officials from the puppet government...

But Lin Xia was the only one missing.

Han Congxue stood on the ruins, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad.

But if... Lin Xia didn't die, then where did she go?

Han Congxue looked so lonely on the ruins, and the beauty in the war looked so sad.

Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore.

He knelt on the ruins and cried bitterly.

Because she knew what would happen to spies in the hands of the Communists. Even if they were alive, they would still be liquidated.

"Why...why do you have to be a traitor?"

"I told you to leave South City a long time ago, why didn't you listen? Why..."

She cried bitterly, and was extremely sad.

Han Shizhang walked over and sighed softly, then patted her shoulder helplessly. He didn't know what to say. Without the order from his superiors, he would never reveal Lin Xia's identity no matter what.

"Daughter, maybe...Lin Xia will be alive."

"At least Lin Xia hasn't done anything evil or killed anyone. Perhaps the Communist Party will show some leniency."

Han Congxue seemed to find some hope from his father's comfort, and he felt a little more energetic.

"Okay, kid, come home with me."

"It's almost dawn."

Han Congxue nodded, "Okay."

Afterwards, Han Congxue followed Han Shizhang back to the Han family villa, not only her, but also most of the people in the Little Metropolis Ballroom.

In their opinion, the Han family villa is relatively safe.

Han Congxue once asked Han Shizhang if he wasn't afraid of being liquidated. After all, he had done a lot for the puppet government, but Han Shizhang always looked confident.

Assuring his daughter that nothing would happen made Han Congxue certain that her father must have provided financial assistance to the Communist Party, hedging his bets.

That's why he looks so calm and composed now.

Han Congxue and a group of military intelligence agents from the Little Metropolitan Ballroom stayed in the Han family villa for a whole night, and the sound of gunfire in the city was heard almost all night.

Liu Changkong, the division commander, led several regiment commanders to suppress the enemy in the city all night. In the second half of the night, the Japanese army attacked in large numbers, but they left after a brief fight.

Because the Japs naturally knew how strong the walls of South City were, easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to attack South City by force.

When they first occupied this place, they dispatched more than 100,000 troops, and only managed to capture it with the coordination of ground and air forces.

At dawn, the gunfire in the city stopped, and the entire city was almost under Liu Changkong's control.

The people in the city thought that another riot was going to happen, but Liu Changlong ordered that no one should take anything from the people or break into their houses without permission.

When the day broke and the people opened the windows, they saw that the Communist soldiers were lying on the street to rest. They did not even knock on the door to come in in such a cold day.

...

Inside the Han family villa.

Liu Changkong came to visit early in the morning. Of course, another purpose was to meet with the people from the Military Control Commission station in Nancheng.

Although we have different beliefs, we share the same ambition to kill the devils. As fellow anti-Japanese patriots, we should come and meet.

Han Shizhang naturally understood the purpose of his master's visit, so he went out early to wait.

The door of the Han family villa was opened, and Liu Changkong came to meet them with several regiment commanders and battalion commanders.

"Hahaha!"

"Hello, Commander Liu!" Han Shizhang spoke in a pretentious manner, but in fact he was just acting for the people in the Military Control Commission.

Liu Changkong also had a smiling face, and it was hard to tell that they were a group of people who had just rushed in from outside the city.

After some pleasantries, Han Shizhang invited everyone into the villa hall, where Liu Changkong met with Qian Tong, the station chief of the Military Control Commission.