Living in the Republic of China era, from undercover agent to immortality

"Ishida Shiro, did you really kill him?"

"It's true."

After a second contact, Zhang Hai and Li Changfeng met at their usual spot.

The two of them asked and answered questions.

Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Hai was immediately overjoyed.

However, he still coughed lightly and continued to ask:

"In what way?"

“I injected him with plague bacteria, causing him to bleed from his mouth and nose and his whole body to ulcerate.”

Li Changfeng had already figured out how to explain it; after all, he couldn't reveal anything about the Death Note and the system.

He answered with a serious expression and great care.

Didn't the Japanese have any doubts?

“No, I told him that was antiviral serum, but the real antiviral serum is with me.”

Zhang Hai pressed for more information, and Li Changfeng produced an antiviral serum and explained.

The system rewarded one hundred of these items; it's important to use one to gain trust.

Looking at the unnamed medicine in Li Changfeng's hand, Zhang Hai felt somewhat incredulous.

"You not only killed Ishida Shiro, but you also obtained the antiviral serum."

"The King of Hell will surely reward you for this."

Li Changfeng handed the serum to Zhang Hai, and the two then boarded a cargo ship.

Looking at the antiviral serum in his hand, Zhang Hai continued:

"I was originally planning to have you steal Ishida's virus sample, but it seems that's no longer necessary."

"With this, I can report back to my boss."

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng cursed under his breath, calling him an old fox.

Do you really think you're omnipotent? This thing is a reward from the system.

If the medical experts in Chongqing can replicate it after it is submitted, it can save more lives.

"By the way, the boss rewarded you for what happened last time."

"Congratulations, you're now a colonel."

"There is also a third-class Yunhui Medal."

"Due to your special status, the medal-awarding ceremony will be held after the victory."

Once on the ship, Zhang Hai took out the reward given to him by Boss Dai.

He handed Li Changfeng a medal and an appointment letter, speaking very solemnly.

"I don't care about these things, but what about the bonus?"

Upon seeing these things, Li Changfeng curled his lip.

Who knows who will rule in the future? This thing will only make me die faster.

"Heh, you're only concerned about money, huh?"

"Two thousand legal tender coins, all here..."

Seeing Li Changfeng's expression, Zhang Hai was speechless.

Somewhat reluctantly, she took out an envelope and placed it in front of him.

Zhang Hai originally wanted to keep some of it, but then he thought about how unpredictable this guy was, and how he could even kill Ishida Shilang.

That idea was immediately abandoned.

"Good, a good harvest!"

"From now on, let's see each other less often, except when it comes to sending money."

"It seems you're being watched..."

"Put the things away," Li Changfeng said to Zhang Hai.

Just now, when he was outside the dock, he saw several suspicious figures.

Only after scanning was it confirmed that the other party was actually two Japanese ronin from the Black Dragon Society.

"That's impossible, how come I didn't notice it?"

Upon hearing Li Changfeng's words, Zhang Hai was immediately startled.

If their identities are exposed, they're both doomed.

"Don't believe me? Look outside."

"Do those two people look like dockworkers?"

With that, Li Changfeng walked out of the cabin.

He glanced at the workers on the dock and gestured for him to look at two well-dressed short men.

These two were the people who had just been following Zhang Hai.

"Damn it, I was careless..."

"You go first, I'll cover you."

Zhang Hai immediately recognized that the two were Japanese and was filled with regret.

He immediately drew his gun, told Li Changfeng to go first, and prepared to find an opportunity to resolve the trouble.

"Take care of yourself."

Li Changfeng didn't stand on ceremony. He patted Zhang Hai on the shoulder and walked straight outside.

As soon as they stepped off the dock, two Japanese ronin followed them.

He casually put the things Zhang Hai gave him into his system space.

Li Changfeng quickened his pace and hid behind a truck.

He took out the antiviral serum, injected himself with it, and then drew the pistol from his waist.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and planned out the details of his next move.

If he is arrested, he plans to use a poison gas bomb.

This system reward became Li Changfeng's trump card.

These Japanese men followed Zhang Hai to the dock, presumably to wait for him to make contact.

"Stop! Hands up!"

Just as Li Changfeng had everything ready to break through, two Japanese ronin appeared behind him with guns.

Three spies appeared opposite Li Changfeng, slowly approaching him.

Five people, their lives hanging by a thread.

Li Changfeng abandoned his plan to fight head-on.

Even with Zhang Hai's support, it would still be difficult for the two of them to kill five armed ronin.

The next second, Li Changfeng stretched out his hands and slowly threw away the Browning pistol in his hand.

"Yoshi, bring out your accomplices."

"Otherwise we'll open fire—"

One of the Japanese ronin was overjoyed to see Li Changfeng throw away his pistol.

He kicked his pistol away and stepped forward, saying...

"You little devils, I'll fucking kill you..."

"Forehead……"

Just then, Zhang Hai, who was following behind with a gun, shouted and was about to pull the trigger.

But he was ambushed from behind by a Japanese man with a full beard and knocked unconscious with the butt of his rifle.

"Get them in the car—"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bearded Japanese man nodded slightly.

Several Japanese ronin led the two men into a jeep.

The agents put a hood over Zhang Hai's head, tied his hands and feet, and threw him into the trunk of the car.

Li Changfeng was also hooded and his hands were tied by two Black Dragon Society members before being taken to the back seat of a jeep.

The car slowly started and headed straight for the outside of the dock along the main road.

Li Changfeng was extremely anxious, holding a razor blade between his fingers and repeatedly cutting the rope on his wrist behind his back.

Without the antiviral serum and poison gas, he would have definitely fought those Japanese spies to the death.

But now, it's no longer necessary.

"Chichi-"

As the ropes were untied, Li Changfeng took advantage of the two Japanese ronin's inattention.

He took out a poison gas grenade and pulled the pin.

With a whoosh, thick smoke instantly filled the jeep.

"Ah, cough cough cough......."

"what is this?"

"Poison gas! Stop the car immediately!"

The bearded agent realized something was wrong and immediately told the driver to stop the car so he could open the door.

But it was too late; several Japanese spies had inhaled large amounts of poison gas.

Li Changfeng was wearing a hood, but his throat was a little sore.

Within minutes, several Japanese ronin collapsed to the ground.

The bearded Japanese ronin opened the car door and ran only three meters before disappearing.

Li Changfeng quickly went to the trunk and let Zhang Hai out.

This guy had just woken up and was surrounded by darkness.

When Li Changfeng took off his hood.

They were stunned to see the car full of the spies' corpses.

"They're all... all dead!"

"You brat, you actually used poison gas."

"Cough cough cough-"

Although the two were wearing masks, they still inhaled a small amount of poison gas.

Li Changfeng received an antiviral serum injection beforehand and had no reaction, but Zhang Hai was in a terrible situation.

His face was flushed, he was coughing incessantly, and he was having some difficulty breathing.

"Quickly, find a place to inject antiviral serum."

Li Changfeng didn't have time to say much, and directly pulled Zhang Hai behind a small hill.

Take out the antiviral serum from Zhang Hai's body and inject it into him.

It took Zhang Hai more than ten minutes to recover.

He stared at Li Changfeng in disbelief, feeling as if he were dreaming.

"Stinger, I thought we were going to die."

"How much antiviral serum have you hidden?"

"Why do I still have... cough cough!"