Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 567 Yan Shuangying's Target

"two?"

Ye Shaohong was a little confused. Wasn't there only one assassin?

How could Yan Shuangying say there were two?

Could his intuition be wrong?

That shouldn't be the case. He transmigrated and was reborn, and although he didn't come with any cheat codes, his physical abilities are constantly improving.

Ye Shaohong considered himself to be a man with sharp hearing and keen eyesight, but after searching around for a long time, he still couldn't find the other person Yan Shuangying had mentioned.

This intensified Ye Shaohong's surprise and confusion. At the same time, he became more vigilant, preparing for any unexpected situations.

at the same time.

The Japanese ninja whose neck was grabbed by Yan Shuangying also widened his eyes suddenly.

The ninja clearly hadn't expected that this suddenly appearing stranger would possess such formidable skills and combat prowess.

Is he even human?

This is a question that many people have asked Yan Shuangying in the vast mountains and forests of Northeast China.

Yan Shuangying does indeed have a talent for being a show-off.

Whenever the enemy asked this question, Yan Shuangying either remained silent or made a pronouncement in a high-handed manner.

The same is true now.

"Are you shocked?" "Judging from your expression, you seem a little surprised and puzzled that I was able to catch you?"

"Don't be surprised, this only shows that you are too weak."

“Dealing with a weak bug like you is simply not of any interest to me…”

After delivering a standard, pretentious pronouncement, Yan Shuangying tightened his grip on the ninja's neck, and with a crisp "crack," the Japanese ninja's neck snapped and bent to the side.

Ye Shaohong could also break a person's neck bones with his bare hands.

Even he couldn't be as nonchalant as Yan Shuangying.

Of course.

Ye Shaohong could not possibly do what Yan Shuangying did—show off his pretentious ways.

This can only be attributed to the profound skill of director Qian Yanqiu. In his works, every protagonist is a typical example of a pretentious jerk.

Yan Shuangying remains as fierce as ever.

Dijong surpassed his master, far exceeding ordinary people's imagination.

In his previous life, Ye Shaohong had watched Qian Yanqiu's works more than once, and he had watched the Detective Dee series repeatedly.

I've gotten somewhat used to his pretentious style.

Therefore, he was able to accept and deal with Yan Shuangying's pretentious remarks.

"Great!"

"As expected of the half-human, half-ghost, invincible marksman Yan Shuangying, the great hero."

“Those tiny Japanese devils are no match for you.”

Suppressing his discomfort, Ye Shaohong reluctantly offered a straight man's line. He had no choice; Yan Shuangying had saved his life twice in a row.

They've already set up their stage for showing off; he can't just stand by and watch.

It's not shameful to occasionally offer a few words of flattery at the right time.

Adult life is full of helplessness.

"Hey!"

"You've got a sharp tongue, kid, but I like it."

After being flattered by Ye Shaohong, Yan Shuangying, who was as cold as frost, smiled. It was clear that he was in a good mood.

In a good mood, Yan Shuangying also became very efficient in his work.

As he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped forward and somehow ended up in a dark corner with a crack in the wall.

Then Yan Shuangying suddenly raised his leg and kicked down, revealing another short, dwarf-like figure. "There really are two?"

"That's strange, how come I didn't see him?"

Watching the short figure flee in panic after being kicked away by Yan Shuangying, Ye Shaohong's eyes immediately showed confusion.

However, he soon realized what was going on.

it's actually really easy.

These Japanese ninjas underwent special and rigorous training from a young age in order to assassinate their targets.

Breath-holding techniques should also be a required course for them.

Ye Shaohong relied on his keen hearing to search for the enemy's whereabouts, but it was normal that he couldn't identify the enemy immediately if the enemy used a breath-holding technique to conceal their body.

Having figured this out, Ye Shaohong completely lost interest in the two Japanese ninjas.

As for arresting them and subjecting them to severe interrogation, Ye Shaohong didn't even consider such things.

Again.

Japanese ninjas undergo rigorous training from a young age, making it difficult for them to obtain the confessions Ye Shaohong needs, even if they are captured alive.

He didn't want to waste too much time and energy on it.

Seeing the surviving Japanese ninjas retreat in a sorry state, and die at Yan Shuangying's hands a few blinks later, Ye Shaohong finally laughed.

"Brother Yan is amazing!"

"Today is the first time I have witnessed your skills; you are truly formidable and invincible."

Yan Shuangying swiftly and decisively dealt with the enemy and was now engrossed in looting the corpse. After finding the valuables carried by the Japanese ninja, he turned around and looked at Ye Shaohong.

"okay."

"You're obviously not good at flattery; you're really bad at sucking up to people."

"Tell me, how did you get involved with them?"

"These Japanese ninjas are the devils' treasures. They won't send them out to participate in operations easily. I've been in Northeast China for many years and I've only seen them a few times."

"You're quite something, not flustered at all even when someone's watching you! That really surprises me!"

As Yan Shuangying responded, he also tossed the spoils he had plundered in his hand. The metal clanged together with a crisp sound, which immediately brought a happy smile to his face.

"How should I know?"

"Recently, I have been leading a team to hunt down Japanese spies hiding in Nanjing."

"Perhaps I made too much of a commotion and caused great losses to the Japanese devils, which made them furious."

Ye Shaohong certainly couldn't discuss the core secrets of the Special Service Department with Yan Shuangying too much, even though he greatly admired Yan Shuangying.

They also wanted to recruit this half-human, half-ghost, invincible sharpshooter, the pinnacle of spy films, but they couldn't easily abandon their shrewdness.

"Right."

"I almost forgot, you're a high-ranking official in the Special Service. It's not surprising that the Japanese have their eyes on you."

"By the way, speaking of your identity, there is something I would like to ask you for help with."

"Your secret service has many informants. Take a look and see if you recognize the person in this photo?"

It's unclear whether Yan Shuangying remembered it by chance or came here on purpose. After a brief conversation, he casually took out a dusty, old black-and-white photograph from his pocket.

He handed it to Ye Shaohong.

"Who is he?" "Brother Yan, is he your friend?"

Ye Shaohong took the black and white photo from Yan Shuangying's hand and looked at it briefly. After a moment of contemplation, he asked a question with a puzzled expression.

"Hey!"

“He’s not my friend, he’s the person I’m hunting down.”

"That bastard has harmed many of our compatriots in Northeast China. When I heard the news, I was preparing to ambush and kill him, but he suddenly disappeared."

"This disappearance lasted for a full three years."

“Last month, I suddenly received intelligence that this person had come to the interior and was hiding in Nanjing. So I followed the clues and came here.”

"Can you help me find him? If you can, I'll consider it a favor I owe you, okay?"