Lost and Spy

Chapter 2222 Shanghai Night
Xiaoshan Dong stood on the side serving tea and water.

He had never seen such a scene.

Thirteen No. 76 agents crouched in the corner with their heads in their arms.

Two men with guns staring at each other.

The other three spies were playing mahjong with a young man in fear.

I am Meng Shaoyuan!

When the name was announced, a secret agent who had already grabbed a card trembled, and the card fell on the table.

"If you hit the card, don't go back on your word." Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly shouted: "8, touch it! Be careful, I've heard the card! I'll just say, the card is bad, but it can be changed. The person is bad, and he has to change it.

As for you, you are all small secret agents of No. 76, most of whom are just making a living. There are not many bloody cases in your hands, and there is still a chance to correct them.

You say that you, young people, do not do well and insist on being traitors.Are you afraid that your ancestral graves will be dug up?As for me, I will give you a chance, do you want to change it? "

"Change, change!"

The spy sitting next to him said repeatedly: "We will definitely change it."

"I know, you talk about changing things, but you really want me to get out." Meng Shaoyuan touched a card: "I have a small notebook to record some things.

For example, who is the traitor, who did I talk to, who did I give a chance to correct, and who didn't seize the opportunity. I don't have a good memory, but when I look at the notebook, I remember everything.

Since I gave you a chance, but you didn't grasp it yourself, who can be blamed?The iron blood anti-rape order has never been cancelled.When I come to you again, I'm afraid you won't even have a bone left. "

There seemed to be trembling voices.

Meng Shaoyuan spoke too calmly, as if he was chatting with others.

But the more peaceful it is, the easier it is to make people feel intimidated.

"Nonsense." Meng Shaoyuan put the cards in his hand on the table: "Give me the money."

"Give me money, give me money."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up with a smile on his face: "Everyone, that's all I have to say today. Don't let me travel thousands of miles to find you again. Let me leave."

These three people came as soon as they said they came, and left as soon as they said they would.

Only a roomful of stunned spies remained.

Xiaoshan was also dumbfounded.

This is "Pan Tianhu".

Finally saw it with my own eyes.

As for the agents of No. 76, how arrogant they were before, how timid they are now.

No. 76 is not as scary as the legend says.

But "Pan Tianhu" is different.

The three of them came in swaggeringly, and left swaggeringly, as if there was no one else around.

Xiaoshandong vowed that he would never forget this chicness in his life.

The sixteen spies waited until Meng Shaoyuan left for several minutes, but they still hadn't recovered.

You look at me, I look at you.

"Do you want to report it?"

Finally, a secret agent asked with difficulty.

"Report, report a fart! You don't want to die, but the brothers want to die!"

"But this matter, hide it, sooner or later you can't hide it!"

……

When Meng Shaoyuan arrived in Shanghai, he seemed to like eating wontons very much.

Eat one meal almost every day.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

On the side of the road, there are small stalls eating wontons accompanied by dim street lights.

As soon as the lid is lifted, it is steaming, which always makes you feel a little warm.

Writer Wang is a writer who specializes in writing martial arts novels for newspapers, and he often has to type until early in the morning.

From one to two o'clock, his wife would always open the window on the second floor and shout down:
"Two bowls of wontons, put more green onions."

Then, a bamboo basket containing a small pot is lowered by a rope.

The boss skillfully took the pot from the bamboo basket, cooked the wontons, poured them into the pot, sprinkled with pepper, and added more green onions according to the customer's instructions.

Then put the pot back into the bamboo basket, and yelled softly to it:
"Boss, it's all right."

Pull the string again.

Then, the bamboo basket will be pulled up.

This evening, eating a bowl of wontons is a great enjoyment.

Meng Shaoyuan and Li Zhifeng have been in Shanghai for so long, and they are no strangers to it.

It was the first time for Su Junwen to see it, and he found it extremely novel.

The wontons taste really good too.

But why does the officer like to eat so much?

Meng Shaoyuan ate with gusto, and when he looked up, he met a man wearing glasses on the second floor.

The two smiled at each other.

That's Writer Wang.

He is used to eating wontons standing at the window.

While admiring the night view of Shanghai, look for inspiration for creation.

Recently, he wanted to create a new novel, but the idea has not been opened.

I hope this night, this delicious wonton can make him suddenly open his mind

It's just that tonight, even in his dreams, he would never have imagined that he would be able to see something.

……

Han Deping is a well-known thug on the 76th.

He has a nickname called "Little Four Treasures".

Li Shiqun always said that in Han Deping, one can see the demeanor of Wu Sibao back then.

After Meng Shaoyuan withdrew from Shanghai, the military command set up an ambush to intercept and kill Han Deping.

But this Han Deping is really fierce.

When the two bodyguards around him were all killed, one person, with two guns, shot left and right, and he ran out abruptly.

It was Xiahou Dun who laid the ambush that day.

This was also cited by Xiahou Dun as the greatest shame.

After that, Han Deping no longer paid attention to the military command, and even shouted out that even if Xu Zhu, who was rampant in Shanghai at that time, came back with five elements, seven kills and thirteen eagles, he could still make the military command a mountain of blood.

What angered the Shanghai military agents the most was that he also uttered a slogan:
"Tamp down Meng Shaoyuan, skin Pan Tianhu!"

In the eyes of the Shanghai military reunification agents, Meng Shaoyuan is like a god.

The problem is, everyone has nothing to do with Han Deping.

He has accurate marksmanship, good skills, and is not afraid of death.

Such a person, the military commander's several hunts, all ended in failure.

This has also become Han Deping's biggest bragging rights.

Han Deping's greatest hobby is dancing.

Whenever he was free, he would dance at the Paramount.

Jump to 1:30, no matter what happens in the ballroom, he will leave on time.

The path to take is also the same.

One he is not afraid of.In his opinion, those people in the military command are nothing more than that.

Secondly, the path he took was the patrol route of the Japanese military police.

If something happens, the military police will arrive soon.

The same is true today.

Two bodyguards, a chartered rickshaw.

He has a weakness, motion sickness, and he gets dizzy badly.

So he never rides unless absolutely necessary.

Sometimes to perform tasks, he would rather ride a bicycle.

……

Wonton, so delicious.

After Meng Shaoyuan ate a bowl, his thoughts were still unfinished:

"Boss, have another bowl."

"Okay, wait a moment."

"You really can't get tired of eating."

Li Zhifeng put down the empty bowl, wiped his mouth, and listened carefully:
"coming."

The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps came gradually.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

A rickshaw appeared.

Behind, followed by two bodyguards.

Meng Shaoyuan looked up.

Shanghai at night is so beautiful!
The rickshaw approached.

The moment he approached the wonton stall, Meng Shaoyuan pulled out a long bench, and swung it towards the rickshaw!
(End of this chapter)