Sai Kung, No. 1 Sham Shui Road, which is a luxury villa area where Hong Kong's wealthy gather, at nine o'clock in the middle of the night, one of the villas was silent, the curtains were closed, and all the rooms were lit up, but no one was visible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the closed basement, more than a dozen Japanese in suits sat cross-legged, each with a look of sincere fear and solemn nervousness.

There was a rush of footsteps outside, and these people immediately lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to come out.

The middle-aged man with a face-to-face with a gloomy face, strode into the basement, pressed his hands on his knees, sat down heavily, his gloomy gaze swept over everyone, and the invisible momentum suddenly spread all over the corners of the room.

"Kawamoto-san!" the people below bowed their heads in unison to show respect.

"Jin Cong is dead!" Kawamoto Nanisu said coldly: "Who revealed our plan of action? I can't believe that there is a traitor among the most loyal intelligence officers of the Great Japanese Empire!"

The majestic and terrifying eyes swept over the faces of his men one by one, causing everyone to tremble and panic.

As the deputy director of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office, Kawamoto Naniwa has always been known for his ruthlessness and brutality, and he is extremely ruthless in training new students on weekdays, and it is said that as many as 100 special agents have died at his hands, and he is known as "the 100 people of Tokyo Metropolitan Government who have killed the Great Sasa" in the Self-Defense Forces system. He is so cruel to his own people, one can imagine what kind of horror and cruelty anyone will face if he is unfortunate enough to become his enemy.

"Lang, Naniwa-kun, it is impossible for us to betray the Empire and the Emperor!, please trust our loyalty!" a round-faced agent mustered his courage, his waist bent at ninety degrees, and his face almost touched the floor.

"Kojiro-kun, are you questioning my judgment?"

A cold air hit, Takada Kojiro trembled with his hands, kept kowtowing, and defended in a trembling voice: "No, it's not...... Naniwa-kun, I don't have ......"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and a cruel bullet pierced Kojiro Takada's skull!

The pistol with the muffler hung on it emitted swirling green smoke, and a pool of blood spread on the floor......

All the rest of the people trembled and fell to their knees, letting the wisps of blood flow through their palms and knees, and the smell of death permeated the basement.

The corners of Kawamoto Naniwa's mouth crooked, a sneer hung up, and he announced in a dark voice: "Kojiro Takada betrayed the empire, I, Kawamoto Naniwa, on behalf of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office and the Imperial and Military Departments, put an end to his filthy and despicable life! From now on, you must swear to serve the empire to the death and be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Hey, swear allegiance to the Empire......"

"Loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor......"

This madman is not only cruel and murderous, but also does not allow anyone to question his dictatorship.

A group of people took the oath here, and an agent suddenly rushed in in a panic outside, shouting loudly: "Lang Sujun, Huaxia army! We are surrounded by the army!"

"Yaga!" Kawamoto was furious, his grim face flashed with a brutal light, and he held his gun and shouted: "Now is the time for you to show your loyalty! No one is allowed to surrender in the land of the Shina people!

"Kill!" the more than ten people waved their fists and shouted, and the fear that had just been suppressed by Kawamoto quickly exploded into a ferocious wildness, and everyone rushed out of the basement one after another with the mentality of a fish to death.

Kawamoto walked at the end, and the fierce light in his eyes was extremely hideous!

Before setting off, he swore that he would take over the virus codenamed "Medusa" from that senior, and vowed to turn the order of Hong Kong society upside down! But now, the mission has not been completed, and the elites of the Cabinet Intelligence Office, including himself, will be buried here.

There was a lot of gunfire outside the villa, the sea lion special forces were launching a fierce attack on the enemy, and in a command car, Ye Fan looked out through the window and pouted: "I knew it was so simple, I wouldn't have come." ”

"Really?" Po Jun's mouth curled, quickly reloading the pistol bullets, and threw a handful to him: "What if I want you to come?"

"Haha, then say something else, by the way, your real surname is Ye?"

"Does the name matter to you?" asked Pojun lukewarmly.

"Important, of course important, women, why do you have to wear a mask all day long?" Ye Fan said with a smile: "You plan to be a soldier for the rest of your life?"

Pojun raised his face in sunglasses, and still asked, "It's none of your business, right?"

"Isn't your heart weak? Wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, are you afraid of ghosts?" Ye Fan smiled cheekily: "Don't worry, I've never liked to demolish others." ”

"It's night vision, idiot. The woman lowered her glasses and gave him a blank look.

"Uh, that's it......" Ye Fan smirked, and at this moment, a report from a special forces officer came from the Broken Army headset: "Report, the remnants of the enemy have been cleared!

"Got it, stay there, keep watch. Pojun turned off the headset and said to Ye Fan: "It's time for us to play." ”

"What age do you still commit suicide by seppuku?" Ye Fan shook his head and laughed, "This Japanese has a rotten brain." ”

Pojun jumped out of the command car with a gun, strode forward with his military boots on, and said as he walked: "His brain is not rotten, he is very sober, and militarism has never died out in Japan." This is a danger that evil thoughts are at work and that we need to be on constant alert to. ”

"A few little Japan who are dying, what kind of storm can they rise?" Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he had been dealing with the Japanese for more than a day or two, cunning people like Kenji Yasuda were all played with by him, and the best goods such as Kiyosa Yumi and Hojo Mafei were willing to become his captives and confiners, and the Japanese were really bad and unchallenging in his eyes.

The two men followed the path opened by the special forces into the villa, and in the hall they saw several bodies that had been shot, all of them were stubborn Japanese intelligence agents.

The lights are bright, filled with cyan gunsmoke, the broken army walks in front with a gun, a cautious gaze, a capable posture, on the battlefield where men gallop, this heroic posture is really rare.

Ye Fan put his hands in his pockets, followed behind her, and slowly swayed up the stairs, not taking the possible danger here seriously at all. Looking at the graceful figure of the woman, she smacked her lips and admired from time to time.

There are a thousand kinds of women with a thousand flavors, such as Sophia, a strong Volga style, and Long Tianjiao, who always has the tenacity to not admit defeat, as well as Shen Jiayao, who has the temper of the eldest lady, Li Sihan, who is the most understanding of men, Ling Ruoxi, who is indifferent on the outside and like fire on the inside, and Wen Wanting, who is wise and dignified......

And the impression given to him by the broken army is that he is completely uncontrollable, can't guess through and can't see through, as if he is covered with layers of mysteries.

Such a woman is the easiest for men to fall into, want to see what is going on, risk their lives to conquer, to possess.

It is a lie to say that he is not interested, but Ye Fan does not aim for this, this kind of thing is the best thing to pick up girls, and he deliberately chases it, but there is no mood, it is not his style.

On the second floor, several special forces in black mesh were aiming their guns at a man.

On that brand-new tatami mat, the half-body Kawamoto Nanisu knelt in the middle, slowly wiping a snowy Oriental saber with a white handkerchief, and his eyes were extremely cold.

A strip of white cloth was tied in the center of his forehead, symbolizing the red sun of Japan, in the center of the white cloth, and his face was full of violent color.

Seeing the appearance of the broken army, a cruel smile appeared on Kawamoto Naniwa's face!

"It turned out to be you, the famous Beidou general!" As one of the top intelligence leaders in Tokyo, Kawamoto Naniwa naturally recognized the unique and delicate face of Pojun.

"Naniwa Kawamoto, are you going to commit suicide in fear of crime? The crimes you have committed must be tried by the International Tribunal in The Hague!" Po Jun put away his gun and looked at him coldly with his hands behind his back.

He knows Pojun, and Pojun also knows his details well.

"Haha--the samurai of the empire, enjoy the highest honor, seppuku, is the samurai's greatest loyalty to the emperor! No one is qualified to judge the warriors of the Yamato nation!" Kawamoto Nanisu threw away his handkerchief and slowly raised his saber with both hands, his movements very reverent and slow.

"It's really ridiculous, man, you tie a sanitary napkin on your head, it means loyalty?" Ye Fan stood beside the woman with a hippie smile, clasped his arms and laughed: "Then please hurry up, let's all see, what is flowing out of your stomach is black water or." ”

"Yaga!" Kawamoto waved his knife at him, his face distorted into disarray, and he hissed, "Who are you? You insult the flag of the Great Japanese Empire, you deserve to die!"

"Idiot, you don't even know who Uncle Ye is, what kind of intelligence work are you doing?" Ye Fan smiled and said: "You only know Beidou, you don't know Nandou, go and ask Hades as soon as possible!"

Nandou's eyes flashed with a mischievous smile behind the broken army's sunglasses, this guy!

Kawamoto Naniwa's face was full of suspicion, and he immediately turned to ruthlessness again, and then raised his head and laughed loudly.

This laughter is full of cruelty, arrogance, and the pleasure of success!

Ye Fan and Po Jun glanced at each other, each with questions and suspicions, as if something was wrong.

"Beidou, Nandou, Yanxi! I can't imagine that I, Kawamoto, can still make meritorious contributions to the empire when I am dying, no matter who you are, let's die together today!"

This knife is like stabbing into a balloon, and the sneering blood splashes, and it can't be stopped, and Kawamoto Naniwa's arm is hard again, and the blade is sideways to everything, sneering-

The intestine is broken and pierced, and the abdomen is cut into a kernel.

How dare he do it! He is really willing to use a knife on himself!

Kawamoto Nani's fierce gaze stared at the enemy in front of him, he still had a ruthless and cruel smile on his face, and at the last second of his life, he opened his mouth and shouted a word: "Die!"

The bone-chilling chill suddenly made Ye Fan and Po Jun cold all over their bodies, and out of the intuition of the masters, the two of them felt extreme danger at the same time!

"Not good!" "Not good!" his gaze followed Kawamoto's dying gaze, and Ye Fan saw the big hanging bell hanging on the wall.

It was like a countdown to death!

His eyes were beating wildly, and he couldn't be explained, he opened his arms around Po Jun and fled out of this villa frantically.

Boom! Boom!

The figures of the two men rolled on the lawn, and the explosion of fire behind them stained the night sky red!

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