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A black sedan parked at the door of the bun shop, with a sign from the Fengtian Police Station hanging on it, every day the policeman who drove the car would go to this bun shop to eat the buns, and after eating them, he would take some back, because the chief also liked the taste of the buns.

The driver, holding the steamed bun he bought for the director, walked out of the steamed bun shop with his chest held high and bowed under the congratulations of the shopkeeper.

Although this skin is scolded, it is all secretly scolded behind his back, no matter so much, at least it is stronger than others, this driver is used to looking at him with fear or flattery.

The driver came to the front of the car, opened the door and was about to sit in the driver's seat, but saw a man in his twenties in the passenger seat looking at him with a grin, holding a gun in his hand and facing him.

He was startled, and was just about to speak, when a hand behind him had already covered his mouth, and a hard thing was pressed against his waist, and a person's voice came from his ear: "Don't talk, go up and drive." ”

The driver was undoubtedly a smart man, and immediately sat obediently in the driver's seat, feeling a movement around his waist, knowing that his pistol had been touched by the man behind him.

The gun was still on the driver's waist, but the driver had already calmed down from the initial panic, and while he pondered the origin of the two men and wondered how to get out, he said, "Two good men, you have something to say." If there is any difficulty, the brother will definitely help. ”

"Less nonsense!" The man in the back said, and at the same time slammed the gun hard, and the driver hurriedly shut his mouth.

Who are they, robbers? It's impossible, and I'm not a rich man.

Are they anti-union? The driver's mind is still quite fast, they will not rob me for the sake of me, but for the sake of the car!

He suddenly remembered the pair of young boys and girls that RB people were wanted for the past few days, I have to find a way to run, this driver secretly thought, but unfortunately he didn't have any chance.

At this time, under the command of the gun, the car had driven through several streets and entered a street with few pedestrians.

"Stop!" The young man in the passenger seat ordered.

Before the car could stop, the driver pushed the door and was about to jump out, but before he could stand up, the hand of the man next to him had already grabbed him by the collar, and then the driver felt a blow to the back of his head and fainted.

The driver was dragged out of the car and carried by two men to an abandoned and dilapidated house on the side of the road.

At this time, three more people came out of it, it was Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei, and one was a traffic officer of the Fengtian Underground Party.

The young man who was originally sitting in the passenger seat was Li San.

Li San watched Huo Xiaoshan get into the car and said, "Xiaoshanzi, take care, we will have a date later." ”

Huo Xiaoshan glanced at Li San and said, "Third brother, you also take care." ”

As he spoke, the car started to move and flew away.

The driver was Zhou Liebao, who was an instructor at the Central Military Academy, and driving was undoubtedly a breeze for him.

The underground party traffic officer sitting in the passenger seat, he is in charge of guiding the way.

In order to get the car, they observed it for several days in front of the steamed bun shop, and mastered the law that the policeman who drove the car always ate the steamed buns on point, so they took down the driver in one fell swoop, and asked Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei to wait at the street not far away, and got the car and left directly to prevent the crime.

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei sat in the back seat. Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei were already dressed in disguise, and they both had a thin layer of dough melon skin on their faces.

That melon peel is really a good thing, according to Li San, it is a kind of inner membrane of the melon, cut the melon and dry it, you only need to spray a little water evenly on it when you want to use it, and apply it to the face as natural as human skin, but it has changed the color of human skin, and there will be a few flaws on the melon skin, just like freckles on the face, not the original familiar people can't recognize it at all.

After Murong Pei experienced a series of things, his mentality seemed to have matured, his expression was calm, and he didn't look much different from Huo Xiaoshan through makeup, they were all well-dressed teenagers, but their figures were more thin.

She habitually put her hand on Huo Xiaoshan's hand, and Huo Xiaoshan did not refuse, the two of them were as natural as good friends who grew up together.

The car pulled Huo Xiaoshan and his party to drive on the streets of Fengtian City.

At this time, it was more than seven o'clock in the morning, there were already many pedestrians on the street, and there were still policemen in yellow clothes and black clothes at various intersections, and RB gendarmes were examining and searching the pedestrians passing by, it was obvious that they were still searching for the whereabouts of Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei, but the enemy did not intercept the black car with the Fengtian Police Department, and was obviously very familiar with this car.

Seeing the car drive out of the downtown area, the people in the car were secretly relieved, but when they drove to an intersection, Zhou Liebao whispered: "Everyone be careful." ”

All the people in the car could see through the windshield in front of them that there was a checkpoint at the intersection, the railing across the road had been lowered, and seven or eight cars in front of them were queuing up for inspection by a group of policemen.

Murong Pei held Huo Xiaoshan's hand and tightened involuntarily, while Huo Xiaoshan's other hand was hanging down from his knees, holding a box cannon in that hand, this weapon was prepared for them to go out of the city by the Fengtian Underground Party.

The Mukden underground party not only prepared a box cannon for each of the three men in the car, but also prepared three Type 91 RB grenades, which were used in case they needed to punch the card.

The cars in front of them were checked and released one after another, and soon Zhou Liebao drove the car to stop in front of the railing, and a policeman stepped forward and saw that he had a short gun hanging from his waist, obviously looking like an official.

Zhou Liebao rolled down the window, and the policeman who had stood in front of him had a look on his face: "Isn't this the old horse's car?" What about the old horse? ”

He glanced at Zhou Liebao with a suspicious gaze, and then poked his head to look at the back seat of the car, but there were curtains on the windows of the back seat of the car, so he didn't see Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei sitting in the back seat clearly.

The policeman's hand subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist, obviously suspicious.

"Yaga!" The passenger door opened, and a man in a crisp suit came down from it, with a grim face and a mustache on the corner of his mouth indicating that he was an RB man.

The policeman was shocked, "I don't know, you are ......"

"You're over-controlling." The man paused word by word and said coldly. Then he took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket and handed it over.

The policeman took it and saw that the special pass was written in Japanese and Chinese, and when he opened it, he saw that it was stamped with the large seal of the puppet emperor of Manchukuo.

He couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly held the document with both hands, lowered his waist and respectfully handed it back to the RB man, and said, "I don't know, Taijun, please." Then he hurriedly waved his hand, and the railing behind him was raised.

The RB man snorted coldly, took the documents and turned around and got into the car.

Seeing the car drive past the open railing, the policeman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly congratulated himself that he had not been hit by the RB man's mouth.

In his opinion, it must have been the RB people who used the National Police Agency's car for some reason, so it is not surprising that Lao Ma did not drive.

The people in the car, which had already driven away, were already laughing at this time.

"Your baba really works." Zhou Liebao smiled and said to the underground traffic officer who pretended to be an RB person.

"Haha, it's not that I use it, it's the Great Seal of the Emperor of Manchukuo." The traffic officer replied with a smile. This traffic officer's surname is Lu, a less common surname, in fact, what he can say is more than just a sentence of "Baga", his RB words are quite good.

"It's not the emperor's big seal that works, it's your two RB beards that work." Huo Xiaoshan interjected in the back.

"Hahaha......" The occupants of the car laughed again.

The car still drove from Mukden to the outside of the city, and there were really many checkpoints along the way, but with the car from the police station, the "RB Taijun" with a two-handful beard, and the special pass specially approved by the Emperor of Manchukuo, the road was unimpeded, and finally drove out of the heavily guarded Fengtian City.

As soon as he got out of Fengtian City, Zhou Liebao stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away like an arrow in the direction of Jinxian!