The gunshots and explosions have stopped.

Xin Zhiming seemed to be going crazy, searching desperately.

Where are people?

Where did the people go?

There is no way he disappeared without reason.

Xin Zhiming is also an experienced agent.

He has also done some research and found that although the terrain of Guihua Street is complex, no matter how many twists and turns you take, there are only four exits to leave here.

He has sent people to urgently block these four exits.

Reinforcements are on the way.

Even if Meng Shaoyuan ran away, he would never escape Guihua Street.

"uncle!"

Suddenly, a child walked timidly to Xin Zhiming's side.

"It's okay, get out!" Xin Zhiming, who was extremely troubled, scolded angrily.

"Someone asked me to give it to you."

The child is holding a note.

Xin Zhiming took it and opened it to see that his whole face was deformed in an instant.

There are only two words written on it:

"Fool"!

On the back, there is a smiling face painted.

Meng Shaoyuan!

This is where Meng Shaoyuan humiliated himself.

Xin Zhiming immediately yelled: "Who gave it to you? Where is the person? Where is the person?"

"There, right there."

The child was probably frightened and pointed hurriedly.

"Chase!"

Xin Zhiming roared and was the first to rush out.

A stench hit my nose.

They were two common dung trucks in Chongqing, one behind the other.

Four dung workers pushed it slowly.

Xin Zhiming only has Meng Shaoyuan in his eyes.

"Fool!"

Seeing Xin Zhiming running past him and avoiding him for a distance in disgust, Meng Shaoyuan, who was pushing the dung cart, smiled.

Rickshaw driver, coolie, manure worker.

It was these humble little people who finally succeeded in running out of Osmanthus Street!

…

Fool!

Ma Chao, who was hiding on the roof, put aside the gun in his hand.

It is used for emergencies.

The commander will go out from here.

And he quickly rushed here after creating chaos.

Once any accident occurred, Ma Chao immediately opened fire and forced the commander to retreat.

But, that idiot, named Xin Zhiming? He didn’t have any doubts about the commander at all.

He crossed to another roof and went downstairs.

He opened the door and came out, tidied his clothes, and left here calmly.

…

"stop!"

Xin Zhiming grabbed a passerby who was about the same height as Meng Shaoyuan.

"What to do?"

The passerby turned around.

no!

Xin Zhiming pushed: "Get out!"

Meng Shaoyuan, you must be here!

You actually humiliated me?

Why do you humiliate me?

You can't escape from here!

"Fool!"

"Passerby" Huang Zhong laughed in his stomach.

That "idiot" note was given to you by a child I found.

You are so stupid, how can you have the nerve to choose a superior as your opponent?

…

Meng Shaoyuan looked in the mirror.

very satisfied.

Messy gray hair.

His face was gray and dirty.

More than twenty years old?

Coupled with the shabby and patched clothes he had just changed into, at first glance, he looked like a middle-aged man who lived a very hard life.

Meng Shaoyuan even treated his exposed hands.

"Grandpa, mother-in-law, thank you."

Meng Shaoyuan turned around: "I'm leaving."

"Our mistress, I kept saying you would come."

The old man handed Meng Shaoyuan a pocket full of patches and a fork: "Aren't you going to eat here?"

"Don't eat anymore. Grandpa, mother-in-law, I have something else to do."

"Oh, okay, walk slowly."

Meng Shaoyuan walked out.

Seeing a ball of waste paper on the ground, Meng Shaoyuan dexterously forked it with a fork and put it in his pocket.

He looked like a scavenger.

On the road, a rickshaw passed slowly.

There was a guest sitting on it.

When passing by the opposite side of Meng Shaoyuan, he deliberately slowed down and smiled towards this place.

The driver of the cart was Su Junwen.

The person in the car was Miao Zhixing.

Then, Su Junwen quickened his pace and walked away.

damn it.

Meng Shaoyuan cursed in his stomach.

Sir, you're here to scavenge, you guys are taking a fucking rickshaw.

How can this be justified?

A shrill alarm sounded.

Cars from the Central Military Commission and the police station roared past.
To be continued...