"Tap tap tap... bang bang bang... Chow Tai Fook, Chow Tai Fook!" Just after twisting the fuses of the eight high-explosive bombs and assembling the appropriate amount of propellant, a burst of footsteps from far to near came into my ears.

Soon there was a heavy knock on the door, and Manager Wang's slightly sharp voice sounded urgent.

Before there was a knock on the door, Hong Tao had already closed the floor and placed a dirty bucket specially used to hold fish offal. When he opened the door, he was wearing a dirty leather apron and carrying a knife in one hand and a live fish in the other.

It's like being slaughtered.

"Director Wang, what are you..." Just as he was about to call out to the director, he swallowed back the second half. Director Wang was not alone, and there was a nun in a red robe following behind him.

"Quick, quick, pick the fattest fish and take the fish butcher with me!" Manager Wang urged without any introduction, with an anxious look on his face...

"It's a good thing... I mentioned your matter to President Jiang. He is in a good mood today. I heard that you can kill the fish cleanly without disemboweling it, so I wanted to see it with my own eyes. By the way, I cut two plates of raw fish.

I ate the food first. The banquet in the evening was said to be a meal, but it was actually a social gathering. I was not busy enough and had no time to really eat."

"Don't be frightened, kid. If you serve this ID card well, you might be able to do it! Speaking of which, you are really lucky. You got the identity that others have been thinking about for several years without taking anything."

It wasn't until Hong Tao got on the tricycle outside with a copper basin and a freshly caught fish, and Manager Wang personally pedaled carefully behind the red-robed nun's bicycle that he drove deeper into the base, that he knew where he was going and what he wanted to see.

people.

"It's not like you are thinking about me. I will always remember this feeling. I will definitely be grateful."

After hearing these words, Hong Tao was completely relieved. He still had a flattering smile on his face and a very sensible mouth. His hands were not idle. He quietly took out a green round thing from his arms and took advantage of the car to turn the corner.

The unsteady center of gravity was stuffed into the pile of sacks in the corner.

This tricycle is what I usually use to pick up fish from the south side of the bridge. There are fishy fish scales and blood everywhere, so no one would touch it. The green thing is a grenade. If my identity is revealed, I can't run away.

If you drop it, you can only ring it, and you must not let it fall into the hands of others.

It's not that there is any secret that needs to be guarded, the main reason is that he is afraid of pain and cannot bear the torture. Once his true identity is revealed, Zhao Bin or Sun Dacheng will definitely not give up. If they can't protect themselves, they have to keep themselves up and have blood transfusions every day. It's really worse.

One death and a hundred deaths.

Manager Wang and the tricycle were not allowed to enter the gate of the headquarters at all. Hong Tao had no choice but to follow the red-robed nun with a copper basin, letting the Redeemer soldiers at the door feel their hearts out and confirm that there was no other weapon except a sharp knife.

Other contraband was brought into this Soviet-style building by a gray-robed judge.

President Jiang Yang’s office is on the second floor, less than 200 meters away from the auditorium where the evening banquet will be held. The nominal leader of the savior is a gentle man, with some gray hair, and is no more than 50 years old.

When Hong Tao was brought into the room by the red-robed nun, he was holding a book on the recliner. He didn't get up when he saw the visitor. He just waved and tapped the ground in front of his desk, which probably meant that he could perform there.

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But Hong Tao didn't dare to pick up the knife and kill the fish. Instead, he explained to the red-robed nun that the fish scales would fly around, so it was best to put a plastic sheet on it to prevent the thick carpet from being stained.

"Very good, take him to find a raincoat and put it on the bed, and bring some food with him... Oh yes, go ask the bishop if he wants sashimi. I definitely can't finish such a big fish by myself.

"Jiang Yang was very pleased with this suggestion. He had a strong northwest accent and spoke slowly and calmly.

Hong Tao's skill in butchering fish is really good. He can use a pair of chopsticks to turn out the gills and internal organs of the fish, and his cooking skills are also good at slicing, braising, steaming and frying.

This is not because I learned to cook from someone, but when I was free in Sailimu Lake, I just fished. After I caught the fish, I could only think about how to cook it besides drying the fish. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and I always play with these things every day, with a little movement.

If you have some brains, you can still learn it without anyone teaching you.

However, his craftsmanship was not praised by Jiang Yang. They were all chefs he had eaten before. Even if he called the Michelin chef, he would not be able to cut any flowers. So after the two plates of sashimi were cut,

Hong Tao, along with the copper basin containing the fish bones and internal organs, and the raincoat on the carpet, were immediately invited out of the room.

If nothing else happens, he will soon be escorted out of the building by the judge, return to the small wooden house by the river and continue tinkering with cannonballs, preparing to have a blast when night falls. He will then take advantage of the chaos to escape from the ruins of the city.

, at most, the name brand and legend of Yoro can be left behind.

But the reason why it is called an accident is that it is something that cannot be predicted by calculation alone. Just when the gray-robed judge was about to go down the stairs, his mouth was suddenly covered by a big hand, and a sharp knife with a cold blade was placed on his neck.

There was still traces of blood on it and a strong fishy smell.

"Knock on the door, and if anyone asks, just say it was sent by Chairman Jiang. If you dare to say a wrong word or speak in a confused tone, this knife will 100% penetrate your neck before I am beaten to death!" At this time!

Behind the ears came whispers of gritted teeth, which also had a fishy smell.

"Come in..." It turns out that the gray-robed judge is not loyal to his faith. He immediately forgot about the gods when he was hit by a sharp blade. Naturally, he will not remember who is the spokesperson of the gods, so he knocks the bell obediently.

The door announced his name and purpose of visit, and he quickly received permission.

"Click... bang... ah... pop!" The door was gently pushed open, and before the people inside could see the face of the person clearly, the body of the gray-robed judge rushed in.

This is an inner and outer room. There is only one man and one woman. The man is tall and tall, wearing a straight military uniform. He is standing by the door of the inner room. When he sees the judge coming towards him, he has no time to dodge. He raises one hand to block and the other reaches his waist.

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But he was still half a second behind Hong Tao. As soon as the pistol left the holster and before the muzzle was raised, a column of blood spurted out from his neck, creating an abstract painting on the wall.

The woman was wearing a red robe without a hood. She was young and had a pretty face. But her reaction was a little slow. The painting that the officer had drawn with blood was almost completed before she remembered to shout and pull the drawer.

Unfortunately, the sharp-edged knife flew straight over, effortlessly breaking through the hard skull and piercing her forehead, not only killing her, but also blocking most of her exclamations in her throat.

While throwing the throwing knife, Hong Tao turned around and punched the judge in the stomach, who had just climbed up from the officer's body, his head and face covered with hot blood, until he was bent over like a giant shrimp.

, retching without vomiting with his mouth open.

"Crack..." Seeing that the judge had temporarily lost his ability to resist, Hong Tao bent down and picked up the pistol from the officer's hand. He first checked the magazine to make sure it was a live ammunition, then he picked up the judge's collar and twisted it.

Back room door handle.

"Bang bang bang..." There is no lock! It's the same old trick. Open the door and kick the judge who is still retching in first. Gunshots sound immediately, and the judge's forward momentum is immediately curbed, and he falls crookedly.

to the right.

"Bang..." After less than a second, Hong Tao squatted and pulled the trigger. He was quite confident about shooting a fixed target at a distance of three or four meters. The shot hit the person huddled behind the desk.

Half of the man's head was exposed, and the smoking gun fell to the table.

"Don't be stupid if you don't want to die... You don't need to teach me what to say later, right!" Before the man behind the desk could pick up the gun with his left hand, Hong Tao had already jumped up and jumped onto the table, pointing the gun condescendingly.

It shows the man's slightly receding hairline.

"...Jiang Yang sent you here? You don't have to worry about his promise at all. Even if I die, he won't get any military power. Do you think a usurper without a gun is reliable?"

The middle-aged man sitting behind the table, covering his right forearm with his left hand, stopped resisting under the threat of a gun, but except for the slight twitching of the muscles on his face caused by the pain of the wound, there was not much panic or timidity.
Chapter completed!