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"Same as you..." Ling Cang lied without blinking: "I felt this force coming nearby, and I came over to take a look out of curiosity. Who knew someone had already arrived and started fighting with the Japanese? I accidentally exposed myself and got involved,"
"Really?" Sima Tian's expression didn't change at all. It was hard to tell whether he believed it or not: "Then you continue to be curious here, I'm leaving."
"Just leave like this,"
"How do you want me to leave? I'll kill you first and then leave." Sima Tian raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Cang with a half-smile and said, "Listen, I just hooked up with a Hong Kong girl and am in a hurry to go on a date. I'm thinking about it. I'm in a good mood, so I decided to let you go for the time being, and I won't hold you accountable for throwing lime on my face. You'd better not be dissatisfied,"
"I know you can't bear to kill me," Ling Cang demanded shamelessly: "Before you leave, could you let me go first?"
"You also know that I came here just out of curiosity and wanted to know who is exuding power. I didn't expect to meet you, so I didn't plan to help you." Sima Tian turned around and said: "You can do it yourself Think of a way," then he tiptoed and the person disappeared.
Ling Cang was still nailed to the spot, unable to move at all. Looking around, there were broken limbs and blood stains everywhere. Under the blowing of the night wind, a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils, which was very choking. .
As far as a place is concerned, desolation is not scary. What is really scary is the silence under the bustling life. If the world must end, then it will probably be like this now.
The entire Japanese style restaurant was completely silent, with only the rustling of leaves and branches, and no other sound. The exquisite Japanese classical buildings and courtyards were originally pleasing to the eye, but at this time, they exuded a chilling air, everywhere. Not a single person was seen.
There is no sign of life here anymore, and it seems to be separated from the noisy world outside by an invisible wall.
Ling Cang didn't know if there were other ninjas, so he kept scanning around with his eyes vigilantly. Fortunately, the scout woke up quickly, crawled to Ling Cang's side, and pulled out a few arrows from his sleeves with his hands. Lai threw it aside: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Ling Cang replied nonchalantly: "It's very good..."
"They..." the scout looked around and asked in surprise: "You were all killed by yourself."
"Of course," Ling Cang pursed his lips and asked, "Do you think there are other people here?"
"Then why are you still being pinned by that ninja?"
"He shot a few hidden arrows before he died, but I didn't take it seriously. Who knew it would be like this,"
"I see, I didn't expect you to be so powerful,"
"Of course," Ling Cang moved a bit and found that his body had returned to normal, so he helped the scout and climbed out of the wall.
"You are the new comrade of the 03 Brigade, right? This is the first time we have met..." The scout took a few deep breaths and then said: "I am..."
"I'm not interested in knowing this now..." Ling Cang interrupted the other party and said, "Now tell me where we should go,"
What Ling Cang thought was different was that the scout did not take him to some mysterious secret base, but led him to a very ordinary courtyard house in the suburbs.
Siheyuan is a characteristic building in the capital, and Minghai also has some that have been handed down from the past. However, the buildings in this place are replicas. Some are commercial facilities, and some are bought by wealthy people to live in. On the whole, this place is open to the outside world as a tourist resort. Nearby The scenery is quite good.
Ling Cang noticed that the doors of many courtyards were closed, there were no signs outside, and no one came in or out. He didn't know where they were.
When they arrived at the door, the scout took out the key and opened the door. No guards were seen, and no one checked. In the middle of the yard, there was an old man doing Tai Chi, and it turned out to be Tong Zhengrong.
"Why are you the only one back?" Tong Zhengrong was startled when he saw the scout, and then asked Ling Cang: "Why are you with him?"
Ling Cang shrugged his shoulders: "I'll keep it short...but it's a long story."
"Then let's wait and see," Tong Zhengrong greeted: "People will be here soon, there are injured numbers,"
Two young men in plain clothes came from nowhere and helped the scout down to treat his injuries. Ling Cang was brought to the main hall by Tong Zhengrong, where a very beautiful girl came in and offered two cups of tea.
"I have nothing to do tonight. I went over to take a look at the excitement. Unexpectedly, there was already a fight inside. I couldn't see one of my own injured and went in to help..." After Ling Cang recounted the incident, he asked tentatively: "Don't you You will blame me for ruining the plan,"
"No," Tong Zhengrong's brows knitted into a knot, and he shook his head heavily: "You have done very well. I didn't expect that you made a great contribution as soon as you joined the 03 Brigade."
"General Tong has won the prize," Ling Cang said with joy, and wanted to ask if he could get some bonus.
"Speaking of which, this matter is my fault..." Tong Zhengrong stood up and paced back and forth in the main hall: "Originally, I wanted to send someone to inquire about information and then decide on the next action plan. Unexpectedly, The Japanese have been prepared for a long time, and now it seems that they deliberately released their power at the airport, just to attract our attention and test our capabilities."
"I don't care about this," Ling Cang swallowed and said seriously: "That Japanese style restaurant is obviously a black shop, and it may often provide some special services to Japanese people in China. You Check to see if they have been sealed, and check to see if they are harboring any women."
"You have a very rich imagination... By the way, what is this thing about a girl?"
"That's...female agent. If we catch a beautiful female agent, can you hand it over to me for trial?" Ling Cang said with a straight face and a firm expression unique to a proletarian revolutionary warrior. : "I have a good way of interrogating female agents,"
"Besides," Tong Zhengrong had no idea what Ling Cang's plan was. He waved his hand and said, "Let me understand the situation first."
Tong Zhengrong made a few calls on the internal line, and the situation was quickly reported back. Roughly before Ling Cang joined the war, the Japanese people in the Japanese restaurant suddenly left en masse.
Originally, Tong Zhengrong sent another person to follow him, but there were too many Japanese people, and they split up after leaving the house. There were not enough people to follow him, and as a result, he could not figure out what they were doing out there.
From the looks of it, what happened today was a fluke. Firstly, except for Kuroyanagi Ichiryu and others, there were no other ninjas in Japanese cuisine. Secondly, Ling Cang appeared at just the right time. If it had been earlier, he might have alerted the other ninjas. , if it were later, the life of the last scout would not be saved.
Tong Zhengrong was very satisfied with Ling Cang's performance, but Ling Cang never mentioned Sima Tian from the beginning to the end.
Nominally, Ling Cang and Tong Zhengrong are superiors and subordinates. In Tong Zhengrong's view, Ling Cang is just a child and does not need to be protected. However, in fact, Ling Cang is unwilling to accept leadership from others. Joining the 03 Brigade is not so much a In order to show off one's talents, it is better to say that it is to find a big tree to enjoy the shade.
Ling Cang felt that Tong Zhengrong had already investigated him, but he was not sure how much he knew about his life experience. In addition, Ling Cang was not sure whether Tong Zhengrong knew the existence of Si Si. You must know that Si Si was not only his father's His right-hand man is also an influential figure, and it is entirely possible that he will be noticed by Tong Zhengrong.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I didn't think well for a moment, so I did it like this, sacrificing two soldiers in vain..." Tong Zhengrong shook his head, his expression was very painful, and he could see that he was also feeling sad in his heart. Constantly blaming myself.
"General Tong, everyone is negligent sometimes, just learn a lesson,"
"You said it easily..."
"I'd rather take it easy. The problem is that everyone is waiting for you to make up your mind about what to do next."
"What should I do..." Tong Zhengrong thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Japanese cuisine cannot be sealed."
Ling Cang was full of expectations to catch a few Japanese girls, but was quite disappointed when he heard this: "Why?"
"We have been operating around Japanese cuisine for a long time and have established a thorough network. If it is blocked, these Japanese people may find another stronghold, and we will have to redeploy. If it is not blocked, although the Japanese people will act cautiously in the future, At least it's still within our control,"
"The problem is that after what happened tonight, the Japanese may have decided to find another base and regard Japanese cuisine as just an ordinary restaurant."
"No," Tong Zhengrong shook his head: "The Japanese people don't know our identities."
"Are you sure,"
"Well, over the years, some secret societies have appeared in the country, and there have been many secret conflicts with Japanese people at home and abroad. When these Japanese people came to the country, they probably wanted to attract the attention of these secret societies, and they did not expect that they would actually Those who went to investigate were official personnel." With a cold smile, Tong Zhengrong continued: "I am fully confident that the Japanese people do not know the existence of the 03 Brigade at all, and cannot imagine that we have such an organization. It is a pity... In this way, the bodies of the martyrs cannot be recovered, but sooner or later, I will redouble my revenge on them,"
"In other words, Japanese people look down upon those secret societies,"
"That's right," Tong Zhengrong sighed helplessly: "There are many talented people in our country, many of whom are unwilling to directly contribute to the country and do not accept leadership. They only act disorderly in private. However, As the patriotism of the Chinese people has increased over the years, they have also engaged in many patriotic acts. Unfortunately, the common problem among the Chinese people is disunity, serious internal strife and internal strife, and everyone is very selfish. Compared with the unity and dedication of the Japanese people, , they will naturally be at a disadvantage,"
Tong Zhengrong's words were very emotional, but Ling Cang could hear a murderous aura. Fortunately, these so-called capable people and strangers could not achieve anything big and would not affect the official plan of the chess game. Otherwise, I am afraid that before the Japanese take action, the official will We have to start suppressing them.
There are often discrepancies between the people's ideas and those of the officials. You think you are patriotic, but others think you are causing trouble. There is such a rule that remains unchanged through the ages, but will not be stated explicitly. Any country and people| National interests must give in to political interests, and except for rare occasions, it is impossible for these three interests to be unified together.
"If you are so sure, then make this decision," Ling Cang pretended not to hear anything and told Tong Zhengrong expressionlessly: "If nothing happens, I will go back to school to study on my own."
"Okay, see you later, I won't send you off,"
Afterwards, it was proved that Tong Zhengrong's judgment was correct, but for Ling Cang, as long as the Japanese do not get into trouble, it is best not to get involved in high-level games when he is not strong enough.
Ling Cang returned to school and originally wanted to have dinner at the East Wall Food Stall, but from a distance he saw groups of people crowding together and making violent noises.
"Did the Sichuan Gang come to cause trouble again?" Ling Cang walked over and found Zhang Yiting wearing an apron and standing there watching.
These people cover all ages, and their identities are also different in terms of clothing and dress. They crowded in front of two small shops, trying to push others away while trying to squeeze in with all their strength.
From time to time, people clashed because of the congestion, and various shouts and curses could be faintly heard. Someone in the small shop kept shouting at the top of his lungs: "No more, really no more,"
An old lady in her seventies said "Ouch" and sat down on the ground, her face turned pale, but no one cared about it at all. A young man even took a quick step and crossed over the old lady's head to join the crowd that was crowded there. .
After a while, a middle-aged woman rushed over, helped the old lady up, and asked an interesting question: "Mom, did you grab it?"
"No..." The old lady shook her head helplessly: "These people are so capable of robbing,"
"Fortunately, I grabbed a few packs at the supermarket on Huayuan Road..." The middle-aged woman sighed, and then cursed bitterly: "Damn, these bastards usually sell a pack for two yuan, but now they sell it for two ten,"
Although the scene was very noisy, people somehow still heard the conversation between the mother and daughter. They all said that Chinese people have strong survivability, and one of the important factors is their sensitive senses. A young man shouted: "She is here There is salt,"
As soon as the words fell, the crowd immediately changed their target and pounced on the mother and daughter like wolves and tigers.
"You are not allowed to rob, you are not allowed to rob, this is my salt, my salt..." The middle-aged woman hugged a non-woven bag in her arms with one hand, and kept beating the people rushing over with her other hand. , and occasionally he would open his mouth and take a few bites.
"You bitch, you dare to hit me," a strong man with a shaved head became anxious, kicked the middle-aged woman on the shoulder, opened his hands and went to grab the non-woven bag.
The middle-aged woman fell to the ground, and then she got up and spread her fingers without showing any signs of weakness and scratched the face of the strong man with an inch head. She only heard a cry of "Wow", and five marks were added to the latter's face. bloodstains,