"Xuan Lin, adjust all the cameras that can be adjusted immediately." Gu Miqing ordered the first time Yan Jiucheng disappeared within the surveillance range.

\tXuan Lin's hand ticked rapidly on the keyboard, and some video images flashed quickly on the screen. The surveillance at the intersection of this alley is effective, but there are videos in the shop, but unfortunately, it is late at night. If the shopping street is easy to sneak into the store's camera for surveillance, but this alley is rarely visited and there are not many shops.

\tIt only takes more than ten seconds.

\t Five intersections appeared on the screen.

\t "This is the camera closest to him that can be retrieved." Xuan Lin said, and his hand opened vigorously. The nervousness of typing the keyboard quickly made his hands cramp.

\tGu Miqing stretched out her hand and tapped one of the screens. This was the surveillance of a cafe. You could see the street outside at the bottom, and there was no Yan Jiuzheng on the street.

\t "Yan Jiucheng just walked over here, this is the end of surveillance." Xuan Lin said.

\tSuddenly, Gu Miqing's eyes widened and pointed at a corner of the screen.

\tAt the end of the street, I took a pair of feet, one hand hanged down, holding something in my hand. It was too dark and the camera through the cafe was blurred.

\tThe feet hidden in the corner are filled with bloodthirsty cold.

\tGu Mi picked up the walkie-talkie with a cold face: "Issue an order to No. 0467, immediately."

\tAfter saying that, she held down a button on the intercom again and shouted anxiously: "Yan Jiucheng."

There was no response inside, and Yan Jiuzheng turned off the walkie-talkie. When performing the task, in order to prevent the other party from discovering, it should be turned off. So she pressed the red button on the table for the third time.

In the distance, in a pod of the large turntable, a red light flashed three times quickly.

This is a code that special anti-espionage personnel in this city can understand: withdraw, withdraw immediately.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Jiucheng seemed to feel something. His hand grabbed the pen and Yu Guang looked around. There was no one in the alley. He was more careful and looked in the direction of the big turntable.

I saw one side of the big turntable, and the other side that flashed three times the red light was blocked by the building.

"Stomach hurts." Tan Yixian's voice was extremely delicate, and he turned his face to the side and said, "Maybe he had eaten something bad."

Yan Jiucheng turned his head. Although he couldn't see Tan Yixian's full face, he only saw one-quarter of the face, Yan Jiucheng, who was extremely sensitive to human faces, suddenly felt that something was wrong before.

Gu Miqing once said that once something is wrong, he will immediately turn on the equipment on his body to report to his superiors.

His hand reached to his tie and pressed it.

"Shoot and retreat!" Gu Miqing's voice was cold and anxious, and it came as soon as he pressed the switch.

Yan Jiucheng's hands trembled. He knew that this was an order given to him by Gu Miqing. Although Yan Jiucheng felt something was wrong with the woman in front of him, would he be killed now?

He hesitated for a moment, and in less than a second, his palms suddenly felt sweat and wet.

There was indeed a spy in front of me, and with conclusive evidence of being a spy, something was wrong now, but... this was just a petite woman about 1.63 meters tall.

Shooted?

A gust of wind came, and the fragrance of gardenia mixed with Tan Yixing's body came.

Yan Jiucheng, who had never killed a chicken, hesitated for a second, and then took out the pen from his pocket.

After less than a second of hesitation, the young Yan Jiuzheng did not expect the consequences of this less than a second of hesitation.

"The most important thing is to obey orders. If you give orders, don't hesitate at all, follow the orders." Gu Miqing's teachings are vivid in his mind.

He did as he did, took out the pen, and hesitated for less than a second.

In just one second, the petite woman took advantage of this second and turned around suddenly, lifted a floor tiles in the old alley with her hand, and took out a pistol from it.

A strong murderous intent burst out in his eyes instantly, aiming at Yan Jiucheng.

Yan Jiuzheng has seen this gun at the training base, and Gu Miqing specifically introduced it. This gun is an advanced B-point 22 silencer pistol. This gun has high shooting accuracy, good silence effect, and no flame at the muzzle.

Yan Jiucheng's muscles suddenly tensed up, and he kicked him with a kick that surpassed Tan Yixian.

The gun was flew into the air.

A very slight footsteps came from behind Yan Jiucheng.

Yan Jiucheng turned around in a while.

At the same time, a room near Yan Jiucheng suddenly opened the door, and a figure rushed out from inside and directly hit Yan Jiucheng behind.

The force was so strong that Yan Jiuzheng fell down.

Pa, pa.

Two low gunshots came from the trash can.

In an instant, a warm feeling came from Yan Jiucheng's neck.

Immediately afterwards, a dull sound, Tan Yixian beside him fell straight to the ground.

It only takes two seconds before and after.

Yan Jiucheng's head was buzzing. He turned his head and saw a figure flashing by next to the trash can and disappeared. The man who rushed out of the room next to him fell on him at this time. Yan Jiucheng could not see his face, but only saw the red scarf being particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

Suddenly, a warm feeling came from Yan Jiucheng's neck again.

All blood.

The blood of this man around him.

"Retreat..." The man whose head was buried in Yan Jiucheng made a weak voice, then his body softened, and his eyes were staring at the boss and fell to Yan Jiucheng's feet.

Yan Jiucheng raised his pen and headed towards the trash can. The figure had just left.

Yan Jiucheng lay down and rushed over to knock Yan Jiucheng's man turned over when he lay down. This was a young face, about the same size as Yan Jiucheng, wearing a gray windbreaker, a red scarf, and his eyes widened.

Still motionless.

Blood flowed out of his back.

Yan Jiucheng knew that this man blocked the bullet for him.

Without hesitation.

It seemed that he appeared to rush out desperately and blocked the bullet the moment the other party fired.

No hesitation at all.

"Retreat! Immediately!" Gu Miqing's voice sounded again: "Thirty meters west into the alley, twenty meters east, there are cars waiting for you!"

Yan Jiucheng felt a buzzing sound in his head. He stood up instinctively and jumped over Tan Yixian's body. Yu Guang saw Tan Yixian's face.

The whole face has cracked.

The bullet passed through her forehead, and did not leave only a red muzzle like in the TV series, but half of the head exploded, making Yan Jiuzheng, who jumped over her, almost slipped. He stretched out his hand and supported it on the ground.

Running wildly.

If the young man who rushed over to block the bullet hadn't hesitated for that second, causing the front and back attacks, wouldn't this man wearing a red scarf have to use such decisive means to block the bullets, but calmly kill the person behind the trash can?

One person killed one, and the young man with red scarf lived well.

Yan Jiuzheng couldn't hear the sound, and his ears kept buzzing. He rushed into the alley to the west, and then rushed out of the intersection to the east. A black car opened the door and he jumped up.

The moment he jumped on, the sirens made a big fuss.

In the distance, more than a dozen police cars rushed towards the alley just now.

All this happened so suddenly that Yan Jiuzheng, who was in the car, was shaking all over, and he couldn't hold the pen.

There is no longer any elegance in my mind as if I am walking in the world of swords. What is the high moon in the night, and the spirit of each person and swords in the world.

At this time, Yan Jiuzheng couldn't feel that he was crying, but tears couldn't control them from his eyes.

There was only the blood in his mind that the red scarf radiated into his neck, and the soles of his feet slipped. He almost fell down and supported the ground with his hands. Tan Yi's * was revealed.

His hand was squeezed.

Sticky.

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Morning Breeze Cafe.

A girl shyly took out a scarf from the bag, which was red.

"I knitted it myself." The girl put it on for the boy.

"What day is today? I'll give me a gift." The boy was the owner of the cafe. He stretched out his head and put on a red scarf and smiled happily.

The girl wanted to say a word but stopped, so she smiled openly, lowered her head and took a sip of juice.

"Why don't you drink coffee?" The boy stretched out his hand and gently touched the girl's head.

"Well... It's evening, I can't sleep after drinking." The girl lowered her eyes, closed her eyes and enjoyed the man's head touching. She was always so well-behaved, like a little pet, and captured all the boy's sincerity.

The boy's cell phone rang.

"Hello, your courier is in Building 1109, please remember to check it out." The voice of the courier came out.

After hearing this, the boy's face changed, and his hands holding the phone shook slightly.

"Okay." He hung up the phone, his breathing became rapid, and then stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom."

"Um."

"Don't walk around." The boy walked two steps towards the bathroom, turned back, bent down and kissed the girl's forehead, then stretched out his hand to touch her head: "Wait for me here, help me guard the cafe, there are two guests who have not checked out."
To be continued...