In front of Fang Buwei, do you still have a chance to take action?

Xing Mingsheng felt a buzzing sound in his mind, as if a thousand bees were crawling into it.

This is all a plan that is not set up?

How much does Fang Buwei know?

He shook his head violently, forced himself to calm down, took a quick breath, and pointed at Lin Zi'an in the back seat: "Then he..."

Before the word "who is it" was expressed, Fang Buwei slapped Xing Mingsheng on the face like lightning.

Xing Mingsheng felt a numbness on his face, and his tongue moved, and something actually appeared in his mouth.

Big teeth were broken.

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Xing Mingsheng's mouth.

"Don't try to act in front of me!" Fang Buwei's voice was as cold as ice, "Don't think about getting away with it. I have countless ways. You are worse than death..."

Fang Buwei's slap also broke the last trace of fantasy in Xing Mingsheng's heart.

"Sir... Give up your life..." Xing Mingsheng gritted his teeth and tried hard to control the fear in his heart.

"Shut up!"

Fang Buwei didn't even slant his eyes, and directly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom under his feet. The car rushed forward, standing on the pedal and holding the roof of the car with one hand and the other, the guard leader who was holding a pistol with the other was almost thrown out of the car.

The car did not drive out of the street, but drove into the depths of the alley.

After leaving the alley, it was the Qinhuai River, and a small tanker stopped on the shore.

Hearing the noise, Lian Zhiqi and several of his men came out of the cabin.

"Get out!" The guard leader opened the car door and pressed the pistol on Xing Mingsheng's head.

Xing Mingsheng got out of the car with a look of dust and stepped onto a wooden board on the bow of the boat.

Halfway through, Xing Mingsheng stopped again, turned around and looked at Fang Buwei who was standing on the shore, his eyes full of blood: "Sir..."

"I don't want to say one more word to you. After I go back, I will tell you slowly..." Fang Buwei waved his hand in annoyance.

Xing Mingsheng closed his eyes in despair, made a clear mind, and plunged into the river.

The guard leader was about to pull the trigger, but he felt a lighter on his hand and the pistol disappeared.

Like the wind, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and then another "bang". The guard leader saw Fang Buwei kicking Xing Mingsheng hard on the waist, like a large doll. Xing Mingsheng flew in the air and hit the top of the tanker's cabin.

Lian Zhiqi was startled, and almost Xing Mingsheng hit him on the head.

A black dot flew towards him, and the guard leader reached out and found that it was his gun.

He found that his mouth was drying so hard that he looked at Fang Buwei's back in fear.

Is this a fucking human?

Xing Mingsheng curled up in a ball and kept coughing. Fang Buwei stepped onto the bow of the boat and stood above him and looked at him condescendingly.

"Get rich, get promoted... Follow me, what did you get?" Fang Buwei asked in confusion.

He felt that his life was not an ordinary failure.

Among the three confidants, two are undercover?

Who else can he dare to believe in this in the future?

"Zhao Jinshan tells me that you will be transferred from the secret service..." Xing Mingsheng said intermittently, "I... am obsessed with it... I just want him to help me with my operation..."

Xing Mingsheng has low qualifications and has always been mediocre. He is very self-aware and knows that Fang Buwei has left, so he has no foothold in the secret service office, so he is introduced to the ground step by step by step by Zhao Jinshan.

"Hahaha!" Fang Buwei sneered three times, "You don't come to ask me, but you believe in a Japanese spy?"

Xing Mingsheng opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Go back and tell me honestly. Whether you can save your life depends on the director's mood!" Fang Buwei sighed and got off the boat with his hands behind his back.

Lin Zian was also carried up, and the doctor followed behind.

"Sir, what should I do?" the guard leader pointed at the doctor.

The doctor who was already scared and was so scared that he suddenly shuddered and knelt down with a "thump": "Sir, please spare me..."

Fang Buwei glared at the guard leader and then told Lian Zhiqi: "Take it all back, don't do anything nonsense!"

The guard leader did not remind him, and Fang Buwei could not remember him.

Maybe on the way, Lian Zhiqi will make a good decision and sank the doctor.

"Also tell Zhao Shirui about the situation here. If Masao Konomiya arrives, let him delay it a little..." Fang Buwei said again.

"I understand!" Lian Zhiqi responded.

"Walk!"

Fang Buwei waved, and the four guards just now jumped into the car again.

...

Konoe Masao ran quickly outside the Confucius Temple. After walking a few steps, his clothes were soaked.

In order to be realistic, when he ran out of the food servant, he didn't even have to take the umbrella.

After searching for half an hour, Masao Konomi found a public phone number in a hotel, but he dialed it several times, and the operator said that the transfer was not successful.

It's normal that it's raining for too long and the line is not connected.

It was not too anxious that Nakamura was not contacted.

It doesn't matter if you can't leave the city. It will take one or two hours from Lin Zi'an's assassination, Gu Zhenlong receives the news, and then to the city closure, and the whole city will be searched.

When I searched for Yuyi Street, it would probably be late at night or dawn.

If you don’t have time to leave the city, you and Nakamura can hide in the consulate.

After spending two oceans and buying an umbrella from the hotel, Masao Konomi rushed into the rain again.

...

Yamada and his men drove two cars, blocking the streets of Confucius Temple, waiting for Lin Zi'an's car to come.

This is the closest intersection to the General Hospital.

But after waiting for almost ten minutes, there was no car coming.

Did you leave early?

Yamada secretly guessed.

Suddenly, a few horns rang out from behind, not far from them, only about ten meters away.

The horn kept ringing, but the car was heading in the opposite direction.

"Change!" Yamada shouted loudly.

When the two Japanese cars were about to catch up, Fang Buwei started to speed up.

"Sit down!"

Fang Buwei's voice just fell, and the car was like a wild horse that broke free from reins, rushing forward.

The guard leader caught off guard and hit the car window.

"Sir, be careful..."

"Be careful!" Fang Buwei cursed, "It's as slow as an old ox cart..."

The ramen noodles in my previous life were faster than this.

It was already dark and the rain had not stopped. There were not many pedestrians on the street. Fang Buwei simply stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Seeing the change, Fang Buwei had no sign of slowing down. The guard leader grabbed the armrest of the roof with both hands.

With a "screaming" sound, the car barely drifted, and turned into the intersection without slowing down at all.

The guards in the car were frightened and sweated coldly, but Fang Buwei felt a little unsatisfied.

If the road was not slippery on rainy days, this drift might not have been done.
Chapter completed!