That night, Yi Huan didn't sleep well. There was Qingying now. She put on powder on her face to cover it up. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt with lace and a dark blue high-waisted trousers. She usually matched it with a long skirt. She may need to run today and wear pants more conveniently. In the Xiaokun bag in her hand, there was the pistol that Yan Zi gave her last time and two magazines. She brought it with her just in case, hoping that she wouldn't use it.

After a simple breakfast, Yi Huan greeted Yi's father, carried the bamboo basket prepared by his servant for her, and went out. Yi Huan was worried that the Japanese would arrange for people to monitor at the door of their house, and the bamboo basket was to confuse them. At the intersection, Yi Huan saw Yan Zihui. He was also in white clothes and dark blue trousers. At first glance, the two looked like they were wearing couple outfits.

Yi Huan raised the bamboo basket and smiled and said, "I have prepared a lot of food and drink."

"I'm ready, too." Yan Zi patted his stomach and said in a pun.

Yi Huan put the bamboo basket behind her, and she sat in the passenger seat. Yan Zi drove back and headed out of the city. Yi Huan took a deep breath, Yan Zi looked back at her and said, "Don't be nervous."

Yi Huan held his hands together, his knuckles turned white, "I try my best."

"Everything has been arranged to ensure that everything is foolproof. My people have also contacted Zhou Zhennan. They will do their best to rescue Brother Ling, don't worry." Yan Zi replied and comforted her.

Yi Huan nodded.

Although I don’t know if the Japanese had placed surveillance people at the city gate, Yan Zihui and Yi Huan deliberately got off the car at the city gate to buy fruits; and the Japanese were indeed suspicious, and they hid two men in a corner where they could see the situation at the city gate.

"The target person has left the city. Our people should be ready and can definitely remove him." The fat black man said with hatred.

"Eliminate him and you can wipe out the shame that the empire has suffered." The small man said with his eyes narrowed.

The Japanese believed that this assassination was a sure thing. They remained outside the city and did not evacuate. Half an hour after the car left the city, the first company, the third company and the fourth company of the teaching regiment controlled the four gates of Jizhou City, only allowed to enter and not leave. The second company and the fifth company of the teaching mentor entered the city, and the whole city was martial law, and the Military Intelligence Bureau also took random action to search the whole city. All of this was in accordance with Yan Zihui's intention, and he died on the battlefield, and he had nothing to say. The Japanese used such despicable means to implicate innocent people, which made Yan Zi return to murderous intent.

The car was driving slowly on the dirt road, and soon arrived at the broken stone tablet. Yi Huan saw Yi Ou with his hands tied behind him. Yi Ou looked a little calm and his clothes were pretty clean. Without consciousness, Yi Huan sat in the car driving in front of him. At this time, a light green hairband floated out of the car.

When Yi Ou saw the headband, he didn't understand. After about two minutes, the gunshots rang out. Yi Ou remembered that when he was chatting with Yi Huan in the past, Yi Huan said that green represents life and means rescue. A ray of light appeared in Yi Ou's dim eyes. In order to avoid being accidentally injured, he knelt down on his feet, lay on the ground, and rolled to the side.

The four Japanese who were escorting him were frightened by the guns, took out their guns, looked around, "Who? Get out."

"Bao" answered them with gunfire,

"This is already in hand." Yi Huan calmed down.

"Yes." Yan Zi replied affirmatively.

Yi Huan had a trick, and the Japanese were not stupid. The road was calm and there was no accident. The two of them arrived at a dilapidated mountain temple at their destination with confusion. Yi Huan bit his lip and opened the car door. Yan Zihui also got out of the car from the other side and looked around. The strong mountain wind blew the slender weeds to the point.

The war caused all the villagers around the Shanshen Temple to escape. In just a few years, the place became deserted. The temple was no longer covered with temple blessings and became increasingly dilapidated. Yi Huan approached Yan Zihui and asked in a low voice: "Has the Japanese been dealt with by your people?"

Yan Zi took a deep breath and said, "There is no smell of gunpowder or blood."

"Can they want to wait for you to do it on the way back to the city?" Yi Huan asked speculatedly.

"It's very likely." Yan Zi blew a few sharp whistles back, and Yi Huan saw a man in military uniform running from his hiding place with a gun.

The man stood straight at Yan Zihui and saluted, "Captain, no trace of the Japanese were found."

Yan Zi smiled faintly and replied, "As expected, we will withdraw our team and return to the city."

The man took the order and put his finger beside his mouth, blew the song, and let the brothers hiding in the dark run back to the city with the car. Yan Zihui, Yi Huan and the man got in the car, and Yan Zi turned back and drove back. The road was still calm, but Yi Huan's nerves were still tense. She suspected that the Japanese were playing the same move with her, first letting the other party relax and then giving a fatal blow.

Always worried and worried about being prepared, Yi Huan felt very tired, and she was still worried about whether her elder brother was rescued; just as she was thinking, Yan Zihui suddenly said: "Your elder brother has been rescued and has been sent back to the city safely."

"How do you know?" Yi Huan asked in surprise.

"Look at the sky ahead." Yan Zi replied.

Yi Huan looked forward as she said, a little green remained in the sky, and that should be a signal flare; Yi Huan's hanging heart fell halfway, and now she and Yan Zi get out of danger, and the matter will be over successfully.

"Bang" was shot in the front wheel.

Yi Huan reached into Kunbao and held the pistol. The Japanese finally took action.

"Captain, I'll go down and take a look." The man opened the car door, got out of the car to check the tires, waved to the soldiers following behind to search around.

"Bo" another gunshot. I heard the sound and found a man who committed suicide by swallowing the gun. He lifted the body out and removed his shoes and socks. He could see that his big toe and the other four toes were very high, which was one of the characteristics of the Japanese.

Yi Huan was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. Is this assassination too much? It's a slap in the beginning and a slash in the end.

Yan Zihui changed the spare tire and continued to drive back. He soon arrived at the city gate. A team of soldiers guarded there to check the people entering the city. Some of them were suspected of being Japanese. They dragged them aside and removed their shoes and socks to check.

The car entered the city, and it was almost noon. Yan Zi asked Yi Huan, "Are you hungry?"

"So hungry." Yi Huan has not had a good meal since Yi Ou was kidnapped.

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Zi asked with a smile.

"Roasted duck." Yi Huan laughed.

On the way to Cuijinyuan, a Japanese young man was ambushing a three-story building. He was holding a Russian-made Mosinnagan rifle in his hand and aimed at the intersection below.
Chapter completed!