"Nie Fangyu and his wife are incredible!"

When Mao Renfeng said this, she couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "The Japanese invaders really used all kinds of torture, and neither husband nor wife bowed their heads.

On the day of the execution, the couple looked at each other and smiled. His wife Dong Qiaoqiao said, "We are very lucky to live together and die together in the same coffin."

Nie Fangyu said, "If you get a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for? He will go to hell and serve his country in the next life!"

hero!

Chivalrous woman!

Meng Shaoyuan praised loudly in his heart.

"After Boss Dai learned that the couple had died for their country, he sat blankly in the office all night."

Mao Renfeng sighed: "You were in the United States at that time and didn't know these things. Why did Boss Dai hesitate to speak just now? Therefore, saving Nie Fangyu's child is a private matter, and Boss Dai doesn't want to force you.

Brother Meng, this is what happened, you can see for yourself whether it can be done."

"I didn't know just now, so I flatly refused." Meng Shaoyuan was still hesitant: "If I can't protect such a heroic man and chivalrous woman, am I still a fucking human being?"

"Okay, I'm convinced!" Mao Renfeng said: "Brother Meng, if I tell you from the bottom of my heart, only you can truly complete this task."

"Yes, please don't flatter me." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Whether this mission can be completed and whether I will come back alive is hard to say."

…

This is a task that gives Meng Shaoyuan a huge headache.

No, it's three tasks.

A foreign couple and a child need to be rescued.

How to save?

They are in Japanese hands.

Could it be that he went directly to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters and said politely:

"Oh, please, please leave this person to me so that I can go back and pay errands."

"Sooner or later, one day, I will really go to the overpass to talk about cross talk."

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said something viciously.

"Is there any mission that is so difficult for you?"

Wu Jingyi waved a glass of red wine in her hand: "Heaven and earth, the omnipotent Master Meng is in trouble?"

"My sister Jingyi, there is nothing we can do." Meng Shaoyuan looked at the file: "Judging from the information currently available, the Richardsons are being held in a separate room. Except for allowing them to go to church, they are not allowed to go to church.

Go out.

The only way I can rescue them is when they go to church, but what about the Japanese around them?

Nie Fangyu and his wife's child is called Nie Minxuan. The two-year-old child is currently given to a Japanese woman for adoption. I still have to work as a human trafficker.

Damn, Japanese women? If they were so easy to save, Boss Dai would have sent people to snatch the child back. I guess it will be difficult.

Even if I successfully rescue the Richardsons and their children, how can I get them out of Hong Kong? Two old guys and a child."

Meng Shaoyuan's head is as big as three.

Turning the file to the back: "As for killing Chen Yaozu, it seems to be easier. According to the intelligence, this guy sometimes does not take a car, does not bring guards, wears plain clothes, takes his wife, and roams around the city, just like a commoner.

Someone advised him to be more defensive, interesting, what do you think he said?"

"If I don't harm others, others will not harm me. And there are many people in the world who can be like me. If they harm me, they would harm others, which is no more than harming themselves. If there are no people in the world who harm themselves, then there are also those who do no harm to me. That's it.

Why should I prevent people who are harmless to me from harming me?"

Meng Shaoyuan read what Chen Yaozu said: "Bah, damn, he is a traitor, but he is still a big traitor, and he looks righteous. How can this guy be so shameless?

If it were true, as he said, that he had no defense at all, Boss Dai would not have sent him to Guangdong to carry out assassinations. I think that in all likelihood, Chen Yaozu was just pretending, but he was actually very afraid of death."

Seeing that Meng Shaoyuan looked a little angry, Wu Jingyi smiled: "Are you anxious? You are afraid that you will not be able to complete the three tasks and lose your face."

"Yes, I am afraid of being embarrassed." Meng Shaoyuan did not deny it: "I feel like I have the baggage of being an idol."

"What baggage?"

"Idol burden, are you afraid of letting my fans know about my bad side?" Meng Shaoyuan said seriously.

"Fans? Fans from Longkou are more delicious." Wu Jingyi sneered: "You still have a bad side? Aren't you full of shortcomings?"

Holy shit!

Young Master Meng is thick-skinned anyway, so he doesn't care: "The person who betrayed Nie Fangyu and his wife is a traitor named Xu Wen. Damn it, I'm wondering if I can help him get rid of him when I go to Hong Kong this time."

Wu Jingyi was startled: "Master, you already have three tasks. If you don't think it's enough, why don't you arrange another task for yourself?"

"That's how I am. I can't bear to see a traitor." Meng Shaoyuan said fiercely: "If I have a chance to solve it, I will never let it go."

Suddenly, he became frowning: "Do you know what I'm most worried about now?"

Wu Jingyi shook her head.

"Cantonese."

Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Whether it's Guangdong or Hong Kong, I can't understand a word they say."

Wu Jingyi smiled sweetly.

The young master is the young master.

People are worried about how to complete the task.

Fortunately for him, he was worried that he wouldn't understand the local dialect.

Her smile was deadly.

She was shaking her white legs, which was tempting enough in itself.

Smile like that again?

All tasks and tasks were thrown aside by Master Meng.

He threw the file away, stood up, and picked up Wu Jingyi in his arms.

…

"Sprinkle some water."

"Sir, what are you talking about?"

"Don't you understand Cantonese?" When he got up early in the morning, Meng Shaoyuan had already forgotten all tasks: "Li Zhifeng, just tell me, is our Cantonese standard good?"

What Cantonese?

Li Zhifeng couldn't understand it anyway.

However, in order to prevent the superior from finding trouble, Li Zhifeng still gave him a thumbs up: "It's so authentic. I thought you were from Cantonese."

Do you think the young master who flatters you will let you go?

The young master asked slowly: "Li Zhifeng, do you know Cantonese?"

"Me? Of course not."

Just after Li Zhifeng finished speaking, Master Meng's face darkened: "It doesn't make sense. As an agent, you need to know some local dialects. You usually idle around all day and don't do your job, so why don't you seize the time to practice more Cantonese?

It's so irritating, I decided to give you a deduction..."

"Sir, you can't find a dead sheep, can you?"

Li Zhifeng quickly shouted: "After all, I am also your old man, your bodyguard, and your sycophant. What good is it if you make me bald?"

"What the hell, what a sycophant? Am I a foolish king?" Meng Shaoyuan laughed out loud: "I feel uncomfortable if I don't take advantage of you."

"Please choose someone else!" Li Zhifeng looked like a traitor. He quietly came closer and said, "I think Ding Wenrui is good."

"Ah, yes, he has saved a lot of money."
Chapter completed!