On the winter solstice, the temperature is 0℃.

The drizzling winter rain started in Jinling the night before, and the ground became extremely slippery. Xu Enzeng was a little annoyed when he sat in the car because his convoy had been blocked for half an hour.

It was originally only an hour from the agents headquarters to Jiujiawei, but now they have not left the city yet. It would be ridiculous if they delayed the operation to round up the underground party due to traffic jams.

"Meng Ting, go and see what's going on."

He finally couldn't help but roll down the car window, shouted at Meng Ting who was on the roadside, and then immediately closed the window and cursed the ghost weather. The wind was like a knife, and it hurt on people's faces.

After a while, Meng Ting rubbed his hands and walked to the side of the car and knocked on the window, saying loudly: "Director, the two cars in front have collided together. Now they have been cleaned up and the road will be able to pass in a while."

Xu Enzeng sat in the back row with his eyes closed, waved his hand when he heard this, too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party. It is now ten o'clock, and after the traffic flow in the main urban area is reduced, it can speed up, two hours are enough to reach Jiujiawei.

A few minutes later, the dragon slowly flowed. The convoy at the agent headquarters honked the horn and rushed out. The police took out the baton and smashed it at the pedestrians who were rushing around.

This is a huge convoy, with more than twenty trucks escorting the prisoners alone. In addition, there are more than fifty vehicles taken by a spy and the executioners of the Tiger Bridge Prison.

When the cars left, two people in the crowd whispered...

"Notify the section chief, hurry."

"Yes, Deputy Section Chief Gu."

Xu Enzeng didn't know that the car accident was man-made. Thinking that he was getting closer and closer to Jiujiawei, his heart was hot. Finally, he opened the car window and tried to calm himself down with the cold wind.

He put his hand on the car window and looked at the pedestrian wrapped in clothes and shrank his shoulders with a smile, with a disdain on his face. These little people in the fight really can't bear the hardship, what are they afraid of if they are cold?

Xu Enzeng now only felt like he was falling from the clouds, imagining what happened after the underground party had caught him in one fell swoop. He was so dizzy. When he came to his senses, the convoy had already passed the Admiralty Building.

From here, drive a few hundred meters away through a small bridge, reach the end of Zhongshan North Road and turn left, drive one kilometer to reach the destination of this trip, Jiujiawei, where the tomb of the underground party will be.

He turned around viciously and looked at the truck behind him. The people in the car were all dead and hard-working. He was imprisoned in prison for several years, but no information was leaked. He was such a bunch of lunatics.

“Cruff.”

Just as Xu Enzeng was gritting his teeth, the car suddenly stopped suddenly, and he hit the front row with a bang, which made Director Xu very angry. What was going on with his driver?

He just rushed once a few days ago. Although there were some reasons for him, what was the reason this time? Is it a damn thing? He raised his head and looked at it, then opened his mouth wide.

It's really a hell.

Why is Xiao Wang Badan, who is surnamed Zuo, here? He is still with dozens of subordinates, and looks full of momentum. Several other cars block the bridge deck with their bodies horizontally.

Xu Enzeng's face suddenly turned pale. He even let the secret service get the news and even rushed to the execution ground one step ahead of time. What does this mean? It means that the other party has detailed information.

When they submitted the application to the National Government, they did not make a big fuss, but handed it to Yu Hong directly. The outsiders didn't know about it at all, and even the head of Yu Hong's department didn't know about it.

There is only one possibility for Zuo Chong to know the execution location, that is, his agent headquarters became a monk and told the secret service office that he hoped to turn over. Damn it.

"Director Xu, the Winter Solstice Festival is great. You don't eat dumplings at home. Why are you going to the riverside with so many people? Could it be that you are interested in fishing?" Zuo Chong walked to the car and said with a smile.

He raised his eyebrows at Lao Xu while saying that, feeling like he was catching a villain in the bed. No, why did he feel strange? In short, he felt very comfortable when he looked at the other person who was unhappy.

Xu Enzeng knew that he had to send Zuo Chong away quickly, otherwise the underground party would see the bastards of the secret service and would probably be disconnected, so he reluctantly opened the car door and walked down.

"Zuo Chong, I advise you to leave immediately. Today, this matter is very deep. You can't get involved. If you know the truth, take someone away. Otherwise, you will be careful of being shot by someone. I will definitely not be joking with you."

Old Xu said a few harsh words when he got off the car, but with his little face that was blown red by the wind, he had no deterrence at all. Zuo Chong was not only not afraid, but laughed out loud.

"Director Xu, this is wrong. I heard that you were taking your time to Jiujiawei in your busy schedule. I waited for you in this cold wind for several hours. It would be fine if you didn't appreciate it, but why did you hurt people if you heard it?"

After saying that, he put his index finger and thumb into his mouth and whistled. Dozens of intelligence agents holding submachine guns were drilled into the ditches on both sides of Zhongshan North Road, looking at the convoy with murderous aura.

Zuo Chong smiled and said, "We often say that games have rules. If you can't afford to play, don't play them, otherwise people won't mind dealing with you outside the rules, right, Director Xu?"

Xu Enzeng's heart was shocked and immediately realized that the previous car accident was caused by the secret service. They were going to delay time. It was already half past ten, and there were less than two hours left before the execution.

Now no matter what conditions the other party puts forward, I have no choice. I either accept the other party’s conditions or give up the action directly. I have a vicious plan, and these Wang Badan from the Secret Service.

He looked at a murderous man and stared at the dead fish's eyes. His gills were so angry that they were like a sad frog. He thought for a long time on the hips and finally spoke in a deep voice.

"Zuo Chong, I'll say it again. This matter is about the underground party. Chairman and Director Chen are paying attention. If the underground party escapes because of your reasons, how many of your heads will be enough to cut off.

At worst, I just want your intelligence department to be named, but the main credit must be from our agent headquarters, otherwise it will be broken up and let Director Chen have a good chat with Dai Chunfeng at that time."

"Okay, happy~"

Zuo Chong slapped his hands suddenly, waved to Song Minghao, Wu Jingzhong and others behind him, and said with a smile: "I just like your temper, you are quick to speak, and you are so humble to guard this bridge, do you see?"

Xu Enzeng nodded with gritted teeth and could only comfort himself. The intelligence department is very strong, and it is also a good thing to block the underground party's retreat. It is cheaper for these people to grab food, and then instructed.

"Zuo Chong, the underground party is very vigilant. You must hide it. If your reasons are exposed, even if I try my best to stop it, I will take you master and disciple to hell."

Old Xu looked serious and didn't know who he was scaring, but he was a little self-aware and knew that he had done too many unethical things before, so he would definitely go to hell after his death.

"You are wrong." Zuo Chong replied arrogantly: "There are always your agent headquarters that have happened. Don't worry, I bring all the elites this time, so I can escort Director Xu."

snort.

Xu Enzeng snorted coldly at his nostrils. This was indeed a bit difficult to answer. He turned around and stuck his butt and got into the car. The convoy that had been shipped out of several hundred meters slowly drove past the small bridge that was being moved away.

Zuo Chong stood by the roadside with his arms in his arms, watching a car of serious spies passing by, including Meng Ting who pretended not to see him, Bai Wentian and the old Liu.

He chuckled softly.

Today's big show is interesting.

However, when the truck passed by, he became full of anger. The underground party on the car was wearing only a thin single coat, covered with traces of whipping, fire and torture.

What is even more creepy is that the clavicles of these people were worn with iron wires on their collarbones, standing one by one in the carriage. With a slight shaking, blood gushed out.

Zuo Chong understood that this was to prevent people from escaping, but they were compatriots with the same bloodline. Why did they do this? This is not what should happen in civilized society, these beasts.

"Pooh."

Suddenly someone spitted bloody spit at Zuo Chong. The other party looked at him coldly and raised his head high. Then all the underground parties passing by expressed their contempt in this way.

"Section Chief, I'll go and help you..."

"No."

Zuo Chong stopped Song Minghao, who was angry, and smiled faintly: "These red brains are about to die. Let them vent their anger. Just think that we have done good deeds. By the way, have all the brothers hidden it?"

"Hide it, except for the fifty people here, all thirty people in the reeds by the river have been hidden. Once the underground party dares to come, we can double-team them from both sides and catch them all in one go."

Song Minghao patted his chest and asked in a low voice: "Section Chief, there is no problem with Chunyang. The underground party will really come from the Taikoo Stadium. Why don't I send some people to Jiujiawei?"

"Yes, section chief." Wu Jingzhong, who was standing beside him, was also a little worried and frowned, "It's just a dozen people, so many of us are guarding here, aren't we doing a little bit of a big deal?"

Zuo Chong glanced at the two guys and walked towards the opposite side of the bridge. He had to sit in the front row when the battle started, and then walked through the bare bridge deck to seek death. It would be better to take the seat early.

Seeing this, Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong hurriedly followed. They didn't know what the section chief was thinking. They left the execution ground without caring about it and had to stay on the highway. More than a dozen underground parties and twenty people were enough.

"Section chief, still send..."

"Old Wu, you don't know some of the situations. The underground party that came this time was all professional soldiers, and their combat effectiveness was more fierce than the Imperial Guards like the 88th Division, and they are not that easy to deal with."

Wu Jingzhong was still a little unwilling to give up, but after just half of the sentence, he was interrupted by Zuo Zhong. After Zuo Zhong said that, he shook the mud on the soles of his shoes, said Wu Chunyang's "reasoning" and finally asked back.

"So, we just need to block these people. More than a dozen elite underground party members are enough for us to explain to all the above. Do we really have to fight the other party to the death?"

Song Minghao and his two heads shook their afterimages.

Zuo Chong smiled when he saw them like this, led the two into a pit on the south side of the highway, squatted down and looked at his watch, checked his weapons, and waited patiently for the arrival of the Chinese detachment.

It was 11:40 that the intelligence agents finally saw several sneaky figures appearing in the north. Just as Zuo Zhong was about to order an interception, he heard a loud bang.

"Boom~~~"

The small bridge connecting the city was blown into the sky. Thinking that he had just walked past tens of minutes ago, he was sweating coldly on his back, and then he thought of a key question: Who did this?

Agent headquarters?

One place?
Chapter completed!