Zhang Dong ignored him and shot at the opposite window.
Section Chief Ikeda called the Army Hospital from the phone in the room: "Send an ambulance quickly, someone here is injured."
After the gunfire from the opposite side stopped, he asked two guards to take him out of the house and to the ambulance.
"You can rest in peace and recuperate. It's just that this time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to catch him."
Zhang Dong was in a daze due to excessive blood loss, and kept mumbling: "Section Chief Ikeda, hurry up and go to Wutong Road now. King Miki is on Wutong Road now."
"What do you mean, why is he on Wutong Road?"
"That's the meeting place I agreed with him. Once the location here is exposed, he will move away through Wutong Road."
"Wutong Road." Section Chief Ikeda said thoughtfully.
The two guards put the person into the ambulance and turned around to persuade him: "How about we apply for an army to be transferred there? I'm afraid we might be in danger if we go there now."
"No, just the three of us will go directly." Section Chief Ikeda made up his mind: "Finally, this time we are the closest to him. I must catch him and get in the car."
The two guards could only obey the order and embarked on the journey to find King Miki again.
Section Chief Ikeda witnessed the evidence of Zhang Dong's blood splattering, and he firmly believed that there must be the person he wanted on the other side of Wutong Road.
On Wutong Road, Huang Qicai and Wang Hongxin killed the checkpoint guards, while Wang Jitong hid behind the checkpoint.
"What should we do if Zhang Dong really comes down?" Wang Hongxin was still unsure.
"What should we do? Just beat him to death..." Wang Jitong snorted coldly: "The orders from superiors must be resolutely implemented, and there is no mercy at all."
"But Zhang Dong is one of our own..."
"In order to make the person lurking inside more hidden, I would not hesitate to sacrifice this person." Huang Qicai said this after witnessing the shame of death.
Even if the child was really his own flesh and blood, he had to kill him for the sake of his lurking comrades.
"Okay, let's execute them all to avoid future troubles." I don't know who said it.
A car drove from far to near the checkpoint. It was Liu Limao's car. Huang Qicai seemed to see Zhang Dong coming out of it...
"Hurry up, hurry up and let go." Zhang Dong stood at the other end and greeted, while Liu Limao on the left looked at the level meaningfully.
Wang Jitong issued the order, and the two of them came to their senses. The people in front of them were wearing Japanese military uniforms.
Immediately, without hesitation, he pulled the fuse and fired at the person in front of him.
Chief Ikeda died in their hail of bullets...
On the other side, Zhang Dong, who got into the ambulance, successfully connected with the members of the organization and drove towards the Army Hospital.
"I will not tell Professor Mu about this..."
"It doesn't matter if you tell..." Zhang Dong blinked: "Do you think you can hide everything at home from her?"
"ha?"
"Hurry up and get another injection. I'm done with the work here, and I have to rush back." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the gunshot wound was really not fun.
"It's okay, the bullet has just been dug out, you have to hold on." Zhou Conning took the needle and poked it in the direction of the wound again.
By the time she reached the entrance of the Army Hospital, her simple medical treatment had ended, and she would have to rely on him to support her.
Several people worked together to unload the mobile bed on which he was lying on the ground. With the approval of Section Chief Ikeda, the bed was pulled all the way to the advanced ward.
Soon, he stopped next to the bedside of a patient with a Chinese name.
Li Xie pulled the curtain, and no one could see what was happening inside.
Zhou Conning walked directly towards the target lying on the hospital bed. Zhang Dong stood up and stopped the nurses and told them to be silent. Li Zhengwen stood guard at the door and no one could get out.
After the operation, she replaced the medicine in the syringe with a liquid that could kill people and injected it directly into the heart.
"That's okay." Zhou Conning breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then let's go..."
"Don't leave. If we leave like this, we won't survive." The head nurse grabbed Zhang Dong, who was in a suit and uniform: "Save us."
"Chinese?"
"I and I are all Chinese."
Without saying a word, Li Xie stepped forward and gave each of them a slap until they fainted.
"Walk."
"You still have time, put on your suit and I'll pull you over." Li Zhengwen came to complete the last step.
"That's fine."
When Zhang Dong returned to the meeting place, Mu Fu woke up halfway.
"What's going on?" She looked at a strange secretary and smiled: "Who are you?"
"I am a translator for the Intelligence Service."
"Then you can't let Tang Le see it."
"Don't worry, she can't see it." The woman laughed: "Since you have woken up, I will go and report this matter to Chief Liu."
Since this woman is here, Liu Limao should be the one who mobilized her.
Tang Le has a grudge against the Mu family. If he finds out that she is very close to the Mu family, he will probably be suspicious of her immediately.
"Sir, Madam is awake." The woman stood behind Commander Liu and reported the matter.
"Go back quickly, it's probably time to wake up over there."
When Liu Limao saw Zhang Dong returning safely, he pulled Zhang Dong into a room as if nothing had happened and drank a glass of celebratory wine.
"This is your punishment. Don't pick up anything at the crime scene next time."
"I haven't been worried enough these days..." He couldn't help but glare: "It's just this time, I'm afraid Wang Jitong will guess who you are."
Liu Limao snorted coldly: "This is inevitable. Now that I have used myself as a bait to escape, let's just see how things develop."
He turned towards Zhang Dong and said, "What other meetings do we have next?"
"There is a national news symposium invited by Mr. Li, and he asked you to help him hold it."
"That's good. At least we've gotten rid of the suspicion, and others won't be suspicious of us. Let Fu'er wait a little longer, and we'll go back together."
He put down his wine glass and adjusted his clothes: "Look, I shouldn't be disheveled..."
"It's really like the people they curse..."
Liu Limao glanced at him helplessly: "Open the door, the reporters are all here."
"I got it." Zhang Dong took off the coat in the room and opened the door: "Let's go..."
The reporters' flashes came directly from outside...
At the crime scene where Section Chief Ikeda died, Ding Mozhan and No. 76 were at the scene to investigate the situation.
"It's so miserable..." Ding Mozhan smacked his lips.
"Isn't this helping you?" The leader in the hand smiled and said: "This person has always been Tang Le's supporter. Now that he is dead, Tang Le can no longer stand up in front of you."
"This is not what you should say now." Ding Mozhan glared.
Zhang Dong couldn't have done this...
This guy is so brave that he can do this blatantly?
He remembered what Zhang Dong said before: Since the Japanese trust Tang Le so much to suppress you, then we should get rid of the backers.
But he is on good terms with the Japanese and would not do such a thing for me...
Ding Mozhan was puzzled and couldn't express his thoughts for a while.
"Hurry up and pack up. Send someone to the scene to talk about this matter. Chief Liu's car is still left at the scene."
"knew……"
Mu Fu sat in the lounge, waiting for Liu Limao to go back together.
Tang Le opened the door and couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that elegant person reading a book.
"You don't even care about your current husband?"
"What message are you here to preach again?"
"What are you spreading?" She snorted coldly: "This time, if Section Chief Ikeda hadn't made your car, he wouldn't have died on Wutong Road."
"What? Are you saying that there are anti-Japanese elements who want to kill my husband?" Mu Fu raised his eyelids with a faint look in his eyes: "Where is Chief Liu now? I want to see him."
"Are you two really a couple? Such indifferent expressions are so heartless..." She waved her hand: "Invite her over."
Mu Fu followed the footsteps of brothers No. 76 and left here step by step.
Yue'an, have you seen that this guy is so ruthless?
Presumably when she received the news of your death, she just raised her eyelids.
The only one who loves you in this world is me...
You must protect me, I will put an end to this matter and take revenge. In the next life, let me accompany you to reincarnate.
When Tang Le also went to the venue, he saw Mu Fu and Liu Limao hugging each other.
She felt doubly ironic: This woman is so heartless and ruthless, the dead died like this, yet she is still living here so well.
"What's wrong?"
"I heard that Section Chief Ikeda was riding in your car and died. This time it was you they wanted to assassinate..." Mu Fu spoke intermittently, trembling with nervousness.
"What? Section Chief Ikeda is dead?"
Tang Le was about to step forward to report, but Zhang Dong stopped him and asked about the truth of the matter.
He walked to the stage and said to Liu Limao: "That's true."
Liu Limao handed his wife to Zhang Dong and walked to the microphone: "The anti-Japanese elements are really rampant. Just now, they actually attacked my car. And Section Chief Ikeda happened to be riding in my car to go out on business, and he was brutally beaten by them.
Killed."
The Japanese spectators sitting in the first row stood up and left.
The camera turned and came to the lounge.
Mu Fu still hugged him tightly and couldn't let go: "Since you took office, you have done good things that benefit the country and the people. How could they think of killing you?"
"Okay." Liu Limao pulled her away and wiped the tears on her face with his handkerchief: "Don't worry, am I still living here well?"
"Well..." Mu Fu nodded.
Tang Le and Ding Mo Zhan couldn't help but stamp their legs: "Now is not the time, Chief Liu. Since Section Chief Ikeda has passed away, his superiors must come to take over the government affairs here."
"Today's dance party may not be able to go on. My wife was stimulated and wanted to go home. Liu Limao hugged her waist and left here.