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Chapter 071 The clown is actually myself

 There was a burst of gunfire.

Cheng Qianfan accompanied Yu Ping'an into the banquet hall inside.

Nit, who was protecting Kawada Nagakichi, was shot more than ten times and died on the spot.

Kawada Nagakichi was also shot twice and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

"There is still hope." Wan Delong went up and rolled Kawada Yongji's eyelids and felt for his pulse.

The agents were also more careful when shooting. Kawada Nagakichi's guard was shot to death randomly, so they were more careful when shooting at Kawada Nagakichi, trying not to directly hit the vital parts.

A living Kawada Nagakichi is more valuable.

"Send to the hospital immediately for rescue." Yu Ping'an waved his hand.

"yes!"

"Ah ah ah -" someone was screaming and moaning.

Cheng Qianfan took a glance and saw that Mr. Little Round Glasses' eye was shattered and his left calf was hit by a stray bullet. He screamed in pain.

Yu Pingan pointed to the unconscious woman lying on the ground, "Carry her away."

The concubine, who was pissed and angry, was carried away.

Cheng Qianfan stepped forward and stepped on the calf of Mr. Xiaoyuan Glasses who suffered a gunshot wound.

"Ah - ah -"

Yu Pingan glanced at Cheng Qianfan in surprise and relief. At this time, he was increasingly satisfied with this young new student of the special training class.

He didn't say anything, and Cheng Qianfan guessed what he was thinking.



"Name, identity!" Cheng Qianfan asked coldly.

Yu Ping'an signaled to carry the unconscious woman out, but did not arrange for anyone to treat the man with small round glasses. Cheng Qianfan guessed what Deputy Director Yu was thinking.

Mr. Little Round Glasses, who was just hit in the calf by a stray bullet and screamed in agony, was obviously the choice to pry open his mouth quickly.

Mr. Little Round Glasses screamed in pain and shook his head.

"Don't tell me?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly. He raised his foot, took another step, and crushed the broken glasses lens of Mr. Xiaoyuan glasses. Then he bent down and grabbed Mr. Xiaoyuan glasses' face.

, pressed hard on the fragments, and rubbed back and forth.

"Ah ah ah - I said, I said."

"Where are you from, where are you from, name, identity."

"Wen Changjian, a Shaoxing native, came from Manchuria." Mr. Little Round Glasses' lips trembled with pain as he said, "Captain of the Manchukuo Eastern Road Punishment Brigade."

Cheng Qianfan showed a look of astonishment. Both he and Yu Ping'an predicted that this gentleman with small round glasses should be a traitor in the Japanese special organization. Unexpectedly, this guy was indeed a traitor, but he was not in the Japanese special organization, but actually a member of the puppet Manchukuo.

military personnel.

The Puppet Manchukuo Army is the Puppet Manchukuo National Defense Force established by Japan to support the Puppet Manchukuo puppet regime. In name, it belongs to the Puppet Manchukuo regime. In fact, this army is largely controlled by the Japanese Kwantung Army.

The Puppet Manchukuo Army began to employ Japanese as consultants and instructors when it was founded. In addition, most of the field commanders and other officers were Japanese officers transferred from the Japanese army.



Cheng Qianfan stepped on Wen Changjian's injured calf again, causing the other party to yelp in pain.

"You are dishonest."

Cheng Qianfan's hoarse voice sounded like the voice of a devil to Wen Changjian's ears.

"Sir, I didn't lie."

"A man from Shaoxing went to the Northeast to become a traitor, and then returned to Hangzhou to become a spy." Cheng Qianfan grabbed Wen Changjian's hair and patted him on the face, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Wen Changjian opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but seemed hesitant.

Without saying a word, Cheng Qianfan grabbed Wen Changjian's hair by his hair, pressed Wen Changjian's face onto the broken glass again, stood up, and stepped on it hard with his feet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Tell me, this is your last warning. If you hide anything again -" Cheng Qianfan directly put the Mauser pistol on Wen Changjian's forehead.

At this time, the only people in the banquet hall inside were Yu Ping'an, the deputy director of the Special Training Class Commissioner's Office, Wan Delong, the leader of the special training class's action team, and Zhao Yansheng, the adjutant of Yu Ping'an who had just arrived. Everyone else had already exited.

Seeing how ruthless 'Cheng Wufang' was, even a veteran spy like Wan Delong was shocked.

He glanced at Yu Ping'an and didn't understand why Deputy Director Yu trusted this young student so much and even allowed him to interrogate the prisoner on his own initiative.

Of course he knew that this should be Yu Pingan's acquiescence, but what he didn't understand was the reason for Yu Pingan's acquiescence.

In addition, Wandelong is somewhat curious about:

Not only is this guy ruthless in interrogating prisoners, but most importantly, why does he seem to be so skilled?



"I, I was originally the traffic officer of the Hangzhou Municipal Committee of the Red Party." Wen Changjian breathed heavily, but his speaking speed was not slow. He was afraid that he would continue to be tortured if he spoke slowly. "The Zhejiang Provincial Committee of the Red Party assigned me to go to the Northeast to support the Anti-Japanese War.

Lian, I was caught by the Japanese, caught, just, just..."

Cheng Qianfan was shocked.

He never expected that this gentleman with small round glasses would turn out to be a traitor to the Red Party.

Yu Ping'an and Wan Delong were also greatly surprised. They did not expect that this guy was once a member of the Red Party.

Zhao Yansheng did not respond. He stood guard beside Yu Ping'an, holding a gun in his hand, ready to stand ready.

"What is your purpose of coming to Hangzhou with Kawada Nagakichi?"

"Catch the 'butterfly' and get the code book of the Anti-League."

Hearing the word 'code book', Cheng Qianfan's expression changed, and he stood up immediately. He saluted Yu Ping'an, "Deputy Director Yu, it's a matter of confidentiality. Let's take it back for interrogation."

Yu Ping'an glanced at Cheng Qianfan and expressed satisfaction with his caution, "Then take it back."

With that said, Yu Pingan turned around and walked towards the door. He looked back at Yang Baibai's body lying on the ground. He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder and said, "Yang Baimillion, you deserved to die. I, Yu Pingan, never

It will chill the hearts of my subordinates.”

Cheng Qianfan said nothing and gave a military salute.

Watching this scene, Wandelong suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his back. He understood what he had done wrong today.

When Kawada Yongji took Yang Wanwan as a hostage, as a forward commander, he made the stupidest move.

Regardless of Yang Wanwan's life or death, continue the attack.

Still worried about Yang Wanwan's identity, he ordered the attack to be postponed.

Both options are available.

However, he must make the decision himself.

Instead of running over to ask Yu Pingan for instructions.

The 'hostage Yang Wanwan' incident was a problem for Wan Delong, but wasn't it for Yu Ping'an?

Even if Yu Ping'an has no scruples about Yang Wanwan's backstage and Chief of Staff Lu of the Hangzhou Security Command, as a subordinate, it is wrong in itself to let Shangfeng do multiple-choice questions in this situation.

Wan Delong took a deep look at 'Cheng Wufang'.

This young man left such a deep impression on him today.

Agile and accurate in marksmanship.

The ruthlessness with which Wen Changjian was interrogated.

Especially when he directly asked Yu Ping'an whether his contribution was enough, and then shot Yang Wanwan directly without saying a word.

When this incident happened, Wan Delong was "aware" of Cheng Wufang's senses and was quite grateful.

At the same time, he believed that Cheng Qianfan was too young and too impulsive. This approach was too bold. How could you, a student in the special training class, speak to Yu Ping'an like this? This could even be said to be extremely disrespectful.

Now that I think about it, Wandelong actually feels like "the clown is actually me".


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