Something went wrong, Xiaoqiang became nervous, and the old man was going to show off his cards.
Tojin also felt that something was wrong at this moment, but he could only echo:
"Ah?...Ah, yes, this kind of person is really..."
"Hmph," Nima Shan sneered and said sternly, "Xiang Xiaoqiang, now you can boldly say that the 'second person' you saw is the traitor of the Qing Dynasty, the one who betrayed his ancestors and helped Nanming.
Who is the person?"
Tojin was stunned and looked at the two of them.
Xiang Xiaoqiang lowered his head, holding the pistol, his palms were all sweaty, and his heart almost stopped beating nervously. He knew that as long as he pointed a finger or made a signal with his eyes, the old man would call the guards in to arrest him in the next second.
Man. Then you will have no chance at all.
Xiaoqiang didn't dare to raise his head, but just stared at the gun in Nima Shan's hand. The old man held it tightly, without any flaws.
Oh damn, you damn old man, you should distract yourself and give me a chance!
…
"Gudong!" Something suddenly hit the floor hard.
The three of them couldn't help but look towards the corner.
Qiu Qiu was seen lying straight on the floor, clutching her lower abdomen, twitching all over, and her expression was extremely painful.
"ah!"
Both Nimashan and Tuojin were shocked, stood up, and hurriedly went over to check.
It was the right time! Xiaoqiang jumped forward, raised his leg high, and kicked the gun out of the old man's hand with a "pop".
"My island————"
Then he received a straight punch, and the old man fell on the sofa with his chin raised.
In an instant, the girl on the ground stood up, grabbed the pistol in a standard rugby "cutting" action, and slid her body on the waxed floor until it stopped at Xiaoqiang's feet. The girl raised her face and stretched out a hand to him.
arm.
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked into her eyes, and bent down to pull her up with tenderness and gentlemanly demeanor. Then the two of them changed their movements in a tacit understanding, back to back, half kneeling on one leg, each pointing a gun forward. Qiu Qiu pointed
Looking at Nima Shan, Xiaoqiang pointed at Tuojin.
Damn, the look is so perfect. So handsome.
Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and savored the scene just now. The series of actions were done in one go, and even the Hollywood action director could not fault it. Seven words flashed in his mind - 007 and Bond girl.
Enough is enough, any more words would be blasphemy.
It turns out that this little beauty has pretty good skills. What does it mean to be as quiet as a virgin and as active as a stripped rabbit? That’s it for now.
…
Tojin pressed his hands on the desk and opened his mouth so wide that he was about to swallow the earth. He suddenly took a deep breath and prepared to shout.
Xiaoqiang slowly put his left index finger on his lips and said softly in a cool and pretentious manner:
"Shh...if I were you, I would remain silent."
Sure enough, Tojin stared at the muzzle of his gun, his throat just rolled a few times, and he uttered a few vague syllables, without shouting the last word.
Okay, the situation is under control. At least in this office, the situation is under control for the time being.
So talented! Xiaoqiang was trembling with excitement, a little dizzy, and a little exhausted. He couldn't believe that he really did it. He had just traveled to this strange world two hours ago, and he was thrown from a high altitude into the cold river.
, all he had was cold, hunger, exhaustion, and loneliness. But two hours later, not only did he get clothes and hot meals, he also got a gun and restrained two Qing Dynasty officers! This is not a talent.
What is it?
"Hmph...cough..." The old man on the sofa propped himself up, sat up with difficulty, touched his swollen chin, and showed a self-sarcastic smile, "That's all, I've been playing hawk all my life, and in the end I just let it go.
You little kid has a pricked eye... so you are the spy of the Ming Dynasty."
"Hahahaha," Xiang Xiaoqiang has never been so cool in his previous life, especially in front of girls. He glanced at Tuojin with a evil smile, but replied to Nima Shan behind his head, "You don't believe it even if I say it's not you.
You should get used to analyzing important issues by yourself."
Nima Shan was not interested in playing guessing games with him. He stared at Tuojin angrily and asked Xiang Xiaoqiang:
"So, the so-called 'inside response' is nothing?"
Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"You are so smart. If the 'Ming Dynasty agent' is a fiction, then of course the spy is a fiction. The opposite is not true. I didn't expect you to be able to turn around such a complicated problem."
"So, your name is not Xiang Xiaoqiang anymore."
"Hoho, you have to analyze this yourself."
Nima Shan narrowed his eyes and asked word by word:
"Since you are not a specially trained spy from the Ming Dynasty, why do you speak our bejng's Mandarin so well?"
Mandarin? This probably refers to Mandarin? Xiang Xiaoqiang is from Xuzhou. In order to pretend to be a stupid soldier, he has always spoken his hometown dialect since he entered the house. After they fell out, the roles changed, and he couldn't help but bring out Mandarin.
There was no television at this time, and there were not many radios. Moreover, people at this time did not learn Mandarin from kindergarten like Xiaoqiang, so people everywhere mainly spoke dialects. There was no talk of "Mandarin" being popular at all, and even if it was spoken, it was with a certain ambiguity.
A very strong accent. Being able to speak standard Mandarin (Putonghua), to be exaggerated, is equivalent to "English Level 4" in later generations. Although Xiaoqiang's Mandarin is not very standard, it is measured by the standards of later generations. Put it in the future.
Now, it is definitely no problem to be a radio announcer. Xiaoqiang has listened to radio materials from the 1930s and 1940s several times. To be honest, the Mandarin skills of the announcers at that time are really unflattering. Therefore, Nima Shan thinks that Xiang Xiaoqiang
It has been specially trained.
Xiang Xiaoqiang still wanted to play with the cat and mouse, but suddenly he woke up and found that he had unconsciously followed the old spy's words. What kind of situation was he in now?
He changed his face and said very harshly:
"Mandarin is something I brought out of my mother's womb. If you want to learn it, I can teach you Mandarin. But now I can only count to three..."
"Mandarin?" Nima Shan interjected curiously, "What is Mandarin?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang knew that the old man was trying every possible means to buy time, so he shook his head, showed a friendly smile, and said word by word:
"I only counted to three. You have said everything you need to say. Maybe I will tell you what Mandarin is. If you don't tell me, it's up to you. I will burn the definition of Mandarin to you today next year...I
This man is very kind."
Qiu Qiu held the gun and glanced at him secretly. She couldn't help but be shocked by the coldness in Xiang Xiaoqiang's eyes.
Xiang Xiaoqiang also glanced at her and said:
"Miss, I'm not familiar with the situation. You're responsible for asking, and I'm responsible for letting them talk."
Qiu Qiu took a deep breath, avoided his gaze, held the gun, pointed at Nima Shan and stammered:
"Have you heard anything? Tell me quickly."
Nima Shan and Tuojin looked at each other, and then Tuojin asked:
"You...what do you want to know?"
Qiu Qiu was startled and looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang subconsciously.
"Stop talking nonsense," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked them forcefully, "What are your names?"
Qiu Qiu hurriedly said:
"His name is Nima Shan and his name is Tuojin. They are both 'sticky', so be careful."
What? What is it called... What is your mother's egg?...Take off your penis?...You are still a "virgin"? No matter what the mess, Xiaoqiang continued to ask:
"How many guards are there in this building? Which room are they in?"
Nima Shan rolled his eyes, and just when he opened his mouth to say something, Xiang Xiaoqiang stuffed the pistol barrel into his mouth.
"Fuck you, shut up. Take off your penis and tell me."
Tuojin looked at Nima Shan, who had the barrel of a gun stuck in his mouth, backed away with a "vomit", and tried hard to wink at Tuojin.
Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head, put the gun in his mouth with one hand, pulled the back of the sofa with the other, put his knees against the armrest, and turned the single sofa where Nima Shan was sitting so that his back was facing Tuojin. Then he
He grabbed the old man's chin, put it in front of his face, and said word by word:
"It's dishonest. Let me tell you, only one of you two can survive today. I'll see who cooperates."
Then, Xiaoqiang raised his head, looked at the stunned Tuojin, and said with a ferocious smile: