"I don't care who you are, get out of here! Don't hinder us from doing things!"

"This big brother is a bit unfamiliar, I haven't seen him before..."

"I'm from Hangzhou. Of course you'll be unfamiliar with me! I was transferred here with Commander Xuan!"

"Ah? Are you a subordinate of Commander Xuan?"

"That's right. I have been with Commander Xuan for more than ten years. What do you do?"

"Oh. We are also from the Songhu Security Command. However, we do not have a formal establishment and are temporary workers..."

"Which commander are you with?"

"I don't know! We are with Captain Yuan of Wusongkou Pier..."

"What?"

"Well, Captain Yuan is my commander..."

"roll roll roll!"

"Immediately. Once we have finished moving the belongings here, we will evacuate immediately."

"What kind of wealth? Get out of here!"

"no……"

"Did you hear that? I told you to get out! Leave the people, but leave the things behind!"

"No, sir..."

"roll!"

The other party took out a gun and put it at Zhang Yong's head.

Zhang Yong immediately stepped back knowingly, indicating that he understood, and immediately left.

"roll!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Zhang Yong kept retreating until he was behind Pang De and others.

Then he raised his fist and suddenly released it.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

Gunshots were fired.

More than a hundred Czech guns opened fire in unison.

In an instant, the thirty-seven agents were silent and all twisted on the ground. Then there was no sound.

The map shows that the white dots have disappeared. There is no one alive.

Each person had at least a dozen bullet holes in his body. He was completely dead.

Zhang Yong raised his hand.

The gunfire stopped.

Except for the agent's corpse twisted on the ground, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Oh, no, there were seven people among the "Red Party" whose faces instantly turned pale. But the other nine were almost indifferent. Only their eyes flickered slightly.

Zhang Yong took out a Colt M1911 large-caliber pistol and climbed up steadily.

To the leading agent.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One shot. Another shot. Just a slap in the face.

Xuan Tiewu, right? You’ve been with Xuan Tiewu for more than ten years, right? It’s very cool, right?

You want to steal my belongings, right?

Don’t even ask me what my name is!

My name is Zhang Yong!

You want to steal my money!

Even the Japanese emperor couldn't do it!

He declared that Tiewu still owed me three million! Sooner or later he would have to vomit!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shoot all seven bullets.

The secret agent leader's face had been completely smashed and was unrecognizable.

Then he put away the pistol angrily.

He came to the woman who had faked her scars and ripped off her worn-out military uniform.

"ah……"

"what you do?"

"You reactionary! You gangster!"

The woman immediately roared.

The voice is very high-pitched.

hysteria.

Others around him were also staring at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.

He stretched out his hand to hold the woman's chin, "What a beautiful girl, what a pity..."

He casually took out the shell gun and put it against her head, "The Red Party and I have a deep hatred..."

"I'm not a red party! I'm not a red party!" The woman suddenly collapsed and shouted hurriedly, "We are fake! We are fake! We are not real..."

Zhang Yong tilted his head.

But his thumb slowly opened the gun safety.

The woman became even more confused. She didn't know Zhang Yong's identity. She only knew that he was extremely cruel.

More than 30 people from the Military Justice Department were shot dead in a burst of fire. They didn't even have a chance to struggle.

She doesn't want to die.

"We were recruited by the Military Justice Department and arranged to lurk around the real Red Party members to obtain information from them."

"real?"

"Really. Really. Really."

That woman was like a chicken pecking at rice. She stretched out her hand and pointed continuously, pointing out other people.

Zhang Yong waved his shell gun and motioned to all the counterfeiters to stand aside.

The other six hurriedly stood aside.

There are nine real red parties left standing still.

Seeing this scene, several real red party members looked at each other in shock.

Is there such a thing?

Are they fake?

Zhang Yong slowly put down the shell gun and turned to look at the six people, "Are you really fake?"

"Really. Really. Really." Those people nodded desperately.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

"No. No. We are really fake."

"Ask me again, is it true?"

"Really. Really. We are really not the Red Party. We are inseparable from the Red Party..."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Then he waved his hand.

"Da da da……"
To be continued...