Chapter 311: Capture in one net

But just when he was tense, the old man slowly took out a pipe from the drawer. Could it be a pipe-style pistol?

"This is how it goes." The old man said, taking out a box of foreign fire and lit the tobacco in his pipe, taking a deep breath and then spitting out thick smoke and said, "According to the party's regulations, you will be sentenced to three days of confinement and reflect on your own mistakes. Write me a review. Have you heard it?" The old man's speech speed increased and he said seriously.

"Yes" Li Changfeng then calmed down his heart that was raised to his throat, then stood attentively and saluted the old man with a standard military salute. His heart was still beating violently and had not yet eased from the tension that had just opened.

"Is there any punishment for helping Aunt Xia downstairs clean up the room for three years, how about it?" The old man looked at Li Yinfeng's reaction after saying that.

"Ah?" Li Changfeng suspected that he had heard it wrong. If the punishment the old man in front of him made him feel that he knew about the punishment he knew, then the "punishment" behind him made Li Changfeng completely unaware who he was facing.

However, Hongmen is not a cold institution after all, and internal personnel still encourage this family-style centripetal force. It is difficult for any organization to grow and grow if it is blindly strict and oppressed. In this regard, Hongmen's Chinese branch has a clear understanding.

"What? Look at my age, why do you want me to help her?" the old man asked back.

"It's to complete the task resolutely." Li Changfeng gave another standard military salute to the old man. Of course, he knew that this was just a relaxed joke, but inexplicable warmth still emerged in his heart.

Suddenly, no one spoke. The old man and the "bearded" stared at Li Changfeng, as if something was written on his face was so noticeable.

"Hey...hehe" the "beard" behind him couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed secretly.

"Cough cough...hehe...hahaha..." The old man couldn't hold back his "beard" when he saw that the originally majestic cough could not calm his beard. At first, he couldn't help laughing secretly, but then he laughed loudly.

Seeing that the two of them were laughing harder and the old man couldn't stand firmly, so he threw the crutch and fell on the sofa but still laughed loudly. Li Changfeng was confused and hurried up to help him, but the old man bent his waist while laughing and waved his hands at him, indicating that he "no."

"I...I said you, a stinky tiger, why can't you hold it in... Hahahaha..." The old man pointed at the "beard" and said with a smile that the tiger was actually the code name of this big man.

"Boss, I, I didn't expect him to be so interesting. He was covered in heads and brains. He didn't look like him who was quick to fight just now." The tiger with a bearded face responded with a smile.

The two continued to smile under Li Yinfeng's increasingly inexplicable gaze for a while, and finally stopped. The old man suddenly stood up from the sofa, reached out to take off his beard, his eyebrows and hair, and then took off his eyebrows, his arms and a layer of skin on his face with both hands.

He immediately changed his appearance and a brand new spirit state. He said to Li Changfeng, who was already stunned with a cheerful attitude: "Comrade Li Xiao, hello, I am the head of the Operations Special Section Intelligence Department of the Hongmen Central Organization Department. Thank you for your hard work."

Although Li Changfeng learned the course of "disguise" when he was training in the Soviet Union "Chika", he had never seen such a vivid skill that could put on his own makeup.

An old man who was old just now turned into the heroic young man in front of him in a blink of an eye. Li Changfeng was amazed in his heart, believing that even his instructor Andre would be amazed even when he saw him.

"Hello Chief." The Wang Huaqing, who was full of masculinity in front of him, made Li Changfeng salute him again in a solemn manner.

"Hey, this is in Shanghai. There are mixed fish and dragons in the ten miles of foreign fields, and the three religions and nine kinds of things, and the five elements and eight kinds of works gather together. It is a place where the dragon and the tiger's den, so it's wrong to call the chief. Didn't the tiger call me the boss just now? Didn't you call me the boss? Don't you call me like this? You can't call the chief in the future." Wang Huaqing swept away the stern face just now, and the expression on his face became richer. His flying eyebrows and feet showed a naughty and unruly personality when he spoke.

"It's the boss" Li Changfeng then relaxed and replied frankly that the other party was not a rigid person who was difficult to get along with, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"I just joked with you. These are all provided to us by the 'big boss' recently. I have learned some of them before, and today I happened to do experiments with you, haha." Wang Huaqing said and laughed heartily again.

"By the way, you haven't had time to meet yet, right? Let me introduce you to this person with a bearded face, named Lu Guan, nicknamed "Tiger". He is also a guard who is very loyal to the Holy Sect. Although he looks fierce, he is actually a perfect and good person. Not only can he punch well, but he is also kind-hearted." Wang Huaqing patted the shoulder of the "bearded face" next to Li Changfeng and introduced.

At this time, the great Han Lu Guan put away his smile just now and stood there with a serious look on his face, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Comrade Lu Guan, hello, thank you and those comrades just now." Li Changfeng remembered that Lu Guan drove to pick him up despite the danger, and he made him and those comrades in danger and almost messed up the task. He felt very sorry. He stepped forward and held the other party's rough big hand tightly and said words of gratitude.

"Hello Comrade Li Xiao. It's nothing. They are all his own comrades, but you can't act on your emotions anymore." Lu Guan looked at Li Changfeng in front of him and frowned and said seriously.

But Li Changfeng could see that he was really reminding himself that his serious face could not stop his inner enthusiasm. Such people who work together and underground forces would not survive without deep scheming, but they were not blindly cruel and ruthless.

As an intelligence worker, being not good at dealing with the right side means that it is even less likely to get assistance when encountering danger. People with a little brain will not mess up like this.

In fact, Lu Guan admired Li Changfeng's "Wing Chun" just now. He wanted to learn Wing Chun when he was a teenager, but there is an old Chinese saying that "poor literature and wealth in martial arts". Since ancient times, most of the people who practice martial arts have some family backgrounds. Because they have the old foundation to feed their children nothing, they will learn martial arts wholeheartedly.

But the children of poor families are different. The poverty of the family cannot tolerate them choosing their hobbies. When Lu Guan was young, both his parents died. He had to support himself by working as a long-term worker for the landlord's family. Later, he ran out under the beating and scolding of the landlord and was taken into custody by an old monk in the temple to become a lay disciple.

Fortunately, I secretly watched the monks practice martial arts, but I could steal a move and a half of the stance but didn’t get the true teachings. Later, the incense broke out in the temple and went to the army and participated in many ** activities. I was funded by the party earlier than Li Changfeng and entered the Whampoa Military Academy. During my studies, I entered the Hongmen and became armed disciples.

"Comrade Li Xiao, where did you learn your Wing Chun Fist? Can you teach me in the future?" Lu Guan's words were actually very sincere and not polite. He has always yearned for the famous Wing Chun Fist, but he just couldn't get the guidance of a famous teacher, so he couldn't practice it.

"My Wing Chun fist was learned from my uncle, and he was really applauding when he beat it. But if you want to teach you, I don't dare to be it, but we can still learn from each other." Li Changfeng is a cold-hearted person, but he is still humble and not ostentatious.

"A word is certain?" Lu Guan was excited and repeatedly confirmed Li Changfeng's attitude, and then he felt relieved.

"One word is determined"

Two powerful hands, I am together, gathering the heroic spirit of sharing life and death.

"Okay, okay, tiger, don't just ask Xiao Li to teach you the polite relationship. If you have time, you will teach you the unique skills. It's getting late. I said Xiao Li, you and Lu Guan have not had a meal yet, right? Go down and ask Aunt Xia to make some wonton noodles for you two? Aunt Xia and her husband are both disciples of the Holy Sect, so you can trust them. The food she cooks is delicious."

"I don't usually live here, but I only come if I have something to do. After eating, you go out through the back door. Lu Guan, you take Xiao Li to your place to live. Comrade Li Xiao, the joke I just made, the punishment is punishment. Now is the beginning of the establishment of my intelligence department. Although you have been trained in the Soviet Union, in a few days we will train for new comrades like you in China's national conditions."

"Although you are from Shanghai, you haven't come back for so many years, so you can use the three-day confinement to get familiar with the situation in Shanghai with your comrades so that you can do your work smoothly. If you help Aunt Xia clean the room, then you'll be exempted from it haha," Wang Yonghuaqing said seriously and humorously.

Although he was a little chattering, his words made Li Changfeng feel that he was a person with clear distinction between public and private affairs, and had a strong affinity. No matter who saw him, he would be infected by this affinity and would be furious with him.

Lu Guan took Li Changfeng downstairs, Wang Huaqing turned off the lights, slightly opened the curtains, stood in front of the window and sighed at the deep night as if he had something to do.

Outside the door, far away, Wu Funing led nine members of the special operations team to observe the terrain and flow of people here. The two and three outsiders were responsible for contact, driving and emergency support. They were reserve members and would not all be on the front line of this operation.

"Let these red-eyed rabbits know who the lion here is?" Wu Funing, who had changed into a special black armor dress, was putting his mask on his head and making the final mobilization.

"Understand" because the team members could not alarm the target in the house, the voices of the team members were not loud, but even so, the resoluteness and cold murderous intent in the words were still very obvious.

In this complex Shanghai beach activity, as underground intelligence workers, they have seen death. A few days ago, several team members responsible for testing Li Changfeng committed suicide by taking poison because they were unwilling to be captured.

Except for Wu Funing holding a long knife in his hand, the rest of the team members held short-handled submachine guns. This weapon, which once started, was violently and continuously like a typewriter, was even equipped with a 72-round drum, and the firepower continuity was very terrifying.

And considering the danger of the target, they also wore body armor and high-strength special steel helmets to protect the key parts of their bodies behind thick and reliable armor. For the underground palace, these professionally trained intelligence workers are precious wealth and cannot be easily consumed in this place.

Everyone came in full force and vowed to capture the disciples of the Red Sect here in one net

The car was parked in front of the door of Apartment No. 169. The terrain had been observed long ago, and no one was afraid of running away. The most important thing now is the suddenness of the action. He arrived here at the fastest speed and most violent way and captured the main person in charge of the special department who was hidden in it.

The door of the apartment is made of high-quality iron wood, which is very strong. However, Wu Funing held a special alloy cutting blade in his hand. With an oblique chop, he cut the main structure of the entire door. A smooth cut was also cut into the hard concrete wall.

This knife was very quick, and even made the people in the house not react urgently. However, it still alarmed these alert spies. At all times, people were observing the situation outside the house through the small hole in the window. It was these secret whistles that discovered the malice of Wu Funing and others.

"You are being followed." Wang Hua asked to change his kind and humorous appearance just now, his face turned pale. It was the first time that someone found this place directly. His first reaction was that Li Changfeng and Lu Guan were followed.

"How could this be possible that we have confirmed several times and didn't find anyone following behind us." Whether it was Li Changfeng or Lu Guan, they all looked incredible. It was hard for them to imagine that they would be tracked to such a level.

"It's not the time to discuss such a thing. You immediately pick up your weapons and put them in front. I want to burn the important information first." In just a moment, Wang Hua asked to make choices and decisions. Even if it affects future work, these crucial organizational information cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the enemy.

Li Changfeng didn't argue, and rushed downstairs to pick up the weapons. There were already several armed disciples resisting. Most of the weapons were pistols and smuggled rifles. Thomson was too expensive, and the funds for Hongmen's activities were seriously insufficient, but they could not afford them.

With this amount of firepower alone, even if the number of people is advantageous, it is still suppressed by the combat team members of the underground palace so that they cannot raise their heads. The special submachine gun in Li Changfeng's hand is actually a submachine gun designed by Soviet weapons researcher Jegdyalev to fire the Tokarev 7.62mm pistol bullets based on the German m181 submachine gun.

What Li Changfeng got was only the trial products that had been initially tested, and the specific gun body structure design was still being improved. However, is it a submachine gun, and its continuous firepower intensity, to a certain extent, curbs the enemy's momentum.

Moreover, Li Changfeng himself is also a sharpshooter, with accurate shooting, and many bullets hit the enemy, causing several muffled sounds. But what surprised him was that the other party was just to the end, but the person was alive.

Li Changfeng is confident about his own shooting skills. The place he hit just now is also a key point for the human body, even if he does not die on the spot, he must have been seriously injured. It is impossible for him to just make a few muffled sounds.

Before he could be surprised, something even more frightened happened. A sword-holder in black armor ignored the shooting of the bullets and flew over at an astonishing speed. From a strange angle, he waved dazzling light and shadow, raised his hands and fell, and the human body fragments were soaked in a pool of blood, sprinkled all over the ground.

Stepping, raising a knife, and slashing it, is the end of a life

Wu Funing used his incredible combat power to vent his true terror and despair to these fanatical death warriors who were not afraid of death. The alloy horizontal sword that shone brightly in the lights in the house was even more dazzling. The bright blade body that had not been stained with blood was reflected in Li Changfeng's eyes, which was completely cold.

He was madly aiming his gun at the mysterious man like a monster, pouring bullets. Because he was too nervous, the palm of his hand holding the handle was already red and trembling constantly.

Wu Funing shook his body and used his serpentine steps to avoid the impact of many bullets. Even though he was wearing bulletproof armor, he was unwilling to experience the violent impact force brought by the bullet kinetic energy.

With a blink of an eye, the tip of the knife raised, and the blade touched lightly at the front of the submachine gun. Then there was a harsh sound of metal cutting. Using the power of pulling, Wu Funing turned the weapon in Li Changfeng's hand into useless garbage.

Just as I was about to learn about this person's life, a woman rushed over to her side, holding a sharp dagger in her hand and stabbed her waist straight towards her waist. This is the key to the human body. Once stabbed, it is easy to cause kidney rupture and death.

Wu Funing's eyes were slightly cold and he was not panicked. He shook his hand and cut the middle-aged woman's head to the ground. He never felt hesitant at all. He was such a cruel and ruthless killing, clean and neat. This is the Earth Demon, and he never considered who the enemy was. They only needed to know that the mission must be completed and they could die immediately.

"Aunt Xia" saw such misery happening in front of him. Li Changfeng roared with grief: "You beast" threw down the useless submachine gun in his hand, and printed it straight to Wu Funing's waist with one hand, because he took action with anger and was full of strength.

Wu Funing also waved his left hand and blocked the attack. The two fought together. Because they were approached inside, Wu Funing's knife could not function for a while. After a few steps were staggered, the distance was opened again. The tip of the knife pointed obliquely to the ground, but he was not feeling panicked: "Wing Chun?"

"Take your life"

"Silly" qi and blood rushing. Wu Funing didn't use a knife, but just jumped into Li Changfeng's chest with a half-step. The latter vomited blood and retreated wildly, lying on the ground, which was already unconscious.

Although Li Changfeng's Wing Chun is really powerful, he really wants to compete in boxing. Wu Funing is actually not an opponent. The key is that the physical strength of the two is different, and one is calm and the other is angry, and his mentality also determines the difference between them.

In a moment, the underground palace successfully occupied the place, but Wang Huajue committed suicide. He didn't have much life, and only Li Changfeng's identity was the most critical...

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