Soon, a large group of yellow dots approached.

Zhang Yong looked at Wang Kuiyuan in surprise.

no……

Boss, you are out of luck!

If you say you give me fifty people, they can’t all be Red Party members!

faint!

5,10,15,20……

No more, no less. Exactly fifty yellow dots and not a single white dot.

He sat down angrily and squinted at Wang Kuiyuan.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Who are they?"

"My men."

"A straggler of the Red Army?"

"of course not."

"Fifty red party members. You still say no!"

"I don't know their identities. They all came to join our division."

"Then why now..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yong suddenly stood up.

But behind those yellow dots, several white dots appeared.

Those yellow dots didn't have guns, but the white dots behind them did. He could tell at a glance that the white dots were chasing the yellow dots.

Yes, he was roasted on the fire by Wang Kuiyuan.

Those white spots chasing after you are probably problematic.

He waved his hand towards Cao Mengqi.

Cao Mengqi understood immediately and directed everyone to get into a fighting stance.

Soon, a group of ragged Sichuan soldiers appeared in Zhang Yong's field of vision. They were all staggering, looking like they were recovering from a serious illness.

Many people seemed to have injuries on their bodies.

It's real. He is definitely a straggler Red Army soldier whom Wang Kuiyuan took in.

And those who caught up behind them were most likely coming to catch them.

"Whose person is behind you?"

"From the Political Training Department."

"Who's the leader?"

"Xu Yuanju."

"he?"

Zhang Yong was immediately relieved.

It turns out to be Xu Yuanju! That’s okay.

Know.

The level of deputy leader of the Secret Service.

He is always out on business and wandering around. He rarely goes back to his home.

Zhang Yong didn't know what to do specifically.

In the past, he was Zhang Yong's superior. But now, Zhang Yong is his opponent's superior.

What's more, it may not be Xu Yuanju who comes.

Wave your hands.

Cao Mengqi put the yellow dots over.

A moment later, seven agents in Mao suits carrying rifles appeared from behind.

One look at this costume and I knew it was from the Secret Service.

"stop!"

Cao Mengqi shouted sharply.

The people behind were a little surprised and slowly stopped.

"We are members of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service and are performing official duties. Who are you? Get out of here!"

"I am your uncle!"

Cao Mengqi was immediately furious and started swearing.

He didn't use swear words before. However, since he was exchanged, his temperament has changed drastically and he has started to become vulgar.

"You're looking for death..." the other party said aggressively.

"We are from the Chongqing station of the Secret Service!" Cao Mengqi was furious, "Who are you?"

"From Chongqing Station?"

"Where did you guys come from?"

"We are from the Political Training Division of the Sichuan-Chongqing Camp Staff Department..."

The opponent is actually a bit weaker in the end.

It turned out to be one of our own! It was from Chongqing Station. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple.

"stop!"

"We want to catch the red party..."

"asshole!"

Cao Mengqi stopped the opponent.

Zhang Yong walked up slowly from behind, his eyes cold and cold.

"Where's Xu Yuanju?"

"What?"

"I asked where Xu Yuanju is?"

"Who are you……"

"I am Zhang Yong. I am currently in charge of the work of the entire Secret Service on behalf of the Chief."

"ah……"

The seven agents were immediately dumbfounded.

Zhang Yong?

Preside over the work of the Secret Service?

faint!

Such a big official!

They are their superiors’ superiors’ superiors’ superiors…

"open……"

"Call me Commissioner."

"Yes. Mr. Commissioner."

"Where is Xu Yuanju?"

"Reporting to the Commissioner, Director Xu is not in Chongqing."

"Director? What kind of director is he?"

"Your Majesty, Commissioner, Director Xu is the director of the Political Training Division of the Staff Department of the Sichuan Army Training Command."

"Really? What a big official..."

Zhang Yong's face became increasingly gloomy.

Then he waved his hand and ignored it.

"roll!"

Cao Mengqi roared angrily.
To be continued...