A big head poked out from upstairs, with a sinister face that showed that he was not a good person, and he said in a loud and gruff voice: "Bring him up."
Chen Zikun was escorted to the second floor.
He had never been to Tang Yan's new home, but he felt that Tang Yan would never make the home look so sloppy.
The originally smooth floor was full of shoe prints, cigarette butts, and even phlegm stains.
Four streaks The big man was sitting around a small table playing cards, with cigarette cases and wine bottles thrown beside him.
The curtains were closed, airtight, and the situation inside could not be seen from the outside.
Needless to say, these five people were sent by the national intelligence agency to wait and see, and they were not of high quality and belonged to the operational department.
"You are mistaken.
I am Chen Zikun from the Military Commission.
Where did you take Tang Yan?"
Chen Zikun immediately revealed his identity.
A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences.
These spies are no more ruthless than those intelligence officers sitting in the office.
The deputy team leader raised his hand and slapped him in the face, but Chen Zikun quickly caught him.
"He's very skilled, he must be from the red team."
A sharp look flashed in the deputy leader's eyes, and he pulled out his dagger: "Hold him down and pick out the big tendons first."
Several men came forward and pressed Chen Zikun, but when he failed to hold him down, the young man guarding the door raised the handle of his gun and hit him on the back of the head.
The handle of the steel pistol was like hitting an iron block.
Chen Zikun turned around and glared at him, frightening him.
Yi Ji Ling: "Deputy team leader, this guy has been trained."
The deputy team leader was about to draw his gun, but Chen Zikun relented: "Guys, don't do anything.
You are asking for money, right?
I'll give it to you."
"Search him," the deputy leader said.
The young man stepped forward and touched the inner pocket of Chen Zikun's suit and took out a wallet containing some banknotes and a Citibank cash checkbook.
"Hero, how much money do you need, I will write a check directly to you."
Chen Zikun said.
The deputy team leader hesitated for a moment and said: "Fifty thousand yuan."
"Fifty thousand is too much.
We don't have that much money in the account.
The bank will refund the check.
Thirty thousand is fine.
Six thousand each of you."
Chen Zikun bargained, which made the agents feel more at ease.
"Stop talking nonsense and fill it out quickly.
After you finish filling it out, let me go to the bank to collect the money.
If you get it, I will let you go.
If you don't, you will be happy."
It's hard to tell that these spies are experts.
They must be doing a lot of kidnapping and extortion business.
Chen Zikun said that he could not fill out the check while standing, so he naturally sat behind the desk and chose a very elegant Parker brand fountain pen from the pen holder.
This pen was given to Tang Yan back then.
The nib is made of platinum and is not worth much.
Fei.
"Quickly fill it in," the deputy leader shouted, banging the barrel of his gun on the table.
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Chen Zikun smiled, slowly unscrewed the cap of his pen, and suddenly attacked, using the pen as a knife, he inserted it into the deputy leader's right eye frame.
He let out a scream and covered his eyes.
The pistol was grabbed by Chen Zikun and slid to his hand.
Under the table, three shots had been taken on the back of the chair, and the agents' reaction was faster than he imagined.
Chen Zikun fired from under the table, hitting the legs of the agents.
They fell to the ground with a bang, and were shot in the head immediately.
Two of them were killed immediately.
The remaining two were closer to the door and fled downstairs in a hurry.
When Shuangxi and Qingfeng in the car downstairs heard the gunshots, they jumped up like springs, pulled out their pistols and jumped out of the car.
Shuangxi rushed over first, Qingfeng opened the trunk and took a Thompson, followed closely, opened the door and walked away.
When he saw two agents coming downstairs, he raised his gun and fired wildly, beating the one in front of him into a hornet's nest on the spot.
The one behind him quickly retreated, and was hit in the back of the head with the butt of his rifle by Chen Zikun, who was catching up, causing him to pass out.
The deputy team leader was still wailing on the ground.
Shuangxi wanted to give him an end, but Chen Zikun stopped him: "Take him away, I have something to ask them."
Immediately called Li Yaoting.
In less than five minutes, two cars drove to the door.
A group of well-dressed men got out and carried away the bodies and the wounded.
They wiped away the blood stains and moved very quickly.
When the people from the patrol room arrived, everything was as usual. , there were not even bullet casings on the ground.
The only two people left were taken to the dungeon of Li Mansion.
Chen Zikun interrogated him personally.
The young man who trapped him at the door confessed that they were agents of the Eighth Action Group of the Party Affairs Investigation Section and were ordered to arrest all suspicious people who came into contact with Tang Yan. person.
"Brother, I'm just a peripheral member of the investigation team.
Please let me go.
I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child."
The young man said with a grimace.
Shuangxi stepped forward and kicked him: "Fart, your mother only gave birth to you when she was sixty years old."
Chen Zikun said: "Where is Tang Yan being imprisoned?"
"I really don't know" Qingfeng stepped forward and laid him down on the table.
He covered his face with a towel, picked up the kettle and started pouring water.
The young man struggled wildly, but was tied up tightly and could not move.
The towel was uncovered and the young man gasped: "I really don't know."
"Come again" "I said, I said."
No whip, no fire chopsticks, just a towel and a bottle of water, the spies were recruited.
It turned out that Tang Yan was captured and taken to the headquarters of the Investigation Division.
It was located near Longhua, close to the security headquarters.
It had a large number of personnel and complete facilities, including interrogation rooms and dungeons.
The grievances between Chen Zikun and the Investigation Bureau have been deep and cannot be resolved through proper channels.
Today, something like this happened again, which almost cost him his life.
If an ordinary official would definitely complain to Chairman Chiang, but Chen Zikun doesn't like that.
He knew very well that Chairman Chiang, like the League of Nations, was only able to make peace with others.
If he wanted to take revenge and save others, he had to count on himself.
The Tax Police Corps has been transferred to northern Jiangsu for rest and is temporarily unavailable, but there are still people from the Three Guns Club.
A phone call called Su Qingyan and asked him to organize a group of capable gunmen.
Su Qingyan said: "We should have taken action against them long ago.
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I suggest these dog spies operate at night, and they will destroy their lair without anyone noticing."
Chen Zikun said: "People of the Ming Dynasty do not do secret things, and if they want to live in their old age, they must do so in an upright and upright manner."
So, in broad daylight, a group of cars drove to the entrance of the Longhua Investigation Division headquarters.
The leader was a Mercedes bulletproof car with a general's flag, followed by five trucks, full of gunmen in military uniforms and plainclothes. , a light machine gun was mounted on the roof of the truck, and the rifles were equipped with bayonets, gleaming with cold light and filled with murderous intent.
Shuangxi led people to knock on the door.
There was a loud knocking.
As soon as the door opened, a group of people rushed in.
Without saying a word, they beat everyone they saw and smashed things they saw.
The secret service headquarters was full of intelligence analysts wearing glasses.
He was gentle and gentle, but he could not withstand such a violent beating.
He was beaten until he cried for his father and mother, and complained endlessly.
Xu Tingge was chatting with Tang Yan in the interrogation room.
Reporter Tang was a female prostitute and a famous reporter in Shanghai.
Low-level tactics such as torture were not available, so she could only slowly pry open her teeth.
While we were talking about Marx and Lenin, suddenly there was a lot of noise outside.
Xu Tingge's face darkened.
Just as he was about to question him when he went out, a gun butt hit him, and his front teeth flew out.
Stars appeared in front of his eyes, and he swayed and collapsed on the ground.
A plainclothes man walked into the interrogation room and asked, "What's your last name?"
Tang Yan hesitated and said, "My surname is Tang."
"Found it," the plainclothes shouted.
Several men in white coats came in and took Tang Yan away.
The road was in a mess.
The secret service headquarters was smashed to pieces.
When passing the gate, Tang Yan saw the car.
The Mercedes bulletproof car and the Samsung flag in front of the car make my heart warm.
The nearby security headquarters noticed that something was wrong here.
A captain brought a dozen soldiers over to check, but he was rudely stopped outside and told the military committee that General Chen was doing business and not to be disturbed.
It happened that a team of investigation team members rushed back to the headquarters.
When they saw this scene, they consciously took a detour and pretended not to recognize the guy inside who was being beaten.
The brothers of the Three Guns Guild completely destroyed the secret service headquarters and released all the prisoners in the dungeon.
Then they left with unfulfilled feelings.
Only when they were far away did the secret services dare to go in and clean up the mess.
Fortunately, the other party had a measured attack.
They were all injuries such as fractures.
No one was killed, but there were three corpses lying in the yard.
They were the spies who were squatting in Tang Yan's house.
Xu Tingge got up from the ground, his head was still dizzy, and his mouth was sweet.
When he touched it, he thought, holy shit, his front tooth fell out, but it was okay.
He was about to get a 24k gold tooth, so this time he saved the money for tooth extraction.
The headquarters was completely destroyed, documents and materials were burned, people were injured, and the radio station was destroyed.
What was even worse was that all the prisoners who had worked so hard to capture ran away.
After Xu Tingge inquired about it, he found out that the person who led the troops to destroy the headquarters was It’s Chen Zikun.
"You're pretty, you must be here for that bitch.
Chen, don't be a jerk.
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I know your background.
Aren't you just a rickety truck driver?"
Xu Er spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and rubbed it.
The bruise on his head cursed unwillingly, but he knew clearly in his heart that his old background was also known to the other party.
If he saw it in person, it would be exposed.
The person in charge of the Shanghai headquarters is called Li Jiawen.
He is the deputy section chief of the Party Affairs Investigation Section and Xu Enzeng's right-hand man.
He happened to go to the concession to communicate with the British and American intelligence agencies today.
When he came back and saw this tragic scene, he became even more angry.
Long, extremely sinister.
"Prepare the car and go back to Nanjing.
I want to report to Minister Chen in person."
In a secret apartment in the public concession, there were plainclothes patrolling outside the door.
Inside the curtained room, Chen Zikun and Tang Yan were speechless.
"Thank you."
Tang Yan's voice was dry.
Chen Zikun took out a check and pushed it over: "There is some money here, take it first.
It is best to go abroad to avoid the limelight."
Tang Yan did not look at the number on the check.
She knew that Chen Zikun had always spent a lot of money.
The money would definitely be enough for her to live abroad for a period of time, but where would she go if she spent all the money?
The party organization had been destroyed by spies, and she had been in single-line contact.
The leader code-named One has been captured by the spies and taken to Nanjing.
He has become a lone goose separated from the party organization.
"You should have a good rest.
It's safe here."
Chen Zikun stood up and wanted to leave.
He didn't want to renew his relationship with Tang Yan.
A woman tainted with politics, no matter how beautiful or enchanting she is, is like a poisonous mushroom.
"Wait a minute," Tang Yan whispered, biting her lip, as if she was making up her mind, "I have a piece of information for you, as a thank you for your rescue."
"explain."
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