Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

Chapter 19 Sun Lang, a lackey and a traitor

"Don't worry, Japanese is simple, I guarantee you'll be able to learn it."

"Oh, I can't. I'm too old to remember these things."

"Team Leader Chen, you're only forty years old. How can you say you're no longer capable?" Sun Lang joked.

"You little brat, I'm almost 20 years older than you anyway, calling you uncle isn't too much, and you still dare to tease me..."

A few people were talking and laughing when Yang Guichang suddenly came in from outside.

The office was silent for a second before Chen Quan smiled again and said, "Team Leader Yang is back."

"Ah."

After a response, the office fell silent again.

Sun Lang, as if nothing had happened, took a pen and wrote on a piece of paper. On it were the 50 Japanese sounds, all marked with Chinese pronunciation.

"Team Leader Wang, first memorize everything above, and then I will teach you the rest."

"Team Leader Yang, I can't do anything with my injury, so I'm going to go home after get off work."

He handed the paper to Wang Liming, said hello to Yang Guichang, and turned to leave the office.

After what happened with Huang Jiao, Yang Guichang obviously had something against him.

No matter what, we still work in the same office and we'll see each other every day, so it's better not to make things too awkward.

Otherwise, if he killed Yang Guichang someday, it would be easy for people to suspect him.

His arm was bandaged and wrapped around his neck, and this look attracted many people to look at him along the way.

Well, he became famous in the action team anyway.

Just as I was about to walk out the door, I thought of something and turned a corner to the logistics department.

When he came out again, he had a gun in his hand.

I should have received the gun when I was promoted to team leader, but I forgot about it when I got busy.

Otherwise, when he was stabbed today, he would not be unable to fight back. Even if he didn't kill anyone, he could still shoot back to scare people.

Don't just hide there and wait to die.

It was the first time for him to hold a real gun. When he saw the real gun, he played with it in his hand for a while until he was familiar with it, then put it behind his waist.

The clothes are loose and it is not obvious even when it is hidden from behind.

I went out the door, found a rickshaw, and went directly to the place selling roast duck.

I was injured today, so I have to buy a roast duck to make up for it.

If I hadn't been greedy for it at that time, I might not have been shot.

After a few hours, the place had returned to normal. There were still not many people on the streets, and shops continued to be open for business.

The only other change was the sighting of Japanese soldiers on the streets.

Since no one was caught in the previous gunfight, these Japanese soldiers searched back and forth in the vicinity for clues.

These Japanese soldiers were usually arrogant. They would break into people's houses and search them without even saying hello.

You said you wanted to search, so go ahead, but you are so naughty that you have to smash everything in other people's houses.

People with good tempers swallow their anger.

Those with bad tempers went forward to argue, but ended up being pinned to the ground by the Japanese soldiers.

A Japanese officer was about to draw his gun.

"parking,"

Sun Lang jumped off the rickshaw and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers, without noticing the hand extended to him by the driver behind him.

I haven't paid yet.

The driver looked at the direction Sun Lang was running and swallowed the words silently.

When I heard him speaking Japanese and looking so attentive.

He cursed him inwardly as a lackey and traitor.

Lift the car and drive away.

"General, general."

Sun Lang was afraid that he would not be able to catch up so he shouted at the top of his lungs, as the general had spoken these two sentences in Japanese.

He remembered that someone had said in his previous life that Japanese officers liked to be called generals.

Sure enough, after hearing someone shouting "General", the Japanese officer put down his gun and looked over.

He clearly saw that the anger on that face had dissipated a lot.

Also, because he spoke Japanese, the Japanese soldiers nearby did not stop him.

"you are?"

The Japanese officer looked at him puzzled and asked.

"General, I am the one who was assassinated today. Seeing how hard you guys worked to catch me, I bought a roast duck for you to try."

He hurriedly took out the roast duck he had bought.

Several eyes were fixed on the roast duck in his hand, and Sun Lang suddenly felt that the roast duck seemed a bit shabby.

This little Japanese soldier is an official after all, but he just brought a roast duck, which really seems like he is just trying to get rid of him.

He couldn't care less about that; this was the only thing he had in his hand.

If the gift is too insignificant, the thing you want to do may not achieve the desired effect.

The Japanese officer didn't take his roast duck, but patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Yours is very good, this person's is not good."

Then he pulled out his gun again after a disagreement.

Sun Lang hurried over to the Japanese officer and blocked the man on the ground.

The roast duck was stuffed into the Japanese officer's arms, and the officer caught it unexpectedly.

"General, you are a general. You don't need to do anything for such a small matter. I will help you vent your anger."

Without waiting for the other person to speak, he turned around, walked over to the man, grabbed him up, and punched him in the nose, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

As soon as the man fell down, Sun Lang kicked him in the stomach.

"what……"

With a scream, the man covered his stomach in pain like a shrimp.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, please..."

"Shut up... snap"

Sun Lang slapped the woman who came to beg for mercy.

The woman fell to the ground, seeing stars, and was unable to get up for a long time.

He ignored the woman, pulled the man up and slapped him in the face, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.

After a few more kicks, the screams continued.

“Kacha…ah”

With the last kick, Sun Lang broke the opponent's arm.

After seeing the man rolling on the ground, he stopped and came to the Japanese officer.

"General, what do you think?"

"This roast duck tastes better when it's hot. It's time to eat. It would be a shame to delay the general's meal for such a small matter."

The Japanese officer smiled and nodded with satisfaction:

"Yoshi, you're great. What's your name? What do you do?"

"General, my name is Sun Lang, and I am the leader of the fourth team of the 76th Action Team. You can also call me by my Japanese name, Mao Wulang."

Sun Lang suddenly had an idea and gave himself a Japanese name.

If you want to infiltrate the enemy, you have to adapt to the local customs.

"Hey, Mao Wulang is great, let's drink together next time."

Look, we went from not knowing each other to drinking together all of a sudden, even though it was just polite talk.

"Okay, okay, General, let's drink together next time."

Sun Lang nodded quickly, and then pretended to see him off.

I’m afraid I’ll talk too much nonsense later. The less I say, the less mistakes I’ll make. It will be difficult to deal with if this guy turns against me again.

He was also afraid that the family of the man he had just beaten might take some extreme action and anger him again.

Watch the person walk away and disappear around the corner.

Sun Langcai turned around and came back.

The people watching nearby started cursing at him louder and louder.

"Bah, he's just a traitor, a disgrace to the country."

"That's it, ugh."

Sun Lang ignored them. Isn't this a normal result?

The woman who was slapped by him now got up and was crying while hugging her man.

Seeing him coming over, she hugged the man tightly in her arms.

"Please let us go!"

Sun Lang had a blank expression on his face. He ignored her and just stretched out his hand.

The woman understood what he meant immediately and fumbled around in her pocket to take out a dozen dollars.

Seeing just this little bit of money, the woman knew it was definitely not enough.

"Wait a moment, I'll go in and give it to you..."

Before he could finish his words, his hands were empty.

"Wait a minute, bring it to me!"

Sun Lang grabbed the money from her hand, but his movement was so big that he only got ten yuan. He didn't care about the other loose change that fell on the ground.