There are quite a few people in the cafe.

Tang Luo and Wu Yong scattered and wandered around, searching.

Some people work in a cafe, some people rest in a cafe, and some people fall in love in a cafe.

The little couple leaned together, ignoring, ignoring the people around them, and gnawing.

“It’s great to be young.”

Tang Luo looked at them and felt that his murderous intent was much weaker.

But soon, he looked away and he should do the serious business first.

"Logo, there."

Wu Yong walked over quickly and lowered his voice.

"There is someone in the corner who has been disguised, but it's not Mr. Qiao, so I can't be sure."

"He must be the one who is still disguised when he comes to the cafe."

Tang Luo was excited and then sneered.

Immediately, the two walked over and saw a middle-aged man sitting in the corner, different from what the repairman said.

It's just plain, but the mole is gone.

This made Tang Luo curious. Is Mr. Qiao exposed his true appearance in front of the repairman?

If you don’t know that mole, you will also be disguised as well?

But when you think about it, you feel that it is impossible. Dead soldiers cannot be cultivated in a short time, and they will take a long time.

Unless, Mr. Qiao can always dress up.

Tang Luo did not act rashly, but opened his eyes and looked over.

The next second, he was sure that the person in front of him was Mr. Qiao.

There are black moles.

However, this guy is also a disguise master, and he has covered it up and can't tell at all.

If it weren't for Wu Yong, Tang Luo would have no way of seeing it if he didn't open his eyes.

"Logo, is it him?"

Wu Yong asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, it's him."

Tang Luo nodded.

"You are waiting here, I'll go."

"good."

Wu Yong responded, pulled open the chair next to him and sat down.

Tang Luo took a promotional page from the side, looked down and walked towards Mr. Qiao.

Mr. Qiao, who was fiddling with his cell phone, noticed something and looked up.

However, he just glanced at him and didn't care.

At this moment, he never expected that his man had failed and died.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so calm and would still be here.

He sent the message, but he hadn't replied yet, but he didn't think much about it, maybe he wasn't finished yet.

Just wait a little longer.

"Is there anyone here?"

A voice sounded and asked.

"Someone."

Mr. Qiao replied, he didn't want to get too close to people.

"oh."

Tang Luo nodded and sat down.

Mr. Qiao frowned. He said there was someone, why did he sit down?

"I said there are people here, I'm waiting for someone."

Mr. Qiao's voice became a little cold and he said.

"No need to wait, they can't come."

Tang Luo put down the promotional page and raised his head.

When Mr. Qiao heard Tang Luo's words, he was stunned at first, and then saw Tang Luo's appearance, and his face suddenly changed.

Tang Luo?

How could he be here!

not good!

Something happened!

Soon, Mr. Qiao reacted and subconsciously wanted to get up.

"Don't move, move, I'll shoot."

Tang Luo held a gun in his left hand, placed it under the table, pointed at Mr. Qiao's abdomen, and said lightly.

This was also what he picked up when he came out just now.

Although he basically doesn't need a gun, he has to admit that sometimes, the effect of a gun is still very great.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Mr. Qiao's movements froze and did not dare to move again.

However, he reacted quickly enough and his left hand was inserted into his pocket.

In the pocket, there is the controller.

This is his trump card.

"Mr. Qiao, right?"

Tang Luo looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Tang Luo..."

Mr. Qiao gritted his teeth, he didn't expect it to fail.

"Well, it's best to know me."

Tang Luo smiled.

"The people you are waiting for are dead."

"I underestimated you."

Mr. Qiao said coldly.

"Not only you underestimated me, but the Japanese also underestimated me, otherwise... how could they end up with that? They would catch them and escape."

Tang Luo said with a smile.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Mr. Qiao's face changed, did he know?

All his subordinates gave up?

How is this possible?

Those three are all dead soldiers, so it is impossible to say anything.

Even if you are caught, you will commit suicide.

"I don't understand what you said."

Mr. Qiao said in a deep voice.

"Why, is Mr. Qiao also a dead soldier? He is ready to die as if he is home? At this time, will he help the Japanese cover up?"

Tang Luo looked at Mr. Qiao and said.

"If I read it right, Mr. Qiao is from China, right? If you do things for the Japanese, your ancestral grave will not smoke? Fortunately, it is cremated now, otherwise your father's coffin board will not be suppressed and he will crawl out and beat you to death."

“…”

Mr. Qiao's face turned dark, but his heart sank. It seemed that Tang Luo knew it.

"Where is Mio Kawaguchi? He is back?"

Tang Luo asked.

"I can't say anything."
To be continued...