"It looks like we're going to separate."

Victor turned on the gun safety: "Remember what I told you, Jonathan, one of us must survive."

Jonathan also took out his pistol and nodded vigorously: "You and I, one of us must survive. When we see General MacArthur, we must tell him my intelligence."

"Take care, my friend."

"Take care, my friend."

When the two of them finished speaking, they immediately accelerated their pace in two different directions with a tacit understanding.

And the people behind them also obviously started to speed up.

"boom"!

Jonathan clearly heard the gunfire.

The streets suddenly became chaotic.

"Bang bang"!

Without any hesitation, Jonathan turned around and fired twice.

Then, while the person following him was running away in panic, Jonathan jumped up and ran away.

…

Jonathan never thought that one day he would be in such an embarrassing situation.

The people behind him pursued him relentlessly.

Jonathan almost tried his best to get away from them.

He is really tired.

Whether it's mentally or physically.

When it was confirmed that there were no more followers behind him, a huge emptiness and exhaustion emerged uncontrollably.

Not only was he tired, but he was also hungry and thirsty.

Fortunately, a sum of money was also put into the equipment Victor gave him.

Enough money to support Jonathan.

Some restaurants in Manila have resumed business.

Most of them eat local dishes.

Although Jonathan was disgusted with these local dishes, his hungry stomach kept warning him.

He chose an unassuming little restaurant.

I went in, found a place to sit down where I could escape at any time, and casually ordered some food.

The safety on his gun is always turned on to deal with various emergencies.

Even while eating, he did not relax his vigilance and was always monitoring the outside.

And after that?

Victor told himself that he had hidden a lot of evidence.

This evidence must be found.

Once Victor is killed, these evidences will become his trump card to avenge him!

Jonathan is convinced that Victor is on the same page as him.

My stomach was full and I felt much better.

Jonathan put the money on the table, stood up, walked outside, and looked both ways.

The stalker is gone.

Jonathan is an elite agent. No matter how many people there are, he can still tell the difference between ordinary people and agents.

Yangroot Street.

That's Victor's safe spot.

There, he not only hid the evidence he had collected so hard, but also weapons, money and various supplies.

Even without any outside aid, an agent can survive there for a long time.

Jonathan didn't have any means of transportation, so he had to rely on his own feet.

This is very dangerous, especially since Jonathan is not familiar with Manila.

However, Jonathan didn't care. If a person has faith in his heart, he will not be afraid of anything.

…

"Today, it seems that it can end."

Sitting on the balcony, Tian Qi drank a bottle of Coca-Cola in his hand, enjoying the afternoon sunshine and said lazily.

"Yes, today is over." Meng Shaoyuan was sleeping on a recliner. He seemed to know how to enjoy himself more than Tian Qi. He moved his body slightly, holding a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of Coca-Cola in the other:

"Why do I always feel that the sunshine in Manila is not as pleasant as the sunshine in Nanjing?"

"Are you homesick?" Tian Qi suddenly understood something.

"Who misses home?" Meng Shaoyuan sighed and put down the half-drunk Coca-Cola: "At that time, we were in Nanjing, and when it was time to rest, the brothers would always go to my place. Each person would order a bowl of wontons, and the skin would be delicious.

That stuffing, that soup, and a handful of chopped green onions..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Will I ever be able to eat the steaming wontons on the streets of Nanjing again in my life?

…

Yangroot Street.

This is a street that was severely damaged during the war.

Most of the buildings were destroyed.

Even people who have never experienced war can fully feel the cruelty of war here.

Even the smell of blood can still be smelled in the air.

Some locals are looking for something in the ruins.

They lived here before.

Their home was completely destroyed.

But as long as people are alive, there will always be a day of reconstruction.

Jonathan saw the relatively intact house at a glance.

When the US military attacked Yangroot Street, it used to be the headquarters of the Japanese army.

Miraculously, under the firepower of the US military, this headquarters was not destroyed.

I just heard that on the eve of facing defeat, the Japanese commander here committed suicide in this house.

Jonathan carefully observed his surroundings, and after making sure there was no threat, he walked towards the back door.

According to what Victor said, he successfully found the key.

Opening the door, he didn't go in immediately.

This is also the alertness of an agent.

After leaving the door open for a few minutes to make sure there was no danger inside, Jonathan entered and quickly closed the door.

It was only then that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

For now, it's safe.

Now, he must find what Victor has hidden here.

The strange thing is that Jonathan searched almost the entire room and found nothing of value.

No evidence, no weapons, no food.

There is nothing here.

Did Victor make a mistake?

impossible!

Well, something went wrong!

Someone has already arrived before me and found this safe house.

Something is going to happen!

Jonathan immediately became nervous.

He checked the pistol and found three rounds of ammunition.
Chapter completed!