"You are... Wu Chunyang? That Wu Chunyang? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhaozi sat among several burly men and shouted at Wu Chunyang in front of him, his face full of shock and incredible.

Wu Chunyang tilted his head and glanced at him without answering, and turned to the little spy.

A piece of tampon was immediately stuffed into the oar's mouth, followed by a head hood, and the mobile phone and smart watch on his body were also thrown outside the car, which was a very standard secret transfer procedure.

In a city's security probe, a gray van was speeding on a suburban highway, leaving the brightly lit city behind.

An hour later, the blindfolded oar walked into the room with support. Through the gaps in the fabric, you could smell the strong musty smell in the air.

"Let him go."

The sound suddenly came, and the hood was pulled away suddenly. The hood narrowed his eyes, blocked his eyes with his hands, and looked up with a few faint lights.

The man who claimed to be Wu Chunyang was sitting on a wooden box, and there were several people standing next to him with guns in a warning posture. The dark gun body reflected a faint blue light.

What a guy!

Zhaozi swallowed, staring at the man with the same name as his book, and did not ask any more. The other party was so mobilizing to catch him back, which was definitely not for fun.

A few seconds later, Wu Chunyang grinned: "No, calmer than I thought. I can answer the questions in your car now. Yes, I am that Wu Chunyang."

"How is this... possible?"

Zhaozi muttered foolishly, Yes, how could a character in a novel appear in the real world?

Seeing this, Wu Chunyang handed over a bottle of mineral water and replied: "I can only tell you that this matter is related to the axis of the earth. Unfortunately, the Japanese and us obtained relevant information at the same time."

The axis of the earth? Isn’t that west? The Japanese have never entered there?

Zhaozi unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a sip of water, his brain thought quickly, and then asked a key question.

"What year is it now? Is there something wrong with the war?"

"Ba~ba~ba~ba~ba~ba~ba~"

Wu Chunyang applauded and praised: "You are not only calm, but also very smart, but I can't say what year it is now, you can only guess it yourself.

As for the war you mentioned, there are indeed some problems. Similarly, for some reasons, I can't tell you all if there is any problem."

:)

When talking about the problem, Wu Chunyang's tone became quite bitter. Looking at his face carefully, he could still see a little fatigue and confusion.

When Zhaozi noticed these details, he was silent for a while and asked, "Is it not good?"

"Yeah, it's very bad. Someone is here..."

After Wu Chunyang said that, he sat down again. Under the dim light, his shoulders were trembling slightly. An intelligence officer with twenty years of experience should not have such a behavior.

After hearing this, Zhaozi was stunned. Isn’t this the world line of "The Strange Man of the High Castle"? What happened that caused such a drastic change in the world of novels. Thinking of this, he quickly asked.

Upon hearing this, Wu Chunyang fell into memories. After a while, he came to his senses and told the war in a way that confidential documents were blackened.

"... Assassinated,... completely destroyed, the powerful bomb... everything is over."

The brief introduction shocked Joko. It was really the world line of "The Strange Man of the High Castle". He excitedly asked Zuo Chong's side how it was.

When talking about his side, Wu Chunyang's expression was a little excited, but he revealed a hint of embarrassment and replied in a low voice.

"The northwest is amazing, and has established a solid base, and it is said that it is also ready to attack eastward to expand the territory. As for us..."

He paused for a moment and said helplessly: "We have failed,... and are taking some loyal people to fight guerrillas in the southwest.

Last month, the enemy touched our camp. If the deputy had not tried to rescue him, I would have died for his country."

None?

fight as a guerrilla?

Zhaozi's expression was very strange. I wonder if this person could lead the team on the verge of collapse to glory and victory again, but I guess there is little hope.

By the way, Wu Chunyang is here, Zuo Chong, Zhaozi really wants to meet the protagonist in his book.

Unfortunately, according to Wu Chunyang's introduction, Zuo Chong was injured in the last attack and was still in secret nutritional injuries, so he could only be sent here to carry out the mission.

After hearing this, Zhaozi felt a little regretful, so he turned to ask about the other party's purpose of coming here. No matter what angle he was from, he was willing to help Wu Chunyang and others.

"Rewrite!" Wu Chunyang said two words.

“Rewrite?”

"Yes, you heard it right."

Wu Chunyang's eyes were firm and he expressed his request: "Our world was born in your novel, but it was forked at a certain node.

I hope you can use words to stop... being assassinated, avoid... being completely destroyed, and bring the world line back on track."

"No problem, I have no choice but to pay attention, can this be useful?"

Zhaozi immediately replied, but suspected that no matter how he did it, he was doing useless work and could not recover the decline of that world.

Wu Chunyang said seriously: "I am a soldier. Even if I only have a glimmer of hope, I should do my best. Besides, this is the order of the deputy poster, and I must implement it."

Well, it was indeed his character of "Wu Chunyang", who was both wise and brave, and was loyal to his superiors, and was a pure soldier.

Zhaozi smiled helplessly, but soon thought of something, his expression changed drastically, and he urgently reminded Wu Chunyang.

"You said that the Japanese also got the secret of the world axis. Will they come to this world too? If so, will my relatives be in danger?"

"Don't worry, we have made complete preparations and someone will protect them." Wu Chunyang signaled him not to be nervous and turned his eyes out the window.

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Building 24, Community B, City H, three short and strong men who followed the fat old man here walked into one of the unit doors and moved quickly towards the second floor, putting their right hands on their waists.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! When you walk to the corner of the stairs, the three of them bumped into a tall man with their heads down. The three of them immediately took their hands back and pretended to be nothing happened and passed by him.

Because the stairs were too narrow, the tall man politely gave way, but when the second person passed by him, a sudden change occurred.

The man suddenly raised his left hand and smashed the short and strong man in the middle with his bone-permeable fist.

The other party had only had time to let out a muffled groan, then covered his throat and rolled his eyes, collapsed on the ground, and lost the ability to resist.

The other two didn't know that they had encountered an enemy, so they both touched their waists and prepared to pull out their weapons. Even if the gunshot would attract pursuit, they couldn't think too much about it at this time.

However, the tall man's movements were too fast, and he didn't give them any time to react after hitting the attack. He wisted a light on the third person's neck with a ray of light on his right hand, and kicked the first person's leg joint at the same time.

In just a blink of an eye, the third person fell to the ground and died. The corridor was filled with blood spurted everywhere. The first person was not much better. He staggered and missed the best opportunity to draw his gun.

The man had a cold expression and flew towards the last target. The dagger in his hand penetrated deeply into the junction of the back of the head and neck of the other party, instantly cutting off the target's nerve center.

Five minutes later, police cars flashed into Community B. The fat old man stood by the roadside and turned around and left calmly. His facial expression looked extremely sinister under the reflection of the street lights.

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"The standard military fighting technique is that there is only one murderer, which is very experienced. He is killed with one blow. The three dead have traces of special training, but they can't even pull out their guns.

No matter who this guy is, he must be a master of action and has great strength. The hardness of his spine is almost half that of steel, which is not so easy to penetrate.

In addition, the figure of the deceased is highly similar to the characteristics of the murderers in Shanghai. The M1911 they carried was a military model decades ago, and this gun could be used as a museum.

In short, there should be a third party involved. This person has a hostile relationship with the deceased, and the targets are all oats. This case is interesting."

After watching the corridor scene, the middle-aged man from Department A gave his own speculation and sighed.

He has been fighting on the front line of anti-espionage for many years and has not seen such "antique guns" and such retro action techniques for many years. The murderer successfully aroused his interest.

Unlike the calmness of middle-aged people, Fang Yuejin's face looks ugly now. A gun is a gun, and no matter how old it is, it can kill people.

In a country with good public security, let alone three military standard weapons, or handmade earth guns, they are all earth-shaking cases.

"Where is the parents of 'Zhaozi'?" After a long time, Fang Yuejin asked his subordinates.

According to the information provided by the Breakpoint Group, Zhaozi left a total of two contact addresses, one was the residence where he lived and the other was the residence of his parents.

After rushing from Shanghai to H City, they went to the first place first, but unfortunately no one was found. Zhaozi mysteriously disappeared during the exercise, so they had to come to the second place to prepare to protect Zhaozi's relatives.

As a result, before they arrived, the local police received a call that a murder occurred here. Initially, the three deceased were most likely the three murderers who caused a bloody murder in Shanghai.

What Fang Yuejin is most worried about now is that Zhaozi's relatives fall into the hands of criminals, which will make the situation even more complicated.

Fortunately, the policeman's answer gave him a reassurance. Zhaozi's parents were at home, very safe and had no idea what was happening outside the door.

Based on the above information and clues, the attitude of the third party should be "good intention", at least for Yuzi.

Fang Yuejin and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. Including the staff of the Breakpoint Group, four people had died in this case, so no one could die anymore.

"Go to the security command hall."

Fang Yuejin ordered sternly that the surveillance network of H City is very complete and the traffic of people is smaller than that of Shanghai. No matter whether it is a third party or a murderer, it is impossible for him to escape surveillance.
Chapter completed!