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Chapter 486
Time rewinds to half an hour ago.

In a private house on the north side of Zhongshan North Road, Meng Ting walked into the main room with a large bowl of glutinous rice balls, and shouted: "Come on, here are the glutinous rice balls. Everyone, take the bowls and chopsticks and serve them yourself. It won't taste good when it gets cold." .”

The spies, who were shivering from the winter rain, their eyes lit up when they heard this, and they hurriedly surrounded them, scooping up glutinous rice balls in a hurry with various tools, not forgetting to praise them.

"Oh, it's good to eat glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice."

"Yes, a good sign."

"Thank you, Chief Meng."

Originally, these people were a little unhappy when they were sent to the outskirts of the execution ground, but now that they think about it, it’s better than freezing in the wild with no wind or rain, and hot glutinous rice balls to eat.

Meng Ting watched them gobble up, with a strange smile on his face: "It's okay, they are all my brothers, you eat slowly, there is not enough in the pot, enough for everyone to eat."

The spies nodded with a smirk. This Section Chief Meng is really good, if nothing else. Those two Section Chiefs in the past only knew about letting them kill and set fires, but they didn't know the warmth and coldness of people's hearts.

As for whether this is a violation of discipline, it's a joke, when did Secret Service Headquarters become disciplined?

Everyone was eating, Meng Ting was like a kind old mother, watching the spies wiped all the glutinous rice balls with his own eyes, and there was not even a mouthful of soup left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, estimated the time when the sleeping pills would take effect, and walked out of the main room to find a place to hide. Sleeping pills are not poison, and it takes time to completely lose consciousness.

In case someone finds that something is wrong and it is too dangerous to stay in the room, it is safer to leave temporarily. There is no need to die with these dead ghosts, and I still have to go to Hong Kong City to enjoy life.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he heard the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering in the main room. spy.

"Hehe, a bunch of idiots."

He smiled contemptuously, turned around and walked outside the courtyard, and waved his handkerchief in a certain direction. This was a signal to the British. According to the plan agreed by the two parties, the other party should have been in place.

Sure enough, not long after, a person stood up behind the dirt slope in the distance. He was one of the Chinese detachment, and the other person approached slowly with a Thomson in his hand, with his finger on the trigger all the time.

When he came to him, the person tilted his head and glanced at the courtyard, and said in a low voice, "I need to go in and check. There are many people targeting you now. You'd better not move while you stand here, understand."

"No problem." Meng Ting nodded slowly, tense all over his body. He knew very well that the British never believed in him. Maybe they would let down their vigilance only when they arrived in Hong Kong safely.

The other party stared into his eyes, seeing that he didn't avoid his gaze at all, so he raised his gun and entered the small courtyard in a fighting posture. A few minutes later, a person came out of the courtyard covered in blood and made a gesture.

Seeing the signal from their own people, the Chinese detachment members rushed out of various bunkers and quickly approached the yard, automatically occupying key positions such as corners and began to guard. It is indeed an elite division.

And Danny Qin carried the Thomson submachine gun on his shoulder, looked at the men who entered the hospital for inspection, and asked, "Zhang, is everything resolved? Is the number of people in line? There can be no problems behind us."

Zhang in his mouth wiped a bloody dagger back and forth on his trousers and inserted it back into the scabbard. He replied with a smirk, "It's all settled. The number of people is the same as the information provided by Mr. Meng."

"Mr. Meng, thank you for your cooperation."

Danny Qin looked at Meng Ting with satisfaction after hearing his subordinate's answer: "After the mission is completed, you leave this country with us, I think you will like Hong Kong City very much, Mr. Inspector in the future.

We are all Chinese, and we must learn to cooperate and unite under the hands of the British, otherwise we will be eaten by ghosts to the bone. I will introduce you to some energetic friends when I have the opportunity. "

To be honest, he was a little jealous of this lucky guy. The inspector held real power. As a fellow of the same family, he must be very popular with the Chinese gang members and those big businessmen for this position.

This means a lot of wealth. My little sergeant can't compare with others. Why don't I build a good relationship now. With such a fortune, I might be able to use it in the future.

After hearing this, Meng Ting was flattered and said: "Then I would like to thank Mr. Sergeant. You said that Meng understands that as long as the Chinese people think in one direction and use their efforts in one direction, the British will face up to our existence."

Danny Qin laughed, it’s good that the other party understands, what everyone is doing for the British is glory and wealth, but where there are people, there are fights, so it is natural to report to the group to keep warm.

He looked at the time, and gave an order in a deep voice: "Everyone will go to the execution ground in accordance with the formation. This time, no one will be left alive. Complete the retreat as quickly as possible. Mr. Meng will follow my group."

"Yes, Sergeant."

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

Following Dani Qin's order, the 14 Chinese detachments were divided into three groups and moved forward in three directions. Meng Ting followed Dani Qin, and the four quietly went to Zhongshan North Road.

When the British started to move, Xu Enzeng also brought his people to Jiujiaxu. The word Wei, in Chinese, represents the embankment for waterproofing and protecting the fields. A convoy stopped inside the embankment.

"Hurry up and drive those underground gangsters out of the car, let them stand in front of the dam, and execute the execution as soon as the time is up. Who is that, the person in charge of the prison, come here quickly, I have something to ask you."

Xu Enzeng got out of the car and immediately yelled, commanded his spies, and then looked at the staff of Laohuqiao Prison: "How many people you come to Laohuqiao this time, how many people can be shot at one time."

"Report, a total of 10 executioners have come." Bai Wentian, the acting head of the Tiger Bridge Prison Administration Section, replied respectfully, and then he saw Xu Enzeng's big face showing dissatisfaction.

He hurriedly explained, "Director Xu, please forgive me, our firing squad has only 10 people. In order to assist your Ministry's task today, the prison director has postponed all other executions."

The corners of Xu Enzeng's mouth twitched, but he didn't utter the curse words, so he could only snort coldly: "How long will it take to kill ten at a time, so hurry up and finish it within two hours as much as possible."

"Okay, okay."

Bai Wentian bowed his head and walked backwards, walked up to the firing squad and waved his hand vigorously, signaling them to go over immediately and prepare. The more than 400 prisoners would indeed have to be shot for a while.

After receiving the order, the firing squad lined up to the predetermined position with their rifles in their hands, lowered their heads to load bullets, and paid no attention to the underground party members who were driven out of the car. That was the job of the Secret Service Headquarters.

And Bai Wentian looked at groups of underground party prisoners and took a deep breath. He had seen executions, but he had never experienced mass shootings, so his legs felt a little weak.

"What, are you afraid?"

Suddenly, Lao Liu, who was in charge of guarding the prisoners, handed over a cigarette, and said leisurely, "You'd better get used to it early, it's inevitable that you will encounter such things in our line of work, besides, today is just a small scene."

Bai Wentian glanced at the other party, wondering why this guy was so kind today, but after hesitating for a while, he still took the cigarette. The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting people with smiling faces, he had to take the cigarette himself.

He turned his back and lit the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said tremblingly: "Little scene, there are hundreds of people here, what kind of enmity are you talking about, why don't we all live a good life together?"

"Have a good time?"

Old Liu turned his face away with a sneer, and said with some surprise: "When it comes to doctrine and belief, it must be a life-and-death struggle, whether it is the death of the fruit party or the death of the underground party, how to live a good life.

Don't let those secret agents hear what you say, otherwise Section Chief Bai, you will soon be escorted to the execution ground to be shot like these prisoners, even your chief clan brother can't save you. "

Speaking of this, he looked up at the dark clouds in the distance, his eyes filled with memories: "In the 16th year of the Republic of China, there were gunshots everywhere in the streets and alleys, and underground party members were all killed by the roadside.

At that time, I had just entered Tiger Bridge from the army, and was ordered to lead a team to an underground party stronghold. When I arrived, I saw a special agent from the Party Affairs Investigation Section set up a machine gun at the door and killed everyone inside.

There is no trial, no interrogation, soldiers, police, and secret agents have the right to shoot anyone suspicious, the water in the Yangtze River is red, the sky has turned gray, do you know why? "

Hearing such a cruel description from the other party, Bai Wentian swallowed with difficulty. He didn't expect Lao Liu to have such a past.

"I don't know what's going on."

"Because there are too many corpses to bury, they can only be piled up by the river and doused with gasoline and burned. You can smell that smell in Xuanwu Lake. What falls from the sky is not rain, but ashes."

Old Liu took a puff of cigarette, slowly blowing the smoke away, and said coldly: "Don't look at your background, if they really want your life, all they need to say is that you are suspected of being an underground party.

Okay, let's talk about taboos again, Section Chief Bai, be careful, the situation is not quite right today, look at those people in Secret Service Headquarters, they all took out their guns, I think something will happen. "

This sentence startled Bai Wentian, who was about to vomit, and quickly realized that this is the execution ground. What danger can it have? It can only be someone who came to rob the prisoner. Unfortunately, this kind of credit really can't be credited.

Thinking of the meaningful look in his clan brother's eyes, he felt remorseful. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have joined in the fun. They were underground gangsters, and if they met policemen like them, they would kill them as soon as possible.

Bai Wentian looked at Lao Liu pitifully: "Brother Liu, no, brother Liu, brothers were ignorant in the past. If you are in danger, you must save me. Bai will be rewarded handsomely when he returns."

Old Liu didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he made a look at the prison guard who came with him, telling everyone to be vigilant, walked to the back of the car by himself, put his hand on the handle, and prepared to open the trunk.

"Boom~"

Explosion?
The faces of the people present changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)