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Chapter 668 Gui Youguang's Highlight Moment
Time went back to ten seconds ago.

Gui Youguang smashed the wooden window of the target Yang Changqing's bedroom with an elbow, and other members of the operation team immediately dropped three flash bombs to suppress possible resistance in the house, and the cooperation was very tacit.

As the flash bomb collided with the ground and made a clang, they put their shoulders on each other and lowered their heads, and the second after the explosion sounded, they suddenly raised their heads and leaped into the room while leaning on the window sill.

"search."

After landing, Gui Youguang let out a loud roar, glanced at the room through the afterglow of the flash bomb, and found that it was actually an outer room with a person lying on the bed by the wall, and the target bed was in the inner room.

This made his heart sink. The more obstacles and the farther the distance, the worse the effect of the flash bomb, but it would be too late to say anything, and they could only use speed to make up for the lack of intelligence.

The secret agents also knew this, and rushed to the back room one by one without thinking about their own safety. As long as they got close to the target, they were confident that they could control Yang Changqing within a few seconds, even if the opponent had a gun.

During the march, Gui Youguang pointed the Thomson in his hand at the unknown person on the outer bed and was about to shoot. No matter who the person was or whether he was in danger, it was safest to die in this situation.

But the moment he pulled the trigger, the person on the bed suddenly threw the quilt into the air, blocking the observation of the spies, and at the same time jumped up and jumped over.

"Walk."

In the face of the attack, Gui Youguang said a word, ordered his men to arrest people, and fired without hesitation. The 11.43mm high-power pistol bullets flew out of the gun chamber and passed through the quilt, bringing up a ball of cotton wool.

He is not a fool, no matter how sharp his fighting skills are in close combat, he is no match for modern weapons. Otherwise, why would he invent pistols and submachine guns, and hand-to-hand combat is only a last resort.

"Da da da"

Thomson's actual rate of fire was as high as 700 rounds per minute. It took only 30 seconds for the 2.5 rounds in the magazine to be fired, and the golden shells flowed all over the ground in an instant.

This process sounds slow, but in the blink of an eye, the outer bed is less than 5 meters away from where Gui Youguang is standing, and it only takes 2 to 3 seconds for an adult to run at full strength.

So he didn't reload the ammunition after the bullets were fired, but swung the submachine gun directly behind him, took out the dagger from his waist, and left his original position to prepare for close combat.

He thought clearly, this person was able to watch the night outside the target's house, and his skills were so good, he must be Yang Changqing's confidant bodyguard. He didn't choose to shoot just now, obviously because he didn't have any firearms around him.

This is easy to understand, unless the identity of the cover permits, performing tasks or preparing to evacuate, hidden intelligence personnel will not carry weapons with them in their lives, which will easily lead to exposure.

More importantly, although guns were rampant in the Republic of China, the question is what kind of place this is. It is the capital. It is not surprising that a businessman has a bodyguard, but a bodyguard with a gun is too conspicuous.

How could the other party protect Yang Changqing without a gun? Any fool would know that it was a cold weapon, and it would be too late to reload. Now, daggers are more practical than guns.

Just as Gui Youguang thought, he left with his front feet, and a cold light swept over his back feet. If he didn't leave, he would have been disemboweled by someone at this moment. The enemy is definitely a master of action.

Coming and going is not indecent, he kicked forward, held the dagger upwards, and swiped a few times at the places where people might be standing around Hanguang, and then there were several metal collision sounds.

"Clang clang. clang."

A few sparks lit up in the darkness, and within a second, Gui Youguang and Yang Changqing's bodyguards fought three times, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Touching the torn coat on his lower abdomen, he calmly listened to the movement in the room with his ears sideways, excluding the noise of the inner room, a heavy breathing sound appeared not far in front of him.

The opponent was injured, and a thought came to Gui Youguang's mind, what to do at this time, of course, to take advantage of his illness to kill him, he moved his shoulder close to the enemy and swung the dagger from top to bottom.

This action is very vicious, the purpose is to attack the throat or the head and other vital points, and strive to eliminate the enemy's combat power as quickly as possible. It is a cold weapon fighting technique commonly used in the army.

However, Yang Changqing's bodyguard was not a vegetarian either. Feeling the whistling sound from above his head, he subconsciously raised his dagger to block the position of his temple, and the weapons of both sides collided again.

"clang"

Gui Youguang's moves are old, logically he should retreat and prepare for the next attack, but that's not in his character, he unexpectedly took another step forward, pressing down the dagger forcefully with his right hand.

The other party didn't expect him to do this, and his body shook unexpectedly, and the two daggers made a teeth-piercing rubbing sound, and the sharp blades would stop at the man's neck.

Before Yang Changqing's bodyguard could breathe a sigh of relief, the unreasonable Gui Youguang twisted his body, raised his left arm, and ran towards the opponent's throat soundlessly with his hard elbow.

Just at this time, the spy in the back room shouted the word control, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Since the target has been captured, there is no need for him to play with this guy anymore, it can be over.

"Crack."

The crisp sound of bone shattering resounded in the quiet room, a tall body crashed to the ground, the dust on the ground was stirred up, drifted out of the shattered window with the wind, and slowly flew into the air.

Gui Youguang observed for a few seconds, retracted the dagger and inserted it into the scabbard, then pulled out the spare pistol and fired two shots at the corpse, one to the head and the other to the chest, to ensure that the enemy was completely dead.

Until this time, he had time to look at the other person's appearance, took out the flashlight and lit it up, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, it was indeed Yang Changqing's driver and bodyguard Ada.

is a master

Too bad it was the wrong person.

Feeling sorry for his opponent, he stepped into the back room, revealing his identity as he walked. The secret agents put down their weapons when they heard that the team leader was coming, and someone turned on the light.

Raising his hand to cover the glare of the light, Gui Youguang saw two people lying on the ground, a man and a woman. He walked up to the man and pulled his hair to look, only to see Yang Changqing was gagged and kept whimpering.

The man is Yang Changqing, and the woman is the wife of the other party. Most of the goals of this operation have been completed. The rest of the Yang family members are in charge of the support staff, and there is no need for the action team to do anything else.

"Bring it back, cover."

Gui Youguang let go of his hand and said to his subordinates that he must be on high alert before sending the person to the detention center. No one knows whether the other party has left behind, and he must leave this place as soon as possible.

When the members of the action team heard the order, they immediately stood up and set up the two targets. The rest of them automatically dispersed to take charge of the guard. The group quickly returned to the wall where they came in.

Prisoner training is the training focus of the Secret Service. The secret agents climbed up the wall with ease, and with the help of their colleagues, they sent Yang Changqing and his wife outside the wall. So far, their mission has successfully ended.

"Woo~~~~~~"

The wailing sound of the police cars of the Jinling Police Department stopped in the distance, but they did not approach the scene, perhaps because they were blocked by the surrounding blockade personnel, or because they were planning to come here to wash the ground after the fighting was over.

In short, this group of trash has never let people down before. Zuo Zhong in the monitoring point laughed and told Gu Qi about his evaluation, and Gu Qi immediately burst out laughing.

"Deputy Director, what you said is very apt. In terms of life preservation, the Police Department, Xu Enzeng and the Secret Service Headquarters can be regarded as brilliant for a while, but they don't know that sometimes the more afraid of death, the faster they die."

"Well, that's a good word."

As Zuo Zhong said, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the window of the monitoring point, and the hot summer breeze of Jinling was blowing head-on. A group of spies from outside rushed into Yang's mansion like wolves and tigers, followed by screams.

In the chaos, he saw the action team escorting two people wearing hoods into the car and driving away, so he slowly turned around and looked at Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong who stood standing aside.

"Yang Changqing's employees and related persons will be handed over to you. I will arrest all of them and bring them back to my office. I will investigate them one by one. If there are any problems, they will be detained directly. Don't let go of any doubts."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Qi again: "Let's go, the two of us went back to the office, Gui Youguang brought him back, Chunyang should have gained something, we must hurry up and start the interrogation, time is not waiting."

"Yes, Deputy Director."

Gu Qi nodded and followed quickly. Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong can do the rest of the work. They are a deputy director and an intelligence section chief. There is no need to leave this to increase the pressure on the subordinates.

Half an hour later, the two rushed back to Honggong Temple. The Secret Service was very lively. Prison cars drove into the compound one after another, and a large number of suspects were dragged out of the cars by the secret agents.

Due to the shortage of manpower, the on-duty personnel from the General Affairs Division and the Telecommunications Division also consciously went downstairs to help. It had been a long time since Jiadi had been so lively, and everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement.

Looks like it's a big case this time.

The big case is good, the bigger the better.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains depends on the water to drink water, and only when there are cases can there be good fortune, and only when there are cases can there be meritorious service. Only on the little military salary of the hair, it is impossible to survive in Jinling where prices are rising three times a day.

In the nearby parking lot, Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin were counting the number of people involved. Seeing Zuo Zhong's special car approaching, Wu Chunyang opened the back door of the car and gave a courtesy report.

"Deputy Director, all the suspicious officials involved in the death of 15 officials were brought back. There was no exchange of fire during the period. I handed over the scene to the police department to take care of it, and I will conduct an investigation later."

"Well, pay attention to the other party taking the sheep."

Zuo Zhong got out of the car and said that he didn't believe in the integrity of Bai Wenzhi's subordinates. To be precise, he didn't think the other party had any integrity, so he had to ring the other party's alarm bell from time to time.

"Don't worry, the entrances and exits are sealed and marked. If they dare to open them without authorization, they will leave traces. How should the interrogation work be carried out?" Wu Chunyang asked for instructions with a slight bow.

"Don't worry, let this group of pampered officials calm down first, and the confession can be postponed. The three of you will follow me to interrogate Yang Changqing immediately, and see what the big boss will say."

A trace of worry flashed across Zuo Chong's brows, and he added: "The identity of this person is not simple. There must be many external interference factors. In order to avoid long nights and more dreams, the case must be opened as soon as possible."

Gu Qi, Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin understood what he meant. In the Republic of China, they could not get rich without official support. The backstage behind Yang Changqing knew that the other party had been arrested, so they would definitely come forward to find people.

One or two is fine, but if there is a group of people, then the secret service will be under a lot of pressure. Thinking of this, the three of them unconsciously quickened their steps and strode towards the detention center.

(End of this chapter)