spy cloud

In the dark night, Zhang Lu had one arm around Zhang Tianhao's neck, and her other hand had almost nowhere to put.

After all, she had been hugged three times by the man in front of her tonight, and each time she had a different feeling, and her heart was even beating like a deer.

"Hoohoo!"

When she came back to her senses again, she felt that the wind around her seemed to have become much stronger, like a force eight or nine wind, blowing past her ears.

There were even bursts of whistling sounds. If she hadn't been unable to see clearly what was happening around her at night, she would have been so frightened that her teeth would have almost fallen out.

After all, Zhang Tianhao was too fast. Even if he was holding her, his running speed on the street would not be less than 60 miles per hour.

Even though she just saw a street light not far away, it immediately disappeared, leaving only darkness.

It was unknown how long it had passed before Zhang Lu saw a light not far ahead. She didn’t even know how Zhang Tianhao got here.

"Master, this is..."

"They are just a few damned people. You stay here. I'll go in for a few minutes!"

Zhang Tianhao looked at the four big words "Ping An Warehouse" written on the door and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lao Ding sold the entire Ping An Warehouse, but as he had no one to trade with and didn't even have time to contact the other party, all the goods from the past month and a half were gathered together and not delivered at all.

Even if someone surrendered, it still had no effect.

The key information of the entire transport team is all known by the transport team leader, and no one else knows it. Moreover, every time the transport team conducts a transaction, the next transaction location and code must be reset.

This is also the rule set by Zhang Tianhao when he was in control of the entire underground party. After all, this is safety. Who knows if this transaction will be known to others next time? The consequences will be too serious.

The one who truly controls the overall situation is always only him, the secretary. Others do their own things and do not affect each other. After all, the things that are done by specific people must be done by specific people.

Zhang Tianhao stood under the street light, looking at the billboard above, then looked at the warehouse door that had been closed long ago, and a sneer flashed across his eyes.

His mental power scanned the surroundings slightly, even a thousand meters or so, he scanned carefully, and finally he turned his gaze to the six traitors in the warehouse.

Or he was a running dog of the Japanese. If he had not discovered it early, Zhang Lu and more comrades might have been discovered and arrested.

I felt that the six people inside were still lying there, sleeping soundly, not worried at all that someone would discover them or break in.

"Really!"

Zhang Tianhao placed his hands on the door, and then with a movement of his mental power, the bolt inside the door disappeared out of thin air, as if it was about to open, welcoming people to enter at any time.

He pushed the door gently and it opened directly. A cold air poured in through the door. After all, such cold weather was rare.

After entering, Zhang Tianhao did not delay at all. He walked straight over and started to clean up the six people. It didn't matter whether they were spies or traitors.

Eight pistols, about two hundred rounds of bullets, and some money. It wasn't much, but it was enough for a family of four to use for three months.

When I walked to the shelves, it seemed that there were a lot of goods here, including food, groceries, etc., filling up the entire warehouse.

These were not a problem for Zhang Tianhao. There was plenty of space in his space anyway. He just walked over and collected them into his space according to their categories.

And now, all that was left in the entire warehouse were corpses, a few tables, and useless garbage. Even the shelves had been taken away by Zhang Tianhao.

Now if a mouse comes, it will probably leave in tears.

After all, this place is too poor now, so poor that even they are unwilling to come.

Looking at the six corpses, a table, two makeshift beds, and a few stools around him, Zhang Tianhao shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, everything disappeared, even the corpse, the table, and the bed.

He then turned on the light and scanned the entire warehouse carefully, then nodded with satisfaction. With a slight movement of his mental power, a large amount of dust in the space appeared directly in front of him, and then he waved his hand, and a large amount of dust also fell around the warehouse.

He also retreated to the door, and another pile of dust appeared. He waved his hand hard again, and a large amount of dust fell into the house again.

In this case, it looks like the entire warehouse has been empty for at least a long time.

As for where the person went, no one knew. Anyway, the disguise had been done, and the next thing to do was to see how the fat man would react.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the street light at the door. The entire light bulb exploded, leaving only darkness.

Zhang Lu on the other side was also slightly stunned when she saw Zhang Tianhao's actions.

But she still stuck to her bottom line of not making any sound. She stayed at the door, four or five meters away from Zhang Tianhao, and watched blankly as Zhang Tianhao did all this.

After Zhang Tianhao finished doing all this, he took out a lock from somewhere and locked the warehouse.

Then he walked to Zhang Lu's side and said softly, "Miss Zhang, I'm going to wrong you again!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Lu also knew that she could do nothing in the darkness, and couldn't even see the road. All she could do was wait there.

Or she may have to wait until tomorrow morning before she can move around.

Now he let Zhang Tianhao hold him and walked in another direction.

However, at this time, she had already felt at ease. After all, three times is the limit. This was already the fourth time she had hugged him, and her psychological endurance was stronger.

"By the way, Miss Zhang, what are you going to do next?"

"Can I still go back to acting as your cover?"

Zhang Lu asked in a low voice, but knew that the possibility was not great.

"Impossible. There is no way that old fat guy will let you go. He will probably investigate me. So, you have to decide tonight. Where are you going to go?"

"Can you take me away?"

"Of course, what else do you think?"

"Well, I'm going to join the guerrillas. I don't want to leave Shanghai now."

"That's fine, but you may not be able to adapt to the difficulties of guerrilla warfare. Also, you are lacking in many aspects. How about I recommend that you go to Yan'an to study for a while and train yourself there!"

"Here, okay?"

Zhang Lu said in a low voice, not knowing whether she was happy or disappointed.

"Is there no way to work around you?"

"Yes, but you may have to keep your identity secret. How about this, I will give you a secretary position in my factory, but you have to put on makeup and change your image so that you can adapt better."

"Okay, this is good!"

Listening to Zhang Lu's slightly excited voice, Zhang Tianhao was speechless. He really didn't understand. It would be so nice to go to Yan'an, but she had to stay by his side. Isn't this torture!

But Zhang Tianhao had no other choice. After all, this was the choice he made. Even if it was wrong, he could only accept it.

"Then you should be careful about your identity in the future!"

"Yes!" (End of this chapter)