Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 319 Zhang Anping: Is it still too late for me to kneel on the washboard now? (Down)
The underground secret room of the stronghold.

Zhang Anping threw the sack he was carrying with one hand on the ground, squatted down and broke the rope tied to the mouth of the sack, and then lifted Wang Suizhou out of the sack with one hand.

Cai Jierong was very reliable in his work. Wang Suizhou, who fainted, had a rag stuffed in his mouth and a rope tied around his mouth. After Zhang Anping untied the rope and took out the rag, he scooped up a ladle of water and poured it directly on Wang Suizhou's face.

After the cold water was poured on him, Wang Suizhou woke up quietly and looked at the surroundings with a blank expression. It took a few seconds for his consciousness to come back from the expectation of having sex with his beloved wife.

Military rule?

Military rule!

Only military commanders would kidnap themselves, right?
After realizing this, Wang Suizhou immediately shouted:

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to be your undercover!"

Zhang Anping looked at Wang Suizhou coldly and did not respond. Instead, he began to take off the disguise on his face.

Wang Suizhou didn't understand what the person in front of him was doing, but his survival instinct made him start to introduce his "value":
"I have never captured the military commander's grandfather before!"

"Sir, I still have a certain status in No. 76. I am willing to abandon the dark side and serve the country..."

"Sir, I have access to..."

Wang Suizhou continued to talk about his own value. It was not until Zhang Anping took off most of the disguise on his face that he suddenly stopped talking with a look of astonishment. His eyes were wide open and his face was filled with disbelief.

"Lord, Lord, Director?!"

Zhang Anping? !

Wang Suizhou was frightened. Isn't Zhang Anping dead?
His Qiqi has passed!
A fake corpse?
Zhang Anping looked at Wang Suizhou in silence. The murderous intention that had been suppressed for a long time began to revive from slow to extremely fast. In less than ten seconds, the temperature of the entire basement seemed to have dropped to below zero.

Wang Suizhou felt a bone-chilling chill, swallowed his saliva and pretended to be surprised: "Director, you are not dead, that's great! The days when you were away..."

Before he could say anything, he knelt down and suddenly pounced on Zhang Anping, but was kicked aside by Zhang Anping.

He hit the wall hard and fell to the ground. Wang Suizhou lay on the ground and raised his head, saying with a look of death:
"You are from the military command!"

"The director of No. 76 is actually from the military command!"

Wang Suizhou said to himself in an unbelievable tone: "It's too deep, it's hidden too deep!"

"No wonder No. 76 has never taken advantage of the military commander."

"Zhang Anping, you, why are you targeting me?"

From the moment Zhang Anping revealed his true face, Wang Suizhou realized that he was hopeless - as an agent, even though he was not very professional, but if he saw such an important secret, how could the military commander let him survive?

But Wang Suizhou didn't understand that with Zhang Anping's resume as director of No. 76, he must have a high status in the military command. After Zhang Shihao's death, even if Zhang Anping was eager to produce results, he shouldn't focus on a little shrimp like himself!

Zhang Anping looked at Wang Suizhou coldly:
"Don't you know what you did?"

Zhang Anping slowly squatted in front of Wang Suizhou and patted his cheek:

"I'll give you a chance. If you beat me, you can walk out of here."

"You can't beat me, you..."

"Just stay here forever!"

As soon as Zhang Anping finished speaking, Wang Suizhou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped towards him. Zhang Anping knocked him away with a knee.

"continue!"

……

Five minutes later, Wang Suizhou, who had tried more than twenty times, was completely desperate. With countless broken bones in his body, he looked at Zhang Anping in despair:
"Give me, give me a good time, please, please..."

In fact, he knew from the beginning that he could not get out, but a drowning person would grab a straw and want to give it a try, let alone Wang Suizhou.

But Zhang Anping struck cruelly and murderously again and again, and finally Wang Suizhou's hope was completely extinguished.

There is no hope.

But he didn't understand why he was treated like this!

Zhang Anping looked at the miserable Wang Suizhou expressionlessly, and repeated his old trick of selling his back to him, but this time Wang Suizhou did not attack - in the previous five minutes, Zhang Anping sold him his back again and again to give him hope. , but every time he took a shot, he was ruthlessly knocked down.

He really has enough!
Zhang Anping sighed with disappointment, turned around and looked at Wang Suizhou:
"I actually don't like killing people and killing people."

"But some people, if they don't kill people and punish their own hearts, it's really..."

"Yi! Difficult! Flat!"

Zhang Anping slowly squatted down again.

click
The sound of bones breaking was heard.

Wang Suizhou, who had been tortured by countless severe pains, roared angrily after howling miserably:

"Why do you do this to me!"

"why?"

Zhang Anping's expression became distorted for the first time:

"You ask me why?!"

click
After breaking off Wang Suizhou's right leg, Zhang Anping gritted his teeth and roared:

"You dare ask me why?!"

"You actually asked me why?"

Zhang Anping started to torture like a madman.

The overwhelming anger had been suppressed for so long that when it exploded, Zhang Anping, who had always been rational, was blinded by hatred.

Wang Suizhou seemed to be in the eighteenth level of hell.

"why?"

"Why, why, why..."

"for……"

He kept repeating this question - it was true that he was a traitor, but he felt that he had never done anything that would be outraged by both humans and gods!
The most, the most I can do is to insult your wife!
Wang Suizhou was tortured by severe pain again and again. With only a hint of clarity, he felt that the pain was moving towards his descendants. He was frightened. He really didn't want to try that kind of severe pain. He tried his best but could only whisper. Whisper:

"Zhang Anping, I, I'm bastardizing your ancestors!"

"What the hell did I do!"

"I am XO and your wife still digs up your ancestral graves!"

"Why!"

"Zhang Anping, director, please give me a good time!"

Zhang Anping, whose eyes were bloodshot, was stunned on the spot.

After a pause, he grabbed Wang Suizhou's hair and stopped less than half a foot away from him with blood-red eyes:
"What did you say?!"

……

Wang Suizhou died.

Zhang Anping broke his neck and died - until his death, he didn't know why he suffered such torture.

Or maybe he should be rejoicing when he died. In despair, he angrily said that what he regretted most was not having sex with his wife - and then his neck was broken by Zhang Anping.

Zhang Anping dragged the sack out of the secret room.

The blood redness in his eyes had faded, and he had only one thought at this time:
[Wen Wei ah Wen Wei, Wen Wei ah Wen Wei, Wen Wei ah Wen Wei...]

The sack was thrown into the garden. Zhang Anping called four members of the Rangers and asked them to bury the sack.

At this time, he was very clear. Wang Suizhou's body could not be seen by others because it was too tragic - he had broken countless bones of the opponent with his bare hands. Once the body was seen, his hidden strength would be exposed.

So he supervised the four people burying the sacks and sent the four people away. Then he assassinated a wandering Japanese soldier on the street, took him back to the stronghold with great pains, dug the pit for the burial, and swapped the bodies. Later, Wang Suizhou's body was buried in the backyard.

[Wen Wei, Wen Wei, Wen Wei, Wen Wei...]

During this period, Zhang Anping kept thinking about it.

After doing all this, it was already past three o'clock. Regardless of the depth of the night, he picked up three bottles of liquor and planned to find Wen Wei to "soak off his sorrows."

During this period of time, Zhang Anping, who forced himself to stay rational, did not dare to let his mind idle for a second.

He hates himself.

I wish I could stab myself three times and six times.

But who would have thought that in the end, this would turn out to be... an own mistake!
The source of this oolong is the "cultural traitor" the editor-in-chief of Wen University.

As Wen Wei's superior, Zhang Anping naturally cannot torment Wen Wei for personal gain.

But when he thought about how his days had been like years during this period, and when he thought about his misunderstanding of Zeng Moyi, Zhang Anping felt itching with hatred.

After much deliberation, he decided to let Wen Wei get drunk and rest. Well, you can rest after getting drunk.

……

Wen Weiwei was frightened and woke up in the middle of the night.

He opened his eyes drowsily, and less than two feet away from his eyes, a huge head with a pair of "dead fish" eyes stared at him...

Although there was no image of Chu Renmei at this time, this suffocating fear almost scared Wen Wei to the point of peeing!

Fortunately, Zhang Anping was prepared, covered Wen Wei's mouth, and finally "explained" clearly.

"Sorry, I scared you. Have a drink of wine to calm down."

Wen Wei was stunned and was given a glass of white wine.

"I'm not dead. Is that a good thing? Is it worth a drink?"

Wen Wei nodded blankly.

He really thought Zhang Anping was dead, but to his surprise...he was actually not dead!
Definitely worth a drink!
"Thanks to you for taking care of Mo Yi during this time, drink this glass of wine as my thanks."

Wen Wei drank another drink with his head covered.

After three glasses of wine, nearly a pound of white wine was consumed. The effects of the alcohol began to take effect. Wen Wei's head was already a little dizzy, but he still felt something strange - in the middle of the night, the boss of the Shanghai District of the Military Command was specifically trying to make him drink?

This...isn't right!

"District Chief, you..."

Zhang Anping interrupted Wen Wei: "Old Wen, as an intelligence officer, the authenticity of intelligence is very important!"

"You made a big mistake. I don't want to punish you. After drinking this glass of wine, I will tell you where you went wrong!"

Wen Wei is sluggish, did I make a mistake?
Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, he drank nearly three ounces of the glass handed to him by Zhang Anping in one gulp.

"District Chief, what mistake did I make?"

"Wang Suizhou is dead."

"I killed it myself."

Zhang Anping said slowly: "He wants to bully Mo Yi, but Mo Yi has already planned it. How can he succeed?"

After burying Wang Suizhou, Zhang Anping sorted things out again and realized that it was entirely because of his care that he caused chaos!
Zeng Moyi's rank is not low, she is a top agent who can get the latent list under her cousin's nose!

How could he be easily bullied by a low-ranking Wang Suizhou!

As soon as he reviewed the trading, he realized Zeng Moyi's plan. While scolding himself for being a fool, he also chanted Wen Wei's name several times...

Wen Wei's head was a little numb at this time, and he thought for a while before he understood the meaning of this sentence.

Although his consciousness was almost dominated by alcohol, he still realized what Zhang Anping meant.

【me……】

Wen Wei looked at Zhang Anping blankly, and finally understood why he was being drunk.

"I drink!"

Wen Wei was also a man enough, so he decisively continued to drink the glass of wine.

Five glasses of wine were almost a pound and a half, and he drank them in this way. As soon as he drank it, Wen Wei lay down directly.

Zhang Anping glanced at Wen Wei leisurely, "It's okay, I know how to pretend to be drunk."

But are you sure you're not drunk?

Wen Wei was broken. He drank a pound and a half in less than five minutes. Unless he was the god of wine, most people would have to lie down. He could think of pretending to be drunk.

He stayed drunk for more than ten hours, and it was not until the afternoon that he woke up in a daze.

My whole body felt terribly uncomfortable, my head hurt, and my whole body felt as if it had been tortured by the train over and over again.

He thought about his pre-drunk memories.

"This wine..."

"hiss……"

After Wen Wei secretly blamed himself for a while, he got out of bed dizzily and moved to the bathroom with difficulty. After a burst of release, the exploding bladder was finally relieved.

After leaning against the wall to relax for a while, Wen Wei wanted to wash his face with cold water to wake up. He moved to the sink and took a look in the mirror. Editor Wen Wei was so frightened that he couldn't help but scream.

What the hell!

Looking at the sausage mouth of the Choubi in the mirror, Wen Wei shivered and reached out to touch his own mouth. As a result, the Choubi in the mirror actually imitated him and touched his mouth.

What the hell!

Is this ugly person actually me? !

Wen Weijue collapsed, now... I'm afraid he won't be able to see anyone anymore!

[Ouzuo, Ouzu, you...]

Wen Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry after reacting.

……

This was another sleepless night for Zeng Moyi.

At the end of June, she was devastated by bad news once.

That time, she quickly realized after despair that her husband and comrade had definitely faked their death!
She dressed herself up as a desperate widow according to the meaning revealed in Zhang Anping's silent plan.

Having lost her husband's protection and living as a widow, she encountered surveillance and experienced the malice of unscrupulous people.

Before, she had Zhang Anping to take care of everything, but now, she can only handle it by herself!

Fortunately, she got involved and used the bad guys' malicious intentions to get the Japanese to cancel the monitoring.

At that time, Zeng Moyi said in her heart:

[Anping, don’t worry, I won’t hold you back. 】

But everything changed in the past few days.

Zhang Shihao was stabbed to death!
Facing the news all over the world, Zeng Moyi didn’t believe it!
Her husband was omnipotent. No matter how bad the situation was, it was not difficult for him. How could he be assassinated by the Japanese? !
But as the truth spread, Zeng Moyi's determination was shattered.

The husband’s layout is intertwined!

But the British's intrusion is really unimaginable, and the Japanese's shamelessness is even more unimaginable.

and so……

The husband... was really stabbed to death?

Zeng Moyi, who was staying at a colleague's house, once again experienced the collapse of the earth at the end of June.

However, that time she reacted quickly, but this time, the earth shattering still enveloped her!
But she didn't dare to grieve all the time because she was staying at a colleague's house.

It was clear that her world had almost collapsed, but she could only occasionally show a little sadness.

The only free time is the dark night when no one cares about her. She can stay sleepless night after night, thinking about the past over and over again.

The one who changed his identity from an enemy to a comrade when he first arrived in Shanghai;

The comrade who insists on sleeping on the floor;
The comrade who made her laugh from time to time;

The husband who accepted himself and acted like a housewife...

She thought about it over and over again, but she didn't dare to cry loudly. She could only keep her eyes open night after night, and she had to deal with her colleagues during the day.

It's daytime again.

After her colleagues greeted her, they went to work, leaving Zeng Moyi alone.

Zeng Moyi sat blankly by the window again, numbly watching the people coming and going on the street.

Until...the door was pushed open.

Did she get off work in the afternoon?

Zeng Moyi forced herself to stand up.

There was a strange man standing at the door.

The man was smiling humbly, and this smile made Zeng Moyi feel in a trance.

It looks like him!

The man looked at her and said, "Girl, is it too late for me to kneel down on the washboard now?"

(End of this chapter)