The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 67 Decisive
After saying these words, He Xiaofeng pursed his lips in an arc. Thinking of what happened on the ship, he nodded slightly and smiled:
"Indeed, these words are not effective for you. Okay, I will let him go.

Having a British businessman here is actually enough.

Let me remind you, this is on the street. Don't move around. If the grenade explodes, many people will die.

You have to give the British Empire some face. "

Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go before I change my mind."

"Looking forward to seeing you next time."

He Xiaofeng chuckled, glanced at the crowd, got into the back seat of the car, grabbed Secretary Xu's hand and let go, then hid in the cushion with a short stature, and then closed the door.

The killing bullet lost all vision, and the original driver took the opportunity to run away.

When the car starts, it’s time to drive.

Wang Yong glared: "Just let him go."

"Of course it's impossible. Listen to me and retreat first."

Zhou Qinghe and his men took the initiative to retreat. This action seemed to be preparing to make way for cars to pass.

Very cooperative and the people in the car were very at ease.

Ten meters later, Zhou Qinghe said, "Hit, blow out all four tires."

"Yes!"

The team members knew that things would not be that simple, and they were all waiting for a turning point, right?Here comes the turning point.

Bullets from twenty guns were shot out rapidly, and the sound of bullets crackling was loud for a while.

Bang bang bang bang, the four tires of the car that had just started bursting one after another. Each tire burst caused the car to sink violently. Every tremor must have brought a different life experience to the people in the car. .

It's a sure thing to be frightened.

When the gunfire stopped, the whole place fell silent.

"Let's go, are you waiting for dinner?"

Wang Yong roared loudly and taunted him.

"Come on, everyone, move back, lest the people inside don't get carried away and get emotional, and make themselves angry if they want to. Let's stay away."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe said this, all the team members stepped back five meters again.

Zhou Qing and himself retreated further behind Qi Wei's car.

All the team members pointed their guns at the rear compartment with stern expressions.

The car's position was unusually quiet, as if it were a dynamite barrel that would explode in silence the next moment.

Passers-by were stunned, the turn of events happened too quickly.

It was quiet for a minute.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet.

To the team members, grenades represent danger, and spies also represent danger, but now there are so many of them surrounding a bastard box that cannot be opened.

What else is dangerous?
What should the people in this car do next?
This scene made me laugh for a moment.

The little tortoise in the box must die in a hurry.

But they still have a problem. He Xiaofeng still has a hostage in his hand. Isn't Section Chief Zhou afraid that the other party will be furious and sound the grenade and die together?

The status of this hostage is really not low.

Just holding the gun and not getting close, the Secret Service could afford to wait, but some people couldn't afford to wait.

The audience at the venue was not kept waiting for too long. The people in the car knew that the longer the time dragged on, the harder it would be to leave.

He Xiaofeng quickly dragged Wu Ziyue, who was supposed to be in the front seat, out of the back seat.

He was still holding a gun in one hand and a mine in the other. The sudden change made his eyes clearly angry: "You dare to tease me? Are you really not afraid that I will kill this hostage! Huh?!"

His answer was a bullet.

There was a gunshot, Wang Yong's gun fired, and a bloody hole appeared in Wu Ziyue's calf.

With a cry of pain, Wu Ziyue's fat body fell sharply.

He Xiaofeng was just pretending to catch Wu Ziyue. After all, Wu Ziyue would cooperate with him, so without even reacting for a moment, Wu Ziyue had already emerged from the creaking nest and got to the ground, holding his legs and wailing.

He was standing alone at the scene, with a grenade in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand.

He Xiaofeng was like a drake whose throat was clamped, his expression was dull.

How dare you?

In fact, not only him, but also the spectators on the roadside were exclaiming. After all, he was a British businessman, and the Secret Service was so stubborn that he took the initiative to injure the British businessman.

When word spreads about this, where will the British face be?
Taking the initiative to harm the hostages is not a good look no matter how you say it!
Zhou Qinghe raised his voice: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you two choices.

One was to detonate the grenade and two people died together. I bear the punishment of killing the British businessman.

The second is to surrender and see if your value is enough for your superiors to find a way to exchange you. Maybe you can survive. "

"Also, don't move your hands, and keep this posture. Otherwise, I will mistakenly think you want to throw. I won't be stingy with bullets. It's not that you have the value of opening your mouth. You are dead now."

"I'll give you ten seconds, ten, nine."

As Zhou Qinghe's countdown sounded, He Xiaofeng's expression gradually turned ferocious. The situation had deteriorated too quickly, leaving no room for change.

His voice came out without his lips moving at all.

"Are you exposed?" He lowered his voice.

"impossible."

"Then how dare he shoot you? You will die if my grenade explodes! He doesn't care about your life or death at all."

"I can't be exposed." Wu Ziyue was lying on the ground holding his legs, enduring the pain and moving his lips slightly: "I haven't even begun to reveal my purpose. Even the target person doesn't know my identity. How could the Secret Service know."

For this reason, He Xiaofeng himself was recognized, and he could understand it. After all, he and Zhou Qinghe knew each other, but how could Wu Ziyue be targeted as well.

He Xiaofeng knew that he had to die today and there was no need to consider this matter.

The more he understands, the more he realizes the horror of torture. The only thing he considers now is whether to save Wu Ziyue.

"Four, three, two"

The countdown gave him no chance to think.

"Your life depends on you." After He Xiaofeng said this, he raised his head suddenly as if he was about to throw a grenade, and pointed the pistol at Zhou Qinghe, wanting to try to shoot.

The bullet arrived as expected.

There was no way he had a chance to shoot.

Zhou Qinghe kept staring at his arm, but when he saw him lifting it, he immediately shouted.

"kill!"

Click, click, click, twenty guns kept aiming, spraying gunfire without hesitation at this moment, the bullets were released, all hitting He Xiaofeng's body, turning his body into a sieve of blood.

riddled with holes!

He Xiaofeng stared, and his body fell backwards without any surprise.

What a shame, Zhou Qinghe couldn't see the corner of his clothes this time and didn't give him any chance.

It's a pity that he didn't know why Zhou Qinghe survived until his death.

The corpse fell to the ground.

The grenade in his hand was thrown away in the direction of the Executive Yuan wall behind him because of the violence with which he raised his hand.

boom!
A violent explosion sounded.

A hole was blown open in the wall, dust flew up, and the air waves rolled up shook Wu Ziyue's body. The falling stones scraped his face and body, making his blood and flesh blurred, and his screams became even louder.

If you can scream loudly, you will not die.
Zhou Qinghe had expected that He Xiaofeng would not survive after holding the thunder in his hand.

He Xiaofeng was not given time to think about it, just to let him hesitate to let Wu Ziyue go. If he could keep his mouth open, life was always worth more than death.

"Pack up."

Zhou Qinghe saw what was going on and let out a breath. After all, he was avenging his drunkenness and settling a worry.

He didn't know about the murders on the ship. He had no way of knowing what He Xiaofeng was thinking.

Forget it, everyone is dead, it doesn't matter.

At that time, he was just a doctor who had returned to China, and he was expected to kill him casually.

If you don't kill, nothing will happen. How can you lose your life today? This is called being mean.

"The Secret Service arrested spies. It's over now. Let's all be over." Wang Yong shouted to the crowd.

The crowd around them was quiet for a moment, and then applauded: "Okay!"

The people's cohesion was strong, and when they heard that the dead ones were evil spies, they applauded without hesitation.

"Take the body back, I'll be useful."

Zhou Qinghe patted Wang Yong on the back, turned around and walked towards Qi Weina.

Let’s put aside the spy matter for now.

Next, it’s time to worry about the red party, which is a big trouble.

The man has fallen into Qi Wei's hands, and the situation is too bad.

At this moment, no one from the operations department has left yet.

The main reason is that the show is so good, and the Red Party members have already been caught, so they don’t panic at all.

"Chief Qi, you have caused a lot of trouble for me. The person is dead and all the clues have been lost."

Zhou Qinghe put the pot on him first.

When Qi Wei saw Zhou Qinghe coming over, he had a slight smile on his face as he spoke.

"I didn't mean to do it. I'll treat you to dinner another day to make amends to you. This time, Section Chief Zhou personally led the team and made new achievements. Seeing that he was a powerful person with such skills, it's a pity that he died."

Although this incident was an accident, it was indeed his fault.

Qi Wei said this, and Zhou Qinghe couldn't help but hold on to him.

"Why should I lead a team as a doctor? Wang Yong told me that this person is very dangerous and he is afraid that he will be beaten to death if he cannot hold back his hands. He asked me to follow him so that if anything happens, he can be rescued in time.

Who knew that this would all be broken up into pieces, even if the gods came, there would be no way to do it. "

Zhou Qinghe shook his head helplessly.

"If you want to die, what can you do? It's a common thing."

If you are caught, you will be tortured. To be fair, anyone caught doing this is eager to die if they have the chance.

"Like this person just now, he was looking for an opportunity to hit him and kill him."

Qi Wei raised his head towards the red party on the ground.

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the red party on the ground and asked, "Who is he?"

While asking him, he squatted down and looked at Lao Wang's shoulder wound.

"The Red Party was one of the people in the hospital at that time. I've been squatting for a while. Didn't I get scolded by Zeng Haifeng in the director's office that day? You were also present." Qi Wei smiled suggestively.

Zhou Qinghe looked suddenly enlightened and chuckled: "Is this what you are busy with? It seems that Section Chief Zeng really blamed you wrongly. I have to tell him when I have the opportunity. He misunderstood you."

Qi Wei felt very comfortable hearing these words, "Then tell him next time. If I tell him, he will think I am showing off to him."

"Okay, I'll tell him next time.

But you have to pay attention to this injury. Penetrating injuries need to be treated in time, otherwise they are prone to infection. Don’t get burned and confused. "

Zhou Qinghe stood up and clapped his hands as a reminder.

"Take him back for trial first. He won't die overnight." Qi Wei said indifferently.

"Well, one night is definitely fine."

"Would you like help?" Qi Wei pointed in the direction of Wang Yong. The place was also in a mess.

The guards came out, the military police came over, and there were a lot of passers-by. It seemed that important people from the Executive Yuan also appeared, and the scene was also chaotic.

"No, Wang Yong and the others can just take care of it. You have a red party under your command. What if you take the opportunity to escape? You'd better be careful."

"Yes, then I'll leave first. I'll see you at the office. I'll ask the brothers from the medical department to help me with the interrogation later."

"Good to say."

Zhou Qinghe responded, watched Qi Wei's motorcade leave, and looked around. The most important thing at the moment was to inform Gu Zhiyan.

(End of this chapter)