"Ayi, you can work now." Lei Weidong dialed Peng Yixing's phone number and informed him of the action.

"Okay!" Peng Yixing nodded, hung up the phone, came to his room, silently put on the night clothes he had prepared long ago, took his favorite pistol, and turned around to leave.

While passing by the bedroom.

Peng Yixing stopped, looked at Guo Liyi who was sleeping soundly on the bed with some reluctance, turned around, and walked out of the house with firm steps.

Tsim Sha Tsui, Tsukamoto Building.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, but the lights were still bright, and countless security personnel were patrolling back and forth in the building.

Today is the first day of the consortium chairman's inspection in Xiangjiang. His safety must be ensured.

"Has area A been inspected?"

"Checked."

"Where is Area B? Is there anything abnormal?"

Zuo Zuomu of the Tsukamoto Group, who was on patrol, asked as he walked.

"I've checked it, and there's nothing wrong with it," the subordinate replied.

"good!"

Zuo Zuomu nodded with satisfaction, pushed open the door of the main control room, and walked in.

"Has the president taken a break?"

After passing the surveillance camera in the main control room and looking at the men responsible for guarding the president's room on the top floor, Zuo Zuomu asked through the intercom.

"not yet!"

"Is there anything unusual?"

"No!"

"Youxi!" Zuo Zuomu nodded with satisfaction.

Zuo Zuomu couldn't help but panic. This is Xiangjiang, not Japan. The president, Tsukamoto Xiong, had committed heinous crimes here decades ago. Although the people of Eagle Country didn't care, they just smiled and laughed away their grudges.

But there is no guarantee that the families of the victims will not come to take revenge, so we must be more careful.

"Do I need to change my gun?" Looking at the Tsukamoto Building not far away, Lei Weidong parked the car in a blind corner without surveillance, opened the door, and asked.

"No, guns are spiritual. I still like to use my own gun, and the bullets are all specially made by me. There is no record." Peng Yixing shook his head and expressed that he wanted to use his own gun.

"In that case, you can do whatever you want." Lei Weidong shrugged, pointed at Tsukamoto Building, and assigned tasks. "You enter from the main entrance to attract their attention. I will go directly to the top floor from the outside. We are in Tsukamoto Xiong's Room meeting."

"Okay!" Peng Yixing nodded.

Rather than sneaking in secretly, he hopes that his gun will drink the blood of Japanese idiots and avenge his compatriots. As for how many he will kill, it depends on whether the people inside are interested.

If possible, he wouldn't mind killing all the Japanese idiots inside.

"According to the intelligence, there are also people who want to kill Tsukamoto. If you encounter them inside, don't kill each other. Kill the people from Tsukamoto's group first."

Lei Weidong reminded when getting off the car.

Although I don’t know if Chen Guozhong is also here to kill Tsukamoto Xiong, I still want to remind him to save his own people from beating his own people and making Japanese idiots laugh.

"Don't worry, I know the severity."

"Also, bring this thing." Lei Weidong handed Peng Yixing an electronic device the size of a cigarette.

"What is this?" Peng Yixing asked as he looked at what looked like a BB camera flashing around.

"The latest electronic jammer in the United States will lose its effect within fifty meters after being turned on, and the camera will not be able to capture you."

"This thing is good. With it, you no longer have to worry about surveillance." Peng Yixing took it, nodded with a smile, pulled up the mask, put on infrared glasses, and signaled Lei Weidong if he wanted to take action.

"Let's go!" Lei Weidong nodded, and the two of them walked towards the Tsukamoto Building.

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"When it comes to women, the best ones are Chinese women."

In a luxurious bedroom on the top floor of Tsukamoto Building.

Tsukamoto, who has white hair and looks like an old man in his seventies, was drinking sake and watching the video on TV, accompanied by two very beautiful women in kimonos. It can be said that he felt very uncomfortable.

The video is film and television material of the Japanese invasion during World War II.

Looking at the camera on the TV, Tsukamoto, half of his body leaning on the arms of the woman next to him, sighed.

"What's good about Chinese women? What can't we Japanese women be as good as?" Another woman was dancing, a Japanese traditional dance. When she heard Tsukamoto's complaint, she came over and lay on Tsukamoto's side. asked the person next to me.

While asking, he took Tsukamoto Xiong's hand again and put it into his lapel. He didn't wear anything under his kimono, and they were directly touching each other skin to skin.

"You don't understand!"

Touching the woman's delicate body, Tsukamoto smiled proudly and said, "Chinese women value chastity. When you fuck them, the helpless screams and struggles are the most exciting."

"We can also scream," the woman responded.

"It's completely two different things. It's really nostalgic." Tsukamoto looked at the ceiling, recalling the scene back then, wishing he could go back in time and return to his old days.

At that time, I kept my word and would kill anyone I wanted to kill. Unlike now, I have no way to deal with Lei Weidong, and I have to come over from Japan to negotiate.

What a disgrace to the Locust Army.

"Card-!"

Suddenly, the lights in Tsukamoto Building went out, and the whole building was dark, including Tsukamoto's room.

"What's going on?" Tsukamoto Yu said, holding the woman in his arms and daydreaming.

"Zuo Zuomu, what on earth is going on."

Zuo Zuomu in the control room was ordering his men to go to the power supply room to check the situation. The walkie-talkie in his hand rang, and it was Tsukamoto Xiong who sent a question.

"President, we are investigating. Please rest assured that there will be no problem." Zuo Zuomu replied loudly."

"We must investigate thoroughly and find out what happened as soon as possible." Tsukamoto ordered.

"Hi—!" Zuo Zuomu replied.

"Do you want a drink?" Seeing the panic on Tsukamoto's face after hanging up the phone, the woman put the sake to his mouth and consoled him.

"Why!"

Tsukamoto shook his head and pushed the drink away.

Tsukamoto, who had experienced the battlefield, felt a little uneasy. He felt that it was a mistake for him to come to Xiangjiang. This was Lei Weidong's base. He couldn't do anything to him in Japan, let alone Xiangjiang. Don't steal chickens. Don't lose the rice.

"Bang, Katcha!"

With the crisp sounds of fighting, the two security personnel responsible for checking the power supply room were killed, along with the nearby monitors.

"Captain, something is wrong. The monitor is out of order. Check it out quickly." The person responsible for checking the monitor shouted immediately when he saw that the monitor screen was blurry.

"Follow me!"

Zuo Zuomu and several of his men quickly rushed out of the control room and ran towards the power supply station.

"No, someone came in."

Lying at the foot of the stairs were two Japanese men in black clothes and black trousers. Their necks were broken. The technique was very sophisticated. You could tell at a glance that a dangerous person had entered.

"Everyone, go to the president's office immediately, and stop the elevators No. 2, 3, and 4. Hurry, go to the president's office immediately." Zuo Zuomu has rich experience and knows that the most valuable person in the whole building is the president. myself.

The enemy's target is probably the president. The so-called power outage is to divert the tiger away from the mountain. He immediately uses the intercom to ask everyone to go upstairs to protect the president.

“Bang bang—!”

A man in black wearing a helmet and body armor and carrying a spray gun was walking through the building at a very fast speed. The security personnel he encountered on the way were no match for him, so the man in black quickly headed towards the president's office.

As soon as Peng Yixing entered the Tsukamoto Building, he saw many people coming out of the house and rushing upstairs.

Then I heard the faint sound of gunfire upstairs.

Peng Yixing understood that the mission had crashed.

He is very sensitive to the sound of gunshots and can tell the model of the gun he is using from the sound of the gunfire. This is obviously the business of trolls. However, Lei Weidong was holding a pistol and it was impossible to make such a sound.

"Baga, what are you doing here? Why don't you go upstairs and help?" Looking at Peng Yixing, who was walking slowly and calmly in the corridor, one day the stupid security guard pointed at his head and cursed.

"No, you are!"

When they were far away just now, Riben's bodyguard thought that the other party was one of his own, so he didn't dare to rush up because he was afraid of death. Only when he got closer did he realize it.

The other party was not only wearing night clothes but also a mask and infrared eyes. He was obviously not one of our own, but a killer, a new killer.

I just wanted to shout for help.

Then he saw a gun appear in the opponent's hand, pointing at him

"puff-!"

The abusive Japanese security guards went to see their emperor.

"P-p-p-p-!"

Now that he was discovered, Peng Yixing was no longer too lazy to pretend, and opened fire with all his strength to start a killing spree.
To be continued...