The motorcycle drove away like the wind, leaving behind a smell of smoke and blood.
Xu San did not choose to kill Li Fang, but chose to follow Hua Zejin's plan and let him lurk inside the intelligence station. Although this is a bit risky, Xu San believes that a mole who knows the inside story is much more effective than a dead one.
Before Li Jinji could shoot, Xu San threw Hua Zejin down and pinned him down.
Now Hua Zejin was blinking and looking at Xu San, "Conan-kun, that's it. Your play has been finished. There should be no danger in the future."
"No, I think there's still danger!" Xu San said shamelessly, and then he didn't forget to rub his body against hers, taking the opportunity to take advantage.
Hua Zejin smiled faintly. Although he knew that Xu San was deliberately taking advantage of her, her heart felt warm inexplicably.
"Okay, get up! We've already gone far." Fan Ji on the side stretched out her hand and pulled Xu San up.
Xu San tried to resist, but found that he was not as strong as Fan Ji.
Xu San, who was pulled up, patted the dust on his body and looked at Fan Ji with an expression of unsatisfied lust, "Don't forget your reward."
After hearing this, Fan Ji immediately felt veins popping up on her head.
He thought to himself, Xu San, why did you change the place of thinking when you changed your vest?
Why do you think that way when you see me?
Could it be...
Fall in love with me?
On the other side, Hua Zejin, who is the technical supporter of this plan, has also stood up. And walked to Xu San's side, "Conan-kun, it was you who fired the gun. After you fired, did you see clearly where the bullet hit?"
"Remember." Xu San said, walking to Huan Ji's side, and then suddenly pointed at her chest with his finger, "It's right here. I did it according to your instructions, Xiaojin. The error will not be 5 millimeters. But I can’t tell from the angle, after all, I can’t tell the trajectory of the bullet after entering the body, but I can be sure that the bullet completely passed through the body.”
Hua Zejin also walked over, stretched out her fingers and pressed on Fan Ji's chest, "Is this here?"
"A little further." Xu San said, grabbing Hua Zejin's hand and moving it down a little further, "Here."
"That's enough!" Fan Ji yelled angrily. She looked at Xu San and then at Hua Zejin, "You two, don't touch me here and there. If you like touching me, you two can find someone." I can't see where to touch each other! I want to know now if my subordinates will die?"
"If the rescue is timely, there will be no problem in surviving, but there will definitely be scars on the chest." Hua Zejin said nonchalantly, as if Li Fang's life and death had nothing to do with her.
"How long does it take to be rescued in time?" Fan Ji asked.
"If we go to the army hospital, we can rescue him within two hours." Hua Zejin said calmly.
"What about other places?" Xu San asked. He wanted to know if people could be saved in the Eighth Route Army's environment where there was a lack of medical treatment and medicine.
"That depends on the medical level. Conan-kun's marksmanship is very good. The part he hit perfectly avoided the vital part. If the bleeding can be stopped in time, there won't be much danger."
Hua Zejin's words calmed down Fan Ji a little. After all, the key to the success of his torture plan was whether Li Fang could survive. Fan Ji doesn't care much about her subordinates, she only cares about whether the mission can be completed successfully. As for the scar on the chest, it's nothing.
Although she had just been blatantly stuck, she bowed politely to Xu San and Hua Zejin, "Thank you both for your help."
"If you want to thank me, thank Xiaojin. I'm just a part-time worker. As long as Huanjiang doesn't forget to pay me when the time comes." Xu San shrugged, then looked at the light that had appeared in the east, and continued, "Go back and catch up on some sleep. .”
The corner of Fan Ji's mouth twitched, she looked at Xu San, and said seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Conan, I will definitely do what I promised. As long as Xiao Cao successfully breaks into the Eighth Route Army, I will definitely fulfill my promise."
Xu San smiled slightly, turned around, waved and left.
A gust of breeze blew by, leaving Fan Ji with a confused look on her face.
She can't understand Xu San anymore.
She came into contact with Xu San three times as Fan Ji, but Xu San left different impressions on her these three times.
It was the first time that she could have sex with her, but she gave herself a foot massage all night, and the skill was not bad. That night, Huan Ji thought that Xu San was a gentleman.
Then, the second time, when he threatened to use force to complete the task, he fulfilled his wish.
After that, it was this time.
And this time... No matter how you look at it, he seems to be turning into an old pervert, trying every possible means to get himself into bed.
The contrast between before and after made Fan Ji become more and more curious about Xu San.
Hua Zejin breathed a sigh of relief, "There should be nothing to do with me here. I'm going back too?"
Fan Ji bowed, "Thank you Lieutenant Hua Ze for your help this time."
Hua Zejin bowed and returned the greeting, "Master Fan Ji doesn't need to take it to heart. Oh, by the way, I'm very curious about what reward Master Fan Ji promised him."
"This can be considered a secret." Fan Ji replied with a smile.
Hua Zejin smiled slightly. After all, she was also a manager of the mansion. Although she was not as transparent about the affairs of men and women as Xiaohong, she could still tell that Xu San was coveting Huan Ji's body. Xu San's so-called reward This should be it.
However, she herself didn't know why. Before leaving, she suddenly said to Fan Ji, "Conan has just recovered from his serious illness. I hope that Sir Fan Ji will pay you later."
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After Qing Yi drove away from the tattoo shop on his motorcycle, he saw a few Japs along the way, but these Japs did not intercept them or shoot at them. Instead, they only sent out police officers after they used their tactics in Xiyang City Street. Two motorcycles followed.
The east has already turned white, and the advantage of the night is about to disappear, but Li Fang's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and Qing Yi's heart is getting lower and lower. He curses himself for not being vigilant enough. After getting in the car, he just studied the motorcycle. I ignored the bald man, knowing that he was no ordinary person, but I still regarded him as a traitor who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and did not take him seriously.
Although she didn't know how serious Li Fang's injuries were, the warm and moist feeling coming from her back told her that she had lost a lot of blood.
Li Fang could no longer speak at this moment and could only hold Qing Yi's waist reluctantly.
The Japanese who followed started to shout, asking Qing Yi to let them go. He also said that if they let them go, they would let them go. He also said that the Japanese Imperial Army was the most trustworthy army.
Qingyi didn't pay any attention to the Japanese's nonsense. He just turned the accelerator hard and escaped along the predetermined retreat route.
