Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

As he listened to his eldest son's description, Ishikawa Shin silently frowned:

"To be able to do this much... could it be the con artist Yohei?"

"Yohei the con artist? Chairman Ishikawa, who is this guy?"

Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

"I've heard from the older generation that there's a member of the Higanbana ninja who can impersonate anyone he's ever met, whether it's their voice or their appearance; as long as he recognizes them, he can instantly mimic them..."

"Not only that, but as one's understanding and knowledge of the target person deepens, the imitation becomes increasingly perfect..."

"..."

Listening to Ishikawa Shin's description, Zhang Chulan unconsciously thought of the Quanxing Domain Poison...

Rumor has it that the disguise of the Poisonous Painter from the Central Region can be done to an extremely perfect degree...

...

As if remembering something, Ishikawa Ken looked at Zhang Chulan and said:

"And also... your old Zhang attacked me; he seems to be in cahoots with Bihe Ren."

He stated that if it weren't for Zhang Zhitao's unethical sneak attack from behind, the Demon Blade would not have been lost.

"Is that so? No wonder, now it makes sense."

Zhang Chulan didn't seem too surprised.

Given Zhang Zhitao's position and Gao Lian's trust in him, it's entirely possible that he knew the specific course of action today...

"So it seems the enemy knows our entire plan. We need to hurry and catch up..."

As Zhang Chulan spoke, he pulled out a device.

On the instrument's display screen, there are two blue dots, one of which is rushing towards the border...

And this rushing dot is the locator inside the box containing the demon sword Hirumaru.

It is clear.

With vehicles on the other side, it would be difficult for them to catch up with the demon sword on foot.

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to make a phone call for help, he heard a series of sputtering sounds.

Looking up, I saw several helicopters carrying live ammunition flying at low altitude...

Has the reinforcement arrived yet?

Judging from this... Brother Gao must have been prepared all along, right?

Zhang Chulan thought to himself.

...

"Target spotted, bombard immediately, no need to ask for permission..."

"Let's take them down first."

On the highway not far from the accident site, Tao Tao was driving at high speed.

On the bus, Zhou Fengliu occasionally coordinated the deployment of staff from the Northeast region and those supporting Central and North China...

Because Zhao Fangxu granted him access, Zhou Fengliu even mobilized some employees from the Northeast Regional Fortress to intercept Bi Heren from all sides...

Compared to Gao Lian's conservative personnel deployment, Zhou Fengliu's arrangement was clearly more radical.

You, Bihe Ren, aren't you brave enough to use bombs to carry out terrorist attacks?

it is good...

Then you can't blame us for not practicing martial ethics.

Live ammunition! All of it is live ammunition.

Use powerful magical artifacts on a large scale if possible; don't give the ninjas a break...

Since it's a mountainous area with few people, it's a good opportunity to take out our equipment and practice.

...

the other side.

Having succeeded in their mission, Liu Qingping and Zhang Zhitao are driving to meet up with Die and the others at the border.

Because the robbery of the demon sword Hirumaru went very smoothly, the atmosphere inside the car was somewhat relaxed, and Liu Qingping was even able to tease Zhang Zhitao a couple of times.

"Little Zhang, not long ago you were a highly valued cadre at All-Knowing, and now you've become a wanted criminal... How about that?"

"Do you regret it?"

Liu Qingping looked at Zhang Zhitao and asked.

"regret?"

"Why regret it?" Zhang Zhitao drove with a cold expression, then said:

"I am Higanbana. My parents were subordinates of Mr. Shi Chun, and my teacher was Ms. Die. Although I was born on enemy territory, I have always known who I am..."

"I've lost count of how many people from the same background as me have experienced this sense of confusion and uncertainty..."

"Although I'm currently on the run, I feel extremely relaxed, able to act with integrity as a member of the Higanbana clan..."

Zhang Zhitao said this.

From the moment he joined NaDuTong, he considered it an undercover operation. His identity may have changed, but his beliefs have never wavered...

Listening to Zhang Zhitao's speech, even Liu Qingping couldn't help but exclaim: Pure, so pure!

These children, raised by the Butterfly Cult, are even purer than he, a member of the Hidden Valley Ninja Clan who has been hiding in the Central Plains for decades...

Thinking of this, Liu Qingping took out his satellite phone and called Die.

"what happened?"

Butterfly answered his call and began to ask him questions.

"Ah, nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice..." Liu Qingping said casually.

"?"

"Are you sick? Didn't everyone say that you shouldn't use electronic devices for communication unless absolutely necessary?" Die cursed Liu Qingping a couple of times, somewhat speechless.

"Oh well, we've already succeeded, there's no need for that anymore. Once we reveal our identities, our identities, and everyone else's will be exposed very quickly..."

"It's simply a matter of how fast or slow it is."

Hearing Liu Qingping's words, Die also breathed a sigh of relief.

how to say?

So far, this operation has gone too smoothly.

To avenge China, they detonated bombs to create panic.

Seize the demon sword and escape the border...

The only regret is that we couldn't eliminate the board of directors of NaDuTong... to curb NaDuTong's arrogance...

"Regardless, let's not open the champagne halfway through. We haven't even left the border yet, so we need to be cautious..."

Butterfly spoke up to remind Liu Qingping.

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Qingping heard a "pitter-patter" sound coming from afar...

What was that sound?

Liu Qingping stuck his head out the window and looked out.

Good guy.

Several helicopters were chasing their vehicle in the sky.

The moment he peeked out, machine guns from the helicopter opened fire on the vehicle he was in.

"Baga..."

...

P.S.: It's the first day of August, so I'm begging for a small gift. Goodnight and sweet dreams to all my godfathers.