Especially the skeleton. It is predetermined by nature. No matter how much makeup you put on, a tall person cannot become petite. Similarly, it is difficult for Wu Dalang to dress up as Meng Zhangfei...

The other party is not Miyamoto Tekuma. But he must be Japanese.

What does a Japanese man, disguised as a beggar, want to do? How about he trains as a ninja?

Are they all perverts?

What's wrong with pretending to be a beggar? You'll make yourself disgusted by gods and ghosts...

Wait calmly for the other person to approach.

The beggar was also very calm. He dragged himself in mud and water and bumped the broken bowl before he came to Zhang Yong and others.

My body stinks.

Gu Bafeng couldn't help but cover his nose.

Zhang Yong also covered his nose.

Others avoided it.

A look of contempt seemed to flash through the corner of the beggar's eyes, but no one noticed it.

Zhang Yong didn't see it either. His powers of observation were not that strong. However, he said nonchalantly: "Are you also from the Miyamoto family?"

The old beggar pretended to be stupid and showed no reaction. It was as if he didn't hear anything at all.

Others don't know why either.

"Stand further away."

Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked the beggar to stand more than ten meters away.

There is a puddle over there. The beggar is standing in the puddle.

Old beggar:......

other people:……

Zhang Yong reached out and took out a wooden-handled grenade from the military policeman, pulled the string, waited for two seconds, and then threw it into the puddle at the feet of the old beggar.

other people:???

They were all stunned.

What is this doing? Blow him up?

I can't help but change my expression. This Zhang Yong is too ruthless. He cares about human life.

"Don't……"

Gu Bafeng shouted weakly.

This is too obvious and can easily lead to criticism.

A beggar's life is also a life.

If there is no need, why kill the other person?

However, at this moment, the ignorant old beggar suddenly made a move and quickly jumped to the side and rolled quickly at the same time.

Gu Bafeng:!!!

other people:!!!

Their brains immediately realized something was wrong.

The old beggar's movements were so sharp and agile.

Eight words come to mind: as quiet as a virgin, as active as a stripped rabbit.

That is no exaggeration at all.

Son of a bitch!

has a problem!

It's a pity that their actions are far less quick than the beggar's reaction.

Although my brain responded, my body failed to keep up.

"boom……"

The grenade exploded.

The explosion kicked up a large amount of yellow mud water.

In the blink of an eye, the beggar had rolled more than ten meters away.

The explosion had little effect on him.

On the contrary, after the explosion, he quickly jumped up and disappeared into the nearby house.

Zhang Yong did not pursue him.

This is a Japanese spy, not a ghost in red.

What he wants to catch now is a female ghost in red, not a spy. A spy dressed as a beggar must not have much luck.

The key is, this spy is very powerful. He seems to be very capable of fighting.

It feels like a replica of Miyamoto's Tekuma. Its combat power is comparable to that of an uninjured Miyamoto's Tekuma.

It might be dangerous if he catches up.

"superior!"

"superior!"

However, Gu Bafeng felt energetic.

For him, now is the best opportunity to atone for his sins.

The female ghost in red was not caught, but it would be good to catch some other enemies. There is obviously something wrong with this old beggar.

With such agility, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Once caught, he might really be able to identify the female ghost in red.

A large group of military police immediately rushed forward.

At the same time, attracted by the explosion of grenades, nearby military police also came to support.

Zhang Yong stood still and watched the excitement quietly.

Silently monitoring the spy's movement trajectory, I discovered that he was extremely fast and quickly escaped from the edge of the map.

He is indeed a master.

Gu Bafeng probably won't be able to catch up. Most people can't do anything to deal with this kind of person.

"Shaolong!"

"Shaolong!"

Suddenly someone called out. It was Zhou Weilong, the chief of the intelligence section.

Zhou Weilong was nearby. When he heard the explosion, he rushed over immediately. But he didn't know what happened.

In addition to Zhou Weilong, Dai Yice and Liu Daowu also came.

Zhang Yong stepped forward and said hello, "Section Chief Zhou."

"What's going on?" Zhou Weilong asked.

"Nothing. I just found a spy and ran away with him."

"Spy?"

"Yes. A spy disguised as a beggar,"

"Spy? Beggar?"

"Yes. Maybe he's from the Miyamoto family...

"Miyamoto family?"

"right……"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Suddenly, something seemed to come to my mind.

For a moment, I had a very clear thought. However, I was never able to capture it.

well……

"Snapped!"

"I thought of it!"

Suddenly, Zhou Weilong slapped his thigh heavily.

Everyone was looking at him.

"It's a spy!"

"It's a spy!"

Zhou Weilong shouted excitedly.

Zhang Yong:???

other people:???

What is a spy?

Mindless.

"It's a spy who disguises himself as a beggar. He wanders around during the day and appears as a female ghost in red at night!" Zhou Weilong excitedly expressed his inference, "There must be more than one of them. They have a safe house! There must be a safe house inside.

There are makeup tools!”
To be continued...