The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the gaps in the curtains and mottledly sprinkled on the face of the traitor Zhang Futang, pulling him back to reality from his uneasy dream.

He sat on the slightly old sofa, leaning forward slightly, his hands folded in front of his abdomen, and his knuckles turned slightly white due to long-term thinking.

In the room, the morning light gradually dispelled the haze of the night, but Zhang Futang's mood did not become relaxed because of this.

His brows were frowning, his eyes were filled with worries and struggles. The news of Sun Jiaji being attacked by a guerrilla force was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making him unable to let go.

Especially the disappearance of his subordinate Zhang Jun made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He suspected that Zhang Jun had fallen into the hands of the guerrillas, and that he himself, as a sinner who betrayed the underground party, would definitely be liquidated.

"Isn't the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces over? Why did another guerrilla team appear?"

Zhang Futang asked in a tangled and uneasy manner, but at this time, no one could answer him.

The air in the room seemed to solidify, with only the ticking sound of the wall clock on the wall, which seemed particularly harsh on this quiet morning.

Zhang Futang frowned, his eyes flashed in the darkness. Sometimes he stared at the empty void ahead, and sometimes he quickly swept through a corner of the room, as if looking for some kind of answer that could give him comfort.

The shadow of betraying the underground party was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making him breathless.

Whenever the night is late, the faces of those comrades who have fought side by side will appear in his mind one by one. Their trust and sacrifice have long become his nightmare, making him unable to sleep every night.

And coupled with the appearance of the guerrillas, he couldn't sleep all night.

That night, Zhang Futang sat on the sofa and thought, but there was no solution.

In this way, Zhang Futang sat on the sofa for a long time, until the sky outside the window gradually turned white, he slowly stood up, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to go to the Japanese, and at this time, only the Japanese were safe.

So he called out, "Come!"

"What are the instigator's instructions?"

A man in black came in and responded, and it turned out that Zhang Futang had been named the chief inspector of the Jinzhou Police Station by the Japanese.

His status as an instigator is higher than that of the police station. Because he only needs to be responsible to the devils.

Zhang Futang ordered: "Prepare the car, I'm going to the headquarters."

"yes!"

The man in black responded to prepare the car, and Zhang Futang also began to organize his own clothes.

The Japanese like to be clean and tidy.

Although many Japanese men look like that, this does not delay their likes.

So every time I go to meet a Japanese, Zhang Futang will clean himself up and then change into a clean set of clothes.

Of course, this will take some time and will take at least half an hour.

And this half hour is enough for Dragon Boat Festival.

When the Dragon Boat Festival saw a car and slowly drove to the door of the apartment, he knew that Zhang Futang was in the apartment and wanted to go where he wanted to go. This was a good time for him to start.

As for cooperating with Ma Hu and others to go to the gendarmerie to save people, Zhang Futang is not necessary.

So Dragon Boat Festival turned his head and looked at Zhang Jun who was eating roast duck beside him, and said happily: "Zhang Ming, please come with me?"

The half of the leg in Zhang Jun's mouth fell on the plate with a click.

Because he had a bad premonition.

Zhang Jun said nervously: "Leader Ye, where did you take me?"

Dragon Boat Festival said: "Of course I'm going to kill Zhang Futang! I don't know Zhang Futang, what if I kill the wrong one?"

Zhang Jun asked unconfidently: "Just, just the two of us?"

The Dragon Boat Festival said indifferently: "Yes, it's enough for us. Don't worry, you just want to recognize others and leave the matter of eliminating traitors to me."

Zhang Jun suddenly realized and replied repeatedly: "Oh, oh!"

Zhang Jun thought this was his last meal. After all, the words in the book were written like this, giving the prisoner a meal before he left, and then sending the other party to the road.

But I don’t expect it was him who misunderstood. Leader Ye only asked him to recognize others, but it was Leader Ye himself who took action.

Of course he was relieved. So he agreed without even thinking about it.

But they could not go through the main entrance because if they walked through the main entrance and assassinated Zhang Futang, the Japanese would find out that they did it.

So they can only jump into the window.

The Dragon Boat Festival is naturally very relaxed, just a two-story building, so I jumped down easily.

But Zhang Jun was different. When Zhang Jun saw the ground more than three meters high, he felt dizzy and waved his hand tightly, not daring to jump at all.

At this time, Mashan Pao walked behind him and said, "I'll help you with your brother."

"ah!"

Zhang Jun screamed and fell directly from the second floor.

A guy in the corridor heard it and knocked on the door and asked, "Do you have any instructions?"

Ma Shanpao pretended to be angry and said, "Baga, don't bother us if you're okay."

“Yes, yes!”

The guy kept saying that they didn't dare to care about the affairs of the Japanese.

At the same time, Zhang Jun lame one leg, holding the Dragon Boat Festival's shoulder and said, "Leader Ye, I'm injured in my leg, I'm afraid I can't help you."

The Dragon Boat Festival said indifferently: "I said, you just need to help me recognize people, and I will do the things I need to do."

As he said that, the Dragon Boat Festival pulled out Zhang Jun's gun and inserted it into his back.

Zhang Jun was relieved now. He didn't even have a gun now. Leader Ye really wouldn't let him assassinate Zhang Futang.

But they still can't do this now. The Dragon Boat Festival general Zhang Jun settled in the alley, and he went around and got two sets of patrol clothes back.

He threw a set for Zhang Jun and asked, "Zhang Futang is going out. Which direction do you think he will go from?"

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said, "Zhang Futang is very cautious. I think he knew about the attack on Sun Jiaji yesterday. At this time, he was going out, probably to meet the Japanese.

But he would not go directly to the nearest road on the east side. He would go around from the west side, for fear that someone would assassinate him halfway.”

Dragon Boat Festival asked back: "How sure are you? If this time cannot be successful, you should know that it will be difficult for us to kill Zhang Futang again.

And by then, we may need to do all our efforts and put in all our combat effectiveness.”

At this time, Dragon Boat Festival was hinting that if the assassination was successful now, Zhang Jun would not need to take action. But if the assassination was not successful, then next time, Zhang Jun would also participate in the action.

The Dragon Boat Festival is sure that Zhang Jun is afraid of death.

Because if Zhang Jun was not afraid of death, how could he be a traitor?
Chapter completed!