Zhang Shidong entered the Ninety-Nine Places with a normal mind. After the influence of mysterious skills on the mind and nature, and the transformation of the mysterious pill on the body, he had less determination to win or lose. He came to the Ninety-Nine Place just to see what the most extreme scenery looked like.

Peacock comes with pride. Facing ninety-nine places, he wants to show his strongest self and become the strongest person.

Jia Yong, a very ordinary name, a very ordinary person. If there is no ordinary place for him, the needle holes on his arm and his skinny body are his most extraordinary place.

How did such a person get involved in the assessment team? What is his ability? Why should he be with us to accept the assessment?

More than 80% of people have similar thoughts in their minds. How could an addict appear here? Peacock stretched out his feet while he was walking. It was just boring. How could this level of action affect the people here? But it had an impact on Jia Yong. He went straight to the dog to bite, and his nose accidentally hit the ground, and a lot of blood flowed.

Without physical strength and strength, the gun will only pull the trigger and shoot randomly.

Don’t know reconnaissance, don’t know interrogation, and don’t have the abilities required at ninety-nine locations.

With the assessment one by one, Jia Yong will always be the one who stands at the end. If there is a negative score, his score will definitely be a super-large gap with the second to last.

The most basic training every day made Jia Yong lie on the ground like a dead dog. He was so tired that he coughed up blood from time to time. He couldn't complete the task. He had already eaten and slept, and he was still in training...

Gradually, Zhang Shidong discovered this person’s difference. How many days have you not slept, how many days can you still stand up? How many meals have you not eaten a serious meal, and how can you still keep training?

Occasionally, Zhang Shidong discovered this secret in the corner of the wall. From this moment on, he looked at him with admiration and slowly understood that he knew how great a person he was, or in other words, he was more admirable than many people who dedicated their lives to the country.

Under the corner of the wall, my body was tightly against the red brick wall, my feet were kicked hard on the ground, my thighs were stretched straight at a 75-degree angle with my body, my body slowly slid down, my hands were placed beside me, and I firmly clamped the gap in the wall. The expression on my face was so indifferent that you didn't know what was happening in his body just by looking at my face.

He buckled his fingers into the crack of the wall and became addicted. He had something to inject, but he was useless. Later, Zhang Shidong asked him, and he said that this was a solemn and dignified place, and no stains were allowed to appear here.

When he leaves here, he will still get injected and addicted, just to not defile the sacredness of this place when he trains here. As a veteran addict, he relies on his extraordinary strong perseverance to endure the attack of addiction.

He cannot quit. A person who has been wandering in the dark for many years must label himself a label that is not easily suspected of being suspected of being suspected of. Addicts and addicts for many years are undoubtedly the most reliable label. No organization or individual is likely to suspect that a person who has been with drug addicts for more than ten years is an undercover agent from the police. In the underground order, after this suspicion is lost, the temptations such as ulterior motives of the opposing forces will obviously reduce the degree of defense.

Jia Yong has killed people and stumbled in prison. He has no ID card, but he has many identities. There are more than twenty identities that can be used internationally. He has been with community organizations all over the world. In China, there are more or less large-scale smuggling, drug trafficking, trafficking, fraud and other cases cracked 20 years ago.

When the old ghost took out Jia Yong's information to the trainees at that time, everyone paid high respect to the real hero with the most sincere and solemn attitude.

In order to complete the task, Jia Yong killed people, but he still killed innocent people. He killed dozens of people more than ten years ago. After he received training here, he could not have any chance to stand in front of the public, nor could he have any public office or military rank. Just like he was beaten in prison, the superiors could not help. He never went online during the mission. He only had a special communication method to obtain his ultimate important intelligence. In addition, from the beginning of his role, he was a complete rogue. Until the end of the mission, he would only communicate with the superiors once, which was a piece of intelligence that locked the victory before the end.

Killers always kill them. Jia Yong has no fighting skills, he only has the fighting ability learned from the market. He has been through countless times between life and death. In order to gain trust in one mission, he was imprisoned for only one mission. He squatted in prison for three years.

In the past three years, he suffered countless murders and had no ability to resist, so he could only endure it silently, because the thunder he carried was a child. Such prisoners were the worst in prison. Everyone has children, and the same was true for prisoners. When they meet such a grandson, they would be everyone's fun in three years.

When the torture suffered by Jia Yong was described in simple words in the information, everyone present shed tears of heroes. It was a kind of silent admiration. Compared to carrying guns and fighting to defend the country, such people living in the darkness had a silent whine. They had almost no chance to win applause, and everyone at the scene gave the hero the warmest applause.

Zhang Shidong still remembers Jia Yong's expression at that time - Gu Jing Bubo, without any emotional fluctuations, just his hands hanging on both sides, clenched his fists, and devoted everything to the country, including his identity of never returning home, his despicable identity cursed by neighbors, and his parents' sadness for the rest of their lives. There is no family affection, no love, no everything, and only deep longings every year. That time, he would tell himself with great pride, Jia Yong, you are a hero, and you are a policeman. Except for this time, he is someone for all the time in the year.

That time Jia Yong participated in the training, which was the benefit given to him by the superiors, giving him the real opportunity to gain the right to be respected in front of a group of people who can reveal their identity, and win applause from him.

Jia Yong, you are about to change to a civilian position.

Jia Yong himself didn't know this news. When he was officially eliminated by the training camp, his superiors announced the news alone for him.

At that time, Jia Yong was stunned. He had an expression on his face for the first time. He shed tears excitedly. He squatted on the ground with his hands covering his face and cried bitterly. The crying was imprinted into everyone's heart and he could never forget the crying in his life. In order to perform the task, he could quit the drug with his willpower and did not even quit. His life had been integrated into the crazy and inhumane task. He also knew that except for his last information, no one would recognize his identity to the outside world at any time. This was the first tear shed by Jia Yong in the past twenty years.

The information officer of the Ninety-Nine Department, this is Jia Yong's new job. For him, what he does is really not important, and how much he pays for it is not important. It is important that he can work and survive in the environment he really dreams of when he was a child.

Zhang Shidong once remembered that he had to stay in the bathroom for two hours every day to endure the hallucinations brought by his past life, those who were drunk and dreaming, those heart-wrenching, those regrets that could never be completed. Two hours of pain have brought about the normalcy of the rest of time.

Jia Yong, if you let him take unlimited vacations, what can he do? Go back to be a gangster? Go back to be a passerby in a peaceful society? That will completely destroy Jia Yong's spiritual world.

He does not lack the capital to survive, but he will lose the confidence in life.

At the Ninety-Nine, that is home, that was his ideal for nearly twenty years of hard work and dedication. Now, the home is gone, in just three years, the Ninety-Nine has changed so much. There are people like Zhong Mian. They have turned Ninety-Nine from a special department to a popular ordinary department. For those brothers and people like Jia Yong, Zhang Shidong told himself that unless you are withdrawn, no matter how much pressure is, no matter how much pressure is, in front of the spiritual world of comrades, the pressure is just the imagination of some people to scare themselves.

When the three viruses did not fully support Zhang Shidong's hope that more things would be better than less, the two words Zhang Shidong said were Jia Yong. It was precisely because of this name that the three almost gave up their farewell and returned to Yanjing. They wanted to tell those who were internally opposed in a more violent way, have you forgotten your roots?

Zhang Shidong did not agree to this. He told the three that since they wanted to do it, they should let all the fleas that should jump out so as not to clean up and leave any problems.

In three days, Zhang Shidong read everyone's information with endless memories. Some people would evoke his memories, some people did not have them at all, and some people made Zhang Shidong feel that their existence was as if it did not exist.

After sleeping for eight hours, when Zhang Shidong woke up and walked out of the Dream Hall, it was the sunny spring breeze, and a hint of coolness was slowly swallowed by the warm spring breeze.

Zhang Shidong murmured: "Today, it's really a good weather. I don't know what's going on in Yanjing?"

At this time, it was raining and storm.

The phone rings, and a name that shouldn't appear appeared on the phone. Ai Ai has been very busy recently and knows, how could he call himself?

"Hello."

Ai Yuejin's voice came across the microphone: "I admire you, but I still advise you, three or five months, you can't wait. It's been three years without you, but you have been there for three years."

Zhang Shidong chuckled softly: "Secretary Ai, then, am I still me? Are I still the ones I need from above?"

Ai Yuejin's voice stopped and after a long time he snorted: "Don't let Ai Ai be sad, otherwise..."

Zhang Shidong sighed: "Otherwise, I will not be willing to die."

"Dad, you hate it, it's my turn." Ai Ai snatched her phone back there, ran back to her room, and then whispered: "Don't listen to my dad, he's old antiques."

"When will that old new product come to Pingjiang?"

"I don't have time to find your sister Ya'er or Jiang Da Beauty."

"Wait for me and you will arrive in an hour."
Chapter completed!