Zhang Liao knows one thing very well:

The Japanese are beginning to doubt themselves!

What "Griffin"?

How could I know?

He is just an inquisitor.

How can I participate in a latent plan?

However, Takeshi Okamura just asked himself who the "Gryphon" was!

This time, he failed to catch Meng Shaoyuan, and he also bears certain responsibilities.

Will the Japanese suspect that they are a traitor sent by Meng Shaoyuan?

How can there be such a traitor!

run!

Once the Japanese have this kind of suspicion, they are doomed.

Why bother?

Zhang Liao smiled bitterly.

He rebelled simply because he was afraid that he would be treated the same miserably as the prisoners he had interrogated.

He wants to take a large sum of money and remain anonymous forever.

But what is the result now?

I didn't get a single point of the bounty.

Moreover, the Japanese began to doubt themselves that those tortures might very well happen to them.

Why bother?

What the hell is this all about?

Now he not only has to deal with the Japanese, but also faces revenge from Meng Shaoyuan!

After going around and around, not only did I get nothing, but I also got the reputation of being a "traitor"!

You are a fucking idiot!

…

“The breakfast in front is very famous.”

The two Japanese people following him said nothing.

The task they received was to follow Zhang Liao wherever he went.

Never leave!

So far, Zhang Liao still has limited freedom.

He can move around the temporary headquarters of the Military Police on Valland Road.

Every morning, after breakfast, I report on time at 8 o'clock.

Okamura Takeshi is not afraid that he will run away.

If he is a traitor, then his mission has not been completed yet.

If he is not a traitor, then where can he go?

"Go to the hut, I was so hungry yesterday."

The two Japanese also followed him to the toilet.

Zhang Liao poured a drink of water heartily.

But the moment he turned around, a piece of steel wire quickly rubbed into a Japanese's throat.

Then, he quickly grabbed the throat of the other Rite.

He said nothing and held tightly.

He watched this Rite with his own eyes, struggling desperately in his hands, and then his eyes gradually bulged.

In the end, this day was motionless.

Zhang Liao took off Rite's clothes with one hand and then let go.

He didn't care about the two corpses lying on the ground at all, but changed into each other's clothes.

He walked out calmly, looked both ways, and then left here calmly.

…

One thing Zhang Liao knew most was that the Japanese would soon find themselves escaping.

He didn't panic.

When they were at the Taihu training base, the teacher taught them how to deal with similar critical situations.

He stripped off the clothes from the beggar's body.

It was dirty, worn out, and had an unpleasant smell.

However, Zhang Liao didn't care at all.

As long as he can survive, he doesn't care about anything.

He took off his clothes, grabbed the dirt from the ground, and wiped it on his face, body, and feet.

When he looked filthy, he put on the beggar's clothes with satisfaction.

Then, he carefully hid the beggar's body.

After taking the beggar's dog-beating stick and broken bowl, Zhang Liao now felt that he was a real beggar.

…

The Japanese were checking each one.

No Chinese can escape.

Especially those who are well-dressed, the search is even stricter.

"stop!"

A Japanese soldier stopped Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao stood trembling all over.

He seemed to be extremely scared.

The Japanese army obviously disliked this strangeness. They suddenly raised their guns and used their bayonets to remove the hemp rope tied around the waist of Zhang Liao's tattered clothes.

Zhang Liao sat down on the ground.

Then, everyone around him saw a stream of liquid flowing out of his trousers.

He was so frightened that he became incontinent.

Several Japanese soldiers laughed "haha" as if they were looking at clowns.

"roll!"

The Japanese soldier laughed and kicked him hard.

Zhang Liao crawled away.

In order to become incontinent, he drank a lot of water and held it there all the time!

…

"Master, please do it."

Zhang Liao stopped a man wearing a long gown in an alley.

"roll!"

The man didn't even bother to look at the beggar.

However, suddenly, a hand strangled his neck tightly.

This man died inexplicably.

His gown was changed to Zhang Liao's!

…

Zhang Liao has forgotten how many people he killed and how many clothes he changed.

He must eliminate all traces of himself.

Let the Japanese who want to arrest you slowly investigate and eliminate clues.

At this time, Zhang Liao was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket.
To be continued...