[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-spy-survival-guide":3,"chapter-spy-survival-guide-spy-survival-guide-chapter-80":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Spy Survival Guide",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2366396,4634,"Chapter 80: Survival in a Desperate Situation","spy-survival-guide-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>\"Zecheng, are you ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon entering the infirmary, Wu Jingzhong asked with dignity, his hands clasped behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Wu was a master of facial expression management.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When happy, he treated one like a son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When handling business, he treated one like a dog to be driven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng scrambled up from the bed, put on his shoes, and stood at attention: \"I'm just about ready, Station Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, then go and get the business done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A dark night with a high wind is the perfect time for killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clean it up well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remember, follow the formal procedures with a bit more fanfare, so as to avoid gossip.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong instructed with a stern expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Yu Zecheng accepted the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Li is already waiting downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhiyou, you go through the trouble of tagging along.\" Wu Jingzhong turned his head to look at Hong Zhiyou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou said in a deep voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked out, he took a few quick steps and whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Station Chief, can I not go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I went to Longfu Temple yesterday and just prayed for good fortune; killing is something Little Li and Section Chief Yu can handle well enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That sort of thing brings bad luck and ruins one's fortune.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong’s brow furrowed: \"You still believe in that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My mother was a Buddhist, and I’ve been used to it since I was small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m afraid of bad luck affecting my future work.\" Hong Zhiyou said with a cheeky grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original body's mother did indeed believe in Buddhism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This excuse would have no loopholes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your fortune is my fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, go back to your vegetarianism and chanting; you can skip the killing and bloodshed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong sighed with a smile, his hands behind his back, and granted the request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He currently had only two principles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First: Subordinates must not be Reds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second: Not even the King of Heaven should interfere with his making money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, the first could be compromised for the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for vegetarianism and chanting, it was better to believe it existed than to assume it didn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng breathed a secret sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If both he and Hong Zhiyou went to execute Shopkeeper Qiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if a call from Boss Dai arrived?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would \"spare the life under the blade\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he knew this possibility was almost zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was still a glimmer of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the sake of Shopkeeper Qiu, he had to take the gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went downstairs to see the Station Chief off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Yu, I’m heading back to rest, see you tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou waved his hand and drove off on his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng beckoned to Li Ping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two headed straight for the Shuitun Prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cell Number Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Xu and several jailers were taking turns beating Shopkeeper Qiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin sat on a chair to the side, trimming his nails as if nothing were happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he looked, his heart would only ache more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Juntong Bureau was pervasive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prison system was a key location for holding Reds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always known that Old Xu was an informant planted in the prison by Wu Jingzhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beating prisoners and extorting money had always been the norm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin could not intervene at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would arouse Old Xu's suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an important part of Wu Jingzhong's fishing operation; no matter how worried he was about Shopkeeper Qiu, he could not jump into the pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu was in danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng could barely save himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Military Mediation and civil war imminent, he was one of the few remaining pieces for the First Line in Jinhai; he absolutely had to keep his cool and preserve the spark for the organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak, where did you hide the money?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Xu lifted Shopkeeper Qiu's chin and roared with a ferocious look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I, I have already said.\" Shopkeeper Qiu said weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Kui of the Jinhai Station had beaten him once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And here, there had been days of torture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once slightly chubby Shopkeeper Qiu had grown thin, and even his baby-fat cheeks had sunken in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This iron-willed fighter had reached the end of his rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut the crap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't think I don't know; you’ve treated Yong Jianqiu, Du Jianshi, and every big shot in Jinhai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't try to fool me with that pittance; it’s an insult even to a beggar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak quickly, where are the gold bars and US dollars hidden!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Old Xu picked up a club and smashed it against Shopkeeper Qiu's chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu spat blood, unable to speak anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough, Old Xu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you keep hitting him, he’ll be dead; Station Chief Wu gave orders that this man must be kept alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin brushed the nail clippings off his clothes, stood up, and gave the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Third Brother, this old thing won't open his mouth, we won't get any oil and water out of him.\" Old Xu said, unwilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go, get him something to eat.\" Liao Sanmin waved his hand casually and instructed his men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He won't die, will he?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted Shopkeeper Qiu's chin and asked coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu spat a mouthful of bloody foam onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I, I am going to the police station to report you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Police station report...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu stared at him, using all his strength to utter the code word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Old Kite Huang Zhong in Jinhai could contact the secret line in Beiping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was afraid that if he died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin and Yu Zecheng would have no way to send out important intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go to hell and report it to the King of Hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin also conveyed the fact that he was powerless to rescue him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yong Jianqiu had spent a fortune trying to save him, but to no avail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with all the capable people in the organization, it was impossible to come up with a plan in such a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu could not be saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Third Brother, Section Chief Yu is here.\" At this moment, a jailer came in to report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin went to the entrance to greet Yu Zecheng:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does Director Yu have business here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Station Master has ordered that Qiu Ji is innocent and is to be released.\" Yu Zecheng handed over the document signed by Wu Jingzhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Released?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then wouldn't you be taking a huge loss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you had waited two more days, my men could have helped you take your revenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin took the document, signed it, and completed the handover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a good thing you didn't finish him off, otherwise I'd still owe you a favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng smiled and made a gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping went inside to retrieve the prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, Shopkeeper Qiu, covered in blood, was dragged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm taking you home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng stared at Qiu Ji with a grim look in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping and the others escorted him into the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Officer Liao, goodbye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Yu Zecheng shook his hand, he used his fingernail to press hard into the palm of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin understood instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng had been ordered to send Shopkeeper Qiu \"on his way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The initial trace of joy was instantly overwhelmed by a surge of sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked back inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he had just sent away a stray cat or dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Xu was right there beside him; at this moment, even one extra glance at Qiu Ji would invite suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Officer Liao, would you like to order a late-night snack?\" Old Xu called out from behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Order it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's have some spicy blood curd; I haven't had it in a long time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Sanmin waved his hand and walked toward the lounge to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still able to eat something with blood in it; he truly lives up to the name 'Cold-Faced Gentleman'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Xu sneered quietly and signaled his subordinate to take care of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car drove in the direction of Tuanbowo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That place was remote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a good spot for murder and burying bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping drove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu sat in the back row, guarded by two security guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch, this won't do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My stomach hurts terribly; it must be that the pork trotter soup the Station Master's wife sent was too greasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Ping, stop the car, I need to relieve myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after they had set off, Yu Zecheng let out a muffled fart, and amidst the stench, he frowned and shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, it's getting late, hurry it up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping rolled the car window all the way down and said, while fanning his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a student of Liu Xiong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't learned anything else, but he had learned how to do things strictly by the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone of voice was even more rigid than Ma Kui's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did have the capital to be arrogant; after all, the Security Section was the Station Master's \"Embroidered Uniform Guard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng got out of the car, squatted by the side of the road, and bit into some paper to do his business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had intentionally taken a laxative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without Sister Mei's pork trotter soup, he would have had Ding Defeng order some chicken soup or something to \"nourish his body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he needed was a pretext.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heaven help him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May Boss Dai's rhinitis improve so he can quickly call the Station Master and pull Old Qiu back from the brink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He covered his nose and prayed silently in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, are you done yet?\" Li Ping urged impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Done, done!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng's legs were a bit numb from squatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up and returned to the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car had driven for less than ten minutes when Yu Zecheng shouted again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, my stomach still hurts, I need to squat again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping stopped the car, speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood by the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and just stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Ping, why don't you just execute him yourself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry, I'll sign the papers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My stomach is being uncooperative, and I don't want to ruin the Station Master's important business.\" Yu Zecheng said apologetically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, I'll wait a bit longer.\" Li Ping moved and stood upwind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Liu had given strict instructions that Yu Zecheng must be the one to pull the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To shoot his own comrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Yu Zecheng really was a Red agent, it would be very difficult for him to regain internal trust in the future, and he might even be treated as a traitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a trump card the Station Master was using to hold him in check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also Wu Jingzhong's act of goodwill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Yu Zecheng shot Shopkeeper Qiu to prove his innocence, the gossip within the station could be put to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping wouldn't be stupid enough to ruin the good show the Station Master had carefully planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiong had given him only one goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Ji must die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my, I'm really delaying things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng said with a forced smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey was a series of stops and starts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng kept calling out that he needed to go again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearing the guy was acting, Li Ping even specifically squatted with him for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, he really was going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there was nothing to say; the whole trip was dragged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been nearly an hour, and they hadn't even gone a few miles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng knew that doing this was very risky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too coincidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had to buy time for Qiu Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wife's pork trotter soup was the evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping was the eyewitness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as the \"Night-Shining Pearl\" was there, he believed the Station Master would not make an issue of it or investigate further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss Dai, please make the call quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned against the seat, nearly exhausted, looking at the vast night outside the window, sighing in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou had been guarding the telephone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he stared at his watch, feeling as if every second was a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Old Yu could stall, by now he should have executed Shopkeeper Qiu and be on his way back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ring, ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong’s urgent voice came from the other end:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Hong, has Yu Zecheng left?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He has,\" Hong Zhiyou replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quick, use every possible means to bring him back. Boss Dai specifically named this person and that bullshit formula of his.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go intercept him immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jingzhong urged from the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou hung up the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already filled the car with gas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He got in, floored the accelerator, and gave chase after Yu Zecheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car drove to the edge of the low-lying land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping and several subordinates took shovels and quickly dug a pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, you may proceed with the execution,\" Li Ping reminded him coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng stood with his hands on his hips, looking up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Yu, it is time for the execution!\" Li Ping clicked on his flashlight and raised his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng walked up to Qiu Ji and drew his service pistol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a Red Ticket!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared into Shopkeeper Qiu’s eyes and began to smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Ji was weak but calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the flashlight shining on his face, he couldn't even offer a smiling farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The safety was disengaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng fired a shot straight into Qiu Ji’s lower leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Ji let out a muffled groan and knelt on one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a Red Ticket!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng repeated, his gaze even colder, and fired another shot into the other leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Ji’s legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he could not say a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng knew what he wanted to say, but could only treat him with an even colder, more cruel smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a Red Ticket!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was filled with immense hatred, as if he wanted to tear Shopkeeper Qiu into a thousand pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another shot, hitting his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuous gunfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuous whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shoulder blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sprays of blood bloomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the night, he looked as cold and ferocious as a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand on the gun was steady and precise, as if the person on the ground were merely a chicken or a dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shopkeeper Qiu’s body shook and convulsed from the force of the bullets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light in his eyes behind his round-rimmed glasses gradually dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping stood to the side, trembling with fear, his hair standing on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng was usually gentle and soft-spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could have imagined his methods would be so cruel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even digging up someone’s ancestors for eighteen generations wouldn't warrant such revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was torture, humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was too ruthless, too terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally understood why his Master always said never to underestimate the elites cultivated by the old veterans of Ji'e Lane like Yu Lexing, Chen Gongshu, and Wu Jingzhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally remembered that Yu Zecheng was no pushover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Juntong’s \"Zhao Zilong of Changshan\" who had braved the dragon’s den and tiger’s lair to single-handedly kill Li Haifeng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ping’s arrogant gaze turned fervent and filled with respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood straight and his tone became more respectful: \"Director Yu, give him a quick end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zecheng gave him a soft smile, took out another magazine, and swapped it out cleanly and efficiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am a Red Ticket?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered and aimed at Qiu Ji’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forgive me, Old Qiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really can't drag this out any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rest in peace, my comrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourning silently in his heart, he was about to pull the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beep beep!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright headlights illuminated the dim low-lying land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold your fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Yu, hold your fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Zhiyou parked the car, jumped out, and came running over, shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m all about listening to advice; the end of this chapter has been revised. I realized I should probably set up a group so everyone can notify me (or roast me) immediately if you have thoughts or find any issues. Also, I can notify you about update times and such.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2758,"2026-06-25T10:22:48.848Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","6fe1800174f45aca57c5e83bd689081f273093331dd8b6fa82032e8806970483","spy-survival-guide-chapter-81","spy-survival-guide-chapter-79",395,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fspy-survival-guide-cover.jpg"]