A War Between Spies

Yang Yi ran into the crowd. He ran wildly and scared a lot of people. When he saw the gun in his hand, it caused a riot. Anyone who met him on the road shunned both sides.

Just then, Yang Yi’s cell phone in his pocket rang again.

The rabbits have fallen, and a series of life-and-death struggles are coming to an end. It is only two or three minutes before the time has passed. Xiao Yu, who just ended the call, is likely to call the phone back.

But now Yang Yi certainly has no time to answer the phone.

Yang Yi heard the sharp brakes behind him, followed by the roar of the throttle being stepped on.

There are chasing soldiers coming over, at least those who drive have chased them.

Yang Yi continued to run wild, then he saw a Chinese restaurant.

In any case, he could not run on the street. Yang Yi smashed a glass door and rushed into which restaurant is open.

There weren't many guests. Yang Yi waved his pistol and rushed in. The movement was too big. Almost everyone looked at him. When the sharp-eyed guest found the gun in his hand, someone immediately screamed: "He has a gun!"

There was a riot in the restaurant immediately.

The Americans who suffered from the shooting had a wealth of experience in how to deal with the shooting. No one shouted, and everyone immediately began to kneel down or kneel under the table.

At this time, Yang Yi had already ran through the lobby, and he quickly rushed into the kitchen along the channel of food delivery.

After entering the kitchen, the sound of jingling quickly stopped, and everyone was surprised to see Yang Yi who suddenly broke into.

Yang Yi pointed the empty gun at a chef. Although he had no bullets in his gun, he could not see it after he was hanged.

"Where is the back door!"

Yang Yi just asked, the person who was pointed by his gun immediately reached out to a row of shelves.

"Thank you, sorry."

In a hurry, Yang Yi began to run to the shelves. He bypassed the shelves and saw the sink for washing dishes.

The sink is filled with water and there are plenty of dirty dishes to be washed.

Yang Yi hesitated, and he wasted an extremely precious two seconds. After the air gun on his hand was wiped a few times on the clothes, he threw it into the sink full of detergent foam.

Wiping is enough to destroy the fingerprints left, and even if it is soaked in the water with detergent, even the residual fingerprint will disappear quickly.

Yang Yi thinks that it is not the same as others. In the current situation, most people think about how to escape, but Yang Yi thinks how he does not reveal his identity, which means he puts confidentiality. It is more important than life.

Throwing the gun into the sink, Yang Yi ran a few steps and opened a door, directly rushing out of the kitchen is also the back door of the restaurant.

The back door of the restaurant leads to an alley full of rubbish. Through the alley, Yang Yi inserts the knife back behind the belt buckle.

Yang Yi’s knife is now not even a scabbard. He used a unfinished scabbard for temporary emergency at the Charles home. The scabbard is stuck to the right hand behind the belt buckle. If Yang Yi is the right hand to pull the knife, then it is positive. Hand grip, the left hand pulls the knife and can only hold it back.

There are no knives and guns on hand, at least not where they are going to cause panic.

I glanced around and left, there was no car coming over, and there was no chase to catch up.

Not far from the subway station, there are many cars on the street.

Yang Yi now has three choices. He goes to the subway station to take the subway, grab a car with a gun, or continue walking.

Looking around, Yang Yi saw a Starbucks.

Yang Yi immediately went to Starbucks. At the moment before pushing the glass door, I saw the reflection on the glass. Yang Yicai suddenly realized that his face was wearing a mask.

It seems that it is not necessary to chase after people who have seen their faces...

In the heart of a bitter smile, Yang Yi pushed the door into Starbucks, and then he went straight to the toilet.

Into the toilet, close the toilet door, Yang Yi took off his backpack, and then began to undress, stuffed the old clothes into the backpack, took out new clothes from the backpack, and then put a hat on the buckle On the head, then Yang Yi hangs a big shiny necklace on her chest and put on a pair of sunglasses.

The shoes on the feet have to be changed, but Yang Yi does not have spare shoes, because his bag is not very big, can not install a pair of shoes.

Now Yang Yi is a ripped jeans, but the upper body is a big sportswear, a hat on the head, and a large necklace. This dress is a bit nondescript, but it looks like it is just changing. A person.

The undressed clothes were stuffed into the bag, and then Yang Yi took out a bucket bag. After shaking the shoulder bag, he inserted the pistol into his waist.

After the dressing was completed, Yang Yi, who was leaning back behind the bucket bag, went out of the toilet, took a photo in front of the sink, and then walked out and came to the counter.

"Big ice mocha, take away, thank you."

Standing a little in front of the counter, Yang Yi paid the money, took his cup of ice Mocha, and slowly walked out of Starbucks.

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Yang Yi saw a car slowly driving through the street at Starbucks. There were two people in the car wishing for Dong Zhang. They saw Yang Yi, but after looking at Yang Yi’s eyes with coffee. Their eyes quickly moved to other places.

I don't know why I was stared at, I don't know why I was being stared, but Yang Yi thinks that those who are looking for him now don't know what he looks like.

From the very beginning, the two people tried to figure out the identity of Yang Yi, instead of confirming his identity from the beginning, he can already see some clues.

So why is it being targeted? Yang Yi is puzzling.

Slowly walked to the entrance of the subway station, Yang Yi took the coffee and hurried down.

Yang Yi is very nervous. He can't control his emotions, but he can control his expression, so he is really nervous now, but he shows very leisurely.

Moreover, when Yang Yi entered the subway station, he did not find any abnormal people following him.

Yang Yi bought the ticket and came to the platform. He stood behind several people waiting in line for the subway. Soon, several passengers were behind him.

At this moment, Yang Yi’s phone rang again. Yang Yi took out the mobile phone. After connecting, she listened to Xiao Xiaodao: “How did the phone break, and I didn’t pick it up. I thought you were in trouble. Now."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "The signal is not very good, I am in the subway."

At this time, the subway came, Yang Yi whispered: "Now hang up the phone, I will call you later, bye."

Yang Yi hangs up the phone and enters the subway. It is not the peak of traffic. There are not many people in the subway. Yang Yi has found a seat and sat down. He feels that he may have got rid of it now. Tracking.