The Dark Sword

Chapter 9: Pull to be a driver

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Qian Datong said sternly: "Master who brought you here! Look at these few, you don't see that they are from the action team, kick it down!" He touched the cowardly faces with his hand, and finally touched the Eleventh Young Master. Face. The Eleventh Young Master straightened his waist, Qian Datong suddenly felt that this person was a bit familiar, and asked, "What is your name?"

"Sun Mingtang of the Field Service Department!" The Eleventh Young Master hurriedly stood at attention.

"You look like a scholar, are you literate?" Qian Datong asked.

"Slightly clear pen and ink." Eleven Shao responded.

"Do you know how to shoot?" Qian Datong continued to ask, his eyes patrolling the Eleventh Young Master, as if thoughtful.

"A few years ago I touched a gun and hit a rabbit in my hometown in Peiping!" Before the Eleventh Young Master said, several people in the crowd laughed.

Qian Datong nodded slightly, and then asked, "Can you drive?"

The Eleventh Young Master had studied cars when he was in the United States. He didn't dare to reveal his identity. He was about to lie. He suddenly flashed the profile of the cool cousin that he saw in the morning. She appeared in Qian Datong's car, and she must be related to Qian. What is the connection with Chase. He wanted to find his cousin through Qian Datong's line, and immediately said, "Yes!"

Money channel: "Okay, you will be my driver in the future. The current driver will return to his hometown to recover in three days! You will also be responsible for reading newspapers! Follow me now!"

The Eleventh Young Master got into the luxury car in the eyes of the envy of those field staff. Someone said bitterly: "People with good fate are different. This is only the first day, and they are taken by the people above them. From now on, they will be rich and rich, and enjoy them endlessly."

An old driver in the passenger seat confessed a few words to the eleventh young man, and the eleventh young man drove on the road and rushed to the airport. This time Qian Datong is going to meet the secret inspector sent by the Ministry of National Defense from Chongqing.

When we arrived at the airport, a few reporters guarding the terminal rushed in. It is not surprising that the Eleventh Young Master knew that the railway station and the airport were both places where reporters stayed. The security personnel responsible for the safety of Qian Chase put their right hands in their pockets, ready to shoot at any time, and their left hands stopped the reporters who were close to him.

The bold reporter held up his camera to get closer to Qian Datong. When the security guard's murderous black eyes glared, he walked away sullenly.

Qian Datong asked the old driver and the Eleventh Major General to drive to the underground parking lot. After half an hour, he drove out. Then, he took his bodyguard into the waiting hall. The underground parking lot was empty, with only a few old military trucks and some foreign cars parked. The Eleventh Young Master asked the old driver, "Lao Luo, why did Deputy Station Master Qian let us wait for him here?"

Lao Luo handed him a cigarette, but the eleventh boy declined, and said politely: "I don't smoke, you are always polite."

Lao Luo rolled the window of the car and lighted the cigarette by himself,? Said: "The license plate number of our Military Unification Bureau, the Central Command and the No. 76 spy will know at a glance. If you are away from home, you may cause any trouble. It is better to cover it as much as possible."

"Bang—" There was a muffled noise at the back door of the underground parking lot. The Eleventh Young Master and Lao Luo were both taken aback and drew out the pistols they were carrying. A figure swayed from a distance, and when he saw that the car had lights, he rushed forward with thick eyebrows and sweat on his face. The Eleventh Young Master's heart was cold when he saw his cry for help. He didn't want to be nosy, but the sad light in this person's eyes reminded him of old wine.

There was a jumble of military boots at the back door of the parking lot. Based on experience, Lao Luo said: "It's a Japanese soldier! Let's just keep it still." But when the eleventh young man heard this, he opened the side door of the car and glanced at it. The big man, the latter hurriedly got in and lay down.

Lao Luo looked at the Eleventh Young Master in surprise, but the Eleventh Young Master said coldly, "Lao Luo, I'm sorry, if you dare to speak out, I can only fight with you!" The gun in his hand has already been against Lao Luo. Back vest.

Lao Luo sighed and shook his head: This young man, I'm afraid it is devilish. Could it be that he is acquainted with this big guy? Nothing, nothing, everyone is now a grasshopper on a rope, and if something goes wrong between the two of them, he is afraid that he will die. Several Japanese soldiers rushed over, shouting again and again. A leader came to their car, smashed the bulletproof glass window with his fist, and said in blunt Chinese: "Did you see a person getting in here?"