blogombal Chapter 289 Is he a spy?
Chapter 289 Is he a spy?
When facing multiple opponents, it's difficult for a person to remain completely calm and observe everything around them.
Lu Yao has already activated his combat mode; his first thought upon anyone who gets close to him is to attack.
If the person who came didn't fire immediately, then he didn't have a chance to fire.
Lu Yao swung his carrying pole and struck his wrist.
The pistol flew into the air.
Lu Yao kicked the man again, sending him flying more than two zhang away.
He caught the falling gun.
He darted forward, and the gun was already pressed against the man's temple.
With her other hand, she grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and held him in front of herself.
"You all better behave yourselves, or I'll shoot him dead."
They weren't satisfied with just curling their hair.
He charged forward, holding a wooden stick in his hand.
"Bang!"
Lu Yao fired a shot at the wooden stick, which was knocked out of his hand by the impact.
"Bang!"
Another shot, hitting three inches in front of Curly Hair's feet.
Startled, the curly-haired creature jumped up.
Startled by the gunfire, everyone retreated.
Some of the more timid ones simply ran behind the female employees.
The young man, who was being grabbed by the collar by Lu Yao, yelled, "That's enough, stop hitting me, give me back my gun."
Lu Yao then realized that the person he had taken the gun from and captured was Jing Dongwei.
He was the head of the security department at the state-owned cotton mill, and he was the only one with a gun.
He saw that it was Curly Hair leading a group to beat up Lu Yao, so he thought he would show off by grabbing Lu Yao and then letting him go.
Little did he know that he had essentially handed someone a gun.
He tried to show off but ended up embarrassing himself.
Lu Yao grabbed her by the back of her collar like she was a chick; the posture was too awkward.
Lu Yao kept the gun pressed against his head and angrily said:
"Have you guys no shame? Did I hit you even once when we went to Jiapigou? If I hadn't stopped you, Ding Dahu and his gang would have broken your legs that day, believe it or not!"
Jing Dongwei retorted, "I didn't intend to hit you! I just wanted you to put down your weapon. Why did you try to grab my gun?"
Lu Yao tapped him on the temple with the muzzle of the gun:
"Taking your gun is the least of my worries. If you dare point a gun at me again, I'll kill you!"
Now that the gun is in their hands, Jing Dongwei doesn't dare to utter a single word.
His face turned bright red, and he dared not utter a sound.
Fearing that he might anger Lu Yao, he accidentally hooked the hook.
Curly Hair and the others were also stunned. Although they didn't run away, none of them dared to get close.
Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Lu Yao angrily shoved Jing Dongwei and threw the gun at him.
"I'm here to see your father. Take me there."
Jing Dongwei awkwardly put the gun away.
He no longer dared to be arrogant in front of Lu Yao.
Lu Yao's swift movements just now were so quick that I didn't even see it clearly before I became his prisoner.
All that punching on the sandbags during this period was for nothing; I'm far behind the others.
He glared fiercely at the curly-haired guys:
"Get the fuck out of here, everyone back to your positions, and stop causing trouble!"
These male employees all behaved themselves.
The female employees' eyes were practically glued to the screen.
This era had a martial spirit and greatly admired heroes.
Lu Yao's heavy blow with the carrying pole seemed to open the hearts of young girls and pry open the hearts of married women, instantly giving these female employees romantic targets.
I'll look for someone like this when I'm looking for a partner in the future.
She is brave and invincible, calm and experienced, and most importantly, beautiful and spirited.
He is even more handsome and dashing than movie star Da Shichang.
The heroes in movies are all acted out, but what girl wouldn't like a real, tough hero who can take on twenty or so men right before her eyes?
Having absolute military power in this era is no less attractive than the extravagant spending of a wealthy young man in the 21st century.
It took the workshop director six or seven times before the female workers finally turned back.
She kept turning back to look at Lu Yao's retreating figure.
For a long time afterward, Lu Yao became the main topic of conversation among the female employees.
For a long time, the male employees of the state-owned cotton mill couldn't hold their heads up in front of the female employees.
Jing Dongwei led Lu Yao toward the office, still hoping to salvage some face verbally.
"Actually, our factory has quite a few male employees, more than a hundred in total..."
Lu Yao flicked the back of his head: "Stop talking nonsense with me, hurry up and find your dad, I don't have time to waste on you guys!"
"..."
Jing Dongwei was completely subdued by Lu Yao.
Even if they disrespect him, they dare not turn against him.
He thought to himself, "Hmph, just wait until I tell my girl to deal with you!"
……
The state-owned cotton mill's office was a small three-story building.
From the window on the third floor, the short and stout Jing Yiming held a pair of binoculars and watched the entire process of Lu Yao's solo battle against a group of male employees of the state-owned cotton mill.
Seeing Lu Yao arrive with Jing Dongwei, he put down his binoculars.
His face was filled with anxiety.
He was definitely not an ordinary militiaman.
These are specially trained agents.
Putting aside his extraordinary fighting skills, his calm and collected demeanor is just out of character for his age!
Why did he approach me?
They must have been sent from above.
Did I do something wrong and give myself away?
That's not right. For so many years, I've worked diligently to be a good factory manager in order to gain a foothold in the business.
For safety reasons, we never recruit subordinates except for the personnel sent from above to make contact.
He simply transmits the domestic production data and innovative technologies he has to his contact persons on a regular monthly basis.
And they planned that only on the day their plans were exposed could they commit such a desperate act, even if it meant mutual destruction.
But before that, I didn't do anything unnecessary.
Why would a spy contact me?
The excuses he came up with were ridiculous; he actually asked to borrow a quilt and a plastic sheet.
Even though Jing Yiming was so arrogant and intelligent that he was balding, he couldn't figure out where there was a flaw that would attract the attention of spies.
Although Lu Yao's skills have revealed his identity, he has not yet clarified his purpose, so Jing Yiming must not lose his composure.
Quickly stuff the binoculars into the cabinet.
Then he opened the production report, sat down at his desk, and waited for Lu Yao to come in.
During this time, he was also thinking about where he might have done something wrong that could have exposed his identity.
Before liberation, he was a Chinese citizen and settled in Jiangzhou.
No one knows his true nationality except when he goes online.
Could Lu Yao's appearance be a coincidence?
He wasn't targeting me.
If that doesn't work, you can let Youxiang get close to him and find out what's going on with him.
Yu Xiang was unaware that she was of pure Japanese descent and even a member of the hospital's Patriotic Committee, so she would not give herself away when she approached Lu Yao.
A spy's mind can never rest; he dreams of counter-espionage.
During the time Lu Yao and Jing Dongwei walked upstairs, Jing Yiming considered more than a dozen possible scenarios for the future.
In the end, I decided to temporarily maintain a good relationship with Lu Yao.
The moment Lu Yao opened the door and came in, Jing Yiming's face instantly broke into a smile.
Very kind and approachable.
"Oh, Xiao Lu, what brings you here?"
Lu Yao also respected this factory director very much. He was said to be an advanced worker in the county and a provincial model worker.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Director Jing, I'm sorry to bother you."
Jing Yiming quickly stood up, and the two shook hands.
Lu Yao laughed, "Director Jing's hands are strong and powerful; it seems he trains his physical fitness quite a bit, doesn't he?"
Jing Yiming laughed heartily: "This random training is just for improving health. Comrade Lu, please have a seat. Dongwei, make some tea!"
He appeared relaxed on the surface, but was secretly astonished:
There's something hidden in what this kid said!
What is this implying? Is it targeting me?
Does he know I practice karate?
Examine your own hands to see if there are any flaws.
Being a spy means living on the edge every minute.