Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Zhang Anping did not consult the bureau headquarters regarding his plan to use Li Weigong and eventually silence him.

Old Dai was 70% sure that he would agree, but he was unwilling to bet on the 30%.

In today's hastily organized evacuation, the exposed lines had to be cut off, and he didn't want to suffer such losses again.

So, just do it first and report later!

After walking in the night for a while, Zhang Anping came to a yard. After removing his disguise, he drove out a car and headed straight for the dock.

During the day, he arranged for Zeng Moyi's evacuation and created the illusion that she was being kidnapped. Naturally, he couldn't let Zeng Moyi go back at this time, so he could only act to the end and send Zeng Moyi, her mother, and Zhu Yizheng away together.

They might have to wait until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War before they could meet again. As a son, husband, and father, Zhang Anping finally overcame his principles and chose to see them off.

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Zhang Anping parked the car two kilometers away and ran over quickly. When he arrived, Zeng Moyi was doing the final operation for herself.

There were two hideous "blood holes" on Zhu Yizhen's forehead, and there were many blood spots on her face which was stained with mud. She had completed her preparations and was now looking at Zeng Moyi's operation with curiosity, completely unaware of her own horrifying appearance.

Zhang Anping did not disturb Zeng Moyi's busy work, but watched her operations quietly.

She was seen slowly using the blood of the chicken she had killed to draw blood holes on her clothes. With the "blood hole" on her forehead, if she met a few people who didn't know the truth, they would be scared to death - this was probably the reason why his mother Wang Chunlian hid in the cabin with the child.

So scary.

Zeng Moyi finished her work and checked carefully to see if there was any problem. Then she said to Miao Fengxiang:
"We can take pictures now - An, you're here!" As she spoke, she saw her husband and blurted out the words instinctively, then hurriedly changed her words. Looking at her husband who was seeing her off, there seemed to be a light flashing in her eyes.

Zhu Yizhen said to Miao Fengxiang tactfully: "Take a photo for me first."

The two men walked to the side and poured out some of the chicken blood. Then Zhu Yizhen fell to the ground with her head soaked in the chicken blood.

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As the spotlight flickered, the camera captured a half-length shot of Zhu Yizhen, who died with her eyes open.

On the other side, Zhang Anping and Zeng Moyi sat opposite each other on the ground. Zhang Anping forced himself to look directly at his wife several times, but every time his eyes fell on Zeng Moyi's face, he would involuntarily look away.

It was not because he was afraid of the bloody hole on his wife's forehead, but because he was afraid that the fake one would be as real as the real one.

Zeng Moyi's original tenderness turned into a chuckle because of her husband's unbearable performance. She knew that her husband did not dare to face her because he had an illusion that it was real.

Her husband is a man of integrity, who has manipulated countless opponents at his fingertips, but he is not "afraid" of his "death". The unique romance between underground party couples makes her addicted!
Bursting into laughter again, Zeng Moyi playfully pinched Zhang Anping's nose and said with a smile, "I'll go take pictures first."

After moving to another place and pouring chicken blood, Zeng Moyi rolled on the ground for a few times and then lay in a pool of blood. She looked lifeless, and Miao Fengxiang captured the entire scene of her "death".

Zhu Yizhen’s half-length “posthumous” photo and Zeng Moyi’s full-length “posthumous” photo will appear in the next propaganda leaflet, with the title of traitors being executed.

To put it in a common saying:
The Military Control Commission’s Shanghai District—no, it’s the Beijing-Shanghai District—will be responsible for the deaths of these two people!

After taking the photo, Zeng Moyi avoided Zhu Yizhen's outstretched hand and stood up by herself. She smiled and asked Zhu Yizhen to go to the cabin to clean herself up. She took off her bloodstained coat, wiped her face roughly to remove the bloody hole on her forehead, and ran to Zhang Anping again.

"I have to go."

"Ah."

"How about..." Zeng Moyi playfully glanced at Miao Fengxiang who was looking at the scenery in the distance: "Hug me?"

Zhang Anping nodded gently and held his wife in his arms.

He said with a double meaning: "Take care."

Zeng Moyi looked up at Zhang Anping infatuatedly: "You too."

Zhang Anping couldn't help but hug her tighter. Although no one disturbed them, Zhang Anping still used his strong self-control to slowly push his wife away from his arms:

"time to go."

Zeng Moyi hummed softly and stood up. She wanted to turn around and leave but couldn't bear to do so. Zhang Anping hesitated and said:

"I'm going to say goodbye to Mom, and then hug and see Xixi."

Zeng Moyi had a smile on her face, like a flower blooming in spring, and the chicken blood on her face could not conceal her beauty.

For her, the happiest thing is to walk from here to the dock and then board the ship with her husband, and spend a few more seconds together as a family.

On the boat, Wang Chunlian looked at the blood on her daughter-in-law's face, and the urge to take revenge on her son disappeared without a trace.

When she evacuated, she also said:
"This brat, it would have been better if he had done this earlier!"

What a grievance it is to be a mother. In order to take care of her daughter-in-law, for her precious grandson, and to reassure the conscienceless boy, she has been trained for three months!

What was the result? After staying for three months, they were leaving. Why didn’t they do it earlier?

But after watching her daughter-in-law and goddaughter putting on dead-eye makeup, and her goddaughter, who loved cleanliness, rolling on the dirty ground and soaking in chicken blood, she had no complaints anymore.

Seeing her son with dust on his forehead at this moment, all she could do was to hand her precious baby to him in both hands - at other times, whether it was her precious daughter-in-law or her precious daughter, if anyone dared to hold her vitals without washing their hands, she would have to frown and glare at them secretly.

Zhang Anping took over his bloodline from his mother. Looking at the little guy sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but bury his head and kiss the little guy in the cradle, saying softly:

"Xiao Xixi, next time we meet, you will be able to see the arrogant Japanese devils bending over and begging for surrender. Are you happy?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yizhen, Miao Fengxiang and Zeng Moyi couldn't help but gleam with hope in their eyes.

That day...how wonderful it would be!
"Mom, take care of yourself!"

"You, you have to take care of yourself." The mother couldn't help but touch her son's cheek.

"Take care." Zhang Anping said goodbye to his wife again, and Zeng Moyi nodded heavily.

Zhang Anping handed the baby to his mother, and walked away from his wife, brushing her body. He then said to Zhu Yizhen, "Take care of yourself, too."

"Take care, teacher." Zhu Yizhen responded stiffly.

Glancing at Zhu Yizhen's big belly, Zhang Anping nodded silently, turned around and patted Miao Fengxiang on the shoulder. Miao Fengxiang assured:
"Please rest assured, my subordinate is..."

Zhang Anping patted Miao Fengxiang on the shoulder to signal him not to say anything more. After taking another lingering look at his mother, wife and children, Zhang Anping turned around resolutely, left the cabin and went up to the dock.

The boat started moving, gradually increasing the distance from the dock. When only an outline was left, a person rushed out of the cabin. She looked at the statue-like black shadow on the dock from afar, looking at it stubbornly, and the tears that she had been holding back finally fell.

Zhang Anping on the dock was looking at the boats. He seemed to see his wife staring at the shore in a daze.

He said softly:

"Take care, my wife."

This era is the theme song of iron and fire, blood and fire. In the tragic moment when the enemy's iron hooves are ravaging the motherland, love between young men and women is a cruel luxury for anyone who is determined to die for the country.

Zhang Anping turned around, and the tenderness that was clumsy and unexpressible on his body disappeared without a trace.

He is Zhang Anping, Zhang Shihao, Zhang Xiao, the district chief of the Beijing-Shanghai district, and an agent who struck fear into the hearts of the Japanese invaders.

He whispered:
"A new round of blood has begun!" (End of this chapter)