Spy War: I Am a Loser and Rely on My Intuition to Survive

On the isolated island in Shanghai in 1941, human life was like a piece of grass. The young gangster He Laoliu looked at his brother, Agent No. 76, Who looked exactly like him and was beaten into a hornet's nest. Just as he was about to escape, the black muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of his head. In order to survive, he could only take off the dead ghost Lao Wu's bloody clothes, wrap them around his body, and step into the devil's cave at No. 76 Jisi Feier Road as a low-level scoundrel. With no professional training and no understanding of even a single sentence of telegraph code, the only thing He Laoliu could rely on was his wild beast-like instinct to warn before fatal danger approached! Assassination at gunpoint? He rolled over and spread lime on the spot in advance; a high-level drug and alcohol bureau? He did it first out of respect, then turned around and picked his throat to induce vomiting! He brought the cunningness of a street gangster and his three-way play to the extreme, living crazily on the edge of a knife. It wasn't until the colonel was blown away and Director No. 76 Was plotted to death that the bosses from all sides were horrified to discover that the good-for-nothing gangster they regarded as greedy and lustful was the most hidden king of espionage. "Want to kill me? I dug your ancestral graves first!" When darkness covers the isolated island, who says that gangsters cannot sacrifice their lives for the country? !