A Spy Marries a Mirror and Is Surrounded by Dangers! ! !

346 双 Double Wear: Gold Rush in the Republic of China Live Hard 8888Urban3.2M WordsOngoing 11.2kReads7.7Score921Shelves

Reader note

Okay, what are your next steps?

356 夜 Thestrals Dinghan Empire Who Loves to Eat WafflesUrban810k WordsOngoing 1.4kReads—Score102Shelves

Reader note

Lin Guangyao picked up the pen and added a line under the scrawled suicide note: "Wang Tianfeng, head of the Military Reunion Shanghai Station. Martyred for his country on the 25th of the first lunar month in 1939. Some people remember." He put down the pen, folded the letter and put it in the bottom of the drawer. There is another piece of paper locked there, with four lines of poetry written on it: "What's the matter with the fluttering flowers in troubled times? I can only see the cold plum blossoms reflected in the snow. There is no way to know the frost and snow on the road ahead, but there is a clear understanding in my heart." The ink has become a little faded. He gently caressed those lines of words, like caressing an old dream that could never come back. Outside the window, the lights of No. 76 Opposite were still bright. Behind a certain window, there was a woman in black uniform, looking down at the files to be processed tonight. She didn't look up. He didn't wait either. He just closed the drawer, stood up, and walked to the window. The night in Shanghai is always so bottomless black. But he knew that no matter how dark the night was, there would always be light. I just don't know if those people who never wake up after dawn will feel a pity. Lin Guangyao stood for a long time. For a long time, the moon moved from the tops of the sycamore trees to the eaves. Long enough for the wall clock to strike eleven. It took so long that he finally said to himself: Zhou Wenhao, I have finished writing your poem for you. Wang Tianfeng, I left your name for you. I'm still walking the same path you took. The day I can no longer walk, I will stop just like you.

357 别 Don't Mess with That Recruit, He's an SSS Level Fucker Tree GodUrban1.4M WordsCompleted 1.5kReads8.7Score243Shelves

Reader note

Recommended by old bookworms, this is a classic novel about King of Special Forces and God of War. If you like this genre, you can get into it.

364 在 In the 1980S, He Disguised Himself as a Wealthy Countryman and Returned to China. Strive for HappinessUrban1.5M WordsOngoing 8kReads5.8Score422Shelves

Reader note

It's just that thing about women

373 亮 Bright Sword: Establishing a Military Base and Scaring Li Yunlong Water NetworkUrban597k WordsOngoing 1.8kReads8.9Score114Shelves

Reader note

"Spy War" [Making Faces] The protagonist of the first book traveled to a war-torn era and had nothing to eat. He was just a small coachman with no food and clothing. What's more, it was still in the war-torn times. He knew how to survive, but he had no choice or any channels. However, by chance, he saved the military boss. "I will graduate from the military academy in a month and I will give you an official job"...

374 抗 Anti-Japanese War: Cannon Is Truth, Caliber Is Justice Silent SoldierHistorical1.5M WordsCompleted 138Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

I love you walking alone in a dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel, I love you who persisted through despair and refused to cry. Recommended by old bookworms, you can read it with confidence, the book shortage is not terrible, follow Lao Liu, Lao Liu will show you different novels

378 民 The Number One Acting School in the Republic of China Is Still Pretending to Be a Saint Today Bai Yunqi Pen TipUrban713k WordsCompleted 115Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

A spy war story about the Republic of China. The male protagonist was originally a prodigal playboy who spent a lot of money. He was possessed by a "saint-type" time traveler for three years... After finally regaining his body, he was forced to imitate the other person and pretend to be a "perfect persona." What's even more amazing is that he brings his own koi buff. He can break secret conversations between enemy agents while drinking tea, and he can pick up key information while shopping. Others praise him for his ability to predict things, but only he knows: it was all a matter of luck!

379 浴 The Nameless Monument at the Bloody Gate of the Country Flowers Are BeautifulUrban1.2M WordsCompleted 17.4kReads9.1Score1.2kShelves

Reader note

As for spy photos and anti-war articles, I also tried my best to find some in my bookshelf, which can be helpful to everyone.

380 枪 Gun Rifling Xiu ZhiyuanHistorical1.0M WordsCompleted 10Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

[OK] Read good books and recommend good books! These books are all mind-blowing spy novels, with profound writing skills, clever ideas, and ups and downs of plots, all of which are meticulously detailed. There are both tense scenes full of dangers and warm scenes of long-term love. For those of you who haven't read it, it's worth reading.

386 狂 The Roaring Eastern Front The Sound of the Piano Accompanies MeUrban273k WordsCompleted 12Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

Himmler was eager to build the atomic bomb

388 剧 How Come the Cast Member Jie Liuzi Is Still in the Northern Song Dynasty? Do You Know the Drama? Walking Time Traveler1.0M WordsCompleted 545Reads8.1Score—Shelves

Reader note

The battle finally started, and the battlefield was filled with shouts of killing and gunpowder smoke. Marshal Jin rode a tall war horse and shuttled across the battlefield, commanding calmly. His tactics were flexible and changeable. Sometimes he ordered his soldiers to attack directly, and sometimes he sent elite troops to outflank. Under his leadership, the soldiers had high morale and fought bravely against the enemy. After a fierce battle, the army led by Jin Shuai successfully broke through the enemy's defense line and achieved an initial victory. However, he did not relax his vigilance because he knew that greater challenges were yet to come. "Soldiers, this victory is just the beginning, we cannot take it lightly. Next, there are more difficult tasks waiting for us!" Jin Shuai stood on a high place and shouted to the soldiers. "I obey the commander's orders!" The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the sky. During the break between the battles, Jin Shuai wrote a letter to the Duke's Mansion, informing Hua Lan and Xie Tianxiang that he was safe. When Hua Lan and Xie Tianxiang received the letter, their worries finally eased a little. "Great, Jin Lang is safe and sound." Hua Lan's eyes flashed with tears of joy. "Yes, sister, we continue to pray for Brother Jin and hope that his next war will go smoothly." Xie Tianxiang was also sincerely happy. In the court hall, Zhao Zhen was very pleased after receiving the good news from the front line. "Jin Shuai has indeed lived up to my expectations. This victory in the first battle is really a blessing for me, the Song Dynasty." Zhao Zhen showed a rare smile on his face. "Congratulations to the official family, congratulations to the official family. Jin Shuai is brave and good at fighting. He will definitely return in triumph this time." The ministers congratulated Zhao Zhen one after another. However, just when Jin Shuai was about to pursue the victory, bad news came. An army from the Liao Kingdom was approaching the border, and it seemed that they had the intention of taking the opportunity to make a sneak attack. After Jin Shuai learned the news, he fell into deep thought. On the one hand, he had to continue to advance the war against the Uighurs, Huangtou Uighurs and Tubo tribes in Xizhou, and on the other hand, he had to guard against the Liao attack, which undoubtedly put great pressure on him. "It seems that we must speed up the progress of the war, and at the same time allocate part of our troops to defend the Liao Kingdom." Jin Shuai said to the generals beside him. The generals nodded in agreement, and a more difficult battle was about to begin. Jin Shuai knew very well that this was not only a test of his military ability, but also a critical moment related to the safety of the Song Dynasty. He must go all out to lead the soldiers to overcome many difficulties and achieve the final victory, so that he can live up to the expectations of the two beauties in the Duke's house and live up to the trust and trust of Zhao Zhen.

389 黑 Dark Surge Life Is NumberUrban383k WordsCompleted 88Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

The spy war that can still be watched, the surge of darkness

391 破 Windbreaker Half SunHistorical181k WordsCompleted 2.8kReads8.8Score341Shelves

Reader note

It truly reproduces a bloody and cruel battle on the secret front of our party in Shanghai in 1931.

392 谍 Spy War: a Silent Struggle A LaymanUrban3.1M WordsCompleted 10.5kReads8.2Score812Shelves

Reader note

Chen Yang, the cannon fodder agent of the Fuxingshe Training Brigade, was ordered to lurk in the Shanghai stock market to collect intelligence. By chance, he entered the Japanese and puppet agencies and was responsible for transportation matters. In order to better hide himself, Chen Yang used the essence of power and sex trade in later generations, colluded with officials of the Logistics Department, built Yuetaki Veil, and used money and beauty to corrupt the top brass of the Japanese army. "If you don't take it, how can I take it? If I don't take it, how can I take it? If they don't take it, how can they take it? If they don't take it, how can they take it? If they don't take it, how can they take it? If the colonel doesn't take it, how can I take it? If the general doesn't take it, how can you and I make progress? "Generals are people too, and people have prices. If he doesn't agree, then the money is not enough..." A few years later, Boss Dai looked at Chen Yangcheng in the newspaper