Must-Read Spy-War Novels, Especially Those Featuring Liu Changchuan

51 谍 Espionage: Harbin, 1941 The Teahouse DownstairsUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 5.7kReads7.4Score469Shelves

Reader note

Two excellent books, come and take a look

53 【 Cliffhanger: The Butterfly at Dawn Zeng XueyingUrban1.6M WordsOngoing 3.7kReads8.8Score425Shelves

Reader note

Butterfly at Dawn, the sequel to the hit drama Cliffhanger, is a must-read novel, and Gu Qiuyan and Zhou Yi have already won the hearts of the people.

54 潜 The Sequel to Lurking The Too-Late JinxUrban686k WordsCompleted 57.8kReads8.5Score4.2kShelves

Reader note

The best spy book to read quickly.

55 浴 Reborn in the Flames: From a World in Chaos to Glory Cute Crocodile GodUrban1.2M WordsOngoing 4.1kReads9.2Score271Shelves

Reader note

Rebirth of the Anti-Japanese War Spy Game😎A centenarian anti-war veteran is reborn and returns to the anti-Japanese period to save the country and save the people. It is unsystematic and realistic. The writing style is simple and delicate. Thank you for your support😊😊

56 上 A Blood-Red Chess Game in Shanghai Cheng'erHistorical760k WordsCompleted 1.1kReads5.8Score118Shelves

Reader note

Anti-Japanese spy war novels, readers who like this type of subject can read this one, it is very unique.

57 我 My Spy Game Has Plug-Ins Autumn Waves' Love RivalUrban2.0M WordsOngoing 31.3kReads7.0Score2.6kShelves

Reader note

This one is also good

58 奉 Can Mr. Liu, the First Brother of Fenghua Huangpu, Not Be Crazy About Fighting the War? I Eat Beef with CilantroUrban517k WordsCompleted 160Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

There is no system on the frontal battlefield, but there is a system on the battlefield behind enemy lines. You can put it on the shelf with confidence. Okay let's do it

60 让 You Sent Me to Infiltrate, and I Cleaned Out Old Rice? Dreaming Back to the Eight WastesUrban1.3M WordsOngoing 286.2kReads8.3Score25.2kShelves

Reader note

Li Haibo is not bad either [laughs]

61 暗 The Hidden Sentry Invisible GunfireUrban122k WordsCompleted 2.3kReads8.9Score216Shelves

Reader note

The most interesting thing about the spy war of the Republic of China is not the rain of bullets, but the mutual testing between two smart people. He is a secret sentry lurking in the northeastern spy agency. He walks a tightrope between the ladies of Shengjing, Jianghu gangs, and military reunification agents for the sake of a glimmer of hope for the liberation of the small town. She is... No, it's "he". A presence that follows you everywhere, as both enemy and friend. You can never guess whether he will hand you a knife or a razor blade in the next second. The whole book is short and concise, there is not a wasted scene, every character who appears is flesh and blood, there are no tools. No time travel, no rebirth, no golden fingers, pure flavor of the Republic of China, pure espionage IQ game.

62 抗 Anti-Japanese War: Gangsters and Spoilers in the Secret Service World Mountains and Rivers HiddenUrban1.2M WordsOngoing 24.4kReads8.0Score2kShelves

Reader note

No system, no lurking, smart, can do things on his own, kill decisively [laughing]

67 谍 Espionage: I'm a Shanghai Scion, Codenamed Porter Flowers Bloom and Flowers FadeUrban347k WordsOngoing 19.7kReads5.9Score1.8kShelves

Reader note

In Shanghai, which was occupied by the invaders, there was such a prominent family - the Shanghai Lin family. The eldest brother Lin Zhenbang is the head of the finance department of Juntong Shanghai, codename: God of Wealth, and his true identity is a secret intelligence agent of the underground party, codename: Cedar; the second brother Lin Duhan, the chief of the Operations Section of Juntong Shanghai, codename: Killer. The third sister, Lin Hanyue, is the chief of the Intelligence Section of the Shanghai Central Unification Station, codenamed: Music Box, and has another secret identity, codenamed: Deep Sea. The protagonist Lin Yun is the youngest brother in the family and has always been doted on by his older brothers and sisters. His brothers and sisters all hope that he can stay away from danger and struggle and live a stable life. The Lin family's financial resources are enough to support him as a free and easy man. But no one would have thought that this seemingly mediocre and low-key fourth son of the Lin family was the most hidden patriot, codenamed: Porter. A time traveler disguised as an ordinary person, a messenger of the night hiding behind the scenes, holding multiple identities. The president of Baixiao Society, the master of Time Pavilion, and the master of Dark Fire Hall. These names made the traitors hate them to the core, and also made the Chinese people applaud and praise them. As the family deals with various forces and undercurrents surge in Shanghai, a thrilling espionage game is quietly staged.

70 破 Windbreaker Half SunHistorical181k WordsCompleted 4.9kReads8.8Score458Shelves

Reader note

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

71 那 That Red Land Xiong DayuUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 3.5kReads8.8Score314Shelves

Reader note

Originally I just wanted to turn over two pages to kill time, but I didn't expect to catch up until the early morning. I couldn't bear to close the book.

72 上 Shanghai Beach 1937, the God of Death Under the Sun Don't Discuss TodayModern Romance1.5M WordsOngoing 7.5kReads7.6Score667Shelves

Reader note

Strongly recommended and linked together

73 夜 Nightingale The Dinghan Empire That Loves PancakesUrban853k WordsOngoing 1.6kReads—Score123Shelves

Reader note

It's up to you to see if it's good or not.

74 谍 Espionage: Red Agent, Codename Phoenix The Phoenix Flies, the Phoenix FollowsUrban4.3M WordsOngoing 23kReads8.8Score1.9kShelves

Reader note

Here are two good books, definitely worth reading

76 孤 Alone, I Answer the Nation’s Call Dream of a Winter NightModern Romance1.4M WordsCompleted 16.1kReads9.1Score1.9kShelves

Reader note

There are also spy stories in several books, which I recommend reading.

79 蝶 Butterflies and Spies The Internet Is Like ThisUrban465k WordsCompleted 15.7kReads9.3Score1.7kShelves

Reader note

This book is very interesting, take a look

80 谍 Spy War: I Told Jokes in the Republic of China Water KingUrban793k WordsCompleted 98Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

Cheng Ming, a member of the 996 club who stayed up late to complain about spy dramas, suddenly fell asleep in 1938 and Shanghai fell! In the beginning, he is an abandoned son of the military commander. He is chased by traitor No. 76 And surrounded by Japanese spies. He has just crossed the front foot, but will be killed by the back foot?

81 烬 Ember Bone Game Dream-Building Xiao YiUrban191k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

Old K raised his eyes, his cold and cold gaze swept across his whole body, and he flicked his fingertips and snapped his fingers. The hatch opened slowly. Sister Man walked slowly into the light and shadow. She wears a pure black velvet dress that hangs close to the body. The fabric is soft and delicate, making her figure look smooth and swaying. The neckline is cut extremely low, and a large area of ​​snow-white skin is exposed in the dim light, glowing with a warm and soft light. There is a light shadow in the depression of the collarbone. Every inch of the line is beautiful and extremely aggressive. She held a bright silver tray in her hand, and placed a glass of amber whiskey in the center of it. The liquid reflected the swaying light, making it clear and translucent. A black pistol with a silencer is placed horizontally on the side of the cup, one soft and one violent, the ultimate hedge. The steps were gentle and silent, and the hem of the velvet skirt brushed the ground, sliding like running water without any smoke or smoke. "I'm Sister Man." She stopped in front of Shen Nianzu, raised her eyes and looked up. Her voice was soft, but the end of her voice contained a sense of steady control. "Old K said that you are the most special knife he has ever seen." With her eyes lowered, she lowered her head and took a sip of whiskey. When he raised his eyes again, a drop of clear wine slowly slid down his fair chin, fine and alluring. She raised her hand and wiped it away gently, her fingertips brushed across her plump lips, and the traces of water shimmered, hiding the wind and moon. "Old K sent me to test you." She tilted her head slightly, with a smile on her face, but there was no warmth in her eyes, only precise testing. "If you don't try, do you dare to see blood? Test your heart - if there is anything you can't let go of." We are so close together that we can smell each other's breaths. "Two ways." "Either touch me, reveal your desires, reveal the weakness of mortals." "Or shoot me, cut off the favor, prove that you have no intentions, and you are a clean death knife." The cabin was completely silent. Only the clicking sound of walnuts colliding between old K's fingers continued to echo between the two of them, like a string that was constantly tightening and on the verge of breaking. Sister Man leaned forward slightly, breathing close to her ears, and her velvet skirt glowed with a shimmering sheen under the light. "Tonight, you must choose one. This ship will not let you go until you have chosen." Shen Nianzu still did not answer. He quietly looked at the beautiful and alluring woman in front of him, and saw clearly the waiting hidden in her eyes - waiting for him to panic, waiting for him to hesitate, waiting for him to expose the flaw in his heart. He doesn't choose his path. He broke the situation directly. Shen Nianzu suddenly raised his hand and clasped her slender neck with precision with his five fingers. The force was controlled and precise, not fatal or violent, but firmly locked up all her room for movement. He leaned close to his ear, his breath was low and cool, and he spoke in a very low voice: "The perfume on your body is too bright, and your anger is too strong. You are not worthy of playing a knife test." Sister Man's neck was restrained, her body was slightly stiff, but she did not struggle or call for help. She just stared at him, the temptation in her eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a trace of interest in reviewing and sizing up, as if she was examining an unexpectedly good knife. The traces of wine remaining on her lips still shimmer, and her beautiful features hide deep meaning. Shen Nianzu slowly let go. Sister Man took half a step back and raised her hand to calmly straighten her slightly messy collar. The cinnabar tear mole at the end of her eye flashed past in the dim light, seductive and hidden. She stopped talking and walked steadily back to Old K's side. Every step was smooth and controlled, the skirt traced a short arc, and she never looked back the whole time. But when I glanced at them before leaving, there was no hostility or friendship, only a silent review of the outcome of this game. The walnut fell on the table, and a soft sound broke through the stagnation. "The knife is sharp enough and the hand is steady enough." Old K stared at Shen Nianzu, all the temptation in his eyes faded away, leaving only the coldness of finalizing his ownership. "From today on, you will be under Chen Heng." "Remember. You don't have to have a heart with a sword. Once you have a heart, you will no longer be the wielder of the sword, but will only be a chess piece in the hands of others." Shen Nianzu turned around and opened the hatch. The cold river breeze suddenly poured into the cabin, blowing away the ambiguous and heavy smell of perfume and cigars in the room. He crossed the creaking rusty trestle and walked away from the lonely ship step by step without looking back. The thick fog on the river is still billowing, heavy and heavy. The moonlight was obscured by layers of mist, leaving only a thin layer of cold white covering the mottled hull, like a layer of slowly condensing frost. The railroad tracks beneath your feet extend into the endless night. The storm has subsided for the time being, and the siege has passed. He survived successfully and entered the game smoothly. But he knew it well - the deeper, colder, and more unsolvable chess game was already waiting quietly in the darkness ahead.

82 谍 The Spy Game: Gaze into the Abyss Luminous White RadishUrban1.3M WordsOngoing 5.9kReads6.8Score550Shelves

Reader note

A system-less multi-female spy novel about the Republic of China, a must-read

83 谍 Espionage: Rewriting a Deadly Trap, I Slaughter My Way Through Shanghai! Salted EggUrban1.2M WordsOngoing 517Reads5.8Score117Shelves

Reader note

The special forces unit becomes the second commander of the army and starts with a mission: to defeat the four major Japanese conspiracies within 72 hours. Saved the father of the commander-in-chief who was doomed to die on the front line! Disguised as the section chief of the Japanese Special High School Course, he brutally tortured No. 76. Rewind after death + full combat power, spy battles, killing bandits, blowing up spy nests, the whole process is high-energy but not watery!

85 两 Traveling Between Two Worlds: the 1970S Trying to Stay Alive2Urban3.2M WordsOngoing 186Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

I don't know if you are making trouble

88 暗 Shadow Spy Network Yan YutongUrban656k WordsCompleted 145Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

Storms in the concession, confrontations between spies, and family disputes are intertwined. The male and female protagonists are in a crisis-ridden environment. They deal with open guns and secret arrows while guarding each other's feelings. The characters are super three-dimensional.

90 明 The Ming Dynasty’s Special Reconnaissance Troops: The Night Watchmen Shu Yao JiuHistorical456k WordsCompleted 689Reads5.8Score101Shelves

Reader note

The night does not stop... The bloody tomorrow...

91 潜 Lurker [Spy Hunter] Xia FengchengUrban181k WordsOngoing 3kReads—Score176Shelves

Reader note

Spy war is a daily routine, start slowly.

92 大 Ming Dynasty God of War Zhu Di Shu Yao JiuHistorical472k WordsCompleted 18.1kReads8.1Score1.2kShelves

Reader note

Hot-blooded Ming Dynasty, hot-blooded Zhu Di...[Like][Love]

93 小 Xiao Bing Youzi Cavalry Flower SeaUrban566k WordsOngoing 121Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

This one is also good,

94 疯 Beautiful Female Fighter in the Madhouse Shu Yao JiuModern Romance255k WordsCompleted 3Reads—Score—Shelves

Reader note

Contemporary spy war... Real workplace...

98 港 Hong Kong Movie: the Mighty Dragon of the Police Force, Covering the Sky with One Hand Panda Hanmang1.4M WordsOngoing 35.2kReads5.8Score3kShelves

Reader note

Yes, this is a very classic beginning of a Hong Kong-style story, full of imagery and flavor of the times. It instantly establishes character, time and atmosphere. Let's continue with this beginning: --- Chen Yaofeng had just helped his Hakka grandmother to find her lost three-yellow chicken cub, and the sweat on the back of his military uniform had dark markings. He lay back on the mottled wooden chair of the sentry box, resting his left hand on the back of his head, reading the newspaper, lost in thought. The newspaper contained news about Hong Kong Governor Youde's visit to Beijing, and there was an undercurrent about the "1997" in the lines. In the distance, the Lincun Reservoir glowed like broken silver under the scorching sun. It was so quiet that only the cicadas screamed desperately and the old-fashioned fan in the sentry box turned its head "squeaking". The tranquility did not last long. There was a rapid ringing of bicycle bells from far away, and a sudden stop outside the guard box. A young man wearing a sweatshirt and sweating profusely put his head in, panting: "Brother Feng, Feng! Oh no! Xu... That crazy woman from the Xu family... Ran to the pond and called her name again! This time it seems she has to go down!" Chen Yaofeng frowned and jumped up from the chair. Everyone in the village knows about Mrs. Xu's family. Three years ago, her seven-year-old son Azai was playing in the water by the pond. A wave hit him and he never came back. Even his body was not found. Since then, she has been in a daze, running to the pond every now and then, saying she heard Ah Tsai calling her. "Throw it away!" Chen Yaofeng cursed lowly, grabbed the police hat on the table and put it on his head, "Aqiang, go call the village chief and Uncle Xu, and I'll go take a look!" He got on the Phoenix bicycle parked next to the guard box, pedaled hard, and rode quickly along the dirt road next to the pond. The wind blew up his sweaty back, bringing a slight chill. From a distance, he saw the thin figure standing on the stone embankment by the pond, wearing the white washed blue shirt, with messy hair, opening his arms towards the dark green water, shouting in a stern voice: "Azai - Azai - back for dinner!" The water rippled, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, and was bottomless. "Aunt Xu! Come down! Danger!" Chen Yaofeng threw down his bicycle and shouted as he ran. The woman didn't seem to hear anything, but moved forward half a step. The gravel rolled down from the embankment and disappeared into the water silently. Chen Yaofeng's heart was in his throat and he quickened his pace and rushed over. Just when he was still more than ten meters away from the other party, Mrs. Xu suddenly stopped shouting and turned around suddenly. The face that had been tortured by the sun and madness was showing an unusual, almost eerie sobriety at the moment. She stared straight at Chen Yaofeng, her eyes were too sharp to look like a madman, and her voice was hoarse but clear: "Sir, there is someone looking at me under the water. It's not my son... He is wearing a black shirt, so fierce..." Chen Yaofeng paused, and an inexplicable chill climbed up his spine, which was worse than the cold in the depths of the pond. At this moment, Mrs. Xu's foot slipped and she fell into the water screaming. "Plop!" Chen Yaofeng didn't have time to think about it, threw off his hat, pulled open the first button of his collar, and plunged into the cold water. He swam hard towards the figure splashing in the water. The water was cool, a stark contrast to the afternoon heat. The turbid pond water blocked his vision, and dark green water plants brushed against his calves like ghost hands. With great difficulty, he grabbed Mrs. Xu's arm and dragged her to the shore. During the struggle, Chen Yaofeng's feet seemed to hit something heavy, not like a stone, soft but hard at the same time. He subconsciously lowered his head and looked into the turbid water - through the swaying waves and floating impurities, he could vaguely see a swollen and white face, embedded in the dark mud at the bottom of the water. The empty eyes were wide open, facing the direction he was looking down. Just as Mrs. Xu said, the corpse was dressed in black and looked like an ominous shadow in the green water. What made his scalp numb the most was that there were several thick iron chains tightly wrapped around the neck of the corpse, and a huge stone was tied to the other end of the iron chain. Chen Yaofeng took a sip of water, and a cold feeling instantly ran through his body. This wasn't an accidental slip-up at all. It's murder. Shen Tang. And he, this "retired" military uniform who just wanted to be quiet in the countryside and was waiting to immigrate to Canada, ran into it.

99 人 No. 76: a God-Level Entry Every Day Reforming WomenUrban123k WordsOngoing 16Reads5.8Score—Shelves

Reader note

This is pretty good, guys.

100 1 1938: Purification The Little Chick Is HereUrban1.5M WordsOngoing 2.1kReads5.8Score163Shelves

Reader note

Good books are waiting for your support