Spy War: I Am the Living King of Hell

It's so strange, why didn't they assassinate Wang when he was awake? Why did he have to wait until he woke up and the hospital was under lockdown before assassinating him? Also, since there was no time at the end when assassinating Wang Shi, why couldn't he throw a few more grenades? Is there any plot to assassinate Yang? Must be shot

During the Republic of China, could a car carry guns and ammunition for 3,000 people? And there are mortars? I would believe it if it was a truck, but what about a car?

The 3000's guns and ammunition also include mortars and ammunition, at least 7 or 8 tons. At that time, the maximum load capacity of military trucks was only 5 tons. The author of this horse is talking nonsense... Note: 38 large caps are 3.95 Kilograms each, and the bullets are 21.1 Grams. The Japanese army commonly uses 96-type 150mm mortars, each 722 kilograms, and the shells are 25.65 Kilograms.

Ning Zhiheng (a character in the novel) personally feels that he should be the ceiling of Qidian spy novels. It may be difficult to surpass this novel by the author. It's okay in front of me, but the gold finger might be too wide.

I can withstand other poisonous points, but you let Dai Li's mistress be pregnant with the protagonist's child. This is really extremely poisonous, so I will withdraw it first.

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The author's logical thinking is not very strong, so he should have no problem writing a novice novel, but writing a secret agent novel is a bit forced, and it feels like there are loopholes everywhere. I originally wanted to read it without thinking, but if I don't use my brain to read the secret agent novel, is it still a secret agent novel?

There are too many loopholes and the logic is unclear. Such an agent would not survive more than a month.

Is your system dead? After completing so many tasks and major events, what about system improvements? What about the system?

One cubic meter of space can actually accommodate a bicycle 🙂

The two major institutions of China and the military are both civil war-oriented, and no one is more inclined to seize the day. This is the distorted fact of some spy war stories. The bottom line is that it is all a matter of baldness. His own attitude is ambiguous and changes every day. Who among his people who are known for their shrewdness is so full that they can do those thankless things? Wouldn't it be nice to do more about the civil war where you will definitely get credit?

Didn't you write the plot about the Japanese spy Yoshino too hastily? He was tortured in a fight, but he still dared to let him be an undercover agent. You still haven't read enough spy novels and spy dramas. I suggest you learn from the seniors in the spy zone. There are still many loopholes in the plot. For example, My Spy Diary Next Door {"NickName":"Zhibai","UserId":388732816}

Where are you giving gifts? What is your identity? You are a squad leader and you want to give a gift to Virgo?

Author, the novel you wrote has many shortcomings. The Japanese are too stupid. After the operation in Hangzhou failed, the Japanese assassination team in Nanjing should be evacuated. Also, the Japanese in Hangzhou launched an assassination on the protagonist without any photos and without any information, so they just went ahead and went ahead. Don't you think it's stupid? {"NickName":"Zhibai","UserId":388732816}

Please help the author improve the IQ of the Japanese villains and stop writing them like pigs {"NickName":"Zhibai","UserId":388732816}

The more I watch it, the more I think it's a high-end imitation of The Bourne Supremacy!

Well written, it's high quality food now!

Nice! It's just too little, come on!

You have space, but you haven't thought about cutting off the "Golden Lily Project" stuff? Never thought about stealing gold from a Japanese bank vault?

What about Chapter 306 and 307?

Not bad, keep this quality up, I will order all + monthly tickets in the future

How big is this kangaroo space😅😅😅

I have been raising it since April and now I finished reading it in one afternoon. The author is not good at you. The output is too low, please work harder

It is a matter of life and death

Don't be too smart all the time, okay? During the Republic of China, the roads were not good and the trip took a long time. It would not make money if it was not overloaded, so the Michelin super tires generally used on cars could carry many tons, and 3,000 guns and shells were sprinkled with water. A rope was tied to them and they could be run around. Let alone trucks, they were all 24-wheel modified heavy trucks. They looked like they could hold 1.5 Tons. In fact, it depends on how the author loaded them. Oh my god, I can't do it anymore. I can't blow it any more. I'll try to figure it out.

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