Portland Street.

The second floor of an old house.

Two bartenders, wearing suits and bow ties, stood behind the wooden bar.

They have white skin and blond hair, shaking Boston shakers and mixing refreshing cocktails.

In the bar, a melodious jazz song was playing.

This is a standard British cocktail restaurant, and the boss, waiters, and bartenders are all white-skinned guys.

The guests are mainly ghosts.

Different from most noisy dance halls, KTVs and bars on Portland Street, the style, mood and atmosphere are very good.

James Bond was wearing a black leather jacket. He walked to the bar and sat down. He confidently raised his right hand and snapped his fingers: "Hey, man, whiskey sour! Shake well, don't stir!"

"Hi! Sir! As you wish!" A bartender smiled and greeted him very gentlemanly.

…

The bartender starts mixing drinks.

An older lady with curly hair and a white suit walked over with a glass of cranberry wine and quietly sat next to James: "Bond, long time no see."

The bartender serves a whiskey sour.

James Bond sipped the wine and smiled: "Mrs. M, you are still as beautiful as your wine."

The bartender stood in front, raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

He believed that if he were not forced by the pressure of life, the handsome guy in front of him would definitely not tell lies with his eyes open.

What if the other party has already started telling lies? Oh! God! That must be a rich woman!

"I hope I can see you next time and meet every employee one by one." After Mrs. M said this, she put her head close to Bond's ear, moved her red lips lightly, and whispered: "Everyone of me

Excellent CIA agent."

"They should not die on Hong Kong Island."

The bartender turned his back to mix drinks for other customers.

He really didn't want to witness a flirting scene between a handsome young man and an old woman.

This will make him feel like a pervert.

Bond also leaned into Mrs. M's ear and said: "As you know, I have also noticed that the Hong Kong Island Police are investigating our precious agents, but we are ready and will not send any more agents for the next action."

Agents appear. Even if they check now, they won't be able to find a few of our elites. At most, they will find a few peripheral personnel."

"I almost forgot, I took action once."

"They may find me, but I'm not afraid, just like you are not afraid." James Bond said.

Mrs. M picked up the exquisite wine glass in front of her and took a sip of wine: "But the operation to eliminate the traitors will continue!"

"I have made a plan and will contact the people from Unit 701 to take action." James Bond mentioned a terrible name again, so terrible that Mrs. M was a little surprised: "You mean those transformation projects that are secretly supported by the military?

Human troops?”

"Tch! What kind of human transformation!" James Bond was a little disdainful: "They are just some inferior experimental products that use drugs to cut off pain nerves. This kind of experimental products have been studied in various countries, but they are always inferior goods and are only suitable for solving some dirty work.

.”

"Mr. Hong Kong Governor has some connections with the military, and can also mobilize people from Unit 701." James Bond raised his glass and took a sip of whiskey sour, exclaimed, and said with a happy face: "After executing this operation, the army

The party will clear out Unit 701! Civilized society does not need them!"

Mrs. M showed some sympathy on her face, but as an intelligence officer, even a female intelligence officer.

She also understands reality.

The sympathy on his face quickly disappeared.

As for Unit 701, it is still under the jurisdiction of the military. There is no clearing plan and there has not yet been a large-scale defection.

However, it is said that a defection has already occurred.

Of course, Unit 701 still has merit. It even received more brutal training and more powerful combat effectiveness.

It's just that the side effects of drug modification make them prone to losing their minds, making them unable to perform high-level tasks and eventually being abandoned by the military.

James Bond looked down on them, but did not deny their strength, so they would replace the Military Intelligence Agency to implement the plan and eliminate the traitors. And he would lead the Military Intelligence Agency agents to quietly hide behind the scenes, plan operations, and continue to serve the Hong Kong Island Government.

.

As a human being...no matter which country you are in, eating your brain is the key.

"James! I look forward to your glorious return!" Mrs. M raised her wine glass, and James smiled like a gentleman and said: "Bond, please call me Bond."

"Ding!" The two of them clinked their wine glasses together. James drank all the wine in one gulp and happily took a picture of the pound: "Goodbye. M, Q privater is waiting for me at home."

"You not only play with old rich women, you also play with men?" The bartender turned around and watched James leave, with some surprise in his eyes, and then he deeply regretted: "I should have asked for this gentleman's contact information...

"

…

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The next day.

evening.

Central, in front of a Western restaurant.

Mr. Chen Yingjie, the director of a certain department of the Education Bureau, took his family to the restaurant for dinner.

After finishing their meal, the family of five walked out of the restaurant door holding hands and smiling happily.

A six-person joint protection team, wearing suits and carrying weapons, surrounded the family.

The group of people felt like a big boss dining, with people shouting in front and behind, and bodyguards in suits chatting with each other. It was a very grand scene.

But "Chen Yingjie" is not a big boss, and the joint protection team is not just for show. They appear because they are in danger!

At this time, several gunshots rang out in succession. In the flower garden at the entrance of the restaurant, several flowers were knocked off their petals. The elite protection team reacted quickly when they smelled the danger. Two of them pawned three bullets for the VIPs, and then a burst of gunfire rang out at the door of the restaurant.

, the whole restaurant screamed and panicked.

…

night.

seven o'clock.

In a high-end apartment in Kowloon District, a section chief of the Education Bureau was sitting in his study, holding a pen and thinking about a document.

Starting today, the Chinese people in the Education Bureau who planned to side with Zhuang Shikai have all taken a clear stand and intervened in the reform actions starting from the administrative level.

To be honest, the Governor of Hong Kong is determined to implement education reform actions, and there is no need to vote at all. Because the top officials of the Education Bureau are all ghosts, it is completely in the hands of the Governor, and even voting cannot stop it.

Therefore, if the Chinese want to stop the education reform action, they can only adopt the "three no's principles" of "refusing to cooperate, refusing to obey, and refusing to implement". The senior leaders of Gui Lao cannot approve every document by themselves, and they cannot approve every copy.

Write it yourself?

And under the influence of Zhuang Shikai, now Gui Lao can’t even find a printing factory! No Chinese printers on Hong Kong Island dare to cooperate with the Education Bureau. What’s funny is that due to the low profits of printing factories, there are no British-owned printing factories on Hong Kong Island.

Why do the foreign adults think of such a small business? The Education Bureau wants to buy the printing factory at a high price but no one wants to sell it. It's not because Zhuang Private R will pay a higher price, but because Zhuang Private R has spoken out.

It is said that the Hong Kong Governor's Government is considering purchasing printing equipment from abroad and re-establishing a printing factory on Hong Kong Island.

Of course, by the time he bought the printing equipment back, the educational reform initiative would have been scrapped long ago. No matter how much he bought, it would be in vain.

Now the work of the Education Bureau has come to a standstill, and gradually other bureaucrats and even grassroots employees have begun to actively contact people around Mr. Zhuang in an attempt to respond to Mr. Zhuang's call.

The snowball slowly started to roll again, the cohesion became stronger and stronger, and the leading figures were already on their way!

Section Chief Zhao finished his thinking and finally wrote: "Respecting Chinese history is the first principle for Hong Kong people to govern Hong Kong and Hong Kong people to love Hong Kong..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A burst of fierce gunfire rang out outside the apartment. The police officers of the Joint Protection Group shouted loudly and exchanged fire with all their strength. However, Section Chief Zhao remained motionless and calm, and continued to write vigorously and criticize the current situation.

Some of the sentiments of Hong Kong Island from the past have reappeared.

the next day.

morning.

After Zhuang Shikai held a high-level meeting of the Operations Department, he immediately returned to the office with Zhuo Jingquan.

Zhuo Jingquan just took the initiative to come up to him, looking like he was going to report to him. It seemed like something was going on down there.

Zhuang Shikai sat back in his armchair thoughtfully, picked up his coffee, took a sip of hot coffee and asked, "Has someone from the Military Intelligence Department taken action?"

"You're not one of them, are you?"

Since the Military Intelligence Agency's first assassination of Mrs. Faye could employ a hired killer, this method may also be used for the assassinations of most Chinese bureaucrats.

This is also the reason why Zhuang Shikai wants to conduct a thorough investigation of intelligence personnel and protect political targets into two actions...

It would be easier if the opponent directly takes action. The two actions are combined into one, and the direct action is to kill.

Anyway, the mood is already in place.
To be continued...