My Spy Years

When Cheng Qianfan took the tram at that time, Lao Liao pretended to get on the tram. The two would have contact at this moment, secretly and quickly completing the transmission of information or items.,Lao Liao wore an old, thin cotton coat. He wasn't squeezed in the crowd but stood at the edge of it, holding a bottle of yellow wine in his hand.,"I'll just follow the team leader," Ding Naifei said, not angry at all. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, looking pleased.。