Ping Chongyang nodded without commenting.

The vehicle stopped about ten meters away from the two. A driver in Japanese uniform got out of the car and walked forward a few steps to salute Ping Chongyang Yi, "Zhongzuo."

"I had a great chat with Cheng Sang." Ping Chongyang Yi shook hands with Cheng Qianfan.

"It's my honor." Cheng Qianfan smiled, bowed slightly, and said.

As soon as Ping Chongyang got on the car, the car turned around and continued driving. He turned his head and looked at it. Seeing Cheng Qianfan still standing there, waving goodbye to him.

An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Ping Chongyang Yi's mouth.

...

"Matsuzaki." Ping Chongyang Yi said, "How much do you know about Cheng Qianfan?"

"Know something." Matsuzaki Tomoyuki said, "Cheng Qianfan has a great influence in Shanghai, especially in the French Concession."

"You mean, it has a great influence?" Ping Chongyang asked.

"Yes." Tomoyuki Matsuzaki nodded.

"Tell me about this person." Ping Chongyang said, "What do you know and what you say."

"Hayi." Tomoyuki Matsuzaki nodded.

...

On the other hand, Cheng Qianfan also got on the car. His car was guarding two escort vehicles in front and back, driving on Huangpu Road in the night.

"Brother Fan, who is that Japanese?" Haozai asked.

"He is Ping Chongyang First." Cheng Qianfan said, "Hei Chongxinqi, the leader of the 39th Division of the Japanese Army."

"Hi Chongxinqi's nephew?" Haozi's expression was a little excited, "Do you want to get rid of it?"

"This person cannot move." Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently, "The 10th Japanese Army Army Changgang Village has come to Shanghai. Ping Chongyang has arrived in Shanghai a few days ago, and he was the one who fought for the front station for Gang Village."

"Gangcun?" Haozai was even more surprised, "Then is our goal this time Gangcun?"

Brother Fan has ordered the special forces to be drawn from the Special Affairs Department to enter Shanghai, which seems to be a big move.

Haozi and Haozi once discussed this matter privately, the possible goals of this operation.

The two felt that the last time that Brother Fan killed was His Highness, Prince Fushimigong, the Japanese. This time, Brother Fan deserves such attention. He draws people with great fanfare, and the identity of the target of the action must be extraordinary.

"The target is kept confidential for the time being." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. He glanced at Haozai, "Don't guess randomly, I will tell you before the action."

"Yes." Haozai nodded, but instead he was more inclined to the fact that the target this time was most likely to be Gangcun.

Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes and rested.

He thought that as soon as he spoke to him alone just now, the bait he had thrown away before was successful and the fish was about to take the bait.

However, the seven or eight minutes of conversation between him and Chongyang was just a polite chat, or rather, it was more like a verbal test, and did not talk about practical topics.

Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.

He was thinking, this was because Ping Chongyang Yi was too cautious and not very relieved, so he tried it; or was it because he thought too much, and his words did not arouse Ping Chongyang Yi's interest?

Cheng Qianfan shook his head, he was confident in his intuition:

Intuition told him that when he said those words on the Double Ninth Festival, his emotions fluctuated and moved.

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