Chen Sheng and Hua Liuqiang came out of the Sha family mansion and came to a horse house on Malan Street.

It's morning now, and there are no guests in the horse house. A few prostitutes who have just woken up are sitting in the lobby, waiting for guests while eating.

Hua Liuqiang did not lie, and the prostitutes all changed into various professional outfits, the most wearing mourning clothes.

When Chen Sheng first came in, several women put down their food and wanted to go forward to attract customers, but Hua Liuqiang waved his hand and drove away.

"Sha Daxia, here." Hua Liuqiang led Chen Sheng into it.

Walking to the innermost cubicle, Hua Liuqiang stopped and knocked on the door twice with a short and a long rhythm.

"Is it Brother Qiang?" After waiting for a while, there was a response in the room, with a tone of anxiety and tension.

"It's me, open the door."

The people inside breathed a long sigh, and then the sound of moving things and opening the door.

"Brother Qiang, you are finally back." The door opened and the figure of flat headstone was revealed.

"It's so slow, it will take so long to open the door." Hua Liuqiang pushed Baitouming away, made a gesture of invitation to Chen Sheng, glared at Baitouming in dissatisfaction, and said, "Have you seen Daxia Sha? You haven't called someone yet."

"Sha...Sha Hero." Bin Tou Ming lowered his head, dared not look at Chen Sheng, and shouted in a trembling voice.

Chen Sheng ignored him and walked into the room. Seeing that there were only some debris inside, there was no Lin Guoxiong at all. He said strangely: "Where is Lin Longtou?"

"Don't be anxious, Mr. Sha." Hua Liuqiang replied first, and then said to Bian Tou Ming: "You go back, I'll just stay here. Be more natural, don't let outsiders see anything."

After Baitouming left, Hua Liuqiang closed the door, then walked to the corner of the wall, and moved the debris piled against the wall to the side, revealing a wooden lid on the ground.

Release the lid and there is an authentic tunnel below.

"Sha Daxia, this is a secret room, Brother Xiong is hidden inside." Hua Liuqiang took out a flashlight and walked down the first.

The tunnel was very short, and after walking a few steps, we reached the end. There was a wooden door in front of it. Hua Liuqiang knocked on it a few times according to the agreed secret code and said, "It's me, Brother Xiong, Sha Daxia is here."

The person inside said "um" and the wooden door opened.

The secret room was not too big. I lit a candle and you could see the situation inside from outside the door.

At the bottom, Lin Guoxiong was lying on a wooden bed covered with a quilt and was still sleeping. A figure in a long gown turned his back to Chen Sheng and sat by the bed.

On both sides of the middle position, there were also a few men in coarse cloth shirts, holding guns and staring at the exit.

Although there was no one to see at the exit, Chen Sheng could hear two breathing sounds.

"Sha Daxia, you go in, I'll go upstairs and guard them." Hua Liuqiang said.

Chen Sheng nodded at him and walked in.

As soon as he walked to the middle of the secret room, with a "bang", the wooden door closed, and all the men around pointed their guns at Chen Sheng.

"Wake up Lin Longtou, tell me something if you have something to do, don't mess with these useless ones. A few small pistols won't scare me." The sense of crisis was not strong, and Chen Sheng said indifferently.

Lin Guoxiong was injured by him, and his subordinates were somewhat emotional, which was understandable.

"Mr. Sha is so brave. He doesn't change his face when facing the gun." The man in the long garment sitting beside the bed stood up and smiled, "However, it's not necessary to wake Lin Guoxiong up. He can't make the decision here."

"Oh? So, you are the one who makes the decision?" Chen Sheng frowned, looked at the middle-aged man in the long garment carefully, but didn't see anything, and then observed the man in the short garment on both sides.

Only then did they notice that the short shirts on their bodies were a little unfit, and they should have changed to the road temporarily.

"You are not a member of He Yisheng, a traitor or a Japanese?" Chen Sheng asked.

"Not..." the middle-aged man shook his head and said halfway, noticing that Chen Sheng's cuffs were bulging, and immediately said: "Mr. Sha should not do any small moves, slowly raise his arms so that I can see your hands."

As he said, Chen Sheng slowly raised his arms, and the cuffs slid down little by little, revealing his hands inside and the two grenades in his hand.

"Guess, how long will the grenade explode after I let go?" Chen Sheng smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "I won't let you guess for nothing, if I guess correctly, I'll let go."

"Awesome, Mr. Sha can be famous all over the world, it's not a lucky chance. I'm cautious enough. No wonder the Japanese people can't do anything to you." The middle-aged man's expression changed and he clapped his hands and praised.

When he praised him, the middle-aged man was cursing in his heart. He held two grenades with his pull-up rings. Is this something that a normal person can do?

What to do if the grenade insurance fails? What to do if you accidentally let go if you lose your mind? This is not taking your life seriously.

"There is no way. Since his debut, Sha has offended many people, I can't even count them. You have to be careful. Be prepared for any trouble, will it come in handy now?" Chen Sheng said with a smile.

Middle-aged people are afraid of being attacked by rats. The secret room is not large and there is no place to hide. Two grenades explode, and everyone in the secret room will be seriously injured even if they don’t die.

"Sha Hero, don't be nervous. We have no malice. We just want to get back what belongs to us. I thought it was in Mr. Lin's hands, but later I found out that it was Mr. Sha who took it away, so I had to think of this way and invite Mr. Sha."

"Do you think I'm nervous?" Chen Sheng shook his grenade and then asked, "What's the matter? If you don't explain it clearly, why should I give it to you?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment before saying: "The National Party Special Operations Section, information and information of personnel in Hong Kong. These information are of no use to Mr. Sha, so it is better to return it to us."

"The people of the National Party? There are no such people in the information..." Chen Sheng reacted and suddenly said, "You gave these information to the traitor Yi Mocheng? This makes sense. You will definitely not put your information in it."

"The matter here is very complicated, and it is related to the layout of the top leaders of the National Party. Yi Mocheng is not a traitor, and Mr. Sha killed a good person by mistake." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "But those who don't know are innocent, we have no intention of pursuing it. As long as Mr. Sha hand over the information, the matter will be over."

It is normal for people from the National Party to get back the information. The information of the Special Operations Department is kept confidential and if it is spread, it will have a great impact on them.

But if they want to get back the information, they can just come to the door to ask for it. Is it necessary to be assassinated or set traps?

They obviously had no good intentions. Doing so was to get back the information and kill people to silence them.

Thinking of this, Chen Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense to middle-aged people anymore, so he let go of his hands.

In the air, grenade shrapnel flew out and fell.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank. He kept paying attention to Chen Sheng's movements, but no matter how afraid he was, he was not very worried.

The grenade can kill him, but the other party cannot survive. This is just a deterrent. Without a desperate situation, no one will seek death by himself.

Chen Sheng's behavior was completely beyond his expectations.

Before he could say a few words, he had just expressed his purpose and was waiting for Chen Sheng to propose conditions. He never thought that Chen Sheng would die directly with them.

Two clangs, the sound of the grenade landing awakened the middle-aged man whose mind was blank.

He ignored Chen Sheng, the madman, and the middle-aged man overturned the wooden bed, hid behind the bed with his head and shrank his body.

Lin Guoxiong rolled out of the quilt, revealing the rope tied tightly on his body.

A few men in short shirts around him didn't want to stay in the secret room and waited for death, so they rushed to the exit.

Chen Sheng took a little toe and took back the two grenades, with his two guns in his hand, killing several men squeezed at the entrance of the passage from behind.

Turning around and facing the wooden bed, Chen Sheng smiled and said, "I don't like being controlled by others. Now you can talk. Come out, this layer of wooden board can't stop the bullets."

"Okay, I'll come out now. Mr. Sha, don't shoot, I don't have weapons." After a moment of silence, before the grenade exploded, the middle-aged man knew that he had been fooled.

But now that things have come to this point, he has no choice but to hope that Chen Sheng will fear his identity and spare his life.

Both hands slowly stretched out from behind the bed, and then the middle-aged man slowly stood up.

Bang

Most people may not be able to adapt to Chen Sheng's conversation.
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