Shooting two underground party members with his own hands was a decision made by Tang Cheng after hard thinking. However, this decision was put at the last moment by Tang Cheng. If it really came to the point where he could not control the situation, he would only take this step.
. He must not be exposed. This is something Tang Cheng has repeatedly thought about in his mind. Too much contact with the underground party has put him on the edge of being exposed. This is something Tang Cheng never considered when he decided to help the underground party.
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But it was too late to say anything at this moment. Tang Cheng, who was very regretful in his heart, had to make this cold-blooded decision. Tang Cheng suddenly felt that he seemed to be conflicted. On the one hand, he hoped to help the underground party do something;
On the other hand, I have been worried that my family will be implicated in this. After all, I already have unclear connections with the Intelligence Agency, and the Intelligence Agency knows everything about my family's situation.
Tang Cheng suddenly secretly admired Zhang Jiang and this deep diver. He was in the heart of his opponent. He didn't know how much pressure he had to endure to survive these years alone. "Boom!" Just like a headless fly in Tang Cheng
While looking for an opportunity, a sudden explosion in the distance not only woke up Tangcheng, but also made the already chaotic situation even worse.
Tang Cheng, who was leaning sideways against a wall, suddenly realized that the reason why those men in short clothes had not succeeded was because they wanted to capture people alive. If the two besieged underground party members used up all their bullets, they would use up all their own weapons.
With their physical strength, there was only one way left for them, and that was to be captured without mercy. After hearing a faint shout, Tang Cheng slowly poked his head out from the corner, and happened to see a modified armored vehicle specially used by the patrol room to transport important criminals from the police station.
Turn around the street ahead.
Seeing this car specially used by the patrol house to transport important criminals, Tang Cheng suddenly thought of it, and immediately put away his pistol and waited for the opportunity. This is the French Concession. If there is a gunfight, the French Concession patrol house will naturally send people over, and this time it is targeting Shanghai.
The French Concession Patrol Office had prior knowledge of the arrest of the underground party organization. This modified vehicle was specially used to escort important criminals. It was also used by the French Concession Patrol Office to serve the other party secretly in response to the request of the other party. Huang Jinrong contributed a lot in this.
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The prisoner's car from the patrol room drove down the street. Tang Cheng, who was staying quietly on the street, saw that the car was very close to him, so he rushed out of the street in one step. "Little Chi, you are looking for death!"
The driver of the prisoner's car was startled by the sudden rush of Tangcheng. Fortunately, he stepped on the brakes in time. When the car was 2 meters away from Tangcheng, it suddenly braked and stopped in the middle of the street.
"Huzi, I'm almost out of bullets, what should I do?" Just as they were intercepting the prison van on the street in Tangcheng, An Xiaohu and Hu Cheng, who were surrounded by a group of men in short clothes in the yard, had already faced the most serious crisis.
Unfavorable situation. Activities in the concession limited the number of bullets they could carry with them. After several rounds of shooting, Hu Cheng found that he only had the last spare magazine left, and there were only the last two bullets left in the magazine of the pistol.
"Stop yelling, I don't have many bullets either!" An Xiaohu's face was also very ugly, because he was also facing the unfavorable situation of running out of bullets. Although he was surrounded by enemies at the moment, it seemed that he could no longer escape.
, but An Xiaohu had no regrets. In the inner pocket of his jacket, there was a bill of lading from the dock. It was for this thing that he and Hu Cheng risked their lives to return to this yard again.
But the bill of lading was obtained, and the two of them were surrounded by a large group of men in short clothes who suddenly rushed out. If they hadn't shot first to force the opponent back, they might have been captured alive by the opponent at the door. "Pop.
!" An Xiaohu was thinking about something in his mind, but he was not slow with his hands. He shot the guy who was probing his head at the gate and shot out a ball of blood mist. The coquettish red color bursting out in the air briefly stunned the men in short clothes outside the yard.
It became quiet, but immediately someone responded with bullets to An Xiaohu and the other two.
The situation became increasingly unfavorable. After putting on the last magazine, An Xiaohu, who had no way to escape, finally reached into his inner pocket and took out the bill of lading. He had already made up his mind, if he really couldn't escape
, this bill of lading can only be destroyed. If those outside get this bill of lading, the insiders of the Shanghai underground party organization on the dock may be exposed.
"Click!" Although An Xiaohu and the two had slowed down their shooting speed, they still quickly used up all the bullets. The two looked at each other for the last time and slammed the empty and hung pistols at the courtyard door.
The men in short clothes rushed in. Then Hu Cheng stood in front of An Xiaohu with a not very sharp kitchen knife, and the latter had already taken out a match and was about to light the bill of lading that he had reserved until the end.
Just when they were extremely nervous, An Xiaohu and the two men, together with the men in short clothes who rushed into the yard, suddenly heard a cry from outside the yard, mixed with a roar like the roar of wild beasts. "Boom."
!" With a sound, a section of the courtyard wall more than 2 meters away from the courtyard gate suddenly collapsed. Broken bricks and stones were mixed with the flying dust and scattered in all directions. A section of the rear of the car stretched out from the collapsed area of the courtyard.
"Pa bang bang... bang bang..." In the dusty yard, continuous gunshots suddenly appeared. When An Xiaohu and the other two retreated into the house, Tang Cheng, who came out of the modified car, had already put the shell gun in his hand.
Quickly use the best rate of fire. Stop the car, grab it, and then drive through the encirclement of men in short clothes. Relying on the strength of the modified car, Tang Cheng turned around and used the rear of the car to smash through a section of the yard wall.
Caught the opponent off guard.
Large clouds of blood mist, accompanied by rapid gunshots, burst out continuously in the dusty yard. Tang Cheng, who had opened the triple eyepiece, was more adaptable to this low-visibility environment than those men in short clothes. He had already hid back.
An Xiaohu in the room secretly opened his eyes. Together with Hu Cheng beside him, he squatted half-crouched and carefully looked out of the window. In the yard that was already full of the smell of blood, a guy covering his head and face with a scarf was standing there.
Then he used the shell gun in his hand to shoot the men in short clothes in the yard to the ground one by one at a speed that was dizzying.
"Bang!" The masked man seemed to have no time to replace the spare magazine. He just raised his foot and kicked the man in short clothes who was closest to him. He was kicked to the corner of the yard and hit the wall hard with a loud sound.
There was a muffled sound. When An Xiaohu and An Xiaohu who were hiding in the room saw this scene, they both hunched their necks and smacked their lips secretly. The kick just now was uncomfortable to watch! "It's Bajiquan!" Hu Cheng suddenly let out an exclamation.
, having practiced boxing for a while, he could already see some clues from the masked man's boxing and kicking skills at this moment.
Bajiquan is a kind of fierce boxing technique, which emphasizes the bravery and fierceness of close combat. Under the eyes of An Xiaohu and Hu Cheng, the masked man in the yard pulled out a short knife. After just a few rounds,
He put the remaining three men in short clothes in the yard into a pool of blood. "Come out quickly, I'm here to help you leave!" Tang Cheng, who was slightly out of breath, turned around and looked at An Xiaohu and the other two people.
He hid in the window of the room and threw two spare magazines of the Browning pistol into the window while shouting something.
An Xiaohu and An Xiaohu were dubious. After all, the other party had just killed all the men in short clothes in the yard. If it was just for the purpose of planning to capture the two of them alive, it would not cost such a high price. Picking up the magazine thrown in by Tang Cheng, An Xiaohu
The two of them came out of the house with caution. Tang Cheng glanced at the two of them and confirmed that there were no major wounds on their bodies, and immediately urged them to get in the car.
Driving through the concession, it seems that no one has ever done this since the beginning of the concession in Shanghai. So after the prison car snatched by Tangcheng drove through three intersections in a row, almost all the French Concession patrol officers
They were gathering here, with the intention of surrounding the prison van driven by Tang Cheng. Even though he drove the prison van and fled, Tang Cheng still did not take off the scarf covering his head and face. Even An Xiaohu's many times
Tang Cheng ignored him when he tried to talk to her.
"Get off the car. There is another street from here. Then you go immediately to the White Russian Bakery next to the Central Prison House. Your people are waiting for you in the bakery." The prison van stopped outside an alley, and An Xiaohu was confused.
The two of them were driven out of the prison car by Tang Cheng in an almost violent manner. After just giving them a few words, Tang Cheng drove away in the prison car, leaving him little time.
It was because of his own negligence that he got into all the troubles in front of him. Fortunately, he rescued the two men of Xu Huanshan. Seeing the truck from the French Concession patrol house appearing in front of him, Tang Cheng parked the prison truck directly on the side of the road, and then stopped walking.
He stopped and broke into a hotel on the street. After breaking into the hotel, Tang Cheng showed off his rifle, and after the hotel owner and several guests crawled out of the hotel, they quickly moved along the stairs to the top of the building.
Tang Cheng repeated his old trick, using a thin hemp rope brushed with tung oil, to slide down from the roof to the alley behind the hotel. When almost all the rental patrol officers who came over thought that the masked man was still in the hotel, they had already taken off their scarves.
At this moment, Tangcheng had appeared in the next street. Mixed in among the pedestrians, Tangcheng, holding some cooked food, cigarettes and beer he had just bought, stood on the street with his tiptoes and stretched out his neck to watch the excitement like everyone else.
Until they were dispersed by the concession patrol who blocked the place.
The patrol officers in the French Concession would not have thought that this rich boy standing with passers-by watching the excitement would be the target of their pursuit. They would also have no idea that this boy, who exuded a strong smell of perfume, had been killed a few minutes ago.
His body also exudes a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and perfume is just a way for him to block the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood. (To be continued)