He didn't come alone.

He was followed by two men his age.

Before Hua Ting could react from the gunshot just now, one of them aimed behind him at the man in black who was holding the key on his waist in front of him, and the muzzle of the gun was exactly at the left atrium of the man in black......

The man in black on the opposite side fell to the ground, frightening the other four.

Chen Shu stepped forward with an arrow and directly pulled out the key from the waist of the man in black.

Hua Tingcai saw clearly the two people behind him, judging from the clothes, they should also be Cai Bingrong's people, but what shocked her was not why Cai Bingrong's people appeared here, but that each of them was carrying a barrel of square lead leather box similar to a fire oil tank, she knew that this kind of fire oil tank, when pouring oil, as long as two holes were punched, all the gasoline could be poured out.

Gasoline?

Hua Ting's eyes widened, could it be that their purpose was to burn Bai Qihong's opium warehouse?

"Not leaving?" Chen Shu took the two boxes from one person's hand, looked at the flowers and was still stunned, and bumped her with the shoulder.

"What are you ......" she really hadn't reacted yet.

"Burn the warehouse."

Really!

It's three short words, but it's sonorous and powerful.

Flower listening to the arrow step to keep up.

Because he had two fuel tanks in his hand, and he didn't have any spare hands to open the lock, Hua Ting took the key from his hand and tried it with one of the largest ones, and sure enough, it was the key to the warehouse door.

Before entering the door, Chen Shu did not forget to instruct a man behind him: "I'll leave it to you outside." ”

He answered, "Yes." ”

Hua guessed that the remaining 4 outside were estimated to be dead.

The warehouse was pitch black, and Hua Ting was about to subconsciously fumble with the light switch on the side wall of the door, and suddenly remembered that this was the old Shanghai in 1931, where did the warehouse get the lights!

Someone had lit a match beside her, and although the light was too weak, it was enough for her to see the road within two meters of her.

Fortunately, there was a square wooden table two meters away, on which were thrown a few broken newspapers, and a kerosene lamp. Hua Ting took out the match in his pocket and lit the rope end of the kerosene lamp, and the warehouse lit up at once.

Bai Qihong's opium warehouse is the same as in most TV dramas, surrounded by black wooden boxes, stacked on top of each other, a total of 5 meters high, an astonishing amount, it can be seen that the total amount of opium in it is definitely more than 3,000 tons, but the cargo capacity of a cargo ship is only 1,000 tons, and Bai Qihong sells more than 3,000 tons of opium in his life......

With such a huge amount of smuggling, how did he use so many large cargo ships to safely transport opium to Shanghai?

Hua Ting was amazed, Chen Shu had already begun to move.

"Aren't you afraid of me suing?" She walked towards him with a kerosene lamp.

"It doesn't look like it." Throwing gasoline around the ground, he paused and turned back to remind, "Keep the lights farther away." ”

The whole warehouse was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.

The light of the kerosene lamp in the flower listening hand is jumping enthusiastically,

"You're bold enough," she said, pulling the lamp back away, "and you're so sure I'm in the company of you?" ”

Fortunately, Chen Shu prepared gasoline, otherwise with the few matches in her hand, I am afraid that the fire will be extinguished halfway before it rises.

"I'm not sure," Chen Shu tossed the empty box aside and lifted another, "but seeing that you injured the five outside the door as soon as you came, and asked for the warehouse key, I don't think it's a good thing." ”

There were 4 gunshots not far from the door, although it was 6 lives, but Hua was used to hearing all kinds of street shootings in the Republic of China TV series, from the moment the knife-wielding man was shot and fell to the ground, she still has no sense of reality, even if the blood stains on her clothes and the back of her hands have not dried, but at this moment, she feels more like watching a gang grudge drama on the beach.

"Give me the matches."

Hua Tingting was stunned, Chen Shu had already prepared the scene.

He held out his hand.

The glow of the kerosene lamp cast a faint glow on his inky brows, making his whole face look much softer than before.

Chen Shu looked like he was smiling, so calm and relaxed, it didn't look like it was the first time he had done such a thing.

Hua Ting handed him the two boxes of matches in his pocket.

"You don't need so many, just one is enough." Chen Shu seemed to be joking, smiling and putting a box of matches in his pocket.

"Burn more." Hua Ting rolled her eyes as she put the kerosene lamp back on the wooden table.

"Let's go."

There were several corpses outside the warehouse, although they were all dead, blood was still flowing from their chests, and the appearance was really miserable, and Hua Ting tried to avoid his sight.

Chen Shu closed the door of the warehouse and deliberately left a crack to light the match, but was interrupted by Hua Ting.

"What about these corpses?" These bright red blood stains in the moonlight are really eye-catching, "Don't you drag it into the warehouse and burn it together?" "I can't imagine that I am more ruthless.

She just doesn't want to leave evidence, TV dramas usually show that if a person doesn't handle the crime scene cleanly, it will definitely cause endless trouble.

"No, you don't." His voice was firm, and he polished the match with a "bang".

The two little followers behind Chen Shu did not forget to pull the flower back a few steps before retreating, only to see that the faint firelight was thrown into a perfect parabola under the night sky, but for a moment, the fire in the door was everywhere, mixed with a scorching and wanton whistling sound, which was isolated by Chen Shu's palm in the iron door.

"Let's go." He turned and pulled her hand hard.

Before Hua Ting could react, Chen Shu had already pulled her to the other end of the alley, "This place will be discovered soon, and we must escape from this area as quickly as possible." ”

Hua Ting's physical fitness is not bad, she can barely keep up with his steps, and she has changed into a pair of neutral cowhide shoes in advance, compared to the black lace wedge shoes that Mrs. Bai bought for her before, she can be described as a breeze under her feet.

They ran through countless streets and alleys glowing with cold moonlight, the wind whistling and two jagged footsteps in their ears, until their palms were sweaty, and she was about to lose her grip on him, so she finally stopped, and held her head down and panted for breath by holding on to the street lamp.

Beads of sweat ran down her chin and fell on the cold concrete floor in front of her, she simply took off her coat, only wearing an off-white shirt, and then pulled her sleeves to her elbows, and her back was already covered with sweat.

Hua Ting stood under the street lamp, her face white and red, and under the tip of her small nose was a handful of mustaches that had been slightly curled by the wind, but she didn't realize it, stood up straight and grinned at him.

What a handsome little girl, Chen Shu lost her mind for a second, raised her hand and gently peeled off her sticky mustache.

"What?" Hua wanted to reach out and grab it, but thought that the matter had been done, and it was useless to keep a beard, "Forget it, I'll send you." ”

Chen Shu couldn't cry or laugh, "I need you to send it?" ”

"Where's your two little henchmen?" Hua heard that there was no one around, should he still stay at the scene of the crime?

"It's long gone."

She slung her coat over her arm and searched for a nearby trash can.

After all, it's full of blood, and if you don't dispose of it, you're afraid you'll get yourself in trouble.

"Where are you going now?" She asked Chen Shu, who was walking in front.

He slowed down a step, next to her, "Mr. Cai." ”

"I'll go with you," Hua Ting touched her stomach, "how about you treat me to a supper first?" I didn't have any money in my pants, only a gun. ”

"Yes." He didn't hesitate.