Hans's restaurant is not a brisk business, but after lunch, diners still come to the restaurant from time to time, so in the office next to the back kitchen, Tang Cheng, who is lying on the table and pretending to sleep, will always hear the movement of pots and pans. Tang Cheng actually didn't have the habit of taking a nap, and the rest he talked about was actually just a pretext, because when Hans and the others secretly tested and observed Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng was also testing Hans and the others.

Tang Cheng's first temptation was to offer a target price of 1,000 dollars, which was a lot of purchasing power at the moment, and 1,000 dollars was enough for Hans to hire a dozen of the most famous killer swordsmen in Shanghai. Tang Cheng's offer of such a price was a test for Hans and the others, but he didn't want Hans to even think about it, so he agreed on the spot.

Coupled with Bowman's temptation of himself in the morning, Tang Cheng gradually began to take an interest in Hans and the two of them, including the Europeans in the photo. Tang Cheng knew early on that Hans was a German-American, and according to Hitler's ideas and attitudes, Hans could be regarded as a German. Tang Cheng further pondered and judged that Hans, who lived in China, should be secretly working for the German intelligence services, and such a sudden appearance of Bowman may have been a German intelligence agent from Germany itself.

Shanghai is a big city, and there are not only many gold diggers who dream of making a fortune in Shanghai, but also a large number of intelligence officers from all over the world. Tang Cheng didn't really care about the identities of Hans and the others, he just wanted to know why Hans had murderous intentions against the Europeans in the photo, and Henry, who was killed that night, was also not an ordinary person.

Tang Cheng didn't want to get involved in the secret fights of other countries, especially between intelligence services, but he also didn't want to be used. If Hans's temptation of himself was out of a precautionary mentality, then Bowman's temptation of himself was a matter that Tang Cheng must pay attention to. Although Bowman looked like an honest man, Tang Cheng felt in his heart that this quiet fat man was far more difficult to figure out than Hans.

In Tang Cheng's thoughts, time passed little by little, and seeing that the hour hand of the watch was approaching the position of four o'clock, Tang Cheng, who had been lying on the table and pretending to sleep, finally stretched his waist and stood up. After moving his hands and feet in the office for a while, Tang Cheng, who sat down again, reached out and took the makeup oil paint and a mirror from the corner of the table, and began to apply makeup oil paint to his face according to his own ideas. In fact, makeup cannot completely change a person's appearance, especially the so-called makeup oil paint in this era has a single content, and it does not have the effect of cosmetics that can turn the ordinary into magic.

Tang Cheng himself knows this truth, but this is the only camouflage method he can use, not to mention that Tang Cheng used this camouflage method when he was in Nanjing, and it has been proved that this camouflage method still has a certain effect. A quarter of an hour later, Tang Cheng winked at the mirror with satisfaction, and at this moment, Tang Cheng changed his previous dress as a fair-skinned rich young master, and was replaced by a simple face with a slightly dark complexion and freckles on both sides of his nose. After looking in the mirror for a while, Tang Cheng reached out into a claw and messed up his hairstyle a little, which was finally satisfied.

Tang Cheng was busy in the office disguise, but Hans and Bowman still thought that Tang Cheng had not woken up, and seeing that the time had reached four o'clock, Hans, who couldn't wait, pushed open the office door in a hurry. "Oh God! Don, how did you do that? It's amazing!" Bowman wanted to stop Hans's recklessness, but unfortunately he was too slow to stop Hans. But he didn't expect Hans, who had broken into the office, to let out an exclamation, followed by a barrage of laughter and praise.

Bowman followed Hans into the office, and when he first saw the man sitting behind the desk, he let out an uncontrollable exclamation, just like Hans had just done just now. Tang Cheng, who was originally staying in the office to rest, was sitting in his original position at the moment, but the appearance of the whole person had changed a little, and Bowman, who was completely unprepared, opened his mouth wide at this moment, pointing at Tang Cheng, but he couldn't say any words in his mouth.

"It's just a small trick, and any movie actor might be able to do it like me." In the face of the exclamation of Hans and the others, Tang Cheng just smiled faintly, and did not want to answer carefully with the two. "Hans, you still have to prepare a dress for me, my current body may not be a little suitable." Tang Cheng got up, and while using the wool blanket that Hans had prepared for himself, he wrapped the 38 rifle into a column, and at the same time made a final request to Hans.

"Prepare food and money in advance, and if everything goes well, maybe we can only be back in an hour." At four o'clock, Tang Cheng, who had changed his clothes, waved goodbye to Hans, and then left Hans's restaurant with Bowman through the back door, and the rifle wrapped in a blanket was caught under Tang Cheng's armpit, and if anyone who didn't know the inside story, absolutely no one knew that there was a rifle wrapped in it.

"Let's go to that bakery first, that fat man named Thomas is the best to deal with, let's use him as a target first!" Still in the morning, Bowman drove in front of him, while Tang Cheng sat in the back seat of the sedan. The order of the objectives of the action was completely formulated by Tang Cheng himself, and after lying quietly in Hans's office for several hours, Tang Cheng had already worked out the order of action according to the terrain and situation he had seen in the morning.

During the time when Tang Cheng was waiting for Tang Cheng to wake up in the restaurant, Hans and Bowman were not idle, according to the information from his subordinates, Bowman had a detailed understanding of the situation of these targets, Tang Cheng said to go to the big fat man named Thomas first, and Bowman already knew where to drive the car. At four o'clock, the concession has not yet reached its most lively time, but the streets are still full of pedestrians, so the speed of the car cannot be fast at all.

"You're waiting in the car, and when you hear a gunshot, you just drive the car to the intersection in front of you, and I'll be waiting for you there." Ten minutes later, the car was slowly waiting on the side of the road at the signal of Tang Cheng. After saying a few words to Bowman, Tang Cheng, who was dressed in a dark coat, got out of the car with a blanket, and then quickly disappeared into the flow of people under Bowman's eyes. Bowman's parking place was at least 400 meters away from Thomas's comptoir, and he didn't know why Donald got off here early, but before leaving the restaurant, Hanster told him not to question and stop Donald's decision.

How exactly are you going to do it? Because of Hans's advice, although Bowman was puzzled, he did not say anything to stop or question Tang Cheng. "Bang!" Just when Bowman in the car on the side of the road was thinking about the answer, a muffled sound suddenly came from across the street, and Bowman was shocked, he was not unfamiliar with this kind of sound as he was born in the army, it was clearly the sound of gunshots. Just for a moment, Tang Cheng's parting explanation made Bowman in the car react immediately, in order not to attract attention, Bowman also deliberately started the car slowly, and then drove to the intersection in front at a constant speed.

Bowman's parking place was not very far from the intersection in front of him, and Bowman kept the speed of the car while looking left and right on both sides of the intersection, hoping to find Tang Cheng as soon as possible. Bowman drove the sedan to the intersection almost at a turtle speed, but he never saw Tang Cheng appear, but just when he was secretly disappointed, the back door of the sedan was suddenly opened, and then a familiar voice sounded from the back seat of the car.

"Keep up the speed, drive left, and avoid the street straight ahead, there should be chaos over there." Tang Cheng's voice sounded very steady, not at all as hasty or flustered as Bowman expected. Hearing Tang Cheng's voice, Bowman immediately calmed down, and according to Tang Cheng's instructions, he drove the car into the street on the left with a dozen steering wheels. It's just that when the car turned into the street on the left, Bowman in the cab subconsciously glanced into the straight street through the window, but just saw passers-by running in the straight street.

"Keep driving ahead, go right after two intersections, and when you see a cloth shop sign on the street on the left, stop." When the car drove into the street on the left, Tang Cheng in the back seat said another word, and then there was no other movement. Bowman was concentrating on driving, paying attention to the various shop signs on the street, while Tang Cheng, who was in the back seat, closed his eyes and recalled the experience of the shot just now. The firing range of more than 400 meters is nothing to Tang Cheng, who has a triple eyepiece, but the shot just now is the first time that Tang Cheng has killed someone with a rifle.

It doesn't make a difference to Tang Cheng what kind of weapon he uses to kill someone, but this is a fresh experience after all, and Tang Cheng at this moment is secretly reminiscing about the artistic conception just now. The car slowly stopped on the side of the road, interrupting Tang Cheng's recollection, and when he opened his eyes, Tang Cheng immediately saw the sign of the cloth shop on the side of the road. "You don't have to wait for me here, just drive forward, past the Tricolor Cafe at the corner of the street, you wait for me there." Tang Cheng, who opened his eyes, explained to Bowman, pushed the car door, and hurried into the alley next to the cloth shop with a blanket roll.

Bowman turned his head, but only saw the back of Tang Cheng into the alley, and Bowman, who was a little dissatisfied, pouted secretly, saying in his heart What is this called, he really thinks he is a driver. Bowman was about to drive away, but suddenly a head flashed in his mind, and his heart moved, he immediately poked his head out of the car window and called a cigarette seller on the street, and Bowman, who paid for a pack of cigarettes, grinned, and then turned the car around the street, and drove towards the street where passers-by had just run.

Driving the sedan into the street that Tangcheng had said would be chaotic, Bowman in the sedan first saw the patrol officers of several concession patrol houses, and the place where these patrol officers appeared was outside Thomas's trading house. How exactly did he do it? The window facing the street on the second floor of Thomas Comptoir was shattered, and Bowman, who had seen the intelligence, knew that it should be the window of Thomas's office. But he couldn't think of how Tang Cheng could hit the window of Thomas's office with a shot more than 400 meters away.