Hans's idea of the warehouse was within the concession, probably because the owner of the warehouse was British, so the 12 guards guarding it were all Indians with their heads thorned. Indians are perhaps the most lazy people in the world, apart from black Africans, as are the 12 Indians guarding the warehouse. Near lunchtime, the four Indian guards who were supposed to change shifts to eat had already gathered in a corner of the warehouse early, because there was chicken in today's lunch.

On the surface, it seems that their rank is higher than that of the Chinese patrol, but in fact, these Indians in Shanghai may be slightly better than the beggars on the street if they are supported by their British masters. The aroma of the food had already made the four Indian guards forget everything, and they had not noticed that someone had climbed into the warehouse through the skylight of the warehouse.

Tang Cheng, who had activated his light body skills, had already crouched on the roof of the warehouse before lunch, waiting for the four guards guarding the warehouse to gather around for lunch, and Tang Cheng on the roof entered the warehouse through the skylight. With such a large batch of medicines hoarded in the concession, Tang Cheng had never heard about it from the black market, so before the operation began, he had to check with his own eyes whether there was the batch of medicines that Hans said was in the warehouse.

Tang Cheng, who activated the light body skill, slipped silently into the warehouse along the rope, and in just half a cigarette, Tang Cheng found the batch of medicines that Hans said in the northwest corner of the warehouse, and the number of medicines was far more than what Hans told him. There were only four Indian guards in the huge warehouse, and Tang Cheng didn't have to make much effort at all, so he simply eliminated the four Indian guards guarding the warehouse. Tang Cheng, who opened the door of the warehouse and gave a signal, was not too happy in his heart.

Originally, he thought that this would be a difficult place, but Tang Cheng never thought that this was not so much a sneak attack as a game of anticlimactic. Hans's men saw the signal from Don City and immediately started the trucks, and a few minutes later, three trucks drove into the warehouse. "Load the car immediately, take a car first, go back and tell your boss that the quantity of medicines does not match our expectations, and you may need to come again."

Seeing the densely stacked boxes under the tarpaulin, Hans's men cheered in unison, the most valuable and easy-to-sell goods in the black market now, except for tobacco and munitions, are medicines. If this big box is full of medicines, then there are a lot of them, which is a good thing worth a lot of money! Tang Cheng did not help them load the car together, but carried a crowbar alone while the others were busy, and kept prying open the boxes in the warehouse to check the contents of the boxes.

The first truck that was about to leave was quickly loaded, and Tang Cheng also inspected this warehouse, except for the batch of medicines, there was actually a batch of bullets stored in this warehouse. Tang Cheng grabbed a handful of bullets from the box and handed it to the driver of the first truck, "Go back and tell your boss that there are at least a hundred boxes of bullets of this caliber in the warehouse, go back and ask him if you want these bullets!" "Tang Cheng thought simply, since they have all come in, it is best to move away if they see anything.

Before the next wave of Indian guards came to change shifts, Tang Cheng took all the medicines and bullets stored in the warehouse and returned to Hans's restaurant, where a red-faced Hans was settling the score. "Don, we're going to get rich this time! You don't know that the bullets were sold by me at all. And I'll tell you, the other party still gives gold bars, this is your share. ”

Tang Cheng looked at it and pushed a wooden box to Tang Cheng with some pain, the latter took the box and opened it, and found that the box contained a whole box of gold bars, and it looked like there were about thirty or so of them. "If I had known that the Indians in that warehouse were so easy to deal with, I would have done it myself, and now I still have to give you a share, it's not worth it!" Hans's words finally made Tang Cheng understand how the painful expression on the other party's face came from. "Tang, since our cooperation is not bad, why don't we do another vote?"

Seeing Tang Cheng accept the box of gold bars expressionlessly, Hans suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice to Tang Cheng, and whispered mysteriously. Tang Cheng rolled his eyes at Hans when he heard this, "I'm not a professional robber, if there is such a thing in the future, you'd better go to a professional robber for help!" If it weren't for the fact that there was medicine this time, I wouldn't have bothered to take care of you! Tang Cheng's answer disappointed Hans, and according to his thoughts, he wanted to persuade Tang Cheng to continue to join forces and destroy a secret warehouse in the American Concession.

"Those medicines, you hurry up and send someone to count the quantity, my share doesn't need money, I just need medicines." Tang Cheng simply rejected Hans's persuasion, and as he spoke, he took out a fiat currency from his pocket. In front of Hans, he tore the fiat currency in his hand in half, and then Tang Cheng handed half of the fiat currency to Hans. "No matter who comes to you to take my share of the medicine, you only recognize this certificate, you can hear what I say clearly, no matter who the other party is, as long as you can match this fiat currency, you will give them my share of the medicine."

Tang Cheng was already planning to leave Shanghai, but the matter of medicine was not over in a day or two. So before leaving, Tang Cheng used half a piece of fiat currency to leave a voucher for Hans, only recognizing the voucher and not the person, and Tang Cheng also saved the possibility of exposing himself. Hans didn't know that Tang Cheng was already planning to leave Shanghai, so he took a closer look at the half of the fiat currency in his hand, and Hans nodded in agreement. "Don, you'd better think carefully, your share of medicine is worth a lot of money."

Tang Cheng knew that Hans's reminder was out of good intentions, but he still shook his head slightly, Tang Cheng had many ways to make money, but he didn't plan to sell this batch of medicines for money. Even if there is no way to transport the medicines out of the Shanghai Station that receives this batch of medicines at that time, Tang Cheng's mind has already been entered, and as for the rest, it is not something that Tang Cheng needs to care about. Moreover, Tang Cheng believed in the ability of the military command, as long as the Shanghai station received this batch of medicines, the military command headquarters should be able to find out that this batch of drugs was related to him.

The other half of the fiat currency retained by Tang Cheng was prepared to be handed over to Shanghai Station, and the envelope sent to Datong Tea House contained the time and place of meeting, as long as the people from Shanghai Station appeared at the meeting place on time, the half of the fiat currency retained by Tang Cheng would belong to Shanghai Station. Time passed quickly, and he returned to the restaurant in Tangcheng, and at the invitation of Hans, he had a big meal before leaving. When he walked out of the restaurant, Tang Cheng suddenly realized that it was raining outside again.

I don't know why, during the time Tang Cheng came to Shanghai, it always rained in Shanghai, and he counted with his fingers, and Tang Cheng found that it had rained four times during this time. Holding the oil-paper umbrella given by Hansbai, Tang Cheng, who had nothing to do and was light, slowly walked towards the hotel where he lived with the flow of people. The rain is not heavy, so Tang Cheng, who is in a good mood, is still in the mood to look at the street windows of roadside shops from time to time. When passing by a shoe store, Tang Cheng suddenly stopped, and in the window of this shoe store, he saw a good pair of shoes.

The owner of the shoe store was an old British man, probably having been in Shanghai for a long time, and he did not have the arrogance inherent in the British. When he learned that the shoes in this shoe store were all handmade, Tang Cheng, who walked into the shoe store, expressed great interest, and then under the recommendation of the shoe store owner, Tang Cheng bought four pairs of leather shoes and two pairs of boots in one go. After learning that Tang Cheng bought boots in order to hunt in the mountains, he also took out a **** that was said to be handmade from the back hall of the shoe store with great interest.

Tang Cheng doesn't know much about the **** that Europeans love, but looking at the delicate decorations on this shotgun gun, Tang Cheng feels that this shotgun can't be cheap. Sure enough, the shoe store owner finally told Tang Cheng an unexpected price, and it was a price that Tang Cheng absolutely couldn't accept. With the money to buy several machine guns, to buy such a toy that could only be used for hunting, Tang Cheng really couldn't think of what the Europeans had in their heads.

It's just that out of habit, Tang Cheng used insight on the shoe store owner on a whim, and the result of the insight technique surprised Tang Cheng. If it weren't for Tang Cheng's excellent psychological quality, he might have screamed on the spot, an ordinary-looking shoe store owner would actually be the head of the British intelligence department in Shanghai, no matter who encountered this matter, he might feel impossible. But this impossible thing happened to Tang Cheng, and the shoe store was on the same street as Hans's restaurant.

Could it be that this old English man in front of him is coming for Hans? Otherwise, how could the shoe store be on the same street as Hans's restaurant? Tang Cheng's head thought quickly. Tang Cheng, who did not choose to attack on the spot, quickly ended the small talk with the shoe store owner, and then refused the other party's kindness to deliver it to the door, and left the shoe store with the bundled shoeboxes. Tang Cheng, who walked out of the shoe store, did not hesitate at all, and returned to Hans's restaurant along the way he came, but out of caution, Tang Cheng walked through the back door of the restaurant.

Seeing Tang Cheng go and return, Hans thought that Tang Cheng had changed his previous decision, but he didn't want Tang Cheng to come back in order to bring bad news to himself. "Hans, do you know the shoe store at the end of the street?" Tang Cheng went straight to the point, and asked Hans about the shoe store at the end of the street, and seeing that Tang Cheng's expression and tone did not look like a joke, Hans finally realized that the problem might be the shoe store at the end of the street.