Under the cover of night, the black sedan slid silently along the side of the street, and through the window, Tang Cheng took a closer look at the house on the left side of the street. It was the first target Tang Cheng had chosen based on the address provided by Hans, and after the sedan had silently streaked across the middle of the street, Tang Cheng in the back seat reached out and patted Bowman on the shoulder, signaling to stop on the side of the street. "The old rule, you wait for me in the car, and if you find a commotion, you leave immediately, and leave me alone."

Before getting out of the car, Tang Cheng told Bowman, who nodded to show that he understood, and Tang Cheng, who was dressed in black, pushed the door and got out of the car, and quickly disappeared into the shadows on the side of the street. Bowman was not unprepared, and after Tang Cheng got out of the car and left, Bowman took a bottle of wine out of his pocket. As long as someone pays attention to the car parked on the side of the road and comes to inquire, Bowman only needs to open the bottle and pour the drink on his body and in the car, and he will immediately be an alcoholic who has stopped on the side of the road to rest because he is drunk.

Tang Cheng, who had already gotten out of the car, didn't know that Bowman had made his own preparations, and he was hiding in the shadows on the side of the street, and he was reaching out to climb the wall in front of him at the moment, but with a slight exertion of his arms, Tang Cheng, who was dressed in black, climbed up the wall one by one. The courtyard behind the wall is not very large, and Tang Cheng, who has already used triple eyepieces, is not affected by the night at the moment, and the situation in the courtyard is as clear as daytime.

Tang Cheng, who climbed the wall, did not hesitate at all, just looked left and right and looked around, and then the whole person climbed onto the wall, and in a flash, Tang Cheng had already fallen into the courtyard. The position of Tangcheng is the southeast corner of the whole courtyard, but the courtyard gate is in the direction of the left hand side of Tangcheng, and it is a three-story small building more than 20 meters away from the courtyard gate. Tang Cheng, who was squatting under the wall, did not move, and after about half a cigarette, after confirming that there was no one else in the courtyard, he slowly got up and stood up.

Tang Cheng, who got up and stood up, only touched the ground with the front of his feet, and only a few of them ran forward, and then quickly hid sideways in the shadows under the small building. After adjusting his breath slightly, Tang Cheng took out his homemade fishing rod from his gear bag, checked the fixation of the fishing line, and then took two steps back and raised his hand to flick the hook with the lead lump upward. With a soft sound, the fishing hook with the lead lump was thrown up to the roof of the small building, and Tang Cheng in the shadow downstairs immediately took the fishing line from the fishing rod, and then used the light body skill to follow the fishing line hanging from the roof, and began to shake the reel to move up quickly.

Just using a glass knife to cut a round hole in a window on the third floor that could reach into his hand, Tang Cheng quickly opened the window and climbed into the room from the windowsill. The area of the room that Tang Cheng entered was not very large, and the boxes and sundries of different sizes in the room all told Tang Cheng that this was still a room dedicated to holding sundries. Tang Cheng casually opened a few of the boxes, and found that they were full of old clothes and tableware such as dishes and plates, so he had no interest in continuing to rummage.

After listening to the door for a while, Tang Cheng slowly unscrewed the doorknob, and then flashed out of the room and appeared in the corridor. According to information provided by Hans, the residents of this small building live in four rooms on the second floor, and the third floor is not counted as their main area of activity. Tang Cheng didn't fully believe the information provided by Hans, he just took the information provided by Hans as a reference, especially at this moment, Tang Cheng, who was walking on tiptoe, had already faintly heard the sound of conversation from a room on the third floor.

Through a door, Tang Cheng heard the sound of conversation coming from the room, and his first reaction was not panic, but surprise and excitement. Just now, Tang Cheng clearly heard a voice inside the door shouting the name Hanks, this Hanks was the target of Tang Cheng's trip. Listening patiently outside the door for a while, Tang Chengyan took out a black scarf from his equipment bag and covered his face, then held the gun in his right hand, and his left hand slowly stretched out and landed on the doorknob.

The two people who were talking in the room, unaware that danger was approaching them, suddenly heard a "click", and the two people who were arguing in the room looked at the door. The unlocked door was pushed open from the outside, and a ghostly man dressed in black and covering his face with a black cloth entered through the door. "Don't move, raise your hands slowly, or I'll kill not only the two of you, but everyone in this building." The man in black spoke fluent American English, and the two people in the room had to slowly raise their hands and sit in the chair and dare not move.

Tang Cheng, who broke into the room, was full of joy at the moment, he didn't expect that he would be so smooth tonight, the two people in the room happened to be the two targets in those photos provided by Hans. "Your name is Hanks, your name is Riley, I want to know, why are you together?" The barrel of the gun in Tang Cheng's hand was pointed at the two of them, and when he asked the other two of them, his eyes were looking around the room.

The two of them, who were pointed at gunpoint by Tang Cheng, sat in their chairs, and there was a pot of coffee on the table between them, obviously preparing to discuss things here. I don't understand how the black-clad masked man knew the names of the two of them, and Hanks, who was pointed at a pistol, was the first to speak, "I have a business relationship with Riley, and I'm talking about a deal tonight." If you need money, I can give it to you, give it now, just please don't hurt us, we are all businessmen, good people. ”

Hanks thought that his words could impress the masked Tang Cheng, but he didn't know that Tang Cheng, who was masked with a black cloth, was not a thief and thief who came to seek wealth, he was specially here to kill people. "Good! How much can you give me? In other words, how much do you think the two of you will be worth? Hanks's words made Tang Cheng grin suddenly, he had no good feelings for the British, but he would never refuse such unexpected surprises and gains.

Tang Cheng's rhetorical question made Hanks secretly relieved, in his opinion, as long as it can be solved with money, it is not a bad thing. Under Tang Cheng's gaze, Hanks slowed down, slowly opened the drawer in front of him, and then took out a stack of banknotes from the drawer and placed it on the table. "Here's $300, all the cash I have here, you can take it, it's enough for you to live comfortably in Shanghai for a few months." Hanks's seemingly atmospheric actions made Tang Cheng laugh again, and he reached out and grabbed the $300 on the table, Tang Cheng's eyes were about to narrow.

"Mr. Hanks, you have been doing business in Shanghai for more than six years, not to mention how much money you have made in your business on the surface, let's just say that your private business of selling tobacco and soil has made a lot of money in recent years. You take $300 out now, what do you want to do? Is it humiliating me? After speaking, Tang Cheng smashed the stack of dollars in his hand on Hanks's face, although it was only a stack of banknotes, but Hanks threw his head back violently, almost twisting his neck.

"And you, Mr. Riley, arms trafficking is as lucrative as tobacco. You haven't spoken since I came in, obviously trying to figure out what to do with me. Unfortunately, I have never had a good impression of the British, because opium was introduced to China by you British. Tang Cheng's expression became serious, and Hanks, who had been paying attention, secretly screamed in his heart, and a ball of gunfire suddenly flashed in front of him, only to hear a soft pop, and Riley, who was sitting opposite him, tilted his head and fell over from his chair.

The smell of blood quickly diffused in the small room, and the pale-faced Hanks had already been frightened at this moment, and before Tang Cheng could turn his head to look at him, he immediately whispered. "Don't kill me, I'll give you money, a lot of money." The frightened Hanks happily told the location and password of his safe, and when Tang Cheng reached out from Hanks's pocket to find the key to the safe, he grinned at the other party with a strange smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hanks, I'm not a robber or a snitch, I'm here because someone paid me to kill you." As he spoke, Tang Cheng, who put his left hand in his pocket, took out the photos that Hans handed him, and then arranged them on the table one by one for Hanks to see. "This is the target photo that my employer gave me, and it includes you, Mr. Riley, and of course the two gentlemen in the concession who died in the assassination yesterday."

"Why is this happening?" Seeing a picture of himself and Riley on the table, Hanks' face turned even paler. If this was the idea of a business rival, Hanks couldn't think of any business rival who would be so crazy, and after he followed Tang Cheng's words and found a photo of Thomas and the two on the table, an answer finally flashed in his mind.

"Is it because of that?" Hanks, who was wavering in his heart, stiffened his body, and then subconsciously turned his head to look at Tang Cheng. "I think I understand what this is all about, the people who hired you should be Germans, right?" Seeing that Tang Cheng's eyes did not fluctuate because of his question, Hanks continued. "I warn you that the Germans are not credible, and this matter is very complicated, and your fate will definitely not be any better."

Tang Cheng froze for a moment when he heard this, then stretched out his left hand and put it on Hanks's shoulder, and asked in a word. "What the hell is going on? If you tell me I really want to, I promise that I won't hurt your family and will never take your money. You have to die, but your family can leave Shanghai with your money and return to your own country for the rest of your life. Tang Cheng had been trying to figure out why Hans had hired himself to assassinate these people in the photo, and the Hanks in front of him was obviously an insider, so Tang Cheng immediately used his memory copying skills.