When Zhang Jianghe was helped downstairs by the nurse, there were already raindrops outside the window, and Zhang Jianghe went down the stairs to the first floor, and he smelled a strong aroma. "Uncle Zhang, did you smell the smell of chicken soup before you came downstairs?" Tang Cheng, who was wearing an apron, happened to come out of the kitchen with a black crockpot, and the aroma that Zhang Jianghe had just smelled was emanating from this black crockpot.

Tang Cheng gently placed the crockpot on the long table in the living room, and following Tang Cheng's movements, Zhang Jianghe's gaze had already been deeply fixed by the food on the table. Tang Cheng can cook, and it is said that the cooking skills are very good, which Zhang Jianghe knew as early as in Nanjing, but he has never eaten Tang Cheng's food, and it seems that he is blessed today.

It's just that before Zhang Jianghe could continue to sigh, the phone in the hall suddenly rang, and Zhang Jianghe, who was sitting down at the dining table, secretly pricked up his ears, but what he heard was Tang Cheng talking to the person on the other end of the phone in English. Zhang Jianghe only knew a few words of daily language in English, and Tang Cheng's speed of speech was obviously a little fast, so Zhang Jianghe couldn't understand what Tang Cheng was saying at all.

"It's okay, it's just a foreigner I know, I may have to go out later." Tang Cheng hung up the phone, and in the face of Zhang Jianghe's eyes, Tang Cheng just said something vaguely. Zhang Jianghe naturally knew that Tang Cheng had something to hide from him, but he didn't ask at this moment, but chose to hide the question deep in his heart first. Because he knew that if he asked, Tang Cheng would definitely tell the truth. It's just that if that's the case, there will definitely be a gap between himself and Tang Cheng, which Zhang Jianghe definitely doesn't want to see.

After having dinner with Zhang Jianghe, and then chatting for a while, Tang Cheng saw that the rain outside had obviously decreased, and then left the residence with an umbrella. It was Hans who called Tang Cheng, who had promised him to help Hans clear out a British arms dealer in the concession. "Don, I just got the news an hour ago, that arms dealer named Henry, a new shipment will arrive tonight, I hope you can help me intercept this shipment." When I met Hans in the back hall of the restaurant, he was talking to one of his men in a whisper.

Hans was very happy to see Tang Cheng coming on time, and after explaining the situation, Hans generously offered Tang Cheng the benefit of three tiers of profit sharing. "Don, as long as you help me kill that damn Englishman and intercept his batch of arms, I'm willing to give you thirty percent of the profits as a reward." Hans's promise was actually not valued by Tang Cheng, from the beginning of contact with Hans, Tang Cheng was wary of the other party intentionally or unintentionally, but it is always a good thing to have money, and Tang Cheng will not refuse such a good thing.

"No problem, but there is only one condition!" Tang Cheng nodded, and at the same time slowly stretched out his right hand and raised his index finger at Hans. At Hans's suggestion, Tang Cheng smiled and whispered, "I have an elder who likes to collect weapons from all over the world, and I heard that ** pistols are very good, I hope that after this matter is over, you can get me two ** pistols." Of course, I won't ask for your things for nothing, I can ask for a little less benefit. ”

The conditions offered by Tang Cheng made Hans secretly relieved in his heart, just getting two ** pistols, which is really not difficult for Hans. "Don, no problem, as long as you help me solve this matter smoothly, it only takes half a month, and I can get you two ** pistols produced by the original German factory, absolutely authentic." Hans didn't know why Tang Cheng was willing to trade a layer of benefits for two ** pistols, but he knew that he was the one who made the money in this deal.

Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't tell Hans that he needed two ** pistols, because he was tired of the bulkiness of the Mauser submachine pistol. Although the Mauser submachine pistol has a bit of strong firepower, its weight has reached 1.24 kg, plus the full size *** attached to the barrel, Tang Cheng's Mauser submachine pistol has exceeded 1.5 kg in weight.

The weight of the German-made ** pistol is only 835 grams, and the total weight will not exceed one kilogram if you count the weight of ***. Although the ammunition capacity of the ** pistol is only 8 rounds, which is far lower than the 20 rounds of the Mauser submachine gun, Tang Cheng can be equipped with two ** pistols on the basis of reducing the total weight. Just a small increase of 500 grams on the original weight, you can store an additional pistol in the carry-on equipment bag, which is extremely important for Tang Cheng.

Hans's happy promise made Tang Cheng also overjoyed, according to the results of himself and Zhang Jianghe jacket, they still have to stay in Shanghai for almost a month, according to Hans, he only needs to wait patiently for half a month to get two ** pistols. Tang Cheng, who was in a good mood, immediately asked Hans to send someone to take him to check the terrain first, and on a rainy day like this, there were not many pedestrians in the streets outside, so it should be a good weather to do it.

Hans did not assign his men to assist Tang Cheng, but drove Tang Cheng all the way east and disappeared into the rainy night. Half an hour later, Hans's car slowly stopped next to a narrow alley, Hans and Tang Cheng got out of the car, and under Hans's personal leadership, Tang Cheng slowly walked into a small building next to it. "I've got two people to keep an eye on that damn Englishman in the attic upstairs." Hans turned around and whispered a chin at Tang Cheng, and the two of them went up the stairs to the attic.

The two people Hans arranged here were not ordinary people at first glance, but Tang Cheng did not pay attention to these two people, but grabbed the binoculars on the table, and looked at the building across the street through the gap in the window according to Hans's business. The Western-style building across the street looked a little old, and according to Hans, it originally belonged to a French merchant before being bought by the damned Englishman for a bargain price.

"I don't care if the house across the street belongs to the French or the British, I just want to know if there is bloodshed, will it be a big deal?" After taking a closer look through the binoculars for a while, Tang Cheng, who had left from the window, turned to look at Hans and asked his own questions. Regarding Tang Cheng's question at this moment, Hans first grinned for a while, and then gave Tang Cheng an absolute answer.

"Don, don't worry, even if you kill all the people in that house, I can guarantee that this matter will be turned into a small one." When Hans said this, he winked at Tang Cheng very proudly. "My people may not be as good as you in some aspects, but their ability to clean up the scene, I dare say, is one of the best in the whole of Shanghai."

"There is no bloodstain at the scene, and there is no body to be found, such a headless case, even if the Ministry of Industry and the patrol room of the concession do their best to investigate, I am afraid that they will not be able to find the direction and clues to solve it!" The smug smile on Hans's face let Tang Cheng know that what the other party said should be true, and since Hans said that he had such ability, Tang Cheng did not continue to ask. According to the information obtained by Hans, tonight, the owner of the opposite building, the Englishman Henry, will receive a batch of munitions, and Tang Cheng's task is to kill the Englishman Henry after the munitions arrive.

Time passed little by little, and the people of Tang Cheng waited patiently in the attic, seeing that the sky was completely dark, Hans began to fidget a little. "Boss, there's a signal from Sem!" Finally, the man who had been standing by the window let out a low cry, and everyone turned their heads to look out the window, just in time to see a flashlight beam flashing at the street corner in the distance. Hans was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately turned his head to look at Tang Cheng, who had been silent, and Tang Cheng immediately got up and left the attic.

In this kind of action of snatching the other party's goods, there is actually no need to formulate any action plan at all, according to Tang Cheng's idea, he only needs to rush up and kill the driver and escort when the other party's goods arrive, and then drive the truck away. Tang Cheng went downstairs, put on a raincoat and waited silently at the entrance of the alley for a while, and after hearing the movement of the truck from far and near, Tang Cheng backhanded out the two short knives that Hans had prepared for himself in advance.

Henry, who had the backing of the British government, had been engaged in the arms business in Shanghai for six or seven years, and with the growing hostility between China and Japan, Henry's arms business seemed to be more and more prosperous. According to the prior agreement, two trucks will be carrying the arms that have just been removed from the warship into the concession this evening. As usual, Henry was ready to receive the truck, and when he heard the truck outside, Henry appeared in the warehouse in the backyard with a few of his men and waited for the truck to appear.

A man in a raincoat was standing outside the side door that had been opened, using a flashlight to guide the trucks, and according to custom, the two trucks carrying arms would enter the large warehouse in the backyard directly through the side door. Seeing the flashlight beam, the two trucks loaded with munitions began to slow down, and just as the first truck had already driven into the backyard, and the second truck was still turning, Tang Cheng, who had been hiding in the shadows on the side of the road, suddenly rushed through the street and appeared in the rear of the truck.

The night, which had already darkened, provided Tang Cheng with good cover, and neither the driver of the truck nor the man standing outside the side noticed Tang Cheng's appearance. The truck with black smoke from the tail slowly drove into the side door, and the person who had been here at the side door was about to close the iron door, but suddenly found that a person appeared on his side at some point, and was about to ask, but when he saw a flash of cold light in front of him, there was a hot current gushing out of his neck. A knife cut the other party's neck, Tang Cheng reached out to hold the corpse and dragged it to the wall to put it away, then changed into the other party's raincoat as if nothing happened, and then turned around to take care of the side door.