"I thought you weren't coming!" Sitting in the back seat of the sedan with Hans, Tang Cheng spoke as he reloaded the spare magazine. Looking up at Hans's expression, Tang Cheng grinned. "Don't worry, it's just just a precaution, maybe you won't need them tonight. There's too much movement in that position, I'm going to use this tonight! Tang Cheng put away the spare magazine full of bullets, and pulled out a short knife from behind his waist with his backhand to show Hans.

Hans, who had already seen Tang Cheng's skills, just glanced at the short knife in Tang Cheng's hand, but did not speak, and Tang Cheng only smiled slightly when he saw this. In just a few hours, more than ten people were gathered to act as helpers, and Tang Cheng also knew that Hans had made a big effort this time, and after chuckling, Tang Cheng whispered. "After I get this batch of medicines, I will tell you the purpose of my visit to Shanghai." Tang Cheng's words made Hans's eyes glaze, and the purpose of Tang Cheng's coming to Shanghai had always bothered him.

"You don't lie to me?" Hans asked, but Tang Cheng was silent, and Hans had to keep his mouth shut. Half an hour later, Hans's car stopped outside an alleyway, opened the door, and Hans got out of the car first. "Follow this alley all the way inside, and when you see the fork in the road, go east, and the alley will lead all the way to the outside of the British's warehouse, and the rest will depend on you." Later, Tang Cheng, who came out of the car, listened to Hans's explanation and looked at the dark alley.

Listening to Hans, he didn't go into the alley, and Tang Cheng didn't show any objections, after all, he was the one who did the main thing. "The people who called you are scattered in the alleys, and when they see the signal I send with a flashlight, they better hurry up and join me. You're right, it's too close to the patrol house, and I don't think it's safe. As he spoke, Tang Cheng turned around and took out a flashlight from the car, and then strode into the alley.

The alley was a little long, and Tang Cheng, who had not turned on the flashlight, walked out for a long time before finally seeing the fork in the road that Hans said. From the search for the Tang City, which had turned east, he soon saw a mark on the wall in front of him, and Hans had said in advance that behind this marked wall was the courtyard where the Englishman had temporarily used it as a warehouse. Quickly moved to Tang Cheng under the wall, jumped up, and his hands were already climbing the head of the wall. Between the bending and stretching of his arms, Tang Cheng's head slowly poked out from the wall, and the silence in the courtyard was not abnormal.

Tang Cheng, who saw the situation in the courtyard clearly, was secretly happy, this courtyard that was not very large was as far as the eye could see, even if the British left guards here, I am afraid that there was no way to hide a secret whistle in such a courtyard. Tang Cheng climbed over the wall, only listened a little, then climbed the wall with his backhand, and the whole person slowly slid into the courtyard along the wall. With his feet on the ground, Tang Cheng quickly moved on tiptoe to the nearest dark place, and Tang Cheng, who was leaning sideways against the wall, immediately hid in the shadows.

Tang Cheng, who had already opened the triple eyepiece, just looked around and saw the layout of the courtyard thoroughly. Only three or five meters away from him was an iron door, looking at the size of the iron gate, Tang Cheng deduced that behind the iron gate might be a warehouse, because a normal residence would not use such a large iron door as a door. Not far from the iron gate, there was a hut with a light shining through the window, and if there were guards in this courtyard, it might be in this hut.

Tang Cheng slowly moved forward, and soon appeared under the window sill, Tang Cheng, who was half-squatting, listened carefully for a while, but he couldn't hear a sound coming from the window. Could it be that I guessed wrong? There's no one in this hut at all? Tang Cheng, who didn't hear any noise or sound, was full of questions in his mind at the moment. Fortunately, Tang Cheng was thoughtful, and he would never be distracted by some unexpected situation, and he pulled out a short knife from his back waist and planned to go into the hut to find out.

Tang Cheng, who was holding his breath, reached out and touched the door of the hut lightly, only to find that the door was from the inside, which proved that Tang Cheng's previous inference was correct, although there was no movement coming from the hut, there were indeed people inside. The doors and windows are all pushed from the inside, and if it were someone else, the current situation could only be to break into the door with brute force. But Tang Cheng doesn't have to do this, because he carries with him the incense he got from the lottery in the system, this seemingly unsolvable situation is simply not too simple for Tang Cheng who has the incense in hand.

After Tang Cheng entered the alley alone, Hans was anxiously waiting, and seeing that more than a quarter of an hour had passed, Hans's anxiety became more and more intense. He is not like Tang Cheng is alone, the current Hans is a big family in Shanghai, if he gets into trouble because of tonight's time, maybe the good situation he has worked so hard to manage in Shanghai for so many years will all come to naught.

Just when Hans was about to completely collapse, a long and two short flashlight signals finally appeared in the dark alley, and Hans couldn't help but be overjoyed, and then took a dozen of his men into the alley. Hans and the others, all wearing soft-soled shoes, did not make much movement as they walked, although their pace was not slow. On the wall of the small courtyard of the medicine warehouse, there was already a ladder, and Tang Cheng, dressed in black, was squatting on the wall.

"I don't know if it's our luck, or if the Englishman you said believes in the patrol room too much, and there is only one guard in the yard." Seeing that Hans personally led people over, Tang Cheng stepped on the ladder and came down from the wall, and after whispering a few words to Hans, he led the people into the courtyard and left, and in a short time, boxes of medicine were passed out of the courtyard. "I've seen it all, there is indeed only one guard in the courtyard, and the door to the front has been sealed, so it's safe for the time being."

Along with the first box of medicines, there was also one of Hans's henchmen, and his task was not only to enter the courtyard to confirm the number of medicines, but also to secretly check whether the contents that Tang Cheng had just told Hans were correct. With the confirmation of his cronies, Hans was completely relieved, and the boxes were passed out of the courtyard one after another, and a large number of boxes were soon built around Hans.

"I always feel that it is not very safe here, you first arrange for someone to move the boxes out into the alley, and leave a few people in the yard to pour them out of the warehouse, so that there is no delay on both sides." Tang Cheng soon came out of the courtyard again, and Hans was as good as he was this time, and did not argue with Tang Cheng, but immediately arranged for someone to transfer the boxes that had been moved out of the courtyard to the alley over there. Medicines are not as heavy as ammunition, and each person can still walk as fast as he carries two boxes, and Hans himself was not idle, and immediately joined in the carrying.

Under the cover of the night, everything went smoothly, and the medicines that filled most of the warehouse were soon moved under the wall by Tang Cheng and others, and handed out of the wall as quickly as possible. "This guard must also be taken away, at least not in this courtyard, and we must give the Englishman the illusion that this is a self-theft incident." In the end, Tang Cheng handed it out of the wall was the guard of the small courtyard who had been incensed.

"You're bad enough!" Hans, who was sweating profusely, gave Tang Cheng a thumbs up, if it was him, he would never have thought of this. Tang Cheng ignored Hans's teasing, and after lowering the unconscious guard from the wall, he put away the ladder and prepared to return to the small courtyard. "Don, what are you going to do? Everything in the warehouse has been moved out, it's time for us to get out of here! Seeing this, Hans hurriedly lowered his voice and asked Tang Cheng on the wall.

"You guys leave me alone, I'm going to take a look at the front, you go first, let's see you tomorrow!" Tang Cheng didn't explain too much, just waved goodbye to Hans at the wall, and went back to the courtyard. Seeing this, Hans had to call his subordinates to hurry up and remove the last boxes, as for what Tang Cheng would do when he returned to the courtyard, Hans guessed that Tang Cheng, who had always fallen into the eyes of money, must have scraped the ground again.

Hans guessed wrong this time, and Tang Cheng returned to the small courtyard, not because he found anything valuable. The reason why he didn't leave with Hans and the others was that he felt that there were many people and the goal was big, and Tang Cheng was ready to leave alone. Tang Cheng, who returned to the small courtyard with a ladder, looked around the courtyard boredly, and waited for Hans and others outside the wall to remove all the boxes, and then turned out of the courtyard again and disappeared into the night.

Hans's men had been secretly watching Tang Cheng, wary of Tang Cheng secretly hiding medicines during the transport, but what they didn't know was that before they could rush here down the alley, Tang Cheng had already opened the warehouse and filled his bag full of sulfonamide powder. Giving up the sulfonamide powder after packaging not only reduces the weight a lot, but also makes it easier for Tang Cheng to stuff more sulfonamide powder into the carry-on equipment bag. Tang Cheng didn't know how many portions of sulfonamide powder weighing 8 kilograms he could divide into, but he knew that these sulfonamide powders could save many soldiers with wound infections.

Tang Cheng, who parted ways with Hans and the others, did not return to his residence immediately, but changed his outfit and went to the apartment. "I can really find something to do for myself!" After closing the heavy curtains of the apartment, Tang Cheng took out the sulfonamide powder from his carry-on bag, first put it in a few large basins, and then took out the oiled paper he had placed here in advance, and began to pack the sulfonamide powder in the large basin one by one.

Tang Cheng didn't have any measuring instruments at hand, so he had to use a teacup to do the measurement, each piece of oiled paper was wrapped in a teacup of sulfonamide powder, and the wrapped oiled paper bag looked square, like the popular Shanghai Beach. "I've done my best, as much as I want!" The wrapped sulfonamide powder was neatly stacked on the table, worried that the people of the underground party would think that this was the Tang City of smoke, and left a note intimately.