Seeing his subordinates carrying people, running out of the yard one after another, and some people carrying oil drums and sprinkling gasoline all the way out, Fang Bu nodded approvingly, and left through the back door with Maeda.

The whole process of the operation took five or six minutes at most, and Chen Haoqiu really found veterans.

As soon as Fang Buwei's car drove out a few dozen meters, a sky-high fire was reflected behind him, and a group of spies scattered and disappeared without a trace.

It was only at this time that the patrol room received an alarm call, blowing a whistle and calling people.

Fang Buwei drove the car while listening to Chen Haoqiu's movements.

Li Changfeng and Boss Qu entered the hotel and went to the front desk to explain first, saying that they wanted to check out.

On the sofa seven or eight meters away from them, a spy was holding a newspaper and pretending to look at it.

Waiting for Li Changfeng and Boss Qu to go upstairs, the spy threw down the newspaper and walked out of the hotel quickly.

He swept around the door, and saw that Chen Haoqiu hadn't arrived yet, so he lazily leaned on the railing at the door and lit a cigarette.

Before he was halfway there, Chen Haoqiu's car arrived.

"What about people?"

"I went upstairs and said I was going to check out!"

Check?

Chen Haoqiu frowned, and suddenly thought about it.

"Did you ask, do they have any companions in the hotel?"

"There was one, in his thirties, not very tall, with glasses...... The waiter said that he seemed to be sick, and when he first came, he gave them a pack of Chinese medicine, saying that he was helping to fry it......"

In his thirties, with glasses......

It is basically attached to Li Changfu's physical characteristics.

Chen Haoqiu pondered for a while, and then explained: "Let the brothers be cautious, don't show their feet, and wait for them to ......leave the hotel before they do it."

Although the Jardine Hotel is opened by Chinese, after all, it has also paid protection fees to the patrol room, and if you can avoid making a big move, it is best not to make a big move.

As long as you are on the street, you don't have so many scruples.

In the concession, didn't there be one or two street robberies or even shooting and killing people that day?

What's more, this time is a time when there is a war, and it is the most chaotic time.

Fang Buwei naturally didn't know that Chen Haoqiu had changed his plan temporarily, and even if he knew, he wouldn't interfere.

Chen Haoqiu is also an old spy, I don't know how many traitor spies he has caught in Shanghai, and he will only have more experience than him, not less than him.

After his subordinates entered the hotel, Chen Haoqiu closed the window and asked Si Yang to drive the car out of the hotel courtyard and stop at the intersection outside the courtyard wall.

The front of the car is facing outward, no matter which way it goes, you can turn around at any time.

Chen Haoqiu also got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and stared at the door of the hotel tightly.

In the alleys around the hotel, there were three teams of spies in ambush, just waiting for Chen Haoqiu to give an order.

Ten minutes later, three men went downstairs.

Boss Qu went to check out, and Li Changfeng helped a man with glasses out of the hotel and prepared to get in the car.

Through the light at the entrance of the hotel, Chen Haoqiu identified it, and could vaguely see that the man who was being held by someone was somewhat similar to Song Ziwen's secretary.

Why is his face so pale, it looks like he is much older?

Chen Haoqiu remembered the information that his subordinates told him that this person would let the waiter decoct the medicine as soon as he arrived at the hotel.

It seems that the illness is not light.

Li Changfeng didn't know how to drive, so he sat in the back seat with Li Changfu, and only started the car after Boss Qu retired from the room and came out.

Chen Haoqiu jumped on the co-pilot and reminded the driver: "Remember, as long as you get out of the hotel, you can rest assured that Lao Tzu will be hit!" ”

"Got it, it's not like I haven't bumped into it!" The driver muttered.

Chen Haoqiu was about to fan, but was dodged by the driver with a grin.

Three years ago, when Fang Buwei went to Shanghai to investigate the assassination of Guan Jingyan, he was the one who drove the car when he robbed people under the nose of Japanese spies.

He is indeed a talent, not to mention his driving skills, and he is more courageous.

In the face of the rain of bullets and bullets from Japanese spies, he was not scared at all.

A Yang Ding'an mutiny case, coupled with the fact that the original Shanghai Station was divided into three by Ma Chunfeng, there are not a few old brothers left under Chen Haoqiu, and they are all regarded as treasures by him.

Afraid of driving too fast and hitting people or cars outside, when Boss Qu went out of the hotel yard, he deliberately observed it at the door.

It was too dark, and he didn't notice that there were still people sitting in the car two or three meters away from him.

As soon as Boss Qu drove out of the door of the hotel, the driver hit the car quickly, and then kicked the accelerator, and the car roared, like an arrow off the string.

"Sit tight!" The driver roared, stepped on the accelerator under his feet directly to the bottom, and hugged the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

Chen Haoqiu tightly grasped the handle on the top.

There was a loud "bang", and then there was a piercing sound, and the tires of Chen Haoqiu's car directly smoked.

Boss Qu didn't react, the car was hit and turned off and turned around in the middle of the road.

He subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and the car slid for another half a lap before stopping.

When he saw the dense figures rushing out from all directions, he reacted: he was ambushed.

Boss Qu's face was as pale as dirt, and he subconsciously went to twist the key, and as soon as his hand reached over, he heard a "bang" sound, the car window was smashed open, and a pistol was pushed to his head.

"As long as the car doesn't go off, Lao Tzu's gun won't go off either!" One of the agents smirked.

The space in the back seat was relatively large, Li Changfeng and Li Changfu were directly thrown off their seats, and even when they were about to get up subconsciously, the car door was smashed open, and several spies pulled them off the car like wolves.

"Who are you...... What are you doing......" Li Changfeng screamed.

Li Changfu wanted to resist, but before he could raise his hand, he was shot by a spy.

The person did not faint, but the blood flowed out immediately.

"The hand is raw!" The spy muttered, didn't dare to smash it again, directly pulled out the rope, and quickly tied it up.

Boss Qu's face was still pale, but he was slightly calmer than Li Changfeng.

He at least understands that since these people dare to kidnap people on the street, they will definitely dare to kill people on the street.

The surroundings are densely packed with people, at least dozens of them, and there are no escapes.

Boss Qu saw a man who was holding his hands and slapping his hands, constantly wiping the blood on his face, pushed through the crowd and walked towards them.

There were two other men waiting next to him, one covering the wound on his head, and the other was medicating him.

At first glance, he was the leader, and he was injured alone, probably from the car that hit him.

"Japanese?" Boss Qu asked in a trembling voice.

He thought that these people were sent by Maeda to kill him.

"Japan, you mother!" Chen Haoqiu took a mouthful of blood in his mouth, turned around first, and kicked away the driver who was drugged him.

"I'll fuck your mother, Lao Tzu was knocked like this, why don't you have anything to ......"

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