Then he jerked his head and saw a pair of feet appear in front of him, and without thinking about it, it was two shots, and then he shrank back like lightning.

"Ah......" There was a scream, and the voice was the man who was in a meeting with the driver.

The people in the room only stared at the middle and upper part of the doorway, and they didn't expect a gun to suddenly emerge from the ground.

He rolled over and aimed his gun at the stairs again.

He was in a better position now, right at the top of the staircase, and not within the range of the gunmen on the first floor. If the people below wanted to shoot him, they had to rush upstairs.

As soon as someone came out, Fang Buwei shot him. However, the opponent reacted quickly enough, and Fang Buwei didn't miss it.

A member of the Secret Service climbed the wall on a human ladder and opened fire on the Japanese hiding behind the door.

There were also team members who came in directly through the windows on the first floor, hid in the house and opened fire. The Japanese in the courtyard became turtles in the urn.

There was another thump in the bugging, as if a door or lid had been opened.

The red dot representing the driver is meant to move?

Is there a secret passage in this room?

The man in the room didn't know what to shout at the people downstairs. Then there was a "coax", and a burst of fire came out of the door.

The people inside actually lit a fire?

Fang Buwei had just gotten up half of his body when he saw a gunman hiding on the stairs take out something and bite it on the side of his mouth, throwing it at Fang Buwei.

Fang Bu supported his limbs, and his body arched violently. A fish jumped into the house.

The grenade exploded at the doorway, directly blowing off half of the brick wall.

A wave of air rushed into the house with dust and fire.

In the thick smoke, Fang Buwei heard an extremely cruel scream, it was the man who was hit in the leg by himself.

But he didn't care about these at all, and when he landed, he was stained with gasoline and there was already a flame.

Fang Buwei got up violently, covered his face with his elbows, and jumped out of the window directly.

The team members under the window saw a burning man jump out of the window, and they were startled, and they were about to shoot, when they heard a "I am not for it", and then the burning man fell to the ground and rolled very quickly.

Gao Sizhong, who was standing at the window on the second floor opposite, shouted: "Don't put out the fire yet......"

A group of team members undressed and undressed, grabbed the soil, and wrapped Fang Buwei before the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Fang Buwei was not fast enough, and there was not much gasoline on his body. The fire was quickly extinguished.

Fang Buwei stood up in disgrace and asked the team members to tear their still smoking clothes.

"What's going on inside?" Gao Sizhong shouted.

"They poured gasoline on the papers......" Fang did not reply.

"Where's the driver?"

"Jumped into the tunnel!" Fang Buwei looked at the red dot and was moving.

"Damn it......" Gao Sizhong smashed his fist on the windowsill, but forgot that it was full of glass slag, and accidentally pricked a piece, and snorted again.

"The tunnel is on the first floor, go and chase ...... a few people," Gao Sizhong shouted.

"Section chief, the fire has just started, let the brothers hurry up, maybe they can grab a little thing and come out......," Fang Buwei reminded.

"Why don't you hurry up?" Gao Sizhong roared again.

"Section chief, you were negligent in your duties, and you didn't think that there are so many Japanese hidden in these two buildings?" Fang said without shame.

"What's wrong with you, you can't even touch a single hair without you!" Gao Sizhong sighed. Fang Buwei is not Sun Wukong, it is quite remarkable to be able to do this level.

He said to a section chief of the intelligence section next to him, "Call the chief immediately and tell him that our side has started, but the driver has run away!" ”

Ma Chunfeng is in command of the headquarters of the secret service, and he has arranged for personnel to monitor Yao Tiannan and can be arrested at any time.

But Yao Tiannan is not an ordinary person after all, and there must be a good reason to arrest him. Only if Gao Sizhong and Fang Buwei have a certain result here, can he do it on his side.

Nanjing City actually hides such a strong force, and now there is such a big movement, all of which is related to Yao Tiannan's driver. Excuses are enough.

"Section chief, the direction of the tunnel is north......" A team member climbed through the window to report to Gao Sizhong.

On the north side of the alley is a wall, and behind the wall is a shantytown, which Fang Buwei had previously scouted with a rickshaw.

Gao Sizhong also asked the team members and soldiers on the periphery to expand the encirclement, and sent people to search for the tunnel exit.

"Section Chief, I'll go too!" Fang is not for the sake of asking for life.

"It's good!" Gao Sizhong nodded.

The shootout in the courtyard was over, and Li Wuxian was escorting several Japanese gunmen who were still alive to come to restore his life.

Looking at the location of the red dot, Fang Bu deliberately arranged a few more people for Gao Sizhong, riding bicycles, and rushing to the direction where the red dot moved.

The driver didn't run far, at most dozens of meters, so Fang Buwei was not in a hurry.

Looking at the direction, the driver was passing under the wall of the cul-de-sac. Fang Buwei pulled the rickshaw around at that time, and the wall was full of low and dilapidated bungalows, dirty, messy and smelly, so the landlord of the small building would build a wall to separate them.

The alleys of the shantytown are all over the place, and they are not sure which one the driver will come out of, will it be like the small building, and there are still gunmen hiding nearby? That's why I brought a few more people in case of an emergency.

Fang Buwei didn't dare to let the team members disperse, but all followed him and slipped into the alley in a long line.

The red dot stopped, and Fang Buwei sped up suddenly. But before he could get there, the driver started moving again.

Fang Buwei hurriedly chased after him and entered a long and narrow alley.

The alley was muddy and foul-smelling.

A few barefoot children were playing in the alley like mud monkeys.

There were also a few old people basking in the sun in the corner, and when they saw Fang Buwei and a few team members, they all stood up in a panic.

Fang Buwei looked at the location of the red dot, glanced forward again, and saw that seven or eight meters away from him, an old man with gray hair was walking with his back to him, walking to the other end of the alley.

Fang Buwei sneered, and said to the team members next to him: "Who has copper?" ”

Fang Bu, who was close to him, took out his pocket for a team member next to him and handed over more than a dozen copper plates.

Fang Buwei raised the copper plate in his hand and beckoned to a slightly older half-sized boy.

The child was a little reluctant, but when he saw the money in Fang Buwei's hand, he walked over hesitantly.

Fang Buwei threw a copper plate into the child's hand, put his mouth close to the child's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Tell me which yard that person came from, and the money is yours!" ”

Fang Buwei broke the child's face and didn't let him look over there. The child could only squint his eyes and look in the direction that Fang Buwei's hidden finger was pointing.

It was the old man who was walking out of the alley with his back to Fang Buwei.

The child's eyes lit up, but he hesitated again. It seems that he didn't pay attention either.

The child looked at the copper plate in Fang Buwei's hand, and then looked at the old people who had already stood up, and when they were about to go over, they were pulled by Fang Buwei.

"Whisper!"