"Now that a large number of unidentified armed men have infiltrated the concession, and military management is underway, are you sure you want to continue traveling?" At the intersection of Chang'an Road and Chengdu Road, Zhang Yao's car was stopped by several sentries with rifles. Although the concession area was declared to be under military control, a person with real status like Zhang Yao must have privileges and special passes.

"Soldier, do your job and don't meddle in your business!" After retracting the special pass, the private butler sitting in the passenger seat raised his eyebrows and spoke coldly.

The sentry glanced at the butler, pursed the corners of his lips and did not speak, then turned and motioned for the barricade to be lifted.

"The situation is so chaotic?" Zhang Yao, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned and looked out the window at the unusually quiet concession under the cover of night, and wondered.

In the past, every night fell, the bustling concession was brightly lit, and now it was deserted. Not to mention people, even passing cars can't be seen. From time to time, a few crisp gunshots could be heard in the distance, and I don't know where the fire was being fired. The concession area is mixed with dragons and snakes, and all kinds of Chinese and British people are composed of black. There are countless gangs. These ruthless people who dare to do anything business for the sake of money rushed out in this chaotic time and acted recklessly, adding variables to many things.

"Young Master, please rest assured." The housekeeper turned to look at Zhang Yao, and said with a smile, "Mr. Xu, I have already sent someone over there, and I won't be stopped." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yao withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly.

Actually, he wasn't worried about anything else, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart that made him feel a little stuffy in his chest, as if he was blocked by something.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yao turned his head to look at the car behind him. The cars that followed were all his personal guards, all of whom were carefully trained by the Zhang family. Not to mention loyalty, each marksmanship is outstanding, and the martial arts are strong. It is the absolute power that guards Zhang Yao.

"Huh." Zhang Yao cocked his legs and shook his head slightly, feeling that he was thinking too much. This is the concession of the Ming Dynasty, and he is an important member of the Zhang family in Songjiang Prefecture. I have an absolute advantage, so why be suspicious? Although Zhang Cheng was bold, wise, and lucky, he still couldn't compete with himself, the pride of the sky. No way, some things are predestined at birth.

Caught in contemplation and faint self-deprecation, Zhang Yao would not understand the thoughts of a traverser. As a noble person born with a golden key, he will not understand what kind of anger an ordinary person will burst out when he is faced with a desperate situation!

The two cars in front and behind drifted apart, and soon entered a one-way street with no cars. The street lights around the road were very dim, and even the vision became a little blurred in the night.

At the end of the road, a turn is an agreed high-end restaurant under the name of the Zhang family, which is a busy area and is densely populated. Even if it is the period of military management, it is still brilliant. You can see the bright lights on the high-rise buildings at the end of the road.

The driver is a very experienced guard, who is alert and vigilant. When the car has driven some distance on this exceptionally quiet road. The driver looked at the dark street outside the car, and a sudden palpitation instantly came to his heart.

'Smack! There was a crisp sound. Before the alert driver could increase the accelerator, a faint light suddenly flashed in the dim night not far away. Before the driver could hear the sound, the windshield in front of him was shattered, and a bullet went into his chest!

~~~~~~The screeching sound of brakes shook the deserted street. Before dying, the driver desperately pressed the brakes and stopped the car that was about to lose control. He couldn't take care of the rest anymore.

"Young Master!" The butler, whose head was already gray, slammed into the back seat with a movement that was completely inconsistent with his age, and threw Zhang Yao, who was still stunned, under him. Immediately, the dense gunfire instantly rang out like fried beans.

The ambush of Zhang Yao was the action team led by Wang Yan, and the people in the group were all Wang Yan's former colleagues, and they were all trained professionals.

With the exact time and route in hand, the ambush was made extremely simple. Moreover, Wang Yan used the Chicago typewriter, which had previously shown its might on the battlefield in northern Italy, an unusually sharp weapon when the gangsters were in flames.

Five or six strong men burst out of the night. The brawny men in dark trench coats and top hats opened fire on two cars that had come to a sudden stop with a Chicago typewriter with a drum attached. The characteristic sound of the Thompson submachine gun and the gun flame at the muzzle completely cut off Zhang Yao's way out.

The dense rain of bullets knocked the two cars into a sieve in a very short time. The body of the car was covered with dense bullet holes, and the blood of the car flowed out through the cracks of the doors, and pooled into a pool of red blood under the car.

The cars of this era did not have any bulletproof armor, they were just painted iron sheets. Trying to rely on a car to fend off a barrage of bullets is a dream. After hundreds of rounds were tilted, two strong men quickly stepped forward and opened the door of the first car.

A strong man raised his hand to pull away the butler who was lying on Zhang Yao's body, took out a flashlight and a photo and looked at Zhang Yao, who was already covered in blood and dying, and nodded and said, "People are right." ”

Zhang Yao, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly widened his eyes, and looked at the strong man who was pulling out a pistol in front of him in disbelief. It turned out that he really came for himself! Dare to attack yourself in the concession area, and be so decisive that no rumors will be revealed in advance, it can only be Zhang Cheng!

Zhang Yao smiled miserably, his heart full of despair and helplessness.

Zhang Yao really didn't expect that Zhang Cheng, who was faintly jealous and looked down on by him, would have such courage. When he was forced to a dead end, he actually took a dangerous move and directly killed him. This courage and vision, it is not a loss for him to die at his hands.

"It's a pity." When the strong man raised his pistol and pointed it at him, a look of regret flashed in Zhang Yao's eyes, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "I haven't seen that girl yet." ”

"Smack!" After a gunshot, several strong men hurriedly took out some leaflets against the Ming Empire and demanded the repossession of the concession and threw them on the ground. And after firing a few indiscriminate shots at the surrounding buildings. A sedan approached quickly, and the strong men squeezed into the car and quickly drove away!

Zhang Yao, who was pinned on high hopes by the head of the Zhang family and considered the future pillar of the Zhang family, died on a remote street on this chaotic night. After this matter was spread, it instantly caused a great impact on the upper class of the Ming Dynasty.

Although the explanation given by the concession area was that a large number of unidentified armed men had infiltrated the concession area to carry out sabotage activities, Zhang Yao was attacked by a group of thugs on the way. At the same time, leaflets and traces left at the scene show that this was done by a group of British. Even the scapegoats have been 'shot in the run', and the weapons, leaflets, etc., they left behind are consistent with the scene. However, in fact, this kind of thing cannot be concealed from anyone who has a heart, and the Governor is one of them

"Do you know what you're doing?!" The Governor's tone was filled with irrepressible anger.

He is also mobilizing his connections to go around for Zhang Cheng, ready to help him tide over this difficulty. No one thought that Zhang Cheng would dare to attack an important member of the Zhang family in Songjiang Mansion at this time, so he didn't know that he was afraid? Aren't you afraid of a mountain of retribution? The head of the Zhang family is a real Jane who will be repaid!

"I'm a man." Zhang Cheng didn't say anything more, just a simple sentence that made the angry governor instantly silent.

He has also heard of the conflict between Zhang Cheng and Zhang Yao, two outstanding young people. Naturally, he can understand the meaning of Zhang Cheng's words. Although Zhang Cheng didn't do anything wrong from another aspect, the ending was not something he could bear.

After half a ring, the Governor sighed lightly and silently said, "You, do it yourself." ”

"Thank you for your concern." Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile, "Since I dare to do it, I am already determined to deal with it." ”

"Alas~~~" After sighing, the Governor slowly hung up the microphone in his hand. Turning his gaze to the cloudy sky outside the window, he sniffed and whispered to himself with some melancholy, "I hope you can get through this." An excellent young man has already fallen, and the other one has to hold on. ”

"The Governor cares about you." When Zhang Cheng hung up the phone and went to the wine cabinet to get wine, Wang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, said with a smile: "It is not easy for ordinary people to be taken care of by the Governor. ”

"He's a good old man." Zhang Cheng hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled and took out the wine and glass, came to the sofa and sat down, "For the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, I am willing to do anything." ”

Wang Yan's body paused, took the wine glass, poured the wine, and then changed the topic, "Now that things are so big, aren't you worried?" ”

"Worried about what?" Zhang Cheng leaned back on the sofa, put one hand on the arm of the sofa, and took a sip of the wine glass with the other. With a relaxed smile on his face, "I'm worried that if I order to shoot at the British, I will be court-martial by my own people?" Worried that I will be brutally retaliated against if I attack the people of the Zhang family in Songjiang Mansion? Please, it's not a citizen now. Country. ”

"Yes." Wang Yan looked sideways at Zhang Cheng and nodded in response.

Somewhat similar to the mood of the Governor, Wang Yan also did not want to see an excellent young man like Zhang Cheng fall into infighting before he could really get ahead. This is an unnecessary loss for both the country and the nation.

Good people are always inadvertently getting some preferential treatment. A lot of times it's a heartfelt reaction. May a good man have a safe life, which is about what it means.

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