Li Yaoting was stunned for a while before he said: "Your classmate is not satisfactory, you are all generals, he is the captain, he is really more popular than the dead, if I guess correctly, his garrison in Shanghai was also arranged by you."

Chen Zikun said: "That's right, it's me who helped, he adjusted the defense with the front foot, and the war started with the back foot, but he was miserable, but the war is a war, don't delay getting rich, manage the military supplies, just get enough food for half a lifetime, gasoline, bullets, guns, as long as you can get real money, he can help you get it." ”

Li Yaoting was broken: "This line has to be mastered, quickly introduce it to me, and everyone will make a fortune together." ”

Chen Zikun said: "No problem, everyone will get together tonight." ”

The wooden boxes in the warehouse were loaded onto the truck, covered with tarpaulin, and the letters USA were printed on the faint corner, and the bodyguards scattered all over the place gathered on the truck and roared away.

There were a lot of people who secretly came to the Chen Mansion in the French Concession that night, Su Qingyan of the Three Guns Club, Mu Yichen and his wife from Springfield Foreign Company, Ouyang Kai and Situ Xiaoyan of the Jingwu Club, Captain Bill Chandes and his wife in the US Army, and naturally the tycoon Li Yaoting was also indispensable. Instead, they spread around pretending to be pedestrians, reading newspapers under street lamps, or walking back and forth to ensure safety.

Xia Xiaoqing organized a sumptuous family banquet, although the materials were in short supply, but only willing to spend money, everything could be bought on the black market, which was the same as Chongqing.

Old friends gathered together, talking and laughing, Captain Chandes brought a box of whiskey as a gift, the market price of foreign wine in the black market is not low, the poor captain who was stationed in the Philippines is now transformed into a quartermaster with a fat brain, and her complexion is different, Emily is even more radiant, with a huge diamond ring in her hand and a crocodile skin bag, presumably the captain's extra money is quite rich.

After three rounds of drinking, suddenly a person came in from outside and said a few words to Li Yaoting.

Li Yaoting's face changed greatly, and he said solemnly: "I just received the wind, and No. 76 sent a few cars of people into the French Concession, and I don't know who to look for. ”

Everyone's complexion became ugly, No. 76 is notorious and notorious, this gang of traitors is different from the people who used to go to the beach, the two people in charge, one is named Li Shiqun, the other is called Ding Mocun, both are professional agents, they act carefully and ruthlessly, kill people without blinking, since the fall, there are not a few anti-Japanese people who have died in their hands.

Mu Yichen said: "Fortunately, we are guests in the Chen Mansion, otherwise we really have to be careful, I don't know who is unlucky today." ”

Everyone shook their heads in pain, inexplicably sad and indignant.

Chen Zikun smiled: "Let's see how long they are rampant, let's drink." ”

After a glass of wine, he asked Li Yaoting in a low voice: "Is the news reliable?" ”

Li Yaoting also replied in a low voice: "Reliable, do you remember that I used to have a driver named Wu Sibao, he is now on the seventy-sixth, in the end, there is some incense, and there are often information exchanges between them." ”

Chen Zikun said: "It seems that No. 76 is very well informed, and there is a big man who came with me on the same boat today, and he must have been rushing for him." ”

Li Yaoting said: "It's the commissioner from Chongqing, the situation in Shanghai has not been good recently, it's time to clean up the mess, forget it, no matter them, as long as you don't provoke us." ”

After drinking for a while, suddenly there was a fierce gunfire outside, the glass of the restaurant was shattered by stray bullets, everyone was shocked, and they hid under the dining table, Chen Zikun flew upstairs, first made sure the safety of his wife and children, and let Lin Wenjing hide in the bedroom cloakroom with the child, and then came out and jumped downstairs.

In the hall downstairs, Shuangxi opened a wooden box, which was full of Remington shotguns that had been wiped off the butter, the men were loaded with bullets, gritting their teeth, and the gunfire outside was even more intense, it seemed that the agents of No. 76 were coming for the Chen Mansion.

After loading, Chen Zikun and Li Yaoting each stood on both sides of the gate with a shotgun and roared: "Go!" The door opened, and the two appeared at the door at the same time, pushing and pulling the sleeve under the barrel with one hand, pulling the trigger with the other, and the shotgun fan shot out, and the iron rain poured wantonly.

Shuangxi and Su Qingyan each jumped out of the window with a pistol, striking left and right, and upstairs Xia Xiaoqing held a rifle and shot calmly, one at a time.

The fight outside was turned upside down, far more than a carload of people came, there were twenty or thirty people, a top hat with a short beat, and a white towel tied on his arm, but the weapons and equipment were almost perfect, only the picks and box cannons, the dry agents paid attention to concealment, and the requirements for firepower were not high, and No. 76 did not have heavy firearms, and even if there were, it could not pass through the concession gate.

The disparity in weapons made it difficult to sustain the effect of the raid, and the agents suffered heavy casualties, and the rest of the people saw that they missed the blow and fled for their lives, and the exchange of fire lasted only five minutes.

There was a pile of bullet casings on the ground, and eight corpses, all of which had no identification, and all of them were raw faces.

At the end of the firefight, the French Concession patrol rushed over, and they had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and they did not arrest or ask questions, but were only responsible for calling a water wheel and washing away the blood stains on the ground with a faucet.

Everyone returned to the mansion and hurriedly packed their bags, the place was exposed and uninhabitable.

Suddenly, Mu Yichen said, "Hey, what about the two friends of the Jingwu Society?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Kai came in with a half-dead guy, threw it on the ground, and said lightly: "Catch a live one." ”

Shuangxi stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar: "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man rolled his eyelids, pretending to be stupid.

Su Qingyan walked over and patted Shuangxi on the shoulder: "Let me come." ”

He took out the dagger, cut off the man's little finger without saying a word, and suddenly screamed like a pig and soared into the sky, and the patrols outside who were washing the floor did not blink their eyes, let alone turn their heads to look.

Su Qingyan continued to cut his fingers, and with a click, his ring finger also fell off.

"I said, I said, Boss Zhang sent us."

"Which Boss Zhang!"

"Zhang Xiaolin!"

Everyone looked at each other, thinking it was No. 76, but they didn't expect it to be the black hand of the old rival Zhang Xiaolin.

I can't ask anything more, after all, this guy is just a little minion, Su Qingyan handed him over to his subordinates to deal with and helped Chen Zikun move.

The luggage was quickly packed, Lin Wenjing was at a loss for what to do while holding the little cabbage crying, Xia Xiaoqing looked angry, this Chen Zikun is really a troublemaker, he just arrived in Shanghai and attracted a group of killers, although this time it was safe and sound, but who can guarantee the safety next time, it is just a good home that can't live.

Where to move is a problem, Li Yaoting's house is not safe, the Three Guns Society and the Jingwu Society are under the rule of the Japanese in Zhabei, even worse, they are worried, Emily volunteered: "Go to my house." ”

Chan had lent his Manhattan mansion to Emily and her three children to live in, and Bill's new errand was all about Chan's help, and now he can finally repay it.

The place where the British and Americans lived in the public concession was still very safe, there were marines standing guard, and the traitor spies did not dare to provoke the foreigners no matter how rampant they were, so Chen Zikun personally sent his wife and children there, and the others dispersed.

……

The next day, Aunt Mi came to Chen's Mansion again, and found that the door was locked, and the building was empty, and then looked at the wall and the iron door, there were bullet marks, and she suddenly felt bad, so she hurriedly went home and asked Adimi Jiafu: "Jiafu, what did Nong say yesterday?" ”

Mi Jiafu didn't know what to do, and Aunt Mi said for a long time before he suddenly realized: "Allah just talked to Lao Bai about a gossip, is it ......?"

Who is Lao Bai, Aunt Mi knows very well, the attack on Chen's Mansion last night is absolutely inseparable from him.

Aunt Mi was very melancholy, she was a little worried about Lin Wenjing's safety, and what made her even more depressed was that there would be no free rice to take home in the future.

"Book that, old white pit me." Mi Jiafu couldn't help jumping up, he was not a fool, and suddenly thought that the person who peeled the pig might be a play arranged by Lao Bai, this guy is not enough friends.

Mi Jiafu came to the smoke house, found Lao Bai in a group of Taoist friends who swallowed clouds and smoked fog, and unceremoniously lay down beside him, and asked the guy to put on a cigarette bubble.

"The family is rich, and Nong is a saf." Lao Bai glanced at him.

"Be a sa, Nong knows in his heart that Nong has made a lot of copper by selling intelligence, at least with Allah."

"Sazi information?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, Chen Zikun came to Shanghai for intelligence."

Lao Bai puffed out his eyes: "Nong is so refreshing, who remembers Nong's gossip?" Whoever earns money will not die well! ”

Mi Jiafu saw him swearing and swearing, and gradually believed: "It's really not Nong's secret?" Last night, Chen's mansion was raided, and the walls were full of bullet craters. ”

Mr. Bai still cleared up: "It's not about Ala, but you really have reliable information, we can do it, sell it to No. 76 or Boss Zhang, and add five to two." ”

"Okay, that's a deal." Mi Jiafu believed it, smoked a tube of opium, and went home.

Mr. Bai looked at his back, quietly pinched the thick banknotes in his pocket, and smiled proudly.

After smoking enough opium, stretching out, it was time to go to the teahouse for tea, Mr. Bai ordered lightly: "Keep accounts." I didn't pay, I went out and got into the rickshaw, said the name of the teahouse, closed my eyes and began to recuperate.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and when he took off the top hat covering his face, he saw that the rickshaw was pulled into a secluded alley, and the coachman raised his eyebrows and lifted his clothes to reveal the handle of the gun: "Be honest!" ”

Looking at the back, the two big men have already guarded the exit of the alley.

Mr. Bai is a smart person, he told the truth without the other party's punishment, the news of Chen Zikun's arrival in Shanghai was indeed betrayed by him, and he arrived at No. 76 yesterday, but Li Shiqun and Ding Mocun both went to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters for a meeting, so he thought of Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Association, and he and Boss Zhang were also familiar with each other, so he sold this information to that side.

The coachman nodded, made a gesture, and the big man standing behind Mr. Bai slashed him on the neck with a palm, knocked the person unconscious, stuffed him into a sack, pulled him to the Huangpu River with a rickshaw, and kicked him down.

Pity the generation of white-faced people in Shanghai, so they made wontons.