Since the end of the Qing Dynasty, Shanghai has been a land full of legends, and in this metropolis where the underground world is as prosperous as the bright world, something dizzying and fascinating happens almost every day. And some legendary figures have also taken advantage of this stage to start their legendary careers.

Fox Thirteen, a native of Cangzhou, is the proud protégé of the famous boxer Guo Changsheng in Cangzhou. Fox 13 joined Fox Tong in 1937 and has been playing the role of a front-line killer, he has traveled to many local groups, and in each place, there are traitors who fall under his iron palm and Miao knife. Fox Thirteen, after Ouyang Yun and Chu Tiange, has faintly become the flag leader of the students fighting on the hidden front, and his name has also begun to frequently appear in the reports of Japanese special high-tech and other secret agencies.

One day in March, at about eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance to the basement of Shanghai Huasheng Foreign Bank, Naoto Takehiko watched several of his subordinates carry one tightly wrapped box after another into it, and a relieved expression appeared on his face. Inside these tightly wrapped boxes were Buddha statues looted by frontline combat troops from various parts of China. As the number one master of wealth accumulation among the Japanese army's secret services in China, the Mei organ not only used military tickets to carry out transactions of forced buying and selling, but also wantonly looted Chinese antiquities. And this batch of Buddha statues is the "tomb robbery case" that caused a lot of uproar in Luoyang some time ago - the crazy devils bought a group of tomb robbers to dig the ancient tombs in Luoyang for them, and many cultural relics of the Tang and Song dynasties were produced, and among them, this batch of Buddha statues of Sakyamuni is the most valuable of them.

In order to prevent these Buddha statues from falling into the hands of little devils, people with lofty ideals from all walks of life in China contributed money and powerful efforts, and fought for a long time with the Japanese army. The more obstruction there is, the more the value of these Buddha statues is revealed, which has attracted the attention of some bigwigs in Japan, who have frequently put pressure on the military over this matter. As a result, Shunroku Hata had to act cautiously and specially sent the Mei Agency, which was extremely subordinate to Kage Sage Zhenzhao, to be specifically responsible for this matter. Kagesa Zhenzhao also assigned his right-hand man Naoto Takehiko to take full responsibility for this matter, so Naoto Takehiko would seem so solemn. Seeing that the last box was carried in, Takehiko said to his subordinates: "You have worked hard, when this batch of goods is safely on the 'Kumaru', I invite everyone to go to the new century to have a good time." ”

The people responsible for protecting these Buddha statues, in addition to the special combat elites of the special high-tech group, are also some masters of the Black Dragon Society. They hadn't slept for more than a month because of this, and one of them, a karate instructor from the Black Dragon Society Manchurian Association, Murakami, said: "Mr. Takehiko is too polite, it is the honor of my generation to be able to serve the country!" ”

After he said this, he stretched out his right sleeve to wipe his sweat. He touched the sleeve of his shirt to his forehead, and the whole person was suddenly stunned, and then, he jumped to the door of the basement, looked left and right outside, and said, "Why do I always think that someone is watching us?" ”

Hearing him say this, Naoto Takehiko, who had just relaxed, couldn't help but tense his nerves again, and he followed him to the door and looked out of the bank gate.

The section of the road where Shanghai Huasheng Foreign Bank is located is near the Huangpu River, and there is still a certain distance from the downtown area, and at this time, there are few people on the street. They stood inside the bank and looked out, and their vision was limited, so they didn't even see a single figure. "Murakami-kun, are you delusional?" Takehiko said to Murakami, and walked in.

Murakami scratched his head and listened carefully with bated breath, but he really didn't hear any abnormal noises, and his mood relaxed. "Maybe!" As he spoke, he turned around and was about to follow Takehiko in, when he suddenly heard a faint sound of wind, he immediately turned around, and shouted, "Who?!" ”

This shout was sudden, startling Takehiko, he stood still, turned around, and then saw a terrible scene. Murakami suddenly rose into the air, his hands grappling his neck, his feet kicking wildly, his mouth and nose whirring for air. "Murakami-kun!" Wu Yan shouted, "Come out, everyone, there is a situation!" ”

The Japanese agents inside and the big hands of the Black Dragon Society poured out, and at this time, Murakami had fallen to the ground, his body twitching, and he looked like he was taking in less air and exhaling more.

"People up there—" Takehiko finally noticed, huddled in the doorway, pistol in hand.

"Bah-" The gunshots rang out, and several Japanese agents opened fire on the suspicious places they found, and when they landed, sparks splashed everywhere on the hall of the foreign store, and cement dust and other things fell. However, until they ran out of bullets in the gun, they still didn't find Murakami's killer.

"Who? There's a kind of get out! A karate instructor of the Black Dragon Society shouted, holding a Japanese sword in both hands, cutting obliquely.

A Japanese agent turned on the chandelier in the foreign shop, and in an instant, the soft light illuminated the hall as bright as day. Being illuminated by the light, Naoto Takehiko's tense mood relaxed a little, he looked at the people who were protecting him, and suddenly found a problem, he asked, "What about Ono and Tamai?" ”

Ono and Takai are both his subordinates, belonging to his most trusted subordinates, and Takehiko saw them rush out with their pistols just now, but now their figures are gone, no wonder he is so anxious.

"Looking for these two people?" Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded behind Takehiko's left. There, there was a huge potted plant, but when everyone turned their heads to look, they saw a rough-faced man standing there, with one person on his left and right hands, it was Ono and Taki.

"Eight grids!" In the roar, eight or nine pointed the pistol over, and the next moment, the gunfire rang out again.

Naoto Takehiko recognized this man, and he shouted bitterly: "Fox Thirteen, it's you again?!" ”

In the burst of fireworks from the pistol, Fox Thirteen Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, blocking Ono and Tian Jing in front of him, "Everyone, why are you actually killing each other?!" ”

Ono and Takai were only stunned just now, and now, they were beaten into a funnel by dozens of bullets, but they were too dead to die.

"Eight grids!" Looking at the corpses of Ono and Taki, who were spurting blood and trembling, all the Japanese instantly rushed to their brains, and several Japanese agents immediately scattered to the left and right, trying to find a shooting range that could hit Fox Thirteen, and those black dragons would wave long knives or fists, and rushed forward regardless of it.

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Fox Thirteen's mouth, and he suddenly said in Japanese: "Originally, it was strange that the commander-in-chief and the two of them could slaughter two hundred devils at one time, but now I understand, the feelings of the Japanese are all pigs!" After saying this, his man had already met a black dragon thug with a long knife, his body was short, and at the same time he let the blade that stabbed straight over, he punched him hard in the lower abdomen, and then grabbed it, and one rolled, and when he stood up, the thug had already been shot twice in the back, and he was not alive.