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At this moment, Ouyang and Yang Liqing were happily sitting in the 15th row, waiting for the start of the performance.

Ouyang's heart was joyful.

Although he did not recover his lost memory, he learned about his past from Zhou Xuan and solved the confusion of his lost memory, which is not a fortunate thing.

But Ouyang obviously didn't know that at this moment, the Japanese military police stationed in Shanghai was already completely excited.

Hundreds of Japanese troops had already been sent to capture him.

Do your best to catch him!

If you know this, where can you still watch Zhou Xuan's performance?

"Ouyang, let me tell you, although I haven't seen the repertoire of "Autumn Moon on the Peaceful Lake", I don't know how wonderful it is, but you look at the huge Kinmen Grand Theater now, the scene full of valleys and pits, and so many big people coming and staining, which is enough to show Miss Zhou Xuan's popularity and the excitement of this drama."

Yang Liqing said with a smile.

Ouyang replied: "I don't want to ask how wonderful this show is now, I just hope it can end early!" ”

"Hehe, Brother Ouyang, you have to have fun in time when you are alive, and enjoying performances is also a kind of life, don't think too much!" Yang Liqing said with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Ouyang nodded, signaling that he understood.

Until now, Ouyang's heart still hasn't calmed down.

Commander of the White Tiger Column?

Led the troops to destroy thousands of little devils?

Is this really what you are talking about?

Are you sure you got it right?

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Somewhere in the corner of the Golden Gate Theatre venue.

Leng Feng was angry at a man in a black suit.

"Made, are the people in the second group all stupid? Didn't you say that a group of us should do it at the Golden Gate Theater? But the two of them were good, and they actually cut off their beards and attacked Zhang Xiaolin halfway! ”

Leng Feng scolded angrily in a low voice, extremely angry in his heart.

Tonight, Leng Feng led more than a dozen people to the Golden Gate Grand Theater, not to watch the performance, but to carry out the task of getting rid of the big traitor Zhang Xiaolin.

Originally, in Leng Feng's heart, there were a hundred unwilling.

After all, Zhang Xiaolin, the tycoon of the Green Gang, always travels in a group of dozens of people, all of whom are good players, like a hedgehog, difficult to get rid of.

Therefore, Leng Feng is unwilling to accept this task!

However, since Leng Feng received this task, he has made a lot of preparations and arrangements, and he dare not say that he is 100% sure of getting rid of Zhang Xiaolin, so he is also 30% sure.

But now, because the people of the first and second groups of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command want to seize the credit, they move ahead of time, and they have completely disrupted Leng Feng's layout, causing the efforts of Leng Feng and others to be in vain.

Although Zhang Xiaolin still came to the Golden Gate Grand Theater to watch the performance as expected, his vigilance and defense became quite strict.

Leng Feng wants to do it now, but he can't find the slightest opportunity!

"These fools, if they want to steal the credit, Lao Tzu will give it to them, so that not only are they not killed, but they are also causing a commotion!"

Leng Feng scolded in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaolin is a tycoon in Shanghai and the boss of the Green Gang, and now he has taken refuge in the Japanese, and his power has risen to the sky in one step, as if he has become the first person in the underground forces of Shanghai.

He is the enemy of the people!

Sinners of the state and the nation!

Leng Feng has already had a heart, get rid of it!

But now, Leng Feng only has secret scolding!

Originally, there was a 3 percent certainty, but now 10 percent is gone!

"Team Leader Leng, what should we do now? Do you want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? The man in the black suit was not reconciled.

"Humph!"

Leng Feng snorted coldly and said, "Give up? In my Leng Feng's dictionary, I haven't given up this statement, or that sentence to act when the opportunity arises, everything is at my command! ”

After finishing speaking, Leng Feng's cold eyes stared at the front row of the performance hall, staring at Zhang Xiaolin like the stars holding the moon.

Leng Feng secretly said in his heart: "The little devil's executioner, King Hatohiko of the Xianggong Palace, was killed by Lao Tzu. You are a Zhang Xiaolin, today Lao Tzu does not believe in evil! ”

Leng Feng whispered again: "By the way, now let the brothers relax and watch the show well." ”

"Uh~~~~?" The man in the black suit was puzzled.

"You are stupid, if our people don't watch the show, but stare at him Zhang Xiaolin, this clear-eyed person will know that it is greasy at a glance, then we still have a chance to fart!" Leng Feng said coldly.

The man in the black suit suddenly realized and left.

Leng Feng shook his head with a wry smile and walked towards his position.

How could Zhang Xiaolin be so easy to kill?

Historically, Zhang Xiaolin was assassinated many times by people from the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, but he was unsuccessful.

After Zhang Xiaolin suffered several assassinations, he also became cautious, and he lived in seclusion on weekdays, even if he went out, he was accompanied by dozens of people.

To this end, he also specially recruited several masters with accurate marksmanship as his personal bodyguards.

Among them was one named Lin Huaibu.

Zhang Xiaolin, who brought disaster to the country and the people in the future, also died at the hands of this person.

Although Zhang Xiaolin is a big man in the Green Gang, he is a celebrity in his eyes~ and his financial resources are also amazing, but this person is extremely harsh and slamming his subordinates, and he will be beaten and scolded at the lightest, and executed at the worst.

Although Lin Huaibu was Zhang Xiaolin's personal bodyguard, he only had a salary of 20 yuan a month, which was difficult to make ends meet.

Yang Liqing pointed to Zhang Xiaolin in the first row, and said in a low voice: "Ouyang, what you see, that's the big traitor Zhang Xiaolin, I didn't have a gun today, otherwise I would have shot him today!" ”

Hearing this, Ouyang's eyes were also full of coldness.

Traitors, everyone should deal with them quickly!

"Huh?"

Ouyang suddenly let out a surprise in surprise.

Because at this moment, a memory suddenly popped up in his mind.

On the night of August 14, 1940, at Zhang Xiaolin's home.

Zhang Xiaolin scolded Lin Huaibu angrily: "You turtle grandson, you don't do anything and quarrel when you are full, Lao Tzu calls one more Oriental soldier, and you don't need to do it." ”

Lin Huaibu also returned the favor without showing weakness.

Zhang Xiaolin leaned out of the window and roared: "Unload this turtle grandson's gun and let him get out." ”

Lin Huaibu immediately said: "There's no need to rush, Lao Tzu will go by himself." ”

As he spoke, Lin Huaibu reached out to his waist and pulled out a gun.

Everyone thought that Lin Huaibu was really going to hand over the gun and leave, but unexpectedly, he raised his hand and shot Zhang Xiaolin, and the bullet hit Zhang Xiaolin's front door, and Zhang Xiaolin was killed on the spot.

In order to confirm that Zhang Xiaolin was dead, Lin Huaibu rushed upstairs with a gun, and then made up a few shots at Zhang Xiaolin's body, and after confirming that Zhang Xiaolin was dead, he flew downstairs and prepared to escape from Zhang's house.

As soon as he arrived at the staircase, he was stopped by Zhang Zhai's bodyguards and hugged him, and several other bodyguards followed him. At this time, the patrol of the French Concession arrived.

Seeing this, Lin Huaibu threw away the gun and said, "The husband is one person who does things. ”

Take it in stride.

In this way, Zhang Xiaolin, a hooligan tycoon with bloody hands and full of evil, was killed!

When the news broke, the whole Shanghai beach was boiling!

Countless ordinary people across the country clapped their hands and firecrackers!

"What's going on?"

For a moment, Ouyang was shocked!

Why do you know this?

Why did he know that Zhang Xiaolin died in August 1940?

"What the hell am I doing? How can we know the future? ”

Ouyang was stunned!

Just when Ouyang was stunned, a burning gaze like fire suddenly focused on himself.

Ouyang and Yang Liqing sat in the 15th row, and Leng Feng sat in the 14th row, just in front of Ouyang.

At this moment, Leng Feng's eyes were cracking, and the whole person was stunned!

Leng Feng's heart suddenly felt like a stormy wave!

"Isn't this Ouyang?"

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