The small building on the second floor where Ma Qing'er is located faces the street and is connected to the townhouse on the left. There are alleys on the right and behind the small building, and the two alleys are connected. According to Ma Qing'er's idea, even if he slides down the rope into the alley, he should go directly to the alley behind the building. But why did his rescuer fix the rope to the outer window on the right side of the small building? Although it was already dark, there were street lights on the street outside, so the possibility of being exposed was very high.
"Hurry up, the plainclothes agents I lured away may come back here soon!" The door had been opened by Ma Qing'er, and the voice coming through the crack in the door sounded slightly deserted. Originally, I was still thinking Ma Qing'er, who was hesitant, gritted his teeth and came out of the room carrying a small bag. Just when she wanted to see the speaker, Ma Qing'er, who was standing at the door, received a push on her shoulder. Unprepared, Ma Qing'er subconsciously turned around, and the speaker was already standing behind her.
"Go forward, don't waste time. When you reach the window, follow the rope down." The voice came from behind, and Ma Qing'er felt a thrill in her heart. Then she followed the instructions of the person behind her and walked quickly along the corridor. Go. The corridor is not long, so in just a few breaths, Ma Qing'er was already standing next to the window at the end of the corridor. With the help of the street lights on the road outside, Ma Qing'er lowered his head and saw the rope fixed on the window sill. He stretched out his hand to push the window open, and Ma Qing'er grabbed the rope.
"Huh..." A gust of wind blew past Ma Qing'er. Ma Qing'er turned around and was about to back out of the window, only to realize that there was no one behind her. The second floor was not very high from the ground, and Ma Qing'er's clumsy slide down the rope went smoothly, but her speed was much slower than that of ordinary people. "Let's go, don't look back!" Ma Qing'er's feet had just landed when the sound of rapid footsteps came from the entrance of the alley connecting the main street. Ma Qing'er was panicking, but suddenly she heard the sound just now.
Subconsciously looking back at the entrance of the alley, Ma Qing'er only saw the back of a man kneeling on one knee. The man was covered in black, and Ma Qing'er couldn't see any identifiable features at all. "Da da da... da da da..." Just as Ma Qing'er was in a daze, the darkness at the entrance of the alley was immediately broken by the continuous bursts of gun flames. The rapid gunfire caused the last bit of persistence in Ma Qing'er's body to collapse in an instant. Ma Qing'er, who was carrying a small bag, turned around and ran towards the depths of the alley, without even bothering to look at the back. go.
The dark figure kneeling on one knee at the entrance of the alley was none other than Tang Cheng. He deliberately placed Ma Qing'er's evacuation position on the side of the small building. His original intention was to attract the plainclothes agents in the main street. It was already dark now. Although the opponent had more people and more power, when it came to the advantages both sides had, Tang Cheng, who was equipped with a submachine gun and had activated the triple eyepiece skill, would definitely win over the opponent. If you kill the Japanese and puppet agents, you will get the opportunity to win the system lottery. How could Tangcheng, which already had an absolute advantage at this moment, let go of such a good opportunity.
Gun flames kept bursting out in the darkness of the alley. Tang Cheng, who kept firing bursts, looked calm. However, the Japanese and puppet agents in the main street outside the alley had been killed by Tang Cheng in just a dozen breaths. Shooting multiple people in a row. The sound of gunfire broke the calm in the French Concession. Kazuo Yoshikawa, who was leading people back from the cinema, was also speeding back at this moment. He had already realized that he was being fucked.
Ma Qing'er, who left along the alley, only paused briefly at the turn of the alley. The reason was that Ma Qing'er found corpses at the turn of the alley, and there were more than one. There were four corpses in total that Ma Qing'er saw. Ma Qing'er, who was horrified in her heart, had to control herself so that she didn't scream. Lifting his legs to step over the corpses that were deliberately stacked together, Ma Qing'er looked back again, then turned around and continued running quickly along the alley.
What happened tonight was too magical and unexpected for Ma Qing'er. Ma Qing'er, who originally thought that she had become an abandoned son, did not expect that she would actually be rescued. Looking at the current situation, it was very likely that she would escape. Following the alley and entering another alley, Ma Qing'er's panic finally calmed down a little. When he was still more than ten meters away from the next alley, Ma Qing'er, who gradually came back to his senses, gradually slowed down. pace.
When Ma Qing'er, who kept taking deep breaths, walked to the alley, not only her mood had calmed down, but even her rapid breathing had calmed down. There was another street outside the alley. Ma Qing'er stood at the alley and looked outside for a few times. After making sure that there was no danger, she came out of the alley carrying her small bag as if nothing had happened. Ma Qing'er had already safely appeared in another street along the alley. Tangcheng was blocking the entrance of the alley. At this time, the second magazine had been replaced.
The continuous firing of two magazines made the Japanese and puppet spies in the main street afraid to show their faces casually. Those brave companions among them had now turned into corpses lying in the street in various postures. Tang Cheng, who pulled the gun and loaded the gun, just hooked his finger on the trigger but did not continue shooting. After a few breaths, Tang Cheng, who was squatting on his knees at the entrance of the alley, confirmed that no one dared to rush out, then silently stood up and left quickly along the alley.
Tang Cheng has been squatting and kneeling in the shadow of the alley. The Japanese and puppet agents in the main street outside were limited by the light. They could not see clearly whether Tang Cheng had left. Although the gunfire had stopped, these shrunken agents could not see clearly. The Japanese and puppet agents who were hiding still did not dare to show their faces easily. It wasn't until someone felt something was wrong and fired continuously at the alley but no one fired back that the remaining Japanese and puppet spies dared to attack the alley.
"Nani? Has the person left?" Finally, a brave guy rushed to the alley, only to see bullet casings on the ground. As for the man who had just fired, he had long since disappeared. Yoshikawa Kazuo came back just in time, just when the Japanese spies in the main street rushed into the alley, only to find that the mysterious gunman had left. Looking at the corpses and wounded lying outside the alley, Yoshikawa Kazuo's eyes were filled with anger.
Ma Qing'er is not an operational staff member of the Shanghai Station. She has always been on a single line of communication and is only responsible for a secret contact point, so she does not know how to contact other people at the Juntong Shanghai Station. As she entered another street and blended in with the crowd, she suddenly felt a sense of loss and helplessness. She had just escaped from danger, and Ma Qing'er didn't know where to go. Ma Qing'er, who was panicking again, didn't know that at the window at the end of the corridor, Tang Cheng had already locked her with system skills when she passed by her.
Therefore, according to Tang Cheng's plan, as long as Ma Qing'er leaves the alley and is not caught by the Special High School, Tang Cheng can find her at any time. At this moment, Ma Qing'er didn't know that she had been targeted. Less than a hundred meters behind her, Tang Cheng came out of the alley and was putting on a long gown. The long gown covered up Tang Cheng's original black clothes very well. If they hadn't seen Tang Cheng's hurried steps, no one would have thought that a few minutes ago, Tang Cheng was a fierce man shooting Japanese spies with a submachine gun.
Ma Qing'er, who had escaped from danger, walked aimlessly along the street with the flow of people. Tang Cheng, who had changed his clothes, followed her far behind. Yoshikawa Kazuo also led people to catch up. As long as they passed through the alley, they might be there again. Found Ma Qing'er. The danger was hidden in the night, and passers-by on the street were completely unaware of it. The faint shouts coming from behind made Tangcheng even more vigilant. Tangcheng would never underestimate the ability of Japanese and puppet spies, especially in Shanghai, a mixed bag of good and bad, which is considered the home ground of Japanese and puppet spies.
Following Ma Qing'er through the street in front, Tang Cheng, who originally wanted to follow this woman and found the base of Juntong Shanghai Station, suddenly realized that this woman was just wandering around. Maybe she doesn't know about Shanghai Station at all? An idea suddenly flashed into Tang Cheng's mind. When leaving Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe told him a lot about the intelligence points in enemy-occupied areas, including the special characteristics of the Shanghai station.
Many military commanders engaged in intelligence work in enemy-occupied areas often face threats not only from their opponents. Once something happens to an intelligence point, many intelligence personnel who maintain single-line contact may become lone geese. In this case, the intelligence personnel who have lost contact with their superiors will return to the headquarters on their own. Otherwise, they will have to stay in the lurking location and wait for the headquarters to send someone to find them and restore contact.
Tang Cheng had seen a man and a woman on the second floor of the French Concession before, but when he was rescuing people tonight, he only saw one woman. Tang Cheng didn't know if there was another problem at Shanghai Station, but he could see now that the woman in front looked like she didn't know where to go. Tangcheng had never encountered this situation before, and when he left Chongqing, Zhang Jianghe didn't tell him how to deal with this situation.
After thinking secretly in his heart, Tang Cheng, who had already realized that someone was chasing him, had no choice but to deal with the matter according to his own ideas. There was still some distance to the next intersection, and Tang Cheng, who was walking quickly, finally caught up with Ma Qing'er, "Don't look back, go east after passing the intersection in front, call a rickshaw, and go to the Xinli Hotel opposite the patrol house in the French Concession. , when someone asked, he said he ran away from marriage." Tang Cheng, who caught up with Ma Qing'er, did not walk side by side with Ma Qing'er, but followed Ma Qing'er and whispered to him.
A familiar voice came from behind, and the panicked Ma Qing'er burst into tears of excitement. It took all her strength to control herself not to turn around and look back. "I went to the hotel and had a good sleep. Tomorrow at 12 o'clock, I will wait for you at the cafe at the east end of the street where Xinli Hotel is located. If we have anything to say, let's talk face to face!" Tang Cheng said and stuffed a roll of US dollars into Ma Qing'er. into the palm of his hand, then turned and left.
