Tang Cheng turned around at this time, which meant he was bumping into Yoshikawa Kazuo and the others who were chasing him. However, Tang Cheng did not feel panic in his heart, but was just calm and calm. As night fell, the visibility in the street was not very good, and Yoshikawa Kazuo and the others were chasing him in a hurry. They had just chased him out of the alley and entered a street full of passers-by. They could not confirm where the target was for a while.
Yoshikawa Kazuo did not see the attacker. He just knew that the target blocked by them in the street was a young woman, so at the moment, all he paid attention to was the young woman. Wearing a long gown, Tang Cheng walked slowly. He looked no different from other passers-by on the street. Moreover, Tang Cheng looked like a man, so Yoshikawa Kazuo just glanced at Tang Cheng and immediately looked away.
Yoshikawa Kazuo did not think that Tang Cheng, who was obviously taller than the others, was his target. If it weren't for Tang Cheng's height, he might not have even looked at Tang Cheng. First, he stepped sideways to pass the man and woman who were walking towards him. Tang Cheng, who was standing on the side of the street, passed by Yoshikawa Kazuo in the next second. When the two people were intertwined, Yoshikawa Kazuo suddenly felt something was wrong. Just when he looked back, a short knife pierced Yoshikawa Kazuo's back from behind.
Without giving Kazuo Yoshikawa a chance to shout, Tang Cheng, who succeeded in one blow, did not give up. Instead, he immediately pulled out the dagger, then raised the dagger horizontally and quickly cut a knife in Kazuo Yoshikawa's neck. The blade of the dagger was very sharp, and it opened Yoshikawa Kazuo's neck in just one move, and a large amount of blood spattered out instantly. At this time, Tang Cheng had already withdrawn the dagger, holding a loaded pistol in his right hand.
All you need to shoot at close range is speed. Whether it is the speed of drawing the gun or the speed of shooting, it will become the key to deciding the outcome. Tang Cheng's pistol is in his carry-on equipment bag, so he does not have to draw the gun. Moreover, Tang Cheng's strength and reaction speed are far superior to ordinary people. So far, Tang Cheng has not encountered anyone who shoots faster than him. Fast people. "Bang!" Tang Cheng held the gun in his hand and immediately pulled the trigger and fired the first shot, knocking the man in suit behind Yoshikawa Kazuo to the ground.
Taking the lead to kill two plainclothes agents, including Yoshikawa Kazuo, Tang Cheng's field of vision suddenly widened. Accompanied by a burst of rapid gunfire, the plainclothes agents who had just drawn their guns had not had time to open their pistols. He was knocked down by bullets one after another. The sudden sound of gunfire caused the street to immediately become chaotic. Passers-by who were originally walking on both sides of the street were all running around in panic.
All the bullets in the pistol magazine were quickly fired by Tang Cheng. He had no time to replace the spare magazine and directly took out another pistol from his carry-on equipment bag. Kill the remaining three plainclothes agents one by one. Tang Cheng used one to many and annihilated the opponent, relying not only on unexpected sneak attacks, but also on his precise and rapid shooting. After knocking down all the plainclothes agents, Tang Cheng didn't stop for much. He just quickly changed magazines and reloaded all the corpses before turning around and running away from the street.
Not long after Tang Cheng left this street, concession patrols came over following the sound of gunshots. Unfortunately, all they saw were corpses on the ground, but the murderer had long since disappeared. The concession patrol officers who rushed to the scene just leaned over and looked at the pockets and guns of the corpses on the ground. Then thinking about the corpses in the next street, they already made a preliminary judgment in their hearts. This matter was inseparable from the Japanese determination. relation.
The concession patrol officers who arrived here immediately sealed off the scene. After receiving the news, the special high school class also rushed over half an hour later. Compared with the concession patrol officers who were just watching the excitement, these people from the special high class class were obviously very angry. . "Inspector Ma, the citizens of the Japanese Empire were innocently killed in the French Concession. Your French Concession Patrol Office must give us an explanation, otherwise we will send people into the French Concession to search for the murderer." Faced with the corpses all over the ground, The person from the extra-high school class spoke arrogantly.
The patrols in the French Concession were not used to people with special education courses, and the Chinese detective who headed them showed an expression of impatience. "Captain Maeda, we are all old acquaintances. Don't use the excuse of being an expatriate anymore. You and I both know what is going on. As for your special high school department sending people into the French Concession to search for the murderer on your own, isn't that right? Maybe, because this is the French Concession. According to the agreement between the Concession Industry Bureau and your Gendarmerie Headquarters, your Special Higher Education and Gendarmerie troops are not allowed to directly enter the Concession to do work."
This agreement between the Concession Industry Bureau and the Military Police Headquarters was, in a certain sense, the Concession Industry Bureau's initiative to bow to the Japanese. However, this agreement also binds the Super High School and the Military Police. Japan, which does not dare to fall out with the major powers, cannot break this unreliable agreement for the time being. The words of the inspector in the patrol room made the people from the special high school class very dissatisfied. However, there were so many people in the patrol room that the people from the special high school class could only suppress their anger and swallow the bad breath.
Tang Cheng, who had already changed his attire, had already secretly returned to the street corner. He was now mingling with passers-by, watching the dispute between the Special Higher Education Department and the patrol room from a distance. The plainclothes officers of the Special High School who swallowed their anger quickly surveyed the scene. The people in the patrol room were also generous and let the corpse truck of the Special High School enter the street. Seeing the corpse truck in the distance, Tang Cheng immediately thought of it, and then walked west along the street. He quickly bypassed the intersection on the left and waited at an intersection that the corpse truck must pass through when leaving the French Concession.
Tang Cheng was waiting for the corpse truck from the Extra High School to appear. Naturally, he was not interested in the corpses on the car. What he really wanted to do was to use these corpses to send another big gift to the Extra High School. Corpse trucks soon appeared in Tang Cheng's sight. Perhaps because there were too many corpses, two corpse trucks left the French Concession together, one behind the other. Tang Cheng, dressed like an ordinary person, had already broken the street lamp at the street entrance and was currently hiding in the shadows of the street.
Without the streetlights at the intersection, the vision becomes dim. Without the illumination of the streetlights in the next street, the driver of the corpse truck might feel like he can't see. Fortunately, the corpse truck had headlights, but the driver of the corpse truck behind him didn't know that just as he was driving around the corner, a black shadow emerged from the roadside and turned quickly. Climbed into the car. The unescorted corpse truck quickly left the French Concession, and in accordance with the requirements of the Special High School Division, two trucks carrying corpses drove directly into the backyard of the Gendarmerie Headquarters.
All the people brought back by the corpse truck were people from the Special High School, so in the backyard of the Military Police Headquarters, most of the people were from the Shanghai Special High School, and many of them were friends with Yoshikawa Kazuo. Yoshikawa Kazuo's body was in the first corpse truck, so it was moved out of the car by the first wave. After seeing the two wounds on Yoshikawa Kazuo's back and neck, Yoshikawa Kazuo's friends were all very angry. "The attacker is a good hand with knives, especially the knife on the neck, which was clean and neat. This is definitely not something a novice can do."
Among the group of people who looked at the body of Yoshikawa Kazuo, there was a trace expert from the Special High School Course, who made an immediate judgment just based on the knife incision on the body's neck. Everyone was gathered around Yoshikawa Kazuo's body and ignored the body in the second corpse truck. A new military policeman who was moving the body in the car suddenly felt that the body he was pulling seemed to be hung by something. For a moment. This newcomer, who had never experienced the dangers of the battlefield, didn't take it seriously, and he didn't even notice the wisp of smoke slowly rising from under the corpse.
"Boom!" A few seconds later, just as the new military police officer and his companions were working together to lift a corpse, the second corpse truck suddenly exploded. The booby trap set up by Tangcheng with a wooden-handled grenade exploded first. The grenade had limited lethality and destructive power. The grenade that exploded in the carriage only killed two moving corpses. gendarmerie soldier. But Tangcheng's real gift to the extra-high school class was two packs of explosives that were also hidden in the compartment of the corpse truck.
"Boom!" Before the flesh and blood blown into pieces by handguns fell from the air, the two packs of explosives in the corpse truck also exploded. The corpse truck instantly turned into a ball of fire. The plainclothes man who was close to the truck The spies and military police were also violently pushed out by the blast of air. The killing method of explosives is different from that of grenades, which rely on shrapnel to kill targets. The killing power of explosives is equally powerful, but the explosives use the shock wave formed after the explosion to kill the target.
There were two packets of explosives hidden in the corpse truck in Tangcheng. One piece weighed more than two kilograms. Although two kilograms of explosives didn't sound like much, the destructive power caused by the explosion was quite a lot. With the deafening explosion, even the glass of many windows in the Military Police Headquarters building was shattered. Those plainclothes agents and military police who were not engulfed by the fire but were pushed out by the shock wave were already vomiting blood at this time. It was the internal injuries caused by the shock wave of the explosion.
The sound of a kilogram of explosives exploding is not small, but the only ones who can hear the explosion clearly at night are the Japanese expatriates living in Hongkou District. As for Tangcheng, who is hiding in the French Concession, he has already returned to Han Dynasty. In the residence arranged by Si, he was taking a bath while humming a tune. Tonight's operation went very smoothly. Not only did he rescue the woman who was surrounded by plainclothes agents, but he also killed a dozen plainclothes agents. Tang Cheng, who received more than a dozen system lottery opportunities, was quite satisfied with tonight's operation.
Tang Cheng, who was secretly proud of himself, suddenly received a prompt from the system and learned that his chances of winning the lottery had been increased by more than ten times. Tang Cheng even cheered in his heart. He knew that the explosives he had hidden in the corpse truck had exploded. It worked. Tang Cheng, who felt that Shanghai was his blessed land, took a quick shower, then settled comfortably on the sofa, and turned on his own system light curtain. With more than thirty lottery opportunities, Tang Cheng couldn't help but want to sing loudly. song.
