Hearing no gunshots, his companions were shot and fell to the ground one after another. This feeling was definitely unpleasant. However, the Japanese soldiers who were scattered and hiding at this time just knew that they should hide themselves well and never become the next unlucky guy to be hit by a bullet. Tang Cheng did not choose to stay on the roof for a long time this time. Seeing that the Japanese soldiers below were hiding, Tang Cheng on the roof immediately chose to leave.
In just one hour, the Japanese troops in the concession were attacked continuously. The number of Japanese soldiers shot and killed by Tang Cheng soon exceeded 20. When there was still more than half an hour before dawn, Tang Cheng, who had been leading the Japanese troops in circles in the concession, finally shook off the Japanese troops chasing him and quietly returned to his residence. Because of Tangcheng's impromptu initiative, the concession was noisy all night. Early the next morning, many people in the concession knew the news that the Japanese army had suffered a loss in the concession last night.
After dawn, the concession was less solemn and more lively than last night. However, the patrols and plainclothes agents appearing on the streets reminded the residents of the concession that something big happened last night. The directors of the Concession Industry Bureau, who secretly gloated in their hearts, strongly opposed the Japanese army's request to continue to stay in the concession at dawn. The angry Segawa Sumomoto was unable to intimidate him, so he could only do the next best thing, leaving a large number of plainclothes spies in the concession.
Hans also called Tang Cheng early in the morning. His words were full of probing words, but Tang Cheng refused to admit that what happened last night had anything to do with him. "Tang, don't you think it's troublesome enough? Can't you just stay here quietly?" Tang Cheng refused to admit it, but Hans had already concluded that Tang Cheng was responsible for what happened last night. Faced with Tang Cheng's denial, Hans could only offer kind words to persuade him. As for how much Tang Cheng would listen, Hans could only pray to God for blessings.
I learned from Hans that the British cruise ship that left Shanghai could not board the ship until dinner. Tang Cheng, who had already packed his luggage, had nothing to do and planned to send his luggage to Hans first while he stayed in the concession. Let’s take a final walk around. Half an hour later, after waiting for the people sent by Hans to take away the luggage, Tang Cheng left the apartment without any trouble. From Tang Cheng's point of view, the atmosphere in the concession was still a bit tense. Not to mention the patrols on the streets, just seeing the men in suits observing passers-by from time to time, Tang Cheng subconsciously wanted to take out his gun and kill a few of them.
Tangcheng walked along the street and only passed a corner. Along the way, he saw more than a dozen men in suits and gang members who were eyeing them. However, Tang Cheng didn't care about this. With the American passport he carried and the attire of a rich kid, he believed that those plainclothes agents would never mess with him. Tang Cheng, who was in a good mood, did not look for Xu Huanshan, who had not returned home all night. Although he didn't know where Xu Huanshan went last night, Tang Cheng was not worried.
"Stop him, don't let him run away!" Tang Cheng, who was parked on the street, turned to look at the goods in the shop windows on the street when he suddenly heard a cry. Turning around and looking in the direction of the sound, Tang Cheng saw a middle-aged man running quickly towards him. About ten meters behind him, two men in short shirts came out. He shouted loudly and ran quickly to catch up. Although the middle-aged man was wearing a long shirt, he was running very fast, and he looked like he was exercising regularly.
After seeing the situation clearly, Tang Cheng, like other passers-by, immediately leaned sideways against the wall of the shop street behind him to make way for the escapees and pursuers. Just waiting for the middle-aged man to run past Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng suddenly discovered that this middle-aged man seemed to be a familiar face. The mole on the left side of the opponent's chin suddenly reminded Tang Cheng that when he followed Zhang Jianghe to the Military Command Headquarters for a meeting at the beginning of the year, he seemed to have seen this face in the courtyard of the Military Command Headquarters.
Could this person be a member of the military command? Tang Cheng thought quickly in his mind and decided to help this man! The man in a short shirt chasing this middle-aged man looked like a gang member in the concession, and he was probably a traitor agent secretly helping the Japanese. Tang Cheng had no psychological burden at all when dealing with such a person. "There is an alley 20 meters away!" When the middle-aged man passed by Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng put his hands to his mouth and pretended to light a cigarette, but actually reminded the middle-aged man in a low voice.
When Tang Cheng spoke, he held cigarettes and matches in his hands and put them near his mouth. Others could not see Tang Cheng's mouth shape at all, so they had no idea that Tang Cheng, who was lighting a cigarette, was actually speaking. The middle-aged man's reaction was not slow. When he heard the prompt, he not only did not slow down, but accelerated again. The two men in short shirts who were chasing after them more than ten meters away didn't know that Tang Cheng had just reminded them of the target of their pursuit. All their attention was focused on the middle-aged man.
The men in suits on the opposite street seemed to hear the shouting in the street, and immediately two men in suits ran over from the opposite street. The situation was obviously unfavorable for the middle-aged man, because there were enemies in front and behind, and the alley Tang Cheng mentioned became the middle-aged man's only way to escape. Tang Cheng, who had already lit a cigarette, stood calmly on the street. He saw two men in short shirts running past him while shouting. Tang Cheng, who was standing in front of the street shop, turned around.
The Luger pistol commonly used by Tang Cheng always had a silencer on the barrel. Tang Cheng, who had turned around, used the bag he was carrying in his left hand to cover himself. The Luger pistol he took out from his equipment bag immediately fired. First shot. Strictly speaking, Tangcheng's self-made silencer cannot really eliminate the sound of gunfire. But if passers-by on the street didn't see someone shooting with their own eyes, they would never immediately suspect Tang Cheng.
There was a soft sound of "Puff!", and a man in a short shirt stumbled. He threw himself forward, rolled on the ground and fell to the side of the street. Another man in a short shirt who was chasing him with him stopped subconsciously, glanced down at him, and immediately started shouting. The purpose of Tang Cheng's shooting was not to kill the two men in short shirts. He just wanted to prevent the two men in short shirts from continuing to chase. Seeing that the other man in a short shirt had stopped and put the pistol into his equipment bag, he, like the others, opened his mouth wide and watched the excitement in pretending to be shocked.
A lot of people watching the excitement soon gathered on the street. Tang Cheng stepped back a little and successfully blended into the crowd. The patrol officer on the opposite street rushed over immediately. The lucky man in a short shirt raised his hand and swore that he had not heard the gunshot when asked by the patrol officer. But the one who fell on the ground had a small pool of blood under his body. Seeing that the patrolmen seemed to want to question passers-by, Tang Cheng, who was mixed in the crowd, quietly retreated and quickly left the crowd.
Although the situation mentioned by the man in short shirt immediately aroused the interest of other men in suits, Tang Cheng had already left here and appeared in front of the newsstand at the end of the street. Tang Cheng, who pretended to read the newspaper, silently observed the situation in the street. Seeing plainclothes agents appearing at the end of the street, Tang Cheng, who paid for the newspaper, immediately turned into the street on the left. Not long after Tangcheng left, a dozen men in suits hurried here.
Someone was shot without hearing the gunshots. This was clearly the style of a ghost gunman. Although the man in a short shirt was shot by a pistol bullet, the plainclothes students from the Special High School who came after hearing the news felt that they The ghost gunman is getting closer and closer. Due to the opposition of the directors of the Concession Industrial Bureau, Segawa Sumomoto could only withdraw all the military police after dawn. However, there are so many plainclothes agents entering the concession that it may not be possible to block the entire concession. They only block one street, but they have enough manpower.
Tang Cheng was sitting in the cafe in the next street, leisurely drinking coffee and reading the newspaper in his hand. From time to time, his eyes were observing the situation on the street outside from the street window of the cafe. A large number of plainclothes super high school students who entered the concession only temporarily blocked the street where the incident occurred. However, they did not know that Tang Cheng had already left the street where the incident occurred. Tang Cheng sat in the cafe for a while and then got up and left. When the middle-aged man passed by him, Tang Cheng not only reminded him in a low voice, but also quietly locked onto him with system skills.
System skills can only work within a certain range, but as long as Tang Cheng does not cancel the lock on his own initiative, the system will proactively issue a prompt once he is within a hundred meters of the locked target. After leaving the cafe, Tang Cheng wandered around the concession seemingly aimlessly, but in fact he was searching for the whereabouts of the middle-aged man. After walking through several streets in Tangcheng, he finally discovered the whereabouts of the middle-aged man near the police station in the French Concession.
According to the prompts made by the system, the middle-aged man who was quietly targeted by Tang Cheng using the system skills should be in the cloth village in front. But Tang Cheng didn't go there. He just stood on the street corner and looked at the cloth shop from a distance. The cloth shop in the middle of the street seemed to be doing normal business, but Tang Cheng felt that this cloth shop was probably a secret stronghold of the Shanghai Juntong Station in the concession. Because the middle-aged man prompted by the system has not moved at all in the Buzhuang.
Tang Cheng waited for half an hour, but did not see the middle-aged man appear. However, after he saw a clerk from a cloth shop coming out to see the guests off, he became even more convinced that this cloth shop was one of the Shanghai Station of Military Command. Stronghold. The cloth shop clerk that Tang Cheng saw looked like he had been trained. After seeing off the customers, the cloth shop clerk stopped at the door of the store and wiped the door. It was common for a store clerk to wipe the door of a store, but Tang Cheng saw that the real purpose of the store clerk's stop at the door was to observe the situation outside the store.
