As soon as Tang Cheng came out of the alley, he saw several military trucks full of Japanese military police. However, Tang Cheng did not show panic. Instead, like other passers-by on the street, he just kept moving forward along the street. . The Japanese military policemen on the truck all had sullen faces and looked slightly murderous. Tang Cheng saw this out of the corner of his eye, but secretly curled his lips in disapproval, thinking that you were a step too late again.
To be honest, Tang Cheng is alone now. If he were given a few men at this moment, he would dare to attack these trucks transporting Japanese military police on the street. Watching the motorcade drive towards the end of the street, Tang Cheng speeded up and soon passed through the intersection in front and turned into another street. The concession was very lively today, and many well-informed people used their own channels to find out the inside story of the attack on the cinema. Knowing that the Japanese suffered a big loss this time, many people felt happy and wished they could light firecrackers outside the door to celebrate.
Among those who had learned the inside information were people from Shanghai’s underground party organizations. They were good at underground work and rarely advocated the use of force against the Japanese army in Shanghai. But this time, even people from the Shanghai underground party organization praised the mysterious attacker. Knowing that the attacker had not fallen into the hands of the military police or spies, including the Military Command Shanghai Station, they all sent people to wander around the concession to try to contact the mysterious attacker.
At this time in Tangcheng, he had no time to pay attention to this. Seeing that it was still early and already several streets away from the cinema, he planned to find a suitable place where the Japanese would cause some trouble. The place Tangcheng chose this time was at the junction of the Public Concession and the French Concession. The Industrial Concession thought that due to the presence of gangsters in the Concession, the order was far more chaotic than that of the French Concession, and it was also easier for the Japanese to bribe these gangsters to do their work.
When Tang Cheng came out of the alley, he had already changed his clothes. Wearing a short shirt, he looked no different from the gang members commonly seen in the public concessions. "Stop, stop him!" A shout suddenly appeared. Tang Cheng, who was walking on the street, looked intently and saw a middle-aged man running towards him quickly. He was chasing him more than ten meters behind him. There are several men in short shirts. The shouts that Tang Cheng heard at this moment were made by those men in short shirts, and the middle-aged man who was already panting had no intention of stopping.
Tang Cheng did not take action rashly. He just stood on the side of the street and watched the two sides chasing and fleeing with cold eyes. When the middle-aged man was less than ten meters away from Tangcheng, he was finally caught up by the men in short shirts and intercepted. "Run! Why don't you run away! Come on, run for me again!" A man with a sharp face pointed at the middle-aged man and shouted loudly. The other men in short shirts also looked at the fun. Face.
The middle-aged man whom they intercepted looked like he was not a capable fighter, but there was no hint of timidity in his expression. The middle-aged man saw that he couldn't run away today, so he just retreated to the street silently. When his back was against the street wall, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and started layer by layer. Wrapped in his right hand. The middle-aged man's behavior at this moment made the men in short shirts surrounding him laugh subconsciously.
"Don't even move. I want to see what this old boy is capable of." The middle-aged man wrapped a handkerchief on his right hand, indicating his attitude of fighting to the end. After the sword-faced man sneered, he backhanded him. He pulled out a sharp knife from his waist. Dao Tiao Lian pointed the sharp knife in his hand at the middle-aged man. While teasing, he took a step forward and stabbed the middle-aged man in the left chest with the sharp knife in his hand.
To be honest, Dao Tiao Lian's movements were not very fast. The middle-aged man with his back leaning against the street wall suddenly pulled out a short iron rod from the sleeve of his left hand. The middle-aged man holding the iron rod in his right hand swept it in front of him, and the end of the iron rod hit the blade of the sharp knife. Dao Tiao Lian, who struck first, never thought that the guy in front of him, who was almost a turtle in the urn, would dare to fight back, and even caught himself off guard.
The blade of the sharp knife was hit by the iron rod. Although Dao Tiao Lian did not let go, the right hand holding the sharp knife also swung away with the force. The action of the middle-aged man pulling out an iron rod and swinging a sharp knife in front of him can be seen as an unintentional act of bad luck, or it can be seen as a deliberate act of planning and then acting. However, the sharp knife in his hand was blocked by the iron rod. At this time, the knife-striped face had no time to think about this. With a panic on his expression, he immediately wanted to retreat.
It's a pity that his reaction was not faster than that of the middle-aged man holding the iron rod in his hand. The middle-aged man used the iron rod to deflect the sharp knife. He just took a step forward and hit the knife's face in the chest with his left shoulder. Tang Cheng, who was standing not far away, looked carefully and saw that the middle-aged man looked a bit like a mountain supporter in Bajiquan. The middle-aged man's timing was very good, but his strength seemed to be insufficient, so he just stepped back a few steps with the knife in his face, but it did not cause any substantial damage.
Dao Tiao Lian, who was pushed in the chest by the other party, stepped back and broke out in a cold sweat. Having been around for a long time, he knew that if he had been a martial arts expert just now, he would have been lying on the ground unable to get up. The angry Dao Tiao Lian subconsciously waved the sharp knife in his hand at the middle-aged man again. This time, Dao Tiao Lian's movement was even faster. Looking at the gesture of the knife-striped face holding the sharp knife, Tang Cheng could already tell that this guy was a good player with knives.
Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged man, it was obvious that he was not a man accustomed to life-and-death fights. Therefore, Tang Cheng knew that the middle-aged man might not be a match for this razor-sharp face. Sure enough, in the next second, the middle-aged man wielding the iron rod screamed, and a knife edge appeared on his left arm. The knife swung by the knife-faced man was very fast. By the time the middle-aged man reacted, the sleeve of his left arm had been cut by the sharp knife, and there was also a cut on his left arm by the tip of the knife.
The injured middle-aged man immediately revealed his background. He was not a master, and he did not have the confidence to dare to fight. Looking at the middle-aged man waving an iron rod and beating him wildly, Tang Cheng, who was standing on the street not far away, felt that he should immediately reach out and cover his eyes. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the middle-aged man who had been stabbed again suddenly took out a paper roll from his pocket and was about to stuff it into his mouth. "Stop him, don't let him eat the information!" Dao Tiao's face also became nervous.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!" The gunshots like fried beans appeared intensively. Tangcheng was standing a few meters away. At this moment, he stood with his feet unsteady. The m1911 pistol in his hand had been shot by him. charge qia
g's rate of fire. Several men in short shirts surrounding the middle-aged man were shot and fell one after another with the sound of gunfire, including the man with a knife-shaped face who gave orders. Tang Cheng fired four shots in a row, and four men in short shirts fell down beside the middle-aged man. There were no shot in the men in short shirts, and only two were left standing outside.
"Get out of here!" Tang Cheng, who was standing there without lowering his gun, just glanced at the last two men in short shirts, shouted, and the two men turned around and ran away. The middle-aged man who originally thought about swallowing the scroll looked at Tang Cheng who came to help with doubts, but Tang Cheng had no intention of talking to him. Tang Cheng pretended to stuff the pistol back into his waist and turned around to leave. No matter how the middle-aged man behind him yelled, Tang Cheng walked faster and faster.
The two men in short shirts just now were deliberately put back by Tang Cheng. If these men in short shirts were working for the Japanese, Tang Cheng believed that there would be military police or plainclothes agents coming to track him down soon. The situation was indeed as Tang Cheng expected. Not long after the unknown middle-aged man endured the pain and left here, several plainclothes agents, led by the two men in short shirts, appeared at the scene of the incident. After questioning passers-by and store owners on the street, these plainclothes agents chased in the direction Tang Cheng left.
Tang Cheng and the middle-aged man were walking in different directions, and these plainclothes agents were not the only ones who rushed over after hearing the gunshots. At this moment, a street away from Tangcheng, several men in black were running quickly in the street. These men in black are gang members who hang out in the concession. They have been secretly helping the Japanese. They also received news that the Japanese military police had been attacked continuously in the concession. They were thinking about how to get involved when they heard the sound of gunshots nearby.
The sound of gunfire was a signal. Although they didn't know what the situation was, as they had been in the concession for a long time, their first reaction was to rush to the place where the gunshot was fired to check the situation. These gang members who have been in the concession for a long time have long been accustomed to being regarded as local snakes in the concession. But what they don't know is that this time, they will be kicked out of the iron plate. Tang Cheng, who had been moving all the time, soon saw the men in black running towards him, but they did not pay special attention to Tang Cheng walking on the street.
The other party was not looking for trouble, so Tang Cheng would not sit idle and insist on provoking the other party, so the two sides just passed each other. But Tang Cheng didn't expect that not long after these men in black passed by him, they joined the plainclothes agents who were chasing him, and turned around to catch up again. Tang Cheng had long noticed that there was someone chasing behind him, but he did not look back or stop on the spot. A quarter of an hour later, Tang Cheng suddenly got into the alley on the street. When the plainclothes agent who was chasing him saw this, he immediately quickened his pace and followed the street directly to the alley.
