silence.

calm.

Now that things have come to this, let’s have a meal first!

He took out a pile of oil cakes and placed them on the table. This was her dry food.

She probably needs to stay in this house for a while.

I hope she can face it calmly.

Leave her a pistol and a dagger.

As for himself...

【07:32】

【07:31】

The system blocks the time very hard.

There are only seven minutes left. I can't do anything big.

Go out.

drive.

Suddenly, the radar map prompted a red dot.

There is a mark. Check it out. I was stunned. It was actually Akira Kaesaki? Wait. Isn't it dead?

Oops……

The system will not be wrong. It must be that I remembered it wrong.

Wait. Zhang Xiaolin...

Suddenly I remembered again.

It seems that Zhang Xiaolin was also beaten to death by himself.

Later, too many things happened, and some memories may have really deviated.

The problem is...

The fake joint is always on the boss.

In other words, there is also Zhang Xiaolin. It may be that the Japanese invaders arranged for fakes, substitutes, etc.

Park the car at a turn. Then get out and go upstairs.

It is also an empty house with three floors. Go straight to the roof and raise the telescope.

This location allows you to observe the bookstore and the place where Li Jingqian is hiding. You are condescending.

Five black cars arrived quickly. There were fifteen people in the car, all carrying weapons.

They came to the near bookstore, parked, and got off the car, all in black and looked very tough.

That’s right, these people are all from the Qing Gang, and they are all under Zhang Xiaolin’s subordinates.

There are five red dots inside, hiding the Japanese invaders, the same as Duan Tiansheng.

The last person got out of the car slowly.

Huh?

Zhang Xiaolin?

Zhang Yong's eyes sank.

The system is not marked.

But the person he saw looked very much like Zhang Xiaolin.

The system will not be wrong. Therefore, Zhang Xiaolin is definitely fake. He is really dead. The substitute found by the Japanese invaders.

For the Japanese invaders, it doesn’t matter whether Zhang Xiaolin is true or false. What they need is just an obedient puppet.

There is no doubt that the stand-in is more obedient.

Next to the substitute, arrange a few hidden Japanese spies, and it will be foolproof.

No one dares to question it publicly because the Japanese special high school class is eyeing it.

In the current Shanghai, the strength of the Japanese invaders is unquestionable. No field troops are needed, and the Japanese invaders alone are very strong.

Silently took out the Garland semi-automatic rifle.

substitute?

Beat to death.

Let’s see how many substitutes the Japanese invaders have.

aim.

The distance is more than 150 meters.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two shots in a row. All hits.

The target's body paused, fell down with a sluggish, and then the white dot disappeared.

Get it done.

Zhang Yong quickly retracted his gun.

Then……

Seeing a strange scene.

"Zhang Xiaolin" was dead, and the others were not nervous.

Especially those hidden Japanese spies were hiding behind the car with conditioned reflex.

No counterattack.

Only hide.

Yes, this substitute is not worth a lot.

One died, and many more.

As long as the Japanese invaders are willing, they can make up Zhang Xiaolin if they look similar.

Extend a little more. Even find someone to pretend to be Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong. Then control the entire Qing Gang.

Even if you know it is fake, you dare not speak out.

Go downstairs.

Get on the bus.

Leave.

There was no intersection with the fake Zhang Xiaolin throughout the whole process.

Look at the time. There are still the last three minutes. Where can I go? It seems that there is no time to enter the French Concession.

Suddenly my mind moved. There were many red dots, including knives and guns.

I drove to the nearby area and found a group of Japanese ronin. There were twelve. They were drinking and dancing.

They did whatever they wanted in the tavern, scaring everyone else to run away.

Very good. I'm looking for you.

parking.

get off.

Enter with Thomson's submachine gun.

A handful of left hand.

A handful of right hand.

"Dadada..."

"Dadada..."

Without saying a word, he just hugged the fire.

The Japanese invaders who were caught off guard suddenly splattered blood on the spot.

Most of them died in an instant.

"ah……"

"ah……"
To be continued...