It was probably instigated by the three Japanese spies.

The 19th Route Army caused heavy casualties to the Japanese invaders in Shanghai. Of course, the Japanese invaders held a grudge. So they encouraged Mao Shiba to come forward and assassinate the officers and soldiers of the 19th Route Army.

Take out the shell gun.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Bah bang bang!"

A blast of firepower covered Mao Shiba's face.

Until all the bullets are used up.

Mud, even if you die, you have to shoot again.

"Get some shit."

"What?"

Everyone around was stunned.

Big excrement? What to do? Use it to pour on the gangsters?

It feels like there's something...

"Didn't you hear that?" Zhang Yong raised his tone.

"Yes." The others hurriedly agreed, and then went to look for the dung. They really found it.

All of it was poured on the corpse of the gangster.

That's what it's called...

It also lacks black donkey hooves.

Even if you die, you will not be able to be reincarnated. You will fall into hell and reincarnation forever.

What? It’s useless? Never mind it. Do it first and then talk about it.

Continue to find other gangsters.

Suddenly there was another gunshot nearby. A few sporadic shots.

The map showed that two more gangsters seemed to be sneaking towards this side.

So he waved his hand and waited.

Arrange an ambush.

The Thompson submachine gun stood ready.

Not long after, two gangsters appeared at the same time. They were immediately hit like a storm.

After the gunfire, the two gangsters were riddled with wounds.

Zhang Yong went up to touch the corpse.

Lao Bai and Yang Zhi looked at each other.

Both of them felt something was wrong. Could Zhang Yong really predict the future?

How is it possible to ambush the enemy so accurately?

It's a fatal blow!

He was ambushing right in front of the target. He hit him accurately every time. The target didn't even have a chance to react.

If you are on the battlefield, commanding troops to fight, wouldn't it be like having divine help?

"come over!"

"Recognize someone!"

Zhang Yong's voice came.

The two men led the police over. After just one glance, they were a little surprised.

"It seems to be a pair of black ghosts..."

"What?"

"Two black devils. They are brothers. They are treasonous. They deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors. They committed countless massacres and massacres. They were once offered a reward of one thousand oceans for their capture. But they were never caught. I didn't expect that they were here."

"

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong frowned.

Sure enough, it is hidden in the city.

This pair of niggas are hiding in Sun Dingyuan's army.

How could the police department go to the 49th Division to investigate?

You can't get close at all.

It can be seen from this that some miscellaneous troops are really lawless. They have all three religions and nine streams.

Not to mention Sun Dianying, Shi Yousan and the like. Almost all of his subordinates were bandits and gangsters. To say they were soldiers is simply an insult to the word army.

Well, this time it's a good deed. Get rid of all these scum.

Although he can't deal with these powerful gangsters on his own, he can guide others to deal with them!

No matter how powerful the gangster is, he will easily ambush him and then kill him.

"There is a note..." Lao Bai said suddenly.

"Show me." Zhang Yong took the note and found an address on it.

No. 34 Chunlan Street...

Where? No impression!

What did the nigger Shuangsha do when he wrote down this address?

Could it be that they hid their extra belongings here?

My heart suddenly moved.

"Do you know where it is?" Zhang Yong asked Yang Zhi.

"I know." Yang Zhi nodded.

He hesitated to speak.

But in the end he said nothing.

"Go and have a look."

"yes."

Yang Zhi led the way.

Zhang Yong followed with his team and headed straight to Chunlan Street.

I thought I might encounter a few gangsters along the way. In fact, I didn't. On the contrary, after passing a few street corners, someone checked me.

Of course, no one stopped them. Everyone at the checkpoint knew Yang Zhi. They were even more impressed by the Chinese tunic suits of Zhang Yong and others.

They can't afford to offend anyone who wears a Chinese tunic suit and carries a gun.

Arrive at Chunlan Street and find No. 34. It is an exquisite small Western-style building.

There was a woman standing at the door.

Wearing a moon-white cheongsam, she looked at them calmly.

Zhang Yong:???

What's going on? Something seems wrong?

What is written on the note is No. 34 Chunlan Street, right? Take out the note again.

Yes, it is indeed this address. However, the woman in front of me obviously does not look like an accomplice of a gangster. She has a good temperament.

"Who is she?" Zhang Yong asked in a low voice.

"From the Liao family. Liao Panxi's aunt." Yang Zhi replied in a low voice.

"Liao Panxi?" Zhang Yong frowned.

Accident.

Actually came to Liao Panxi's house?

Her aunt...

Wait, that’s not from the Liao family! It should be considered from the husband’s family, right?

"Who is her husband?"

"She is not married. She has no husband. She is religious."
To be continued...