My Spy Years Chapter 1217

Shanghai.

 The Bund.

The Sikh policeman wearing a red turban and holding a copper-tipped iron rod scolded the passers-by.

Looking at the drunken and stumbling sailors from all over the world, these Ah San also had a headache.

 The honking of car horns, the whistles of ships, and the shouts of crowded Chinese rickshaw drivers soliciting business resounded throughout the streets.

At this moment, a dozen cars drove onto the Bund road, honking their horns.

This aroused strong dissatisfaction among the drunken Western sailors. Some yelled at the vehicle and some raised their middle fingers.

Then a relatively smart sailor noticed that Patrolman Ah San seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to these intruders, so he quickly stopped his scolding companion.

There are also those Western sailors who are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they still point at the vehicles and curse.

The car in the lead suddenly braked to a stop. Hou Pingliang, in a suit and leather suit, got out of the driver's seat. He wore a pair of round-hole sunglasses and looked around coldly.

 The second car also braked suddenly. Li Hao jumped out from the driver's seat, pointed at Hou Pingliang and laughed and cursed.

 Other vehicles also stopped, and everyone in black suits and black trousers got out of the car.

Li Hao motioned to Hou Pingliang and Lu Jiu to turn over, and the three of them exchanged opinions on welcoming Brother Fan and security work.

All the patrolmen wore suits and leather shoes because this place is a public concession and it is not easy to show up in French Concession patrol uniforms with great fanfare.

The rest were the **** team of Jiujiu Trading, led by a man with a crew cut. This man greeted Li Hao and did not get together with the patrol.

Two or three drunk American sailors kept pointing here and cursing. Seeing that everyone ignored them, one of them simply rushed over and yelled and cursed.

 “What did he say?” Li Hao frowned and looked over.

 He nodded towards Hou Pingdian and said, "Go take care of it, Brother Fan is almost here."

Before he could finish his words, the guy from the Jiujiu Trade Guards pointed at the sailor, and immediately one of his men rushed out and kicked the sailor to the ground.

The fallen sailor became even more angry. It seemed that he didn't expect that a Chinese would dare to hit him, so he got up to fight back. Then he stood motionless and looked at the barrel of the gun against his head in horror.

 “Take him away.” Xiao Pingtou said coldly, “Serve this foreign man well.”

Li Hao saw all this in his eyes, smiled and muttered something.

Hou Pingliang and Lu Jiufan also took a look and smiled.

Just a Western sailor dared to speak loudly to the people of "Mr. Xiao Cheng". Could it be that he didn't know that the fish in the Huangpu River are not picky eaters? !

 A long whistle sounded from the river, and thick black smoke could be seen rising into the sky.

Li Hao looked at the time on his watch, and with a wave of his hand, everyone opened up an open space on the pier.

 The first person to get off the boat was Li Hu.

 He looked around alertly.

 Then he took a few men to guard him.

 Then Hao Zai led three men to guard Cheng Qianfan as he disembarked.

Cheng Qianfan put on a pair of clip-on sunglasses. He raised his eyes and looked around, and saw Haozi leading everyone to greet him at the pier. A smile appeared on the face of 'Little Mr. Cheng'.

He lowered his head and said something to the wealthy man next to him, then waved to the welcoming crowd and strode forward.

“As expected of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng', with such great style.” On the second floor of a teahouse near the pier, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at the scene and said with a sneer.

"Now the news has spread in the French Concession that Cheng Qianfan did not go to Tianjin for business, but to Nanjing." The companion lowered his voice and said, "It is said that he went to Nanjing with Wang Reclamation."

“This is a dark road for him.” The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with a sneer.

At this moment, several men who looked like reporters ran over. One of them raised the camera in his hand, and the other shouted Cheng Qianfan's name loudly.

 Cheng Qianfan looked over subconsciously and saw the flash light coming on.

 At almost the same time, the other two reporters quickly drew their guns from their waists and aimed at Cheng Qianfan.

However, the short guns in their hands failed to fire.

 Almost at the same time that they drew their guns, Li Hu fired, hitting one of the assassins in the head.

 Then the gunshots of Hao Zai and Hou Pingliang also rang out, and the other assassin who raised the gun was also killed.

The remaining reporters seemed not to have expected this situation. He was stunned for a moment, turned around and was about to run away, but then the little crew chief rushed up and kicked him to the ground. Then he rushed forward and removed his chin, "Tie him up."

 Cheng Qianfan's face was extremely gloomy.

He strode over. One of them was frightened by the gunshots and ran around. He happened to break into the reception area and was pointed at a gun by a patrolman. The man was so frightened that he lay on the ground and did not dare to move. When he saw Cheng Qianfan When he came, he was so frightened that he begged for mercy.

 Cheng Qianfan raised his hand, and Hao Zai handed over the Browning gun in his hand.

 The man's expression changed and he struggled to get up.

boom.

 Cheng Qianfan pulled the trigger.

 The man was shot and fell to the ground.

 Xiao Cheng always took another step forward and continued to pull the trigger at the man who fell to the ground.

　　Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

 Empty the magazine directly.

 Then he threw the short gun to Hao Zai, laughed and walked towards Li Hao and others.

 “Haozi.”

 “Brother Fan.”

"little monkey."

 “Brother Fan.”

 “Laojiu!”

 “Brother Fan!”

 “Amao, you're here too.” Cheng Qianfan patted Xiao Pingtou's shoulder, rubbed his flat head vigorously, and said happily.

 “Brother Fan.” Amao said proudly, pointing at the reporter controlled by his men and claiming credit.

 “Good boy.” Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction.

Here, Hao Zai bent down and pulled out a short gun from the waist of the man who was killed by Brother Fan. This was a Spanish Astra M900 pistol.

He picked up the short gun and saw that the safety on the pistol had been turned off. His face darkened. He opened the safety first, then threw the short gun to the policeman who had just taken custody of the man, and cursed, "Sissy mother, get off." Remember to search yourself first!"

The patrolman's face turned red and thick-necked after being scolded, and he did not dare to speak.

Cheng Qianfan bent down and looked at the reporter whose hands had been tied.

 “Where?” he asked.

 The reporter's face was gray and he did not dare to look at the cold gaze of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng'. Amao directly lifted up the reporter's hair and asked him to look at Brother Fan.

 “Where?” Cheng Qianfan stretched out his hand, and Li Hao handed over the gun in his hand.

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, the reporter's eyes were filled with fear and he quickly shouted, "Juntong, Juntong, Juntong Shanghai Station, ordered to hoe..."

 His voice lowered, "...hoeing."

Cheng Qianfan smiled. He smiled at the people around him and said, "It's the military commander again? It's really endless!"

As he spoke, he hit the reporter **** the shoulder with his gun. When the reporter screamed, he went up and kicked him again, "Why didn't you say it was sent by Xu Zhaolin?"

 Then, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' raised the Browning gun in his hand and fired into the air.

 Empty the magazine.

 He ​​threw the short gun to Li Hao, said lightly, "Check", laughed loudly, and walked towards the car not far away. Along the way, all his subordinates saluted, and the sound of "Brother Fan" could not be heard.

 The second floor of the teahouse.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked gloomy, "That's too arrogant."

"Too arrogant." He shook his head, "I have long heard that Cheng Qianfan is quite capable in the French Concession, but I never expected him to be so unruly."

The companion next to him glanced at the dozens of cars that were leaving. Not only did the group leave quickly, but the three bodies on the ground also disappeared. Only the blood stains on the ground and some scattered bullet casings showed that What just happened.

At this moment, those patrolmen Ah San came running whistling and carrying buckets to clean the blood on the ground.

And those Western sailors who were not angry just now were all trembling with fear, and even dared to lower their voices even when they cursed.

“Section.” The man looked away and lowered his voice and said, “These people…”

"Zhiyuan, he is not one of ours." Chen Gongshu shook his head. He did not issue an order to assassinate Cheng Qianfan.

“Could it be Xiao Mian's person?” Fu Zhiyuan thought for a while and asked.

 “Xiao Mian?” Chen Gongshu was slightly stunned. He did not expect that this matter might be the work of the Shanghai Special Investigation Team.

 He thought for a moment and said, "Why did Xiao Mian choose to attack Cheng Qianfan?"

As he said that, he shook his head, "It's unlikely."

Fu Zhiyuan understood the meaning of Ou Zuo's words. The possibility was unlikely, but it could not be completely ruled out.

 At this moment, a subordinate entered the room and whispered something in Chen Gongshu's ear.

 “Which grandson, Lao Tzu Yin?” Chen Gongshu cursed with a Peking accent.

The subordinates just reported that the arrested reporter seemed to have replied that they were from the Juntong Shanghai Station...

The car driven by Li Hao was in the middle. Hou Pingliang led the four cars in front, and Lu Jiufan led the four cars behind.

 Amauna's three cars have already left.

 “How are you at home?” Cheng Qianfan asked casually.

“Everything is fine at home.” Haozi said, “It's just Xiaobao and Xiaozhizhi who are talking about why you haven't come back yet.”

“Xiao Bao misses me, I believe it.” Cheng Qianfan smiled and said, “Xiao Zhizhi, I guess you have forgotten what I look like.”

Although strictly speaking, the time we went out this time was not too long, but children are very forgetful.

“Sister-in-law has been preparing Zhou Ru to cook in the morning, and is waiting for you to come home, Brother Fan, to catch the wind and wash away the dust.” Li Hao said.

“I'm not used to Nanjing food.” Cheng Qianfan smiled, “My mouth is watering when I say that.”

As he said that, he asked again, "How is your family?"

"Everything is normal." Li Hao said, "Tao Zi strictly ordered all the ministries to stay dormant, and no trouble is allowed without orders."

 “Very good.” Cheng Qianfan nodded. Taozi strictly followed his orders and did a good job.

In order to rescue Sheng Shuyu, the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team suffered a lot of losses. According to Cheng Qianfan's judgment, the enemy should be waiting for them to continue their actions in order to catch the tail of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team. In this case, dormant standby is the most correct way. response.

 “Chief Sheng has returned to Chongqing.” Li Hao said.

"This guy finally left." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly. Sheng Shuyu came to Shanghai this time and did not achieve anything. Instead, he defeated Guo Yuyu and others, and even 'implicated' the Shanghai Special Situation Team. In Cheng Qianfan's heart It's impossible not to have an opinion.

“Is there any movement over there in Shanghai?” Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and asked.

"No." Li Hao shook his head, "It's been very quiet these days."

Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly. He estimated that Chen Gongshu had already arrived and that this person could tolerate it for the time being and did not take any action. This was right.

 Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu rebelled previously, causing considerable losses in Shanghai. This was definitely not a good time to take any drastic action.

 Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly.

Strictly speaking, the losses suffered by the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group in this series of events also stemmed from the rebellion of Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu.

 If these two people had not rebelled, Boss Dai would not have sent Sheng Shuyu to Shanghai, and Chen Gongshu would not have been sent to Shanghai at this time.

In this way, Guo Xingyu will not come to Shanghai on Chen Gongshu's order, and Sheng Shuyu will not come to Shanghai, and there will be no follow-up matters.

 So, it's all Wang Tiemu and Chen Mingchu's fault!

"Brother Fan." Hao Zai, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked, "The reporter said that the military commander of the Shanghai District was ordered to eliminate rape. What do you think is the possibility?"

 “What do you think?” Cheng Qianfan asked rhetorically without answering.

"I think it's unlikely." Hao Zai said. Shanghai District was also dormant during this period. There was no reason to choose to assassinate Cheng Qianfan as District Chief Chen's first shot at Shanghai.

"I find it hard to say." Li Hao turned the steering wheel, thought for a while and said, "There has been a precedent of taking action against Brother Fan at the Juntong Shanghai Station before. But this time Brother Fan returned to Shanghai, in full view of everyone, it would be better to do it at the dock. opportunity."

"Brother Fan is going to Nanjing this time. This matter should not be hidden from the people in Shanghai now. In their eyes, Brother Fan is already a hard-core traitor who is very close to Wang Qianhai." He took a look. Looking through the mirror, he continued, "If we can get rid of Brother Fan, this can be considered a good start for Mr. Chen."

Cheng Qianfan frowned. Logically speaking, it was unlikely that Chen Gongshu would choose to attack him. However, as Li Hao said, it was difficult to talk about it.

During his trip to Nanjing, the mark of a **** traitor on his body could no longer be erased.

 It seems that it is not completely unexplainable that Chen Gongshu chose to attack him.

However, after Cheng Qianfan thought about it carefully, he still tended to believe that this matter was not caused by the military command of Shanghai District.

 At this moment, I am in a restaurant about three or four lanes away from the Bund Pier.

 Two men were having a drink.

“The gunfire has stopped for a while.” A man in a long gown said. He looked at the man sitting opposite, with hope in his eyes, and said, “Brother Wan, do you think it's done?”

“Whether it's done or not, we'll know in a minute.” Brother Wan said as he picked up a piece of plump pig head meat and ate it with gusto.

 Speaking, he glanced at the other party and said, "Brother Lai, be patient and don't be impatient. Be patient and don't be impatient."

"Can I not be in a hurry?" Brother Lai smiled bitterly, "This matter is something that the president has personally told me about. As you know, brother, I have the trust of the president, and I am thinking of challenging myself."

“It's urgent.” Brother Wan shook his head. He pointed to the cucumbers on the table and said, “This matter cannot be rushed.”

As he spoke, he shook his head, "I have a hunch that Cheng Qianfan is not that easy to kill."

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