My Spy Years

  Chapter 741 Shanghai Giant Bandit Jiang Mule

   Crash.

   "I'm just a little bastard!"

"I'm furious!"

Zhang Xiaolin was full of anger, waving the civilized stick, and smashed the vases, dishes, and even his favorite glass fish tank as far as he could see. .

   "This feud is irreconcilable."

From Shao Er being killed, to Yu Xiaomin being killed, and now Pang Shui and Zhan Si being killed at the same time, the weight of the murdered person under Zhang Xiaolin's command is getting heavier and heavier, which is equivalent to the slap in the face of Zhang Xiaolin getting more and more heavier.

   No, to be more precise, this is no longer a slap in the face, this is a complete stabbing!

  …

   Just then, the phone rang.

  Zhang Xiaolin walked over to answer the phone, but his feet were pierced by shattered porcelain. He screamed in pain, and his heart became even more furious.

   "Master, are you all right?"

Snapped!

"ah!"

  The aunt who had been slapped covered her face and ran away crying.

  Picking up the phone, Zhang Xiaolin was still angry and asked coldly, "Who is it?"

   "Zhang Sang, I am Sanben Jiro."

"Three class heads, if you are interceding for Cheng Qianfan, you don't need to say more." Zhang Xiaolin said coldly, "Cheng Qianfan killed Pang Shui and Zhan Si, and I must avenge him." .”

   "Chairman Zhang misunderstood." Sanben Jiro's voice became cold, "I'm not interceding for Cheng Qianfan."

The emotional Zhang Xiaolin didn't notice Sanben Jiro's tone, his face looked better, and he still had a lot of face with the Japanese, and these Japanese people knew that he would be furious now, so they decisively gave up on Cheng Qianfan's **** three.

   "Mr. Zhang misunderstood Mr. Sanben." Zhang Xiaolin said.

   "No, President Zhang, you misunderstood." Sanben Jiro said coldly, "I order you not to do any unfriendly behavior towards Cheng Sang in the patrol room."

  Zhang Xiaolin was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears.

   "President Zhang, that's all I've said, think twice." After Sanben Jiro finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

  Zhang Xiaolin was stunned for a while, and then flew into a rage. He directly threw the phone receiver down hard.

   "Oriental Turtle, you are too deceitful! Damn you!"

  Holding the civilized stick, limping, and smashing everything that could be smashed again, Zhang Xiaolin sat on the sofa, panting heavily from exhaustion.

  …

   Seeing that Boss Zhang had finished venting, the housekeeper Sui Erliang and several of his subordinates dared to come over.

   "My lord, have a sip of tea to calm down."

  Sui Erliang winked, Boss Zhang's favorite fourth aunt came over, and thoughtfully helped his master pat his shoulders and back.

   "Boss, everyone is waiting, when will we do it?" Su Wuyuan stepped forward and asked cautiously.

   Zhan Si is gone, he is currently Zhang Xiaolin's most capable subordinate.

   "Let's go first." Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand dejectedly.

   "It's gone?" Su Wuyuan suddenly raised his voice.

   "God's talk is gone, I'm just a bum, do you know people's language?" Zhang Xiaolin scolded.

   "Yes, yes, yes." Su Wuyuan was terrified, and ran away while nodding.

   "Ah, stay here." Zhang Xiaolin walked towards the study with his hands behind his back, with a livid face, and said at the same time.

   Fourth Aunt nodded in a sensible way, then quietly retreated, and closed the door of the study.

   "Master, why..." Sui Erliang frowned and asked, "Did Sanben Jiro call again to make peace?"

   "It's not about making peace." Zhang Xiaolin looked a little embarrassed, and said angrily, "Sanben ordered me not to move Cheng Qianfan again, but this Dongyang **** actually ordered me? He actually ordered me! He ordered me!"

  Zhang Xiaolin said "order me" three times, his tone getting lower and lower each time, and finally he patted the desk bitterly.

  Although he didn't want to admit it, Sanben Jiro, who had no authority over him, was indeed qualified to order him.

  Sui Erliang was silent for a while, and then began to say, "Master, Sanben has always been very protective of Cheng Qianfan. This little Japan should have taken Cheng Qianfan's money."

   "Is the news accurate?" Zhang Xiaolin narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Absolutely, Ah Shui arranged for someone to follow Cheng Qianfan before, and the last place to do it was outside the gate of Sanben's super high school, and it was Araki from the super high class who came out to greet Cheng Qianfan, which shows that Cheng Qianfan and Sanben's Very close."

Sui Erliang thought for a moment, then continued, "The Japanese can't afford it early. Cheng Qianfan is incomparable to the master in terms of status and importance to the Japanese, but Sanben defends him like this. It is beneficial."

   "No matter how much Sanben favors Cheng Qianfan, Ah Shui and Zhan Si's death, this matter can't be left alone." Zhang Xiaolin was silent for a while, gnashing his teeth.

   "What does the master mean?"

   "Send me a greeting card to Fu Xiaoguan's residence." Zhang Xiaolin said with a sneer.

   "My lord, although Fu Xiaoguan is the mayor, he also depends on the Japanese people's face, and he may not dare to offend Sanben Jiro." Sui Erliang reminded.

   "What's the point of asking you to deliver greeting cards?" Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand impatiently.

  He naturally knew that a Fu Xiaoguan could not suppress Sanben Jiro, what he wanted was to use Fu Xiaoguan to open up the relationship with the Japanese high-level behind him.

"yes!"

Watching the housekeeper leave, Zhang Xiaolin shook his head irritably. The Japanese Matsumoto who had secretly met with him at Moganshan and invited him out of the mountain had returned to China. .

  …

   On this quiet night, Cheng Qianfan went back to the patrol room and left the interrogation and bail to Datou Lu to do.

  Datou Lu and the others are familiar with this kind of thing, and when Mr. Cheng comes to work the next day, he will be sure to have genuine good news.

  Back home, Cheng Qianfan simply took a shower before going to the bedroom.

   After his wife fell asleep, he put on his coat and went to the study.

  The lamp was on on the desk, and he put his Browning gun on the table, and then began to disassemble the gun with great concentration.

   Take it apart.

reassemble.

   Check it out.

   Take it apart again.

  Reassemble again.

   Check it out.

  He finally nodded in satisfaction, opened the safety, and put the gun in the drawer.

  During this process, he actually re-filtered today's actions in his mind, confirming that there was nothing wrong with it.

   Killing Pang Shui was planned.

  Killing Zhan Si, let alone Zhan Si himself came to die.

  However, he never expected that Zhan Si was so arrogant that he drove four trucks and brought nearly a hundred men with live ammunition to surround him.

   You know, this is the French Concession, the central area of ​​the French Concession.

   Zhan Si brought nearly a hundred men with live ammunition to besiege the deputy chief inspector of the central police station. How arrogant is this.

   It was Zhan Si's arrogance and domineering that made Cheng Qianfan decisively order the machine gun to fire.

   Zhan died four times, and nearly thirty of Zhang Xiaolin's men were shot dead.

  Cheng Qianfan naturally knew that this kind of incident involving dozens of lives would cause such an uproar the next day, and this incident would definitely cause a sensation in Shanghai.

   However, he wasn't worried about anything.

  The fate of Zhan Si was doomed when the four trucks were mighty, armed with live ammunition, showing off their might in the French Concession.

  Because it is impossible for Zhan Si to bring people into the concession from outside the French Concession, these men, and nearly a hundred short guns, these four trucks must have been hidden in the French Concession long ago, so that they can make big moves at any time.

  Although the French continue to compromise and back off against Japan, they will certainly not tolerate Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Association hiding such a paramilitary force that can be summoned and put into action at any time in the French Concession.

  For Xiao Cheng's ruthlessness and decisiveness, the top management of the patrol room can only express satisfaction.

Not only did this eliminate a huge security risk hidden in the central area of ​​the French Concession, but at the same time, Mr. Cheng did not soften his hand because of his pro-Japanese tendencies, and decisively took action against the traitor forces. arrived.

  As for Sanben Jiro, as long as Sanben Jiro understands how arrogant Zhan Si is, Sanben will only acquiesce in Zhan Si's death instead of blaming him.

   Zhan Si's arrogance and domineering is tantamount to greatly compromising the strength of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association supported by the Japanese.

  The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaolin did not report such a large-scale "military operation" to the Japanese master.

  What the Japanese need is an obedient dog, a dog that can be controlled.

   As for the killing of 20 or 30 members of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association, this is not a big deal in the eyes of Sanben Jiro and other Japanese. Cheng Qianfan even suspects that Sanben Jiro will not pay attention to these "details" at all.

  …

  Light a cigarette and gently put it in the ashtray.

  Watching the cigarette burn slowly and turn into ashes, Cheng Qianfan looked a little sad.

  The light from the desk lamp shrouded him, casting a light and shadow.

  Cigarette ignited, Comrade Huo Miao stood up, turned off the desk lamp, turned and left the study.

  The moment he turned to leave, he said softly, rest in peace, fellow citizens.

  According to our party's secret statistics, in less than a year, nearly 200 innocent people were directly killed by Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Association.

  Because of the looting of family products such as food, cloth, cotton, and coal, as many as 800 innocent people died of starvation, freezing, and family ruin.

   This is not counting the deaths and injuries of my compatriots caused by the big and small traitors of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association who led the way for the Japanese army and went to the countryside to sweep up.

  Since Fu Xiaoguan’s puppet Shanghai Municipal Government was established, through this puppet regime, the Japanese gradually stabilized their rule over Shanghai, and the Japanese army also began to free up their hands to encircle and suppress the anti-Japanese armed forces.

  Among them, as far as Cheng Qianfan knew, the Japanese army had raided the Qingdong Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Zone twice, burning, killing, looting, and doing everything.

  Cheng Qianfan suddenly remembered He Guan and Qin Di. As far as he knew, A Guan and Qin Di were both in the Qingdong Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Zone.

  …

  The shootout at the gate of the 'Ball Ballroom' shocked the entire Shanghai Bund.

  However, the official statement of the French Concession is:

  The **** mule gang sneaked into the French Concession, trying to bloodbath the ballroom and kidnap the dancers in the ballroom.

Fortunately, my heroic patrol room in the Central District conducted regular patrols and found the traces of gangsters in advance. Under the command of Mr. Ferguson, the chief police officer of the French Concession patrol room, Jin Kemu, the chief inspector of the Central District patrol room, and Cheng Qianfan, the deputy chief inspector, our patrol room made a decisive attack. Killed and wounded dozens of members of the **** mule gang, protecting the lives and property of citizens in our Central District.

  The police station once again demonstrated with this action that we are capable of protecting citizens, and anyone who wants to try the law in the French Concession is overthinking their own capabilities and committing suicide.

  After the announcement of the French Concession authorities was sent out, all major newspapers in Shanghai who knew the truth were waiting and watching, waiting for the reaction of the Japanese and Zhang Xiaolin.

  If the Japanese stand up and expose the official lies in the French Concession, they will naturally be able to report the truth.

   Strangely, Zhang Xiaolin remained silent.

   Japan, the official did not make any response.

  Under such circumstances, major newspapers also began to receive secret messages from the French Concession, strictly prohibiting false reports on the shootout at the Ballroom.

  Some newspaper offices did not take this seriously. Just when they had already printed the page and were about to sell it on the market, someone broke into the printing office, smashed the machine, and burned the printed newspaper.

  Subsequently, harsh words were released: Whoever dares to report, this time smashed the machine, next time it will kill people.

  The strange thing is that it seems that besides Mr. Xiao Cheng and Zhang Xiaolin's people who uttered harsh words.

And in the "underground world" in Shanghai, what the little bums like to talk about most is that Xiao Cheng is always pro-Japanese, Zhang Xiaolin and Boss Zhang even took refuge in the Japanese a long time ago, and now the two Japanese dogs bit him. Woke up, even the blood flowed from the bite, how would the Japanese choose between these two dogs?

The next day, a Japanese newspaper opened a column on that day, enumerating all kinds of atrocities committed by the famous Jiang Mule Gang in Shanghai. Xiao Cheng's head office has made great achievements in stopping or even defeating it in time.

  A Japanese unofficial report, the Japanese seem to say nothing, and they seem to say everything.

  In a safe house of the Shanghai Special Service Team, Zhuo Yun pointed to the report in the newspaper and gave Jiang Mule a thumbs up, "Brother Jiang, you can stop children from crying at night in Shanghai Beach, good job."

  Jiang Mule smiled wryly at first, and then had a weird expression on his face, "The team leader has asked Chongqing for credit for us."

  …

   "Audacity!"

   "It's shameless!"

"I bother!"

   "Xiao Mian is a shameless villain!"

   Zheng Lijun cursed in the office.

He learned a piece of news through his old relationship in Chongqing. Xiao Mian, the leader of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team, claimed credit to the Chongqing headquarters. More than 200 members of Zhang Xiaolin's department were killed and wounded in the club's department. It was for the 11.26 victory in Shanghai in the 27th year of the Republic of China.

   "How dare he do that?" Zheng Lijun gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head and asked Cheng Xuyuan, "Where's your face?"

   While speaking, he even patted his face.

  Cheng Xuyuan also smiled wryly. At the same time, he also knew that what Zheng Lijun was angry with was not that Xiao Mian of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Unit lied about his military exploits, but why he didn't think of this!

   A group of people from the New Asia Peace Promotion Association died. This is the real deal. They have names and surnames. They can 'stand up' to investigation. They are not afraid of investigation.

  …

  Extra high class, interrogation room.

   "I, I said it." Shoji Hachime, who was covered in bruises, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said weakly.

   At this time, a man wearing a peaked cap knocked on the door of the office of the head of the special high school.

   "Taijun Sanben, I request to read the file materials of the Red Party's Special Section 'Yuchang' and 'Chenzhou'."

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  (end of this chapter)