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Chapter 253: Destroying Cigarettes (Part )

into the night.

East area of ​​the public concession, near Tilanqiao Prison.

As the largest and most famous prison in Shanghai, no one who lives in Shanghai does not know its prestigious name.

The phrase "send Nong to Tilanqiao" is basically equivalent to sending you to jail.

Perhaps it is because this prison is so famous that although it is located in the concession, there has not been much development around it.

It was only after the "December 28th Incident" that the Japanese substantially occupied the eastern part of the concession and began to build docks and warehouses on the river southeast of Tilanqiao Prison.

All the way east from the riverside just south of Tilan Bridge are Shanghai Warehouse Co., Ltd., Huishan Terminal, Osaka Ferry Terminal, Manchuria Terminal, etc.

All Japanese assets.

It was precisely to protect these Japanese assets that the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai placed military camps nearby to prevent anyone from damaging these docks and warehouses.

For this reason, they also deliberately expelled the few indigenous people around them.

This made it almost pitch black when Lu Feng and Liu San came to this area.

Only the buildings of Tilanqiao Prison and the dock warehouse had faint lights.

What Liu San said is true. There are really not many residents around here.

In the dark night, Lu Feng followed Liu San along the route that Liu San had chosen and reached the outside of the warehouse wall.

I saw Liu San starting to run a few meters away from the wall. When he was about to hit the wall, his body suddenly jumped up.

His light body kicked on the vertical wall a few times like a ghost, and his body jumped two meters high.

Finally, as soon as Liu San joined hands, he hung on the wall.

The whole process can be said to be smooth and neat.

Lu Feng watched from the side and secretly admired it. This must be the real traditional Kung Fu. Liu San's light body Kung Fu of flying over walls and flying over walls is indeed amazing.

After hanging it on the wall, Liu San did not rush over, but quietly exposed half of his head and looked inside.

After confirming that nothing was wrong, he climbed up the wall and reached out to give Lu Feng a hand while riding on the wall.

Then, Liu San saw Lu Feng shaking his head slightly and climbing up the wall with his bare hands.

On the wall, Liu San silently gave Lu Feng a thumbs up.

Liu San felt that his horizons had been opened. He originally thought that this brother Ma would be able to blindfold everyone, but now it seems that he has many abilities.

Quietly descending from the wall, the two walked back and forth among the goods stacked in the open air in the goods yard, avoiding the sight of the night watchman.

Liu San has been here several times. Under his leadership, the two of them successfully arrived at the entrance of the Fukuoka warehouse.

At this time, the warehouse manager had finished his inspection at night and locked the warehouse door.

Liu San easily opened the door lock, and the two entered the warehouse.

This is where Lu Feng falls short of Liu San.

If he were asked to investigate and encounter such a locked place, Lu Feng would be a little helpless.

If it is destroyed by force, the target will be easily exposed and the enemy will be more alert.

There was a faint strange smell permeating the dark warehouse. It seemed a little sweet at first, but when you smelled it again, it felt a little fishy.

Lu Feng lit the flashlight and looked at the warehouse in the dim light.

The structure of this Fukuoka warehouse looks very ordinary, no different from an ordinary dock warehouse.

But beneath this ordinary appearance are walls several times thicker than those of an ordinary warehouse.

It's almost the same as a bunker.

Not only this Fukuoka warehouse, but the entire Huishan Terminal and even most of the Japanese properties in Shanghai are built according to such standards.

With just a few modifications, these buildings can be transformed into bunkers and gun towers.

During the entire Songhu Battle, these architectural firepower points caused great obstacles to the national army.

The casualties of troops caused by the attack are even more numerous.

Touching the concrete pillars of the Fukuoka warehouse, the cold touch seemed to tell Lu Feng the long-coveted Japanese ambition to embezzle China.

"Brother Ma, that's all."

Liu San's low voice interrupted Lu Feng's thoughts.

Walking to Liu San's side, what Lu Feng saw was a pile of neatly stacked wooden boxes.

At a glance, there are hundreds or even thousands of these wooden boxes.

Liu San opened a wooden box in front of him, revealing pieces of reddish-brown plaster board-like objects inside.

"These little devils are selling red pills like this, which are more toxic than cigarettes. If you are a weak person, if you take them for two or three years, you will be almost completely hopeless."

Lu Feng also has some knowledge about the current drugs. The lowest level is opium, and the higher level is morphine.

Further up, there is "white noodles".

Since the "September 18th Incident", the Japanese occupied the Northeast and built opium processing factories on a large scale.

The drugs they exported to the government have also been upgraded from the original raw and cooked opium pills to the current purified and processed products.

This so-called "red pill" is a new type of drug made by mixing "white flour" with other raw materials.

As Liu San said, this "red pill" is more addictive and more toxic. Even a healthy and normal person who is infected with this kind of "red pill" will be exhausted within three to five years.

What makes Lu Feng even more disgusted is that this kind of "red pill" is not only done by the Japanese.

The Youth Gang is also doing it.

After the Japanese launched the "Red Pill", it once occupied most of the national drug market. The principal and the Sanxin Company of the Green Gang were beaten and retreated.

Then, Zhang, Du, and Huang worked together to obtain relevant technologies from abroad, and soon overcame the Japanese technical barriers and created their own "red pill."

Therefore, Lu Feng never had a good impression of these gang members from beginning to end.

If this group of people could use their energy on the right path, why would the Republic of China be like this?

"Third brother, let's go get the oil next, and burn all these harmful things for him quickly."

Lu Feng dismissed the thoughts in his mind and said to Liu San.

Liu San said:

"Okay, over there at the oil warehouse, it's up to you, Brother Ma."

"Third brother, don't worry, just leave it to me."

Liu San indeed made great efforts for this operation of burning opium.

He had already checked in advance and found that there was a Japanese oil warehouse near the Fukuoka warehouse.

This is one of the reasons why he proposed burning it on the spot.

It's just that the oil warehouse is a key defense area for the Japanese army, and it is guarded by the Japanese army 24 hours a day.

It is not difficult for Liu San to sneak in, but it is more troublesome to steal enough oil from inside.

So he has been waiting for Lu Feng to come. In his opinion, Lu Feng only needs to find a few more helpers to help him get rid of the Japanese soldiers guarding the oil warehouse, and the rest will fall into place.

But what surprised Liu San was that Lu Feng didn't call anyone else and came with him alone.

Although he was a little puzzled, Liu San still chose to believe Lu Feng. After all, no matter how you looked at it, Brother Ma didn't look like a person who talked nonsense.

Not to mention that when he climbed over the wall just now, Lu Feng's hand also gave Liu San plenty of confidence.

The two quietly left the Fukuoka warehouse and followed the shadows to the oil warehouse a hundred meters away.

I saw two rows of gasoline barrels stacked in the open at the entrance of the oil warehouse.

Four or five sturdy Japanese were sitting in a small room playing cards and chatting. Their windows faced the oil warehouse.

Once there is any movement, they will be able to detect it immediately.

"There are five in the house and one over in the warehouse."

Liu San pointed to a corner of the oil warehouse, where the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't have noticed his presence.

"These devils are very cautious, and they even set up such a secret sentinel. If I hadn't been keeping an eye on him for several days, I would have almost missed him."

"Third brother, leave the things in the house to me, and leave the secret sentry to you. Is that okay?"

Lu Feng asked.

"There's no problem with me, Brother Ma. There are five people in the house, and they still have guns. What if..."

"It's okay, third brother, don't worry."

With that said, Lu Feng quietly approached the hut.

When Liu San saw this, he could only touch the secret whistle in the corner of the warehouse.

Soon, Liu San reached Anshao's side. In the darkness, he made a gesture in Lu Feng's direction.

Lu Feng burst out of the shadows and rushed straight into the hut.

Liu San also hit the flying knife and threw it at the secret sentry.

After getting rid of the secret sentry in two or two, Liu San hurried to the hut, preparing to support Lu Feng.

However, when he arrived at the door of the hut, he saw Lu Feng coming out of it.

Behind him, the bodies of the five guards showed irregular bends.

Liu San immediately stayed on the spot.

"Third brother, don't be stunned, we have to hurry up."

Lu Feng's words woke up Liu San, and then the two of them started working.

Half an hour later, Lu Feng and Liu San walked out of the Fukuoka warehouse that smelled of gasoline.

Standing at the door, Liu San took out a match and struck it on the wall.

As soon as the faint fire light came on, Liu Sanyi flicked it into the warehouse.

The fire ignited and quickly began to spread throughout the warehouse.

As for Liu San and Lu Feng, who started the fire, they have long disappeared.

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