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Chapter 245: Shanghai Storm (V) Spy Game (14)

Er Yuehong walked quickly and took advantage of the chaos inside to smoothly enter the innermost building.

There was an explosion on the stage in the front hall and a gunfight broke out in the innermost building. For a moment, the gendarmerie headquarters was in chaos.

Some of the guards rushed to the front hall, while others stayed at the innermost part.

The gunshots became louder and louder. Er Yuehong could already see three Japanese soldiers rushing quickly in one direction, and Hu Zhazha was shouting something.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned when they saw a man in costume rushing towards them.

But Er Yuehong did not give him a chance. He swung his costume to block their vision, and with a flick of the steel ball in his hand, he directly broke the larynx of the two leading Japanese soldiers.

He then picked up a Type 38 rifle and shot the remaining one in the head.

Er Yuehong hasn't killed anyone for a long time, but the reason he ranks second among the Nine Gates is definitely not because of his singing skills.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, four more guards came over from the left and pointed their rifles at him. He was startled and tried to dodge, but he didn't expect four gunshots to ring out.

The four Japanese soldiers were quickly shot through the head.

Two handsome young men walked in from outside the yard and saw Er Yuehong with disbelief on their faces.

Er Yuehong clasped his fists and bowed, without saying anything, and immediately walked up.

"February." Mingtai wanted to say something.

But Lin Nansheng stopped him and said, "We can't stay here for long. We should evacuate first."

Mingtai quickly reloaded his bullets and shook his head: "No, something must have happened here."

"There were so many Japanese just now, something big must have happened!"

"But." Lin Nansheng hesitated.

"Do you still want to hear Wang Shian's arrangements?" Mingtai followed him in without saying a word.

Lin Nansheng frowned slightly, feeling somewhat helpless towards this Military Control Commission colleague he had just met, but he still leaned against the wall to guard his retreat.

The sound of fierce gunfire was heard again from upstairs.

Bang, bang, bang!

First there were a few gunshots, and then a "boom", which seemed to be the sound of a grenade exploding.

Gurgle, a wooden-handled grenade hit the corner of the wall and bounced back, actually landing directly in front of Er Yuehong.

He reacted very quickly, dragged the body of the Japanese soldier next to him and threw it towards the grenade.

boom!
The explosion directly blew the Japanese soldier away, but the violent shock still threw Er Yuehong against the wall.

Then there was the sound of "da da da" from submachine guns upstairs. The whole building seemed to be shaking due to the sound of gunfire, whistling, scolding and screaming.

Er Yuehong quickly got up, sweat already on his forehead. Today's situation was something he had never seen in his life.

He had fought countless dangerous battles, but no matter whether it was poison, rice dumplings, traps or ghosts, none of them were as simple and deadly as the Japanese swords and guns.

But there are still gunshots upstairs, Wu Ye and the others are alive!

Er Yuehong walked without stopping until he reached the door of the outermost room on the second floor. He listened carefully and pushed the door open.

The two agents inside were destroying some documents at the moment. When they saw the door open, they looked up and were greeted by two steel balls.

"laugh"

"laugh"

There were two slight sounds, and both of them were struck between their eyebrows, with no time to dodge.

Er Yuehong immediately turned around and hid inside, closing the door and leaning against it.

In just a few breaths, a group of hurried footsteps rushed past the door.

Several people were still communicating in Japanese.

Er Yuehong only heard a few words: "It's still on the third floor", "The things are in their hands", "Call for support quickly".

Did Wu Ye and his men succeed?

When the group of people hurriedly ran down, Er Yuehong saw the opportunity and quietly opened a gap.

Seeing that most people had already run downstairs, Er Yuehong stretched out his hand as fast as lightning and dragged the last person into the room.

Ignoring the Japanese man's horrified look, the handsome man in theatrical makeup covered his mouth tightly, then calmly twisted his neck.

After a while, Er Yuehong changed into a Japanese navy blue suit, covered half of his face with a hat, and smeared the remaining half with Japanese blood to pretend that he had a facial injury.

He walked up to the third floor in such a swagger, and the entire third floor formed a U-shape, just when Er Yuehong was still observing.

A dozen Japanese guards came towards them. When they saw Er Yuehong, they were stunned for a moment and immediately bowed.

The leading guard hurriedly said, "Sir Takahashi, please evacuate this building as soon as possible. The enemy is still resisting stubbornly. Although one of them was injured, the situation is still very dangerous!"

One person was injured?!

Even as he was speaking, a dozen Japanese soldiers rushed up from downstairs. Under the command of the leading guard, they split into two groups and began to suppress the attack.

The situation became increasingly critical, and Er Yuehong became increasingly anxious.

But there was no solution here. Er Yuehong pretended to be seriously injured and leaned on a Japanese soldier. The squad leader quickly ordered: "Nakamura, quickly send Gaoqiaoge to a safe place!"

"Hey!" The soldier named Nakamura hurriedly helped Er Yuehong down.

As soon as he turned the corner, Er Yuehong twisted his fingers on his shoulder and broke the Japanese soldier's neck again.

Then Er Yuehong directly pulled the fuse of the grenade on his body.

Throw it up.

The Japanese soldiers never expected the attack to come from behind.

They were blown all over the place by a grenade. While the smoke and dust were dispersing, Er Yuehong picked up a submachine gun and fired randomly at the upstairs.

He deliberately shouted in a gruff voice: "Hold on, brothers! We're coming!"

Then the voice immediately changed to a sharp female voice: "You hold those Japanese soldiers back, we will double-team them from below!"

As expected, there was chaos up there, with words like "Bagayalumaluyelangxinei" coming one after another.

While the Japanese were still not reacting, Er Yuehong returned to the room on the second floor.

He walked to the window and looked out, but found that no one had come yet, so he immediately went upstairs.

I grabbed the window on the third floor, gently pushed it open, and saw that there was no one inside.

He deftly opened the window and fell in.

This set of movements took less than half a minute.

The Japanese soldiers upstairs seemed to be confused by the sudden attack from behind, thinking that there were really enemies surrounding them.

He began to retreat involuntarily, searching the second and first floors.

Er Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief and took a quick glance. He saw that the room on the third floor was an officers' lounge with a row of wardrobes against the wall.

Taking a closer look, he realized that someone had just entered the room and that person was bleeding.

Er Yuehong immediately walked towards the cabinet. As soon as he opened it, he found only a blood-stained shirt inside, and no one else.

Just when Er Yuehong was stunned, a bayonet pierced through the wooden board of the cabinet next to him and stabbed his throat.

Er Yuehong narrowly avoided the bayonet, grabbed the man's arm with one hand, and pulled him out of the cabinet.

When Er Yuehong saw the man's face clearly, his eyes reddened and he whispered, "Fifth Master, it's me!"

Gou Wu still wanted to resist, but when he heard Er Yuehong's voice, he felt as if all the bones in his body were pulled out, and he collapsed to the ground.

Gou Wu looked extremely miserable, with both of his eyes pierced and his left eye even picked out completely. There were gunshot and knife wounds on his chest, leg bones, and left hand.

"Second Master, you're here." It seemed as if the previous blow had drained all of Gou Wu's strength. He weakly gave Er Yuehong a bloody smile.

"What happened!" Er Yuehong asked hurriedly.

Gou Wu said angrily: "It's He Laogui and the fake devil No. 76!"

"They discovered us. Master Liu had no choice but to strike first."

"But the Japanese guards here exceeded our expectations. We could only fight and retreat, and were forced to the third floor."

"During the melee, I was separated from them. I was stabbed in the eyes by the men from No. 76, so I had no choice but to hide in this room."

Er Yuehong's mind raced. The situation was already dire. Every minute longer meant ten more Japanese soldiers. "Second Master, we've got the stuff." Gou Wu coughed up blood and pointed to the sackcloth-wrapped object beneath him.

"I can't leave, but you can. Take this and leave here."

"No!" Er Yuehong said anxiously, "If we all come together, we must leave together!"

"Second Master, you and Master Fo are both doing great things." Gou Wu placed the sackcloth in Er Yuehong's arms: "After this mission, we are all prepared to never come back."

"Hero Yan from Shaanxi saved my life. I think God wanted me to get this thing back. Now my mission is accomplished." Gou Wu laughed miserably.

"I only beg Second Master, please don't let us die in vain."

Er Yuehong's eyes turned red, and she held Gou Wu's hand, choking with sobs and unable to speak.

"Hurry up!" Gou Wu struggled to break free from Er Yuehong's hand and staggered to the door.

"Take care of yourself!"

Then, rush out the door.

Er Yuehong gritted his teeth, climbed out of the window to the second floor again, and was about to try the same trick again.

But he saw that the young man was in this room and two bodies of Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground.

"Second Master, I'll guard your retreat." Mingtai glanced at the package in Er Yuehong's hand, then immediately looked away and said as if nothing had happened.

Er Yuehong didn't know who the young man in front of him was, but at least he knew that he was on his side.

But the burden on him was too heavy, carrying the expectations of all the brothers in the Nine Gates.

He could only clasp his fists and say, "My dear little brother, I cannot express my gratitude enough."

"My brothers and I came from Changsha to take back a treasure from the Japanese. I wonder if there is any way for me to escape from here."

Mingtai nodded: "I know a way."

He also understood that every second he stayed would increase the danger.

I don’t know if Lin Nansheng is keeping an eye on my retreat.

There is still a fierce battle upstairs. Fortunately, there are too many Japanese here today and the guards can't recognize them all.

The two men changed into civilized clothes, pretended to be injured Japanese, went down the stairs from the side, and headed straight for the gate.

On the way, they stuffed pistols into several corpses.

The entire gendarmerie headquarters was still in a state of chaos, with Japanese and Japanese soldiers running around everywhere, and it was extremely chaotic.

Mingtai admired the brothers inside very much for being able to hold on until now despite being besieged by so many people.

It bought them time.

"Wait!" He quickly grabbed Er Yuehong.

A checkpoint has been set up at the door, and a group of No. 76 agents followed a group of Japanese and were checking one by one.

Mingtai thinks there is nothing wrong with him, and there is nothing wrong with his identity or motives.

But behind him is Er Yuehong, a famous actor who suddenly disappeared from the stage. Now he has changed into Japanese clothes, which is obviously a problem.

Mingtai had cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't know where that damn Lin Nansheng had run off to. If he really wanted to fight his way out, he would be too alone and weak.

As if seeing the two people standing there hesitating, a No. 76 agent walked towards them.

Er Yuehong's eyes turned cold, and he pulled out a small knife from his sleeve, ready to kill.

"Hey, why are you still here, my little master!"

Unexpectedly, the man seemed to hold Mingtai's arm very enthusiastically, which made Er Yuehong stunned and failed to take action in time.

Mingtai was also stunned. He kept trying to recall the appearance of the person in front of him, but he just couldn't remember it.

"Oh, you are so forgetful. I am Fang Jiashu from Intelligence Department No. 76. Our director and I have visited your home before." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Er Yuehong behind Mingtai.

Before Er Yuehong could respond, Fang Jiashu rushed up to him with a look of surprise and shook his hand.

"Hey, Maeda-san, long time no see. You're still as charming as ever. When did you arrive in Shanghai?"

As he was talking, Fang Jiashu led the two of them out.

To be honest, Fang Jiashu was also sweating.

He must know Mingtai, after all, Su Yalu also has Mingtai's information.

As for Er Yuehong, he had just seen with his own eyes this famous actor rush in and kill everyone.

Fang Jiashu also deliberately guided the Japanese to rush in another direction and cleaned up the traces for him.

No matter who you are, as long as you fight the Japanese, you are a good brother.

He was also worried that if these two heroes didn't react, he would be in trouble too.

Fortunately, Mingtai and Er Yuehong reacted immediately. Er Yuehong didn't speak Japanese, so he could only pretend to be arrogant and indifferent, nodded, and walked straight forward.

Mingtai immediately acted like an actor and chased after him: "Maeda-san, wait for me. I promised to take you to Nanjing Road for coffee later."

Fang Jiashu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The identity of Maeda Ryo was not something he made up casually. There was indeed a Japanese person who had some friendship with him.

And he has indeed been in Shanghai these days, and his height and body shape are pretty much the same.

Just as Fang Jiashu was about to follow the two men out of the checkpoint with a flattering look on his face, a voice suddenly called them.

"and many more."

Bi Zhongliang from the action team stopped them.

"Director Fang, these two are."

Fang Jiashu broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn, why is this poisonous snake still here?

Just as he was about to explain, Chen Shen from the action team came up to Er Yuehong with a playful look on his face, shook his hand and bowed.

Er Yuehong was actually sweating profusely. Who are these people?

"Maeda-san, I'm so sorry. I didn't want this accident to happen."

As he spoke, Chen Shen deliberately shook Er Yuehong's hand towards himself, making it look like he was shaking his hand angrily.

Er Yuehong was also smart. He snorted coldly and walked out directly.

After this happened, the military police at the door did not dare to stop them.

Just let Mingtai and Er Yuehong walk out.

"No manners at all." Chen Shen went through the whole routine, rubbed his hands, and muttered with a pout.

"This person?" Bi Zhongliang asked with narrowed eyes.

He turned and whispered in Bi Zhongliang's ear: "The one in front is the young master of the Ming family. The Japanese man behind is someone I met with Xiao Tian-san before."

"But I think it's a bit strange that he appears here." Chen Shen whispered.

He also blocked it, and could only attract Bi Zhongliang's attention to himself.

as predicted.

Bi Zhongliang's eyes turned cold: "I know it's your fault, but why don't you stop him!"

"Wait, Director Bi." Chen Shen said in a lower voice.

"This guy is in the opium business, he has connections everywhere, we can't afford to offend him."

"And don't you think he is with the young master of the Ming family?" Chen Shen deliberately said only half of the words and looked at Bi Zhongliang with a look of "you know what I mean."

Bi Zhongliang turned his face away in annoyance and didn't look at him.

I was already very upset because my long-planned plan was forcibly interrupted by the Japanese. Now I was temporarily pulled here by the Japanese to be a gatekeeper, which made me even more upset.

In his heart, he might have felt a little happy that the Japanese had arrived so early and embarrassed him.

Aren’t you Special High Police so powerful? We, No. 76, can’t even enter the inner courtyard. If something goes wrong, you can’t blame us.

(End of this chapter)