As soon as he got off the car, Lei Zhen's eyes skipped the passengers who were traveling back and forth in the square and fell directly to those who were holding something that might be a photo in their hands. They kept wandering inside and outside the train station like a hunting dog, faintly blocking the entire train station's figures.

With the most plain expression on his face, Lei Zhen called out to a newspaper boy who had passed by him, and used a small bill to exchange it from his hand for a "Shanghai Declaration" printed that morning. He naturally opened the newspaper, and isolated their eyes from the newspaper before attracting the attention of the agents.

After sitting back in the car, Lei Zhen glanced at the watch given to him by his master Xie Jinyuan on his wrist. It was now 9:40, and it has only been a few hours since the explosion attack in the lonely military camp.

After a moment of silence, Lei Zhen took out the train tickets he had prepared from his pocket, slowly tore them into pieces, and whispered: "Remove!"

Perhaps the target of these people is not the teacher's wife Ling Weicheng, but Lei Zhen dared not take this risk.

Shanghai is a city with convenient water transportation, with large and small docks. A large number of goods are transported from all over the world to Shanghai every day. At the same time, a large number of Chinese antiques, silver, and even women and children are smuggled to all parts of the world every day.

It is through such comings and goings that Shanghai becomes increasingly prosperous and beautiful.

And it was on this morning that some strange figures appeared in every port in Shanghai.

After being in the world for eighty or nine years, he has known all the big and small gangs in Shanghai. Recently, Zhang Cheng, who often gathered with the docks to gamble at the docks, saw through these strangers who suddenly appeared in the port at a glance, "They are Zhang Xiaolin's subordinates!"

When everyone in the car frowned when they heard the name Zhang Xiaolin.

Whether it is a famous family or a common man, as long as he makes a living in Shanghai, no one will not know the three giants of the gangs in Shanghai.

These three giants are Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin. There are also a few familiar rumors circulating in Shanghai: Huang Jinrong loves money, Zhang Xiaolin can fight, and Du Yuesheng can be a human being.

Huang Jinrong was a policeman in the French Concession. He used his powers and convenience to smuggle opium, relying on this method of making money from the living dead. He accumulated the first pot of gold in his career.

Later, Huang Jinrong joined the Qing Gang. With the Qing Gang's support, he could only use unfathomable strength to support him. With his shrewd business mind and versatile style, he gradually became the most important tycoon in Shanghai.

After the fall of Shanghai, Huang Jinrong was old and was unwilling to leave Shanghai and bumpy everywhere. However, he was unwilling to lose his festive life in his old age and become a traitor. He simply washed his hands and said that he had retired due to illness. From then on, he was only indifferent to the world and was considered a purity.

Du Yuesheng was patriotic and actively supported the national army in the war of resistance. When the National Army was forced to retreat westward at the end of the Battle of Shanghai, Du Yuesheng once organized thousands of disciples of the Qing Gang.

He distributed weapons to them based on various favorable terrains, resisted the Japanese army step by step, and covered the retreat of the main force of the National Army. After the fall of Shanghai, he moved to Hong Kong and was still actively working for the War of Resistance.

As Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng, he is known as Zhang Xiaolin, the three tycoons in Shanghai. There is also a nickname called "Three Colors Tycoon". These three colors are black, white and yellow.

Black refers to Zhang Xiaolin selling opium and opening an underground tobacco shop privately; Huang refers to Zhang Xiaolin opening a brothel to force good men to become prostitutes; while Bai refers to Zhang Xiaolin actively participating in the suppression of the workers' movement by the military government. During the April 12th incident, Zhang Xiaolin personally led his disciples to dress up as the Shanghai workers' inspection team.

The assassination of the leader of the workers' movement was due to his "excellent" performance and his "loyalty" to the National Government that he was awarded the Major General rank by the National Government.

After the fall of Shanghai, Huang Jinrong retired and Du Yuesheng moved to Hong Kong. Without the power to restrain and confrontation, Zhang Xiaolin has firmly been in the leading position of the Shanghai Gang. But at the same time.

This "three-color tycoon" also became the only traitor among the three tycoons in Shanghai who defected to the Japanese and served for the Wang Puppet Government!

Zhang Xiaolin's disciples and gangs that were large and small that were affiliated with him.

He also became a lackey in his hands who could use it at any time to waving flags and shouting for the Japanese! They appeared in ports and docks in Shanghai, which was enough to indicate that they received orders from the Japanese to prevent the target from withdrawing from Shanghai through water!

After carefully looking at the gang members on the dock, Zhang Cheng's eyes finally fell on a man sitting under the pergola and wearing a silk shirt, "That man is called Lao Shuqiang, I have dealt with him!"

Seeing Lei Zhen nodding slightly, Zhang Cheng walked out of the car. After a while, Zhang Cheng quickly returned to the car and had two more photos in his hand.

These two photos are from Lei Zhen and the other is from his master's wife Ling Weicheng.

"Zhang Xiaolin issued a reward order to each gang. He found that the people in the photo provided information and confirmed that he could get a bonus of 10,000 yuan; if he could directly capture or kill any of the targets, he could get a bonus of 100,000 yuan!"

Hearing such a bonus, everyone in the car gasped, and even the knowledgeable Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown.

"I have also heard of the man Mouse Qiang. He is famous for plucking his hair when he gets cheaper and will never let him go. If I was not wrong, he told Zhang Cheng that the amount of the bounty he had given may have been given a considerable discount."

Luo Sanpao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, snorted: "No matter it is 100,000, 150,000 or even 200,000, this sky-high reward amount is enough to make gangs of all sizes in Shanghai crazy. In addition, Zhang Xiaolin was fueling the fire behind the scenes, so it is impossible to go on the water!"

Everyone nodded repeatedly. Those who had close contact with the Qing Gang knew clearly that Zhang Xiaolin, who had no longer received the contract in Shanghai and had received support from the Wang Puppet Government and the Japanese military, had such terrible potential!

Looking at the two photos in my hand that had been copied, and had almost sprinkled in every corner of the beach, Lei Zhendi's eyes narrowed dangerously.

What Lei Zhen cares about is not Zhang Xiaolin, who has a strong position in Shanghai, who is more important than the world.

As the saying goes, those who have attained enlightenment will have many helpers, while those who have lost their power will have few helpers. Even if they are at the moment of attaining power, they will really be like echoing the sky and being arrogant, but this cannot change the final outcome of a traitor who betrays his ancestors and violates the bottom line of a national taboo.

What Lei Zhen cares about is time!

Six hours!

From the bombing in the lonely military camp to the present, it has only been six hours. Faced with the severe condemnation of the Ministry of Industry, the surging feelings of citizens from all walks of life in Shanghai, and the pressure of public opinion from countries around the world, the Japanese intelligence department was able to reason about the truth of the incident in such a short time and take countermeasures.

Don’t talk about the strategic departments of the state machine, don’t talk about their huge and detailed intelligence network and tactile nerves, their reaction speed... is a little too fast!

Lei Zhen looked through the glass window of the car, looking at the port blocked by the gang members, looking at the hazy sky above his head, feeling the heavy pressure before the storm, he gently exhaled a breath in his chest.

Whether it is the agents who did not hide their strong military temperament at all, or the Shanghai Gang members who blocked all the docks and ports in a big way, or the almost weird bounty amount and how many copies God knows have printed, almost sent photos that are sent whenever they see people, every point, every item, and every scene is so unconcealed and even arrogant, as if they are shouting at Lei Zhen: "I can see clearly with my eyes wide open, I have seen through your abacus!"

"He put forward such a huge formation not to show off to me the powerful power he could use, but to put pressure on me to try to undermine my self-confidence. In the case of emotional disorders, he made irreparable mistakes! He blocked sea routes and railways, which forced us to choose the land route that he could not completely block, but was the easiest to start chasing! When I left Shanghai by land with a helpless mentality, he had already won the first game in psychological warfare!"

Thinking of this, a clear word suddenly rose in Lei Zhen's heart... "Strong enemy!"

A young soldier who is young and energetic, but has enough pride and capital, and can get the full support of Japanese intelligence agencies and military departments!

The reason for supporting Lei Zhen to make such a judgment is very simple. Everyone who is proficient in the art of command will integrate their own personality into it and form a unique command style.

If it wasn't young and vigorous, if it wasn't for having extraordinary confidence and decisiveness, if it wasn't for the unique sharpness and ostentation of young people, how could this enemy who had never met and didn't even know his name, see through his plan in such a short time and make the most fierce, ostentatious, and even the most unscrupulous counterattack?

"Let's go by land!"

After making a judgment, Lei Zhen gently stroked the British revolver hidden under his clothes. The members of the Shanghai Gang seemed to have only accommodated six bullets in this kind of bullet cabin, with limited range and limited firepower, and the bullet's instant stagnation power. The only advantage is that it has a special liking for easy carrying weapons.
Chapter completed!