After the two magazines were finished, Fu Xiaoan and Oda Kazuo had become two bloody men and had no reaction at all.

If you don’t die, I will lose!

Fang Buwei sneered.

He didn't expect that after killing Fu Xiao'an, he would be able to add more people.

What a pity, I still didn't wait for Fujita or Iwai Hideichi.

Fang Buwei was wearing a sniper lens and enjoying his masterpiece.

With a "bang", a cloud of dust splashed on the wall less than a foot away from his head.

Fang Buwei lowered his head suddenly.

"Papa...swoosh..." Countless bullets either hit the wall of the dome or flew past the window.

If you slow down a little, you will be opened.

His heart jumped "bang bang".

Why did the Japanese soldiers react so quickly?

Just look at the marks of the bullets hitting the wall of the dome, you will know that this was a gun fired in the direction of the Japanese consulate.

It was a little bit short and I was left here.

Fang Buwei was scared and sweated.

He leaned his waist and helped two runs. A fish jumped out of the window south of the dome.

The wind along the south of the river was faintly mixed with the shouts of Japanese people:

“In Yifeng Building…”

“On the roof…”

If I can catch up, I will lose!

Fang Buwei snorted coldly, and ran to the southeast corner of the roof like a squirm of smoke.

The roll of nylon rope was tied to the corridor column here.

Fang Buwei grabbed the rope and jumped down.

The crowds are still densely packed downstairs, constantly magnifying in Fang Buwei's eyes.

“Login…”

A slight sound was like the string of the guzheng was pulled, and the rope was suddenly tightened, and Fang Buwei's body crashed into a window on the second floor.

He opened his legs slightly and stuck to the window, preventing his body from rushing in, then loosened the rope and climbed onto the windowsill with both hands.

"Spang..."

Like a monkey, Fang Buwei slid to the ground with his limbs clamped with the corners of the wall.

From the time he jumped to the dome and then to the time he jumped down the stairs, the whole process took less than twenty seconds.

At this time, the fastest Japanese had just rushed out of the consulate's yard.

"Borrow it!" Fang Buwei lifted the collar of the coat and lit up the grenade inside.

"Ah...bomb..."

"Grenade..."

Just now, the passers-by were so surprised that they instantly hugged their heads, and all the birds and beasts scattered.

Fang Bu Bu is driving the long road, and he runs wildly against the river wind.

Two minutes later, Fang Buwei had already run a kilometer, and Japanese people rushed to the door of Yifeng Building.

"Hurry, hurry up... and surround it... not one can be let go..." A Japanese Nakasa shouted loudly.

Teams of Japanese soldiers rushed into the building.

Two Indian security guards just came over and saw two gun stocks facing each other.

Seeing two Indians tangled heads and blood on their faces, a Chinese man in his thirties who was walking towards the Japanese with excitement on his face, subconsciously stopped.

Are the Japanese crazy? Why do you hit people without saying a word?

This is a great reward, and it is not worth it to eat two stocks...

The man saw Fang Buwei jumping down from the building with his own eyes, illuminated the grenade, and ran south again.

He was originally going to report the news, but when he saw the Japanese's fierce appearance, he was frightened again.

The Japanese did not expect that their stupid behavior would buy the murderer a lot of time.

When the Japanese knew that someone had flew down from the roof and had already run away, it was almost ten minutes later.

"Have you seen a man in a coat..."

"Where did you go..."

The Japanese chased them along the riverside, arrested them when they saw them, and asked them when they saw them.

"Your Excellency, look..."

When the Japanese soldiers shouted loudly.

The master who was chasing people turned his head and saw something with a big bag floating down the river.

It seems to be a coat.

"Catch it!" At the command of the master, two Japanese soldiers who were good at water jumped into the river and fished their coats up.

There was a grenade hanging suddenly at the position of the inner lining pocket.

Did the murderer jump into the river and abandoned it because he thought the coat was too heavy and affected the swimming water?

It is also not certainly the murderer's plan to leave the mountain.

"You go and find Your Excellency Kimura, tell him the situation, and ask him to send a warship to search the river... others, search up the riverside, pay attention to the water..."

The grandson gave the order loudly.

Several teams of Japanese soldiers followed the riverside and chased after them in a mighty manner.

At this time, Fang Buwei was sitting in the Shanghai Chenghuang Temple, eating soup dumplings.

People are iron, and food is steel. If you don’t eat for a meal, you will be hungry.

What's more, it's been a day and a night.

After a day of blew the river breeze, Fang Buwei's chest, who was already hungry, was touched to his back.

The suit and coat on his body had long disappeared. At this time, Fang Buwei was wearing a blue shirt, glasses, and a middle-parted hair, dressed like a typical intellectual.

He bought clothes, shoes, and the yellow leather bags he had when he arrived at the Chenghuang Temple.

The makeup on her face still did not change, she still looked like she was in her forties, but the Bazihu ​​turned into a small beard.

Very comfortable...

After taking the last bite of hot soup, Fang Buwei burped.

"Boss, check out!"

"Okay!"

The owner of the soup bakery shop secretly admired him, walked up quickly, and took the coin handed over by Fang Buwei.

This guest, less than five minutes after entering the door, he got a stomachache of three-tray buns, and he was quick and able to eat...

The boss would never have thought that he was the third place this customer had eaten.

It is estimated that the Japanese will find the nearby area soon, so Fang Buwei brought up his briefcase and followed the crowds and left the City God Temple.

The City God Temple is also by the river, only two kilometers away from Yifeng Building.

Sure enough, as soon as he left the City God Temple, Fang Buwei heard the clamoring sounds coming from the riverside, mixed with the shouts of Japanese people.

The Japanese blatantly sent troops into the public concession to search, and had already violated the "Shanghai Concession Public Treaty" signed with various countries when they occupied Shanghai. It seemed that they were already angry.

It's not surprising to think about it.

Fu Xiao'an was actually killed in the Japanese consulate?

Next, will the one who was assassinated be Iwai Hideichi?

From now on, will the foreign affairs leaders, troops and generals of each division in each Japanese war zone dare to come to Shanghai or to the embassy?

This is no longer a slap in the Japanese in the face, but a serious threat to the lives of senior Japanese officials in China.

Even if the public concession is pushed to the sky, the assassin must be turned out.

The Japanese Navy dispatched eight warships, four of which went up along Huangpu and searched closely. The other four were parked side by side one kilometer below the Suzhou River estuary, forming a row, blocking the entire river surface and getting off the net.

This is to prevent the assassin from jumping into the river and diving along the river.

The entire Yifeng Building was surrounded. Regardless of men, women, young and old, British, Chinese, Indian, were all driven to the hall by Japanese soldiers and kneeled on the floor.

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Chapter completed!