Chapter 12: Ping An Street Coincidentally Meets Colorful Butterfly
"Okay, let's talk about it here. If Hashimoto Tai-kun finds out about this, our three brothers will never have the chance to eat beef noodles here again!" The puppet soldier on the left looked timid.
, I dare not discuss this matter too much.
"Look at your timid look!" The bearded man sneered, as if he didn't take it seriously, "You two may not know, Hashimoto Tai-kun is most afraid that others won't know about this!"
"What do you mean?" The puppet soldier on the left looked at the bearded man in confusion, with confusion and confusion written all over his face.
"What can we brothers say about you with your stubborn head? Hashimoto Tai-kun wants to spread this news just to let the people in Chongqing know, lure them to rob people, and then catch them all!"
"The puppet soldier on the right immediately explained to the puppet soldier on the left, as if he had seen through everything.
But when he got to the point, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being overheard.
"Okay, this can be regarded as indirectly adding fuel to the flames to Hashimoto Tai-kun. Maybe you and my three brothers will also take credit for it after it is completed!" The bearded man said immediately after hearing this, and then turned around and shouted over there.
, "Where's our noodles? Hurry up!"
Wang Si seemed not very interested in the news and continued to observe the situation on the street as if nothing had happened.
That woman from Chongqing didn't have any friendship with him, so he didn't have to take risks for her. Besides, people in Chongqing weren't all fools. How could they be fooled so easily?
Compared with the matter of killing Wang Fushun, he was naturally more interested in his own affairs. At this moment, he had no intention of continuing to sit in the noodle shop.
At this moment, he stood up, picked up the bamboo tube, and walked towards the unbearable streets. He had to conduct a thorough reconnaissance for his actions.
When he was walking towards the Military Police Headquarters, he found several dark figures suddenly appearing in the opposite corner. Out of curiosity, Wang Si followed them to check what was going on.
Wang Si hid around a corner, leaning against the wall slightly and leaning his head to look ahead. Only then did he realize that five or six people had gathered at the end of the alley.
"How's the situation?" At this time, a man wearing a windbreaker and a top hat took off his sunglasses and looked at the men in black suits who had just passed by and asked.
As soon as the man took off his glasses, Wang Si immediately remembered the scene when Jiang Caidi took him to the back of the Shen family yard. Wasn't this man the one who was called the team leader and insisted on killing him?
Wang Si could see clearly. He almost died in the hands of this man. Even if the man turned into ashes, there was no way he wouldn't recognize him.
"I figured it out. No. 7 is being held in the gendarmerie prison. However, the gendarmerie is heavily guarded. It's difficult for our agents to get close to him and it's hard to make a move. However, old Japanese Hashimoto has posted an execution notice and will pass by at three o'clock in the afternoon.
There are many restaurants in this area on Ping'an Street, and the personnel are responsible. We blend in with the crowd, so I believe it won't be difficult to rescue No. 7!"
The person who spoke was Mantou. This man had taken a knife and threatened to help Jiang Caidie kill Wang Si. Although Wang Si had not seen this man's face, he would never forget this voice in his life.
"The bureau chief said that no matter who it is that hinders us from completing the task of seizing documents from the Japanese, we can get rid of them first, and No. 7 is no exception!" The team leader looked as cold as ice.
"What does the team leader mean?" Mantou was a little confused and looked at the team leader's cold face with doubts on his face.
"No. 7 has mastered too many secrets of our action team. Once she cannot withstand the torture of the Japanese and reveals the secrets of the organization, we will all be in trouble. Instead of taking the risk of rescuing No. 7 and causing our plan to seize the documents to fail, it would be better if we
Cut the knot with a sharp knife to avoid future troubles!" The team leader said this without any hesitation.
"Yes! Then let's follow the original plan and start on Ping'an Street!" After hearing this, Mantou understood what the team leader meant and said immediately.
"Get ready immediately!" After the team leader said that, he led everyone out of the other exit of the alley. It looked like they were very anxious.
Wang Si didn’t understand why they treated his own people like this? But judging from the attitude of the other party, these people were ruthless and they must not be good people. Fortunately, he was not successfully introduced by Jiang Caidi to join this so-called organization.
, otherwise it will be too late to regret it now.
After sighing, Wang Si left the alley and continued to search for Wang Fushun's whereabouts. No matter what, he had to kill Wang Fushun this time.
You must know that this is his third operation. If it fails again, he will not have the face to go back to Xiaowangzhuang and face the villagers who are sleeping underground.
But Wang Fushun seemed to have disappeared from the world. He investigated and researched several places where Wang Fushun frequented, but there was no trace of Wang Fushun.
Just when he was unable to find Wang Fushun, a Japanese car suddenly came slowly from the east to the west, led by a group of Japanese military police.
The car was filled with Japanese soldiers. They held a woman in front who had been beaten to pieces. The woman covered in blood and dirt still raised her head and looked at the people watching in the restaurants on both sides. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.
Not coming out.
At this moment, she was so weak from being tortured by the little devils that she could not do anything except open her eyes in ragged clothes.
Only then did Wang Si realize that he had arrived at Ping'an Street without knowing it, and the time at this moment was just around three o'clock.
The person being escorted in the Japanese car was none other than the Chongqing agent mentioned by the three puppet soldiers. He was also the No. 7 who was the leader of the action team who threatened to cut off the mess quickly.
But what Wang Si saw in front of him was neither the Chongqing agent nor the No. 7 mentioned by the operations leader, but Jiang Caidi, who had let him go privately under the order of the team leader.
He didn't know why Jiang Caidi was caught by the Japs, and he didn't know why the action team couldn't take a risk for her to rescue her from prison, but he knew that he could no longer sit idly by.
Jiang Caidi saved his life and encouraged him to learn his skills and come back to avenge his enemies. There was no way he could repay this kind of kindness.
Therefore, he immediately put aside the matter of searching for Wang Fushun, took advantage of the chaos of the crowd to open his bamboo tube, took out the rifle with only five bullets left, and held it tightly in his hand, ready to take action at any time.
But before he could take action, he heard the sound of gunshots from the second floor of a restaurant. It was a continuous-fire standard long gun. It fired a large number of bullets with a loud clatter, and it was quite powerful.
This should be the gun of the action team. It seems that they really intend to kill people and silence them, and they have already taken action first.
Chapter completed!