More than a dozen devils instantly froze in place, not daring to shoot, not even daring to run.

Why don't you dare to shoot? The reason is very simple, kill the Chinese in front of him, the cigarette in his mouth will definitely fall to the ground, it will definitely ignite the diesel flowing on the ground, and then it will detonate the mountains of oil in the warehouse, and then it will detonate the entire Jiangwan yard.

So you don't have to run, how fast can you run?

The devil lieutenant who led the team took a deep breath, lest Song Shunhao be impulsive, and even threw the southern-style pistol he was holding on the ground, and then raised his hands high, and said with a smile in stiff Mandarin: "This, bit, brother, hold back your impulse, let, we have something to say, something to say." ”

Song Shunhao didn't rush to ignite the fire, the reason was very simple, he was worried that Yan Ling and Fang Jianwei hadn't run far yet, and if they detonated the entire yard too early, they might cause accidental injuries.

At that moment, Song Shunhao raised the cigarette box in his hand and said with a smile: "Why don't you have one?" ”

The devil's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "If you want it, please give me a cigarette." ”

After speaking, the second lieutenant of the devil raised his hands and walked towards Song Shunhao step by step.

The dozen or so devil soldiers behind the devil lieutenant were motionless like wooden people.

The corners of Song Shunhao's mouth hooked up a cold smile, the intention of the devil lieutenant, he could think of it with his toes, it was nothing more than wanting to bully his side, and then press down the cigarette.

However, Song Soon-ho did not intend to stop it at all.

Even if this devil ensign is a judo ten-dan, Song Shunhao is confident enough to flick the cigarette butt to the ground before he is controlled, so why worry?

In this prosperous world, it would be good to stay even for a few more moments.

Although the distance was close, it still took more than ten seconds for the devil lieutenant to finally walk to Song Shunhao.

Then, the devil lieutenant pounced over, opened his hands to snatch the cigarette from Song Shunhao's hand, and almost at the same time, the dozen devil infantry dozens of meters away also rushed over.

Song Shunhao smiled abruptly, and slashed his backhand knife on the right neck of the devil lieutenant, and the devil lieutenant didn't have time to dodge at all, and immediately collapsed to the ground with a whimper.

Then, Song Shunhao grinned at the dozen or so devils who rushed over.

Dog's day little devils, let me die, give me all the funeral!

The next moment, Song Shunhao took the cigarette butt from his mouth and flicked it lightly.

The cigarette butt made a graceful arc in the air, flew out for several meters, and then fell to the ground.

In the next moment, a faint blue flame that was barely visible to the naked eye rose from the cigarette butt, and then this dark blue flame spread violently.

Seeing this scene, more than a dozen devil soldiers who pounced on him turned around and ran.

Looking at the dozen devils who turned around and ran away, Song Shunhao smiled contemptuously, it's all this time, and you still want to run?

A few seconds later, the flames had already spread to the entire warehouse, and the mountain of oil drums in the warehouse also began to burn, and suddenly, Song Shunhao seemed to have returned to the Jingwu Society.

The master who had just arrived in Shanghai was taking their brothers and sisters to practice martial arts.

A slight smile appeared on Song Shunhao's face.

"Master, second senior brother, farewell!"

"Senior brother, I'm here to accompany you!"

Outside the yard, Fang Jianwei, Yan Ling, and more than 100 members of the Military Command Hurricane Team were rushing westward.

In this operation, Fang Jianwei made very thorough preparations, not only through Pan Ren, at a great price, from the hands of the 13th Army Headquarters of the 15th Wing, but also carefully planned the retreat and transfer route after the operation.

Since Jiangwan is far away from the city, separated by Hongkou, Yangtongpu and Suzhou Creek, the Japanese military police and infantry in Shanghai will have enough time to react.

So they could only retreat to the west, and when they reached the outskirts, they broke into pieces and got out separately.

After arriving at the first intersection, Fang Jianwei waved his hand, and the more than 100 team members who followed behind him immediately divided into two groups, one group continued to follow Fang Jianwei to the west, and the other group went straight to the north.

After running for a short distance, I soon came to the second junction.

Fang Jianwei turned around in a frenzy, and was about to talk to Yan Ling when a loud bang suddenly sounded behind him.

Looking back quickly, he saw that a huge dark red flame had risen in the direction of the yard, and then this dark red flame spread violently, turning into a huge shock wave!

A circle of white air waves visible to the naked eye invaded in an instant!

Fang Jianwei, Yan Ling, and more than 50 team members who followed behind them involuntarily flew into the air, like a kite with a broken string tumbling and flying forward.

flew out for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.

Yan Ling even hit the wall, and then slipped to the ground against the wall, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

At this time, a huge explosion rumbled, and at the same time, with the violent tremor of the ground, the brick houses on the street fell one by one.

Fang Jianwei happened to be under the eaves.

Seeing the house above his head fall down, Fang Jianwei snorted, hurriedly rolled on the ground a few times, and finally escaped to a safe distance before the house fell, and then turned around, only to see that the house had fallen down with a bang, and several broken bricks instantly splashed out and hit Fang Jianwei's body, and the smoke and dust that diffused his whole person smoked his whole face into a white face.

After more than ten seconds, Fang Jianwei finally came back to his senses from dizziness, shook his head, got up, and looked around again, only to see that several team members had been buried in the ruins of the house, and most of the other team members were lying on the ground, and none of them could still stand in place.

"Save people, save people!"

Fang Jianwei shouted, and rushed into the ruins to dig people like crazy.

Yan Ling and the other team members also rushed up to rescue together.

The first member of the ambush team quickly dug it up, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Abe Kamiji.

Abe's eyes were wide and motionless, Fang Jianwei reached out and found that he was out of breath.

"Abe!" Seeing this, Fang Jianwei hurriedly put his left hand on Abe's chest, and then picked up his right fist and slammed it on his left hand one after another, making a bang.

After smashing a dozen punches, Abe Kamiji suddenly let out a ho sound.

Immediately after, Abe Kamiji coughed violently, coughing up tears and exchanging tears.

Fang Jianwei grinned, and then turned around to rescue the other team members.

It's a pity that in the end, there were still two team members who couldn't be saved and died.

Seeing that time was running out, Fang Jianwei could only hold tears in his eyes and ordered the remaining 50 or so team members to be transferred separately, and even the bodies of the two team members who died could not be brought back.