Night shrouds the streets of Shanghai's Hongkou District. In the dim light, the sidewalk is lined with hurried pedestrians. A few ** people with heavy makeup stood on the side, bored looking at the passing crowd.

At such a time, there should be no big customers to look forward to, which also makes them a little disheartened.

Sadly, however, if they don't "work" tonight. So where tomorrow's meal will be is still a question.

The Great Shanghai is the cruel Great Shanghai, which does not feed the honest people, nor the good-hearted people. The originally fierce commercial and industrial competition will eliminate every loser. But in China, the best entrepreneurs, industrialists and politicians are not picked here.

In a society where there is no rule of law and no fairness, only rogue tycoons like Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng, and Zhang Xiaolin will be selected.

"There are so few people here today!"

"Let's go back too, I'm afraid of stripped pigs!"

"Stripping pigs" is a popular word in Shanghai at this time, and there are many Taoist characters who will be in the middle of the night. Strip those opium boys who smoke in the dark, or gamblers who gamble with a full load, and strip their clothes all over.

Of course, this is not to make them change their ways, such a means is just to make two money to spend.

The night is deeper, ** with the back of their hands to block their own wide open, yawning mouth "a ~ book" read "K 淙 Huang 听堑 which resist the release of the resistance to the release of the resistance to the rank of the discharge, the thumb leaning on the fishy shrugged protection × the core of the the cold falcon hurriedly swaying the village of the model of the village.

But they still hope that tonight, there will not be a little bit of gain.

At this time, with the sound of hooves on the road, it brought them some hope. One by one, they came out of the dark corners of the road and onto the road.

To their particular delight, the two carriages, one after the other, seemed to have the intention of stopping.

The driver in the carriage, wearing a top hat and a shawl, could not see his face clearly.

But the ** people are still screaming, although the people who can afford to sit in such a carriage will not care about them like **, but maybe the coachman will have some needs?

"Look here, sir, it's cheap......"

To their disappointment, the vehicles were parked in front of the Japanese smoke booth. They didn't dare to go over to solicit customers, because the Japanese people there, if they saw them, might come out and arrest them. Not only did they not give money, but they were tortured to death if they didn't get it right.

Some people got out of the car, wearing top hats and suits. One by one, they walked up the stairs to the smoke house.

"Hmph, dead opium boy, be careful if you are smoked to death!"

** They scolded one by one, showing resentment that it seemed impossible to attract guests.

However, they were relatively far away and the lights were dim, so they couldn't see what was going on.

The one walking in front was Tang Yunyang, carrying his M1911 on the silencer in his back hand. At the door are two boys dressed in traditional Japanese costumes, bowing vigorously to welcome them. Inside the gate, there are several Japanese women dressed in fancy clothes.

Probably they are the ones outside, the reason for the bad business.

When Tang Yunyang walked in in a big way, the two boys at the door saw the gun in his hand, and they were about to open their mouths to scream, but they were already shot in the head by the person behind them, and they fell to the ground softly.

When the Japanese women at the door saw this scene, they opened their petite red lips one by one and screamed desperately.

"Shut up!"

The gun in Tang Yunyang's hand was raised and dangled in front of them, and they closed their mouths one by one. Behind Tang Yunyang were men wearing black masks and holding submachine guns in their hands.

The leader is the real special forces under Tang Yunyang, followed by the new local "guys".

It was about the first time they had seen such a blatant killing, and their eyes that were only exposed by their black hoods also showed a bit of panic.

The sound of a submachine gun firing sounded like the sound of water boiling while sitting on a stove. They cleaned up the rather tastefully decorated cubicles with sliding doors.

Often, as the door opens, they see scenes of unsightly images. There are all kinds of disgusting toys such as bathing, counting p, binding, dripping wax, and enemas.

People who have inhaled enough smoke paste are desolate, and here, it provides them with the most perfect desolate place.

Unfortunately, their dream of intoxication was shattered, and the black-hooded men looked fierce and vicious, and did not take human life seriously. It is enough to make these, in the smoke of the people who have lost their minds, afraid.

As I walked in, I was alarmed by more Japanese lang people who were watching the scene here. Some of them had to carry Japanese swords, and some of them had to carry pistols. However, they were faced with the special forces of the French intelligence agencies, which were no match for them, and the result of the brazen challenge was just a few more brutal corpses on the floor.

And the deterrent effect of the corpses is enough to make the people who have fun here obedient. One by one, they didn't care to hide their white and slippery bodies, lying on the ground with their heads in their hands as required, and their heads were covered with black cloths.

Naturally, Tang Yunyang didn't have to ask about these trivial matters personally, and naturally there was a whole team of special forces who did a very good job. Behind him was the thief Ah Qi, who carefully held a heavily wrapped bottle containing nitroglycerin, a trick specially designed to deal with the safe.

At the same time, in the judo dojo in the next room, a massacre was also unfolded. Unlike in the smoke house here, the purpose here is to kill people, so put a tear gas bomb in every house. Then, without waiting for the people inside to cough, he swept through the thin sliding door, and the battle was resolved.

Of course, some people say what will happen if such a means leaks one or two, it doesn't matter, and the final cleaning of the battlefield is timed incendiary bombs.

Thinking about this matter in Tang Yunyang's heart, since it is a Japanese field, it is useless to keep it, so simply kill all the people, and the house will be burned down, and it will save you from running out of the house.

Therefore, in the judo gym that was attacked, blood was splashed, and no one could escape. Soon, the team that broke through the front and rear doors began to install timed incendiary bombs.

Almost at the same time as it was finished, the shouting in the smoke house here had already alarmed the people nearby. Including the group of ** who waited on the side of the street for half the night and didn't wait for anything. One by one, they stopped on the opposite street, looking at each other in the distance.

It may be that the Japanese who usually watch the scene here are too fierce, so although there is quite a lot of noise in the smoke house, no one dares to come. And there is no special sound in it, except for the crying and screaming of the smokers who are full of smoke.

The sound of firing with a muffler installed is inaudible to people outside.

While others were robbing the customers outside, Tang Yunyang took the thief Ah Qi to find the shopkeeper here. This guy is a typical Japanese, with a Rendanhu, and at first he has a fierce face with a few bodyguards.

"What a job!"

Don't say it, this kind of Japanese language rests in the ears of the little thief Ah Qi, and it really works. Probably because it was natural to get used to it, as soon as he saw the Japanese shopkeeper and the bodyguards beside him, the thief Ah Qi was short, and he planned to slip away.

Tang Yunyang stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck.

"Thief, fuck you, grandpa kills people!"

With a shout from Tang Yunyang's mouth, the submachine gun in his hand had already swept over. With just a few shots, he killed all the bodyguards who had just pulled out their guns and didn't understand what was going on. By the way, he also injured the Japanese boss's raw leg, saving the kid from running away, and no one opened the safe.

"Thief, where is the safe?"

Tang Yunyang came to the side of the Japanese boss who was lying on the ground howling, and the leg of leather shoes stepped on one of his fingers, twisting it vigorously.

"Ah......h

The screaming boss stretched out another good hand and pointed to a painting on the wall.

"Open the safe, hurry up!"

As the thief Ah Qi found the safe behind the painting, Tang Yunyang spared his fingers, after all, if he stepped on it all, what would he use to open the safe. But he picked up his ear again, and because the Japanese boss didn't get up in time, one ear was torn off.

This time, when Tang Yunyang went to grab the other ear, the Japanese boss learned well. I didn't care about the injury on my other leg, so I limped to open the safe for them.

When the Japanese boss opened the safe, Tang Yunyang whistled. Feelings, these devils also like gold. In his safe, there were not only gold, dollars, pounds, but also large bags of silver dollars, and of course more worthless copper dollars.

"***, how much money do you use opium to cheat us in China, you **. Ah Qi, kill this kid! ”

As soon as Tang Yunyang's words came out, the thief Ah Qi understood that he would never be able to leave this group of bold and reckless people this time. If you really want to leave them, you can't run a mile in Shanghai, and you have to be killed.

In desperation, the thief Ah Qi shot the head of the owner of the Japanese big smoke house and pulled the trigger.

"Poof!"

With the sound of mute gunshots, the head of the Japanese boss was like a watermelon, splashing a large cloud of blood. Looking at the boss's fallen corpse, the thief Ah Qi was stupid for a while.

"I'm considered a murderer?"

"Boy, killing a Japanese is not murder, don't be stupid there, come and carry the money!"

As a result, Tang Yunyang's words with psychological hints immediately reminded the thief Ah Qi of the bad things that these Japanese had done in the past, and his heart immediately calmed down.

"That's right, what is it to kill a few Japanese, to prevent Lao Tzu from getting rich, he will be damned!"