"The killers of Skynet, the boxes full of newspapers, and the three adjutants of the Kwantung Army, what does all this mean? Where is the devil who really transports secrets? Gao Dong felt a tingling on his scalp, the devil created such a treacherous incident, which made Gao Dong realize that the things transported by the little devil must be very important.

At this moment, several people in the distance rushed towards this place quickly. Gao Dong and the others turned their heads to look, only to see Guan Lie running first, panting, sweating profusely, and looking quite anxious.

"We've been fooled!" Before he could get closer, Guan Lie's cry came from afar.

"I know!" Gao Dong helplessly pointed to the corpse on the ground: "The devil deceived us all." ”

"No, no, not all of them. They have not deceived the Kuomintang people, and the devils who really transported secrets have already been targeted to death by the Kuomintang people, who entered Shanghai by sea and were targeted by the military-unification people after leaving the dock. The Kuomintang has chosen to do it in the city, and we must hurry, otherwise, this important secret may belong to the Kuomintang! Guan Lie shouted.

Gao Dong's nerves immediately tensed, the secret hidden by the Japanese such a carefully arranged transportation is definitely beyond everyone's imagination, and it can only be described by the word earth-shattering. Now that the Kuomintang-Party has torn its face with them, future war is absolutely inevitable. At such times, the secret must not be given to the Japanese.

"Let's go, go to town! We must not allow that secret to fall into the hands of the Kuomintang! Gao Dong stomped his feet and led everyone forward.

Night finally fell, and Shanghai, the pearl of the Orient, was once again noisy. Wu Nong's soft words wafted through the streets, and the smell of snacks filled the streets. The whole city is waiting for the splendor, and the upper class travels in their own cars, shuttling between hotels and nightclubs. The poor dragged their tired bodies home and rubbed shoulders with the poor who lived by the night.

In this city where no one knows anyone, there is the deepest darkness of human nature. They can spend their days drinking and drinking, and they don't have to worry about the fire of the outside world. They can also hide their ears and steal the bell, put themselves in a state of fantasy, and then pretend to tell themselves that China is still that China, that the Japanese have not come here at all, and that their compatriots have not been ravaged.

Three men in suits walked in this prosperous illusion with mocking expressions, watching with contempt as those who thought they were well-dressed people went in and out of various entertainment venues. Between the spending, what is hidden is the endless inferiority complex in their hearts.

"These ridiculous people think that they are superior people in suits? If we were in Manchukuo, these people would have to retreat to the side of the road honestly and wait for us to pass before we could continue walking. Shanghai is really a ridiculous place, and the garrison here is really loose, so that the people of China can be so presumptuous. ”

One of the three men with a black mole on the corner of his mouth said contemptuously in Japanese, his eyes fixed on a woman who had just gotten out of a car not far away, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he looked at some sensitive position.

"Harada-kun, we're here to complete the mission, be careful, don't reveal our identities!" Next to the black mole man, another guy lowered his voice and said, with a hint of being quilted in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Your Excellency Dazuo, but I was dissatisfied for a while, so I blurted out." The devil called Harada immediately said apologetically.

The devil known as Dazuo was wearing a gray suit, looked down at the box he was holding tightly in his hand, and his eyes showed anxiety: "We must hurry, we have arrived in Shanghai, as long as we hand over the box to the Intelligence Department of the Shanghai Dispatch Army Headquarters, our mission will be completed." In the meantime, there can be no more mistakes. ”

"Hay!" The two devils, who were obviously Osa's subordinates, immediately whispered yes.

"Two more streets ahead is the headquarters of the dispatch army, don't delay, move forward immediately!" After Dazuo said coldly, he immediately took the lead and walked forward.

Just as the three of them were walking around the corner, suddenly a car rushed towards the three from the intersection. The speed was so fast that the three of them had no chance to dodge at all. The motor roared like a roaring beast, billowing white smoke from the back of the car, which roared and crashed into the three devils.

Bang bang! Suddenly, both front wheels of the speeding car exploded in unison, and the running car crashed uncontrollably into the side of the road. It slammed into a wall with a bang, and then exploded. None of the people inside escaped, and all of them died in the flames.

The three devils were terrified, cold sweat flowed all over their bodies in an instant, they had just brushed shoulders with death, just two seconds ago, they were so close to death.

But the danger was not over, and six men suddenly rushed from the corner of the street. Thomson's submachine gun was exposed under the long trench coat, and the six of them began to shoot wildly at the three devils in a frantic run.

At this moment, two men in coolie clothes suddenly rushed in front of the three Japanese. The rain of bullets slammed down on them, instantly sweeping them into a hornet's nest. But the two "coolies" stood firmly even if they were dead, and there was a crazy look in their eyes.

"Get out of here!" Just when the three devils were already terrified to the extreme, a cold voice suddenly appeared behind them. At the same time, their waists were pushed hard, and they involuntarily rushed to a safe place on the side.

"Ah......h Screams came from the front, and a man in black appeared behind the six men with guns. These men in black appeared so quickly that the six men with guns didn't notice it at all, and the back of the heart had been pierced by a knife.

"Go and finish your mission, we'll do it here!" The one who pushed away the three devils was a guy with a horse face, he was also dressed in black, but those sharp eyes were full of fierce flames!

"Hay, thank you, sir!" Da Zuo nodded vigorously, not bothering to wipe the cold sweat on his head, turned around and ran wildly with his companions in the direction of the Shanghai Dispatch Army Headquarters.

The streets have turned into a scuffle, with men in black and Nationalist-Party killers rushing out from all directions. Pedesstrians screamed and fled in all directions, and many innocent people were involved in the fierce battle. For a time, the streets were covered with blood and dead bodies.

The three devils ran wildly, and they had encountered such dangers no less than seven times along the way, and each time it was the horse-faced man in black who appeared in time with his men to save their lives.

Now only one step away from the target location, from the northeast to Shanghai, they have gone through a lot of hardships, and they will never fail on this last distance.

Bang! Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, killing the devil with a black mole on the corner of his mouth on the spot. A bloody hole in his head gurgled with blood, and his eyes widened in disbelief, apparently unable to believe that he had escaped the danger of being so famous, why he had died when he was about to succeed.

Dressed in a leather jacket, Jensen threw away his fur hat and jumped down the second floor next to the street, turning around and killing the three men in black who rushed up.

Jensen had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and in his eyes, these killers in black were just like ants, and they didn't even have any chance to fight back under his gun.

He turned around sharply and fired four shots in succession, all of which were aimed at the fleeing devil.

Blood splattered, and all four shots were shot at the same devil's body. At the most critical moment, the big man pushed his companion in front of him and let him block the bullet for himself.

The impact pushed the bloody devil back continuously, and Osa also retreated backwards. When he took four steps back, he fell suddenly, and Da Zuo roared but did not dare to give up the meat shield in front of him. Jensen was so terrible that he feared that he would be killed the moment he lost his shield.

"Koike-kun, I'm really sorry. In order to complete the mission, you must sacrifice! In the future, it will make you the pride of the empire! Osa roared, twisting his body vigorously, grabbing his companion for the dead ghost and desperately backing backwards.

Bullets rained down, and Jensen strode after him with a grim face. He is a well-known gun king among the killers, and there is almost no difference between the trajectory of the bullet and the location of its landing. Osa screamed frantically for his life, as he could feel the corpses of his companions standing in front of him about to be pierced.

After firing six bullets, Jensen changed his magazine as he walked towards the Japanese, calmly as if he were playing a game.

Suddenly, Jensen jerked his head back. Just behind him, at some point, there was already a horse-faced man.

Shootouts and shouts of killing continued in the streets in the distance, and hundreds of Nationalist operatives were strangling more than forty men in black. The agents have weapons, but the black-clothed killers have excellent skills, and it is difficult to kill them for a while.

But three hundred meters away, the horse-faced man in black and Jensen seemed to be cut off from all the outside world. It was extremely quiet between the two, as if the soft sound of a grain of dust could be clearly captured.

"Ghost head?" Jensen's eyes narrowed.

"It's been a long time, Jensen! I think it's been about fifteen years! The horse-faced man in black seemed to be reminiscing, but he had a cruel smile on his face. His eyes were as cold as the turtledove before it was about to eat.

"I told you before, get out of here, never let me see you!" Jensen's way of changing the pistol's magazine slowed down, so slow that it seemed like a disassembly motion.

"Your Excellency, don't you hurry up! I'll leave it to me, go on your final mission! The horse-faced man in black didn't seem to pay attention to Jensen at all, and yelled at the frightened Japanese not far away.

"Hay, Hay! Thank you so much, sir, too. ”

"Hurry up, I can't delay him for long!" The horse-faced man in black impatiently interrupted the Japanese nagging.

"Hay!" The Japanese got up in a hurry, pushed away his companions who were in front of him, and ran away like crazy.

"Did I let you go?" At this moment, Jensen's hand suddenly sped up tenfold as if by magic.

The gun was loaded in an instant, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the back of the Japanese running at incredible speed. Bang! The shining gunfire instantly illuminated Jensen's extremely cold face!