I want to be a good person

After noon, Jia Bisheng returned to Shikumen alone.

"Sir, we followed them to their lair and found out that they were gang members from the same school. The old man above us couldn't find them."

"Okay, it's good to know the nest."

"Deli is guarding it."

"Thank you for your hard work. Go and arrest them tonight. These people are evil. They run brothels, sell drugs, lend money, and kill people. They are engaged in a three-color business. It is not excessive to kill them a thousand times."

Zhang Aiguo had no feelings in his heart. Without traps and temptations, how could he be successful?

Just like micro loans, the annualized rate of advertising is very low, but the actual operation is a pitfall. When loans become the main business, everyone rushes in. Is there still hope for the real economy? Can young people withstand such a test?

"Sir, we are afraid of stirring up a hornet's nest. Should we really take action?"

Jia Bisheng was still a little worried. After all, he had too few brothers. If there was only one company, he would dare to attack the town office, blockhouses and strongholds.

"It's okay. They are all bullies who only care about the weak and fear the strong. Their face is face, and my face is also face."

Zhang Aiguo was very heroic. He had guns, cannons, and armor, but he was still afraid of gangsters.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, sir."

"But your worry is justified. From now on, there will be one person left at home. I will share the flower machine I got with everyone later."

"Another one, don't overestimate them. Old Man Huang, who has never worshipped the old man, has never opened an incense hall, is a "empty man". Because of his great power, he calls himself the Tian generation, which has one more horizontal stroke than the Da generation, so no one dares not to acknowledge him."

"Yes, the truth is in hand, and the Flower Bureau has the final say!"

After receiving the letter, Tao Youju hurried back and agreed.

"If they really come to our door, we will kill them one by one, kill them two by two, and then we will kill them until the blood flows like a river and slaughter their entire family."

"Okay, manly enough!"

The more people there are, the more effective it is; the fewer people there are, the better the result will be. Should Gao Deli and Jia Bisheng recruit their old subordinates again?

There is strength in numbers, and we can do it consciously.

"Bisheng, when you are done with this, you and Deli will take turns recruiting some people. I think some of our old subordinates may want to leave. Their food and salary are no less than those of soldiers, and they will still be attacked by the Japanese."

If you think about it carefully, you will have everything if you have talent, at least you must have the ability to protect yourself. It would be easy to just walk away, but you will feel unwilling to do so. The Japanese are like thorns in your heart that need to be pulled out bit by bit.

Night falls, there is no moon working hard at night, and the stars are lazy and lie down.

"Walk."

The three men carried out four wooden suitcases, which contained a submachine gun and three fully loaded magazines. Chang Youcai was left behind to guard the house.

A rickshaw was slowly moving towards its destination.

The streets are bustling with people, and everywhere are filled with lights, wine, and women, living a life of drunkenness and debauchery.

Rickshaws, cars, and trolley buses came and went, and the unique sound of their bells blended with the noise of people.

"right here."

A casino with colorful neon lights at the door. Waiters and girls were greeting customers, but no one was seen coming in or leaving.

Gao Deli came out from the side.

"Is anyone still inside?"

"She should be here. I didn't see her leave through the front door."

"There are back doors in places like this, but given his arrogant personality, he's not going to leave because his reputation is more important."

"Deli, thank you for your hard work. You go guard the back door. Your own safety is the most important thing. Shoot when necessary."

"I know there are some Japanese in the casino. I wonder what they are doing there?"

Gao Deli pulled the rickshaw towards the back door.

After waiting for ten minutes, Zhang Aiguo asked, "Are you ready?"

"He who colluded with the Japanese should be killed!"

"Look at it."

"Be safe and act!"

He was wearing blue clothes, a fedora hat, and a piece of cloth covering his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.

He lowered his head and walked towards the casino.

"Sir, welcome to Shancaifang."

As soon as he saw someone coming, the waiter immediately came forward to say hello.

The brim of his hat was pulled down low, and he raised his head.

"what!"

The guy was so scared that he sat on the ground, his tailbone hurt so much.

Seeing the hole in the gun barrel, he opened his mouth wide and shouted at the top of his lungs, but no sound came out.

The three men, with gun belts around their necks, holding submachine guns in their right hands and empty boxes in their left hands, rushed straight in.

"suddenly"

Zhang Aiguo fired a short shot into the air.

The gamblers screamed in horror and ran around in panic, some hid under the table, some hid in the room, and some tried to run away.

"Don't move, squat on the ground with your hands on your head, otherwise your head will explode. I want money."

"Hold your head with your hands and squat on the ground!"

"Quick, quick."

Three wooden boxes were thrown on the table.

With the gun pointed, the dealer started to put in the money.

Zhang Aiguo nodded and ran to the second floor.

A guard was hiding among the guests and just reached for the pistol in his arms.

"suddenly"

The blood spurted out of his body and sprayed on the faces of the people around him. A stray bullet accidentally hit a gambler, who screamed miserably.

In the largest and best room on the second floor, the eldest of the generation was enjoying the service of a lovely girl.

He stood up suddenly after hearing the gunshot, but his teeth were unexpectedly a little hard.

"Oh~!"

With a long howl of pain, the woman was slapped to the ground.

"hiss!"

Bleeding, the coronary sulcus is ruptured.

"Quick, go and see who dares to mess with Tai Sui. If he is tired of living, I will peel off his skin."

"Yes."

Four or five younger brothers rushed out, holding pistols and box guns in their hands.

They saw Zhang Aiguo running towards them, and without saying a word, they shot at their waists. Amid the violent gunfire, they fell to the ground one after another.

"Grass!"

The boss realized something was wrong, and while enduring the pain and bleeding, he took out his Ruger P08 pistol. He decided instantly whether to take care of the big head or the small head, and turned over the coffee table and hid underneath it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Aiguo did not play by the rules and directly threw a grenade in.

"boom"

There was a lot of screaming and squeaking in the room, was there any accidental injury?

Very normal.

Zhang Aiguo lowered his body and slipped into the room. The boss covered his genitals with one hand and his chest with the other, full of confusion. He had only been successful for a year, how could this happen?

There were eight people in the room, two of them had Japanese beards, and they were obviously Japanese. They shot anyone who was still breathing in the room one by one.

"you you?"

"me?"

I won’t give you an answer and let you die with regrets.

A mischievous smile appeared on Zhang Aiguo's face.

He quickly looted the bag, taking away a gold watch, coins, and several pistols.

A Ruger P08 brings a little surprise!

He touched the safe lightly and took the money inside.

He ran downstairs, signaling to leave quickly. As for the VIP room, he decided not to bother with it as there was not enough time.

Zhang Aiguo led the rear with a gun, while the other two ran towards the back door carrying wooden boxes.

The box and gun were thrown on the rickshaw, and it took five minutes from the start to the escape.

A trip mine hangs at the door, waiting for the right person.

The military and police in the French Concession quickly gathered and ran towards the scene of the incident.

Roadblocks and barricades were set up along the main intersections, and pedestrians began to be checked.

"Sir!"

Seeing this scene from afar, it seems that the foreigners have done corresponding drills and their emergency response is in place.

"Go separately, light a cigarette, get rid of the smell of gunpowder, don't rush, take a rickshaw, and leave the extra things for me."

"this?"

"Follow orders!"

Watching the three people turn into the alley, Zhang Aiguo looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he put away the rickshaw.

Stroll slowly and take inventory slowly!