Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Xiao Zesen held the knife in both hands and rushed towards Lu Yang like a mad dog, cursing incoherently: "Baga!"

Lu Yang sneered in his heart. The One-Sword Style was indeed simple and crude, but it was also a killing skill that had been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

To deal with this kind of guy who only knows how to act recklessly, it only takes one move.

Lu Yang slightly tilted his body and easily dodged Xiao Zesen's slash. At the same time, the saber in his hand stretched out like lightning and accurately pierced Xiao Zesen's chest.

"Ugh..." Ozawa Mori let out an unwilling scream, the saber in his hand slid weakly to the ground, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

Lu Yang drew out his saber expressionlessly, letting the blood splatter on his uniform, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Ozawa-kun!" Sakurako Kanono exclaimed, covering her mouth, her eyes full of shock and fear.

Li Wenjuan couldn't help but gasp. She didn't expect Lu Yang to be so decisive and ruthless, and end Xiao Zesen's life with one move.

"Crazy, he is really a madman!" Li Wenjuan said in her heart, and there was a bit of complicated emotions in her eyes when she looked at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang ignored everyone's gazes and turned to He Ye Yingzi and said, "Miss Yingzi, goodbye, see you later."

After saying that, he threw the bloody saber to the ground, turned around and walked away quickly.

Zhou Qing had already carried the injured patient who had undergone surgery on his back and followed closely behind Lu Yang.

"Chief Li, wait for me!"

Hano Sakurako looked at Lu Yang's receding back, feeling a little confused.

Lu Yang's words "see you later" just now sounded so resolute, as if he was deliberately keeping a distance from her.

"Could it be that he really has no feelings for me?" Hanano Sakurako felt bitter in her heart and her eyes were slightly red.

Li Wenjuan walked over to He Ye Yingzi, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted her: "Yingzi, don't be sad. He is not a person worth your sadness."

Sakurako forced a smile, shook her head and said, "I'm fine, just a little surprised."

Li Wenjuan looked at Hanano Sakurako's forced smile and sighed inwardly.

"Sakurako, Sakurako, why are you doing this? You are a noble Japanese aristocrat, how can you fall in love with a Chinese?"

How could she know Lu Yang's other identity?

……

After Lu Yang and Zhou Qing left the hospital with the wounded, they quickly disappeared into the night.

"Mr. Lu, you were too impulsive just now. You actually killed Xiao Zesen in front of so many people. If your identity is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Zhou Qing said with lingering fear.

Lu Yang smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements. Xiao Zesen's death will be blamed on the anti-Japanese elements, and no one will suspect us."

Zhou Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief and said admiringly, "Mr. Lu is really thoughtful. I'm really ashamed of myself!"

Lu Yang patted Zhou Qing on the shoulder and said, "Okay, stop flattering me. Let's get out of here quickly. I have a bad feeling that things tonight may not be that simple."

Zhou Qing's expression changed, and he asked, "Mr. Lu, are you saying..."

Lu Yang nodded and said in a deep voice: "I suspect there may be a traitor in the hospital!"

……

As the night deepened, the streets of Harbin were deserted, with only the street lights emitting a dim light.

A black car sped past and stopped in front of a Japanese-style building.

Lu Yang and Zhou Qing got out of the car and walked into the building.

Lu Yang and Zhou Qing returned to the secret base.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lu Yang knocked on the door gently. After a moment, the door opened and a short middle-aged man appeared at the door.

"Old Wang, it's me." Zhou Qing said in a low voice.

"Secretary Zhou, you're back. Please come in!" Old Wang hurriedly welcomed Lu Yang and Zhou Qing into the room.

In the room, a middle-aged man in a cotton-padded jacket was sitting at the table with a frown on his face, seemingly thinking about something.

"Commander Tian, ​​why did you risk entering the city?" Zhou Qing saluted the middle-aged man and reported.

The middle-aged man raised his head and saw that it was Tian Zhizhong, deputy commander of the Ninth Army of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lao Zhou. You completed the task very well." Tian Zhizhong nodded and praised.

"This one?" Tian Zhizhong asked Lu Yang who was standing beside him.

"Oh, thanks to Mr. Lu. He is a great hero. He has saved me many times in Nanjing and Shanghai. He is from there." Zhou Qing quickly introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, no matter where they are, as long as they fight against the Japanese, they are our brothers here." Tian Zhizhong said, holding Lu Yang's hand.

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Commander Tian, ​​you are too kind. I can't compare with you. You are fighting the devils despite such hardships. You are really my role models!"

At this point, Tian Zhizhong sighed and said, "That's why I came to the city. The troops are in such a difficult situation. They lack clothes, medicine, and food."

"Commander Tian, ​​just tell me straight away. It's all right if I can help." Lu Yang said anxiously.

"Okay, I'll be frank. The South Manchuria Railway recently received a batch of winter clothing, food and medicine to supplement the Japanese army. This train will soon arrive in Harbin." Commander Tian continued.

"They are being transported from Harbin to the Kwantung Army Border Defense Regiment in Mudanjiang. They may stop at Mudanjiang Station. We intend to attack Mudanjiang Station, but we must obtain reliable information from here."

"I understand," Lu Yang said, "Leave this task to me, I will get it. Leave a liaison with me, and I will notify him when the time comes."

"Okay, let Lao Zhou continue to work with you in Harbin."

After bidding farewell to Tian Zhizhong, Lu Yang and Zhou Qing returned to their apartment in the center of Harbin.

Commander Tian's request kept echoing in Lu Yang's mind. The anti-Japanese fighters were short of food and clothing, and were dealing with the Japanese in the ice and snow. He had to collect supplies and send them over as soon as possible.

"Mr. Lu, what should we do next? The Japanese will definitely not give up." Zhou Qing poured a cup of tea for Lu Yang and said worriedly.

Lu Yang took the teacup, blew on it gently, and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, that guy Xiao Zesen brought this upon himself. I will handle the Japanese side. Your current identity is Captain Zhou of the Special Agents Division of the Harbin Police Department. It's time for you to perform well."

Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, "You mean..."

"Have you forgotten Commander Tian's request? Those gangs oppress the people and plunder their wealth. These ill-gotten gains can just be used by us to support the Anti-Japanese United Army!" A gleam of light flashed in Lu Yang's eyes.

Zhou Qing immediately understood Lu Yang's intention and said excitedly, "Mr. Lu, this is a great trick! Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, how wonderful!"

"There is no time to lose, let's take action tonight! Let's start with the 'Qinglong Gang'!" Lu Yang said decisively.

……

As night falls and the lights come on, the city of Harbin is shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

The "Fu Shou Lou" casino of the Qinglong Gang was filled with noise and smoke.

The gamblers, with red faces and bloodshot eyes, were shaking the dice cups in their hands frantically, trying to get the last bit of money at the gambling table.

"Boss, what do you mean by this?" The casino manager saw Zhou Qing coming in at a glance, and greeted him with a nod and a bow, his face full of flattering smiles.

Zhou Qing was dressed in police uniform, standing straight with a dozen armed policemen following behind him, looking very majestic.

"Under the orders of Chief Li of the Special Operations Department, arrest Gong Dang." Zhou Qing nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the frenzied gamblers in the casino, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, "Business is good!"

"Thanks to you, thanks to you!" The steward said with a smile, "Please come in, I'll arrange a good seat for you."

"No need. I'm not here to gamble." Zhou Qing said coldly, "I received a tip-off that you're hiding Communists here. I'm ordered to search!"

The smile on the steward's face froze, and he stammered, "Boss, what's your name? Are you mistaken? How can there be a Communist Party here?"

"Whether there is any, we'll know after searching!" Zhou Qing waved his hand, and the police behind him immediately rushed into the casino like wolves and tigers, pinning all the gamblers and casino staff who had not yet reacted to the ground.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting us?"

"Let me go! I'm a good citizen!"

……

The casino was suddenly in chaos, with wailing and shouting ringing in the ears.

Zhou Qing turned a blind eye to all this and walked straight to a gambling table. He picked up the cash box on the table, opened it and saw that it was full of banknotes of various denominations.

"So much money, it seems you've made a lot!" Zhou Qing sneered, "Come here, confiscate all this money!"

"Yes!" Several policemen immediately stepped forward and took away all the money in the casino.

"Captain Zhou, you can't do this! This money is earned by our hard work!" Seeing this, the manager was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He wanted to step forward to stop them, but was pinned to the ground by two policemen.

"Humph! All that hard work? Bullshit!" Zhou Qing snarled righteously, "If you have anything to say, talk to the Secret Service Department!"

"You..." Zhou Qing left the manager speechless and he could only watch the money being taken away by the police.

The same scene also happened in other businesses of the Qinglong Gang. Opium dens, brothels... were all wiped out by Zhou Qing and his men.

Overnight, Zhou Qing uprooted the Qinglong Gang's influence in Harbin.