Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 357 Planning for the Future

Ye Shaohong used a lot of effort to finally help the rickshaw driver up from the ground.

How difficult was this process?

In Ye Shaohong's view, he would rather fight the Japanese to the death than ever experience that scene again in his life.

My body isn't tired, but my mind is suffering.

That feeling of frustration was indescribably unbearable.

But he couldn't show it yet.

Because he is afraid.

She was afraid that her momentary carelessness and the unusual expression she revealed would frighten the poor man again.

Therefore, he could only carefully hide his inner feelings.

They then resumed their journey.

Twenty minutes later, the rickshaw driver took Ye Shaohong to Tongfu Lane.

At the street corner, Ye Shaohong signaled to the driver to stop.

After getting off the rickshaw, he took out a silver dollar from his pocket and handed it to the rickshaw driver.

To comfort the rickshaw driver.

To ensure he could get a good night's sleep and that his wife, children, and parents wouldn't notice anything amiss and worry about him when he got home, Ye Shaohong patted the rickshaw driver on the shoulder.

"Big brother."

"Since you're older than me, I'll call you 'Big Brother'."

"Listen to me, don't overthink it. None of us have seen each other tonight."

"Even if we bump into each other on the street in the future, we shouldn't nod or speak. We'll be strangers."

"Take the money and go home early."

Ye Shaohong's gentle words reached the rickshaw driver's ears, instantly turning his eyes red. He gripped the silver dollar tightly in his hand, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.

In the end, he simply nodded heavily.

Then, under Ye Shaohong's watchful eye, he carefully stuffed the silver dollar into his inner pocket, picked up the cart, and turned into the dark streets.

Only after his figure disappeared into the distance did Ye Shaohong raise his hands and rub his cheeks vigorously.

"Oh shit."

"These damned Japanese devils, are they even human?"

"For a bowl of rice porridge, they actually did such a heinous thing. I originally thought it was just a rumor on the internet, but I didn't expect it to actually happen in real life!" Ye Shaohong let out a long sigh.

He forced himself to calm down.

otherwise.

He feared he wouldn't be able to control himself and would go to the Japanese concession that very night to find a Japanese person and kill them directly.

But he can't do that.

He has his own responsibilities.

You cannot give up everything irrationally just because of a fit of anger.

He had to endure it.

Ye Shaohong took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled a smoke ring, and then stepped out of Tongfuli.

That's right.

In recent days, although Ye Shaohong had been active in Tongfu Lane, he had not settled down there. After turning out of the alley, Ye Shaohong walked through several more secluded alleys.

He eventually hailed another rickshaw and had it take him to Qinghe Street. He then got off and walked for another ten minutes or so before entering an inn.

I knocked on the door and saw Yu Manli.

"Master, you're back?"

The moment Yu Manli opened the door and saw Ye Shaohong, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

As her voice rang out, Ye Shaohong also looked over at Yu Manli.

At first glance, he saw Yu Manli's beautiful legs in stockings beneath her light blue lotus-patterned cheongsam. Under normal circumstances, Ye Shaohong would definitely have been aroused.

But having just experienced the rickshaw puller incident and heard about the atrocities committed by the Japanese in Northeast China, how could Ye Shaohong harbor any evil thoughts? He nodded and stepped into the room.

Yu Manli clearly noticed Ye Shaohong's silence.

She immediately stopped smiling.

After closing the door, he walked to the table inside and poured Ye Shaohong a cup of warm tea.

"Did something happen?"

You look very unhappy!

Yu Manli asked softly, not expecting Ye Shaohong to respond.

After all, the espionage industry has many secrets.

Ye Shaohong's position carries great responsibility, and it is only right and proper for him to keep many things from her.

Yu Manli was very smart; she knew what she couldn't say or do.

Ye Shaohong did the same. He silently shook his head, picked up the tea on the table, gulped it down, and after putting down the teacup, he raised his head and forced a smile.

He opened his mouth and asked.

Has anyone come here since I left?

Yu Manli lifted the hem of her cheongsam with her hand, and sat down next to Ye Shaohong with her curvaceous figure before shaking her head.

"No."

"Only Yunlong and Yifan know about our location."

"Both of them have received your assignments and are busy with their own things. They won't be able to come over for the time being, which should be considered good news."

Ye Shaohong nodded.

He then got up and went to the bed.

Yu Manli picked up a kettle and a foot bath basin from the side and personally served Ye Shaohong, washing away his fatigue. Then the two turned off the lights and rested.

Lying in bed, holding Yu Manli's soft body, Ye Shaohong did not close his eyes for a long time.

He was considering the next course of action.

Ye Shaohong had already met with the action teams led by Xiao Zhengguo and Chi Tiecheng, and had arranged their undercover work.

Li Yunlong was at the dock, waiting for the Nanjing headquarters to distribute the operational funds, radios, and weapons that were being transported there.

And what about Zhuang Yifan?

He was assigned by Ye Shaohong to infiltrate the gangs in the French Concession.

To serve as his intelligence channel in the future.

He's currently short-handed. The agents Xu Baichuan and Zheng Yaoxian assigned to him at the Jinling headquarters haven't arrived yet. For now, Ye Shaohong only needs to consider his own situation. Yu Manli plans to open a cosmetics shop near the Tongfuli triangle area.

What about him?

Should he continue playing the role of a spoiled young master from a wealthy family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?

Mingling in the glitz and glamour of power and sex, he gradually gained influence by adopting the demeanor of a young master.

If tonight's events hadn't occurred, Ye Shaohong might have made this choice, as it would have been the easiest, least noticeable, and safest option.

But not anymore.

He didn't want to sit idly by and wait for his doom; he wanted to be more proactive.

Then he'll have to change his lifestyle.

Then Ye Shaohong thought of Ming Lou, the Poison Scorpion, who was about to return to China.

He is also a very powerful figure.

"In that case, I'll open a trading company."

"Where should we start?" "Smuggling!"

“That’s right. Only smuggling can connect the Nationalist government, Shanghai gangsters, powerful figures in the various concessions, and the Japanese who are coming soon.”

"This road is stained with blood."

"But it's also the best choice!"