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

Chapter 424 The Great Riot

The middle-aged man with the buzz cut was already very alert.

But he still underestimated the perpetrator.

Chi Tiecheng's later success as the leader of the Jellyfish Assassination Group and a top agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau demonstrates his unimaginable talent for assassination.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the skill tree was maxed out right from the start.

He never intended to personally risk his life in this assassination operation.

The shot fired earlier was just a prelude.

Chi Tiecheng's real killing move had already been laid out in advance, right in this street-side shop.

He planted a time bomb inside the shop.

With a single shot, he killed Zhang Xiaolin's driver, and the car slid off the protection of the vehicles in front and behind, crashing into a roadside shop, thus completing the murder plot.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A huge flame rose up, and a mangled body was the first to be thrown out of the shop.

Subsequently.

The car Zhang Xiaolin was in also tumbled and flew out of the shop.

"Click, click!"

The Ford sedan, which had been tumbling and flying, crossed the road and crashed into a clothing store on the other side. It finally came to a stop thanks to the walls and doors blocking its path.

By this time, the Ford sedan had long lost its former sleek and shiny appearance.

The car was completely wrecked and collapsed. But that wasn't the most important thing.

Most importantly, the car has been flipped over, and the chassis is now exposed on top.

"Help...help me..."

The swaying car door opened, and Zhang Xiaolin's bodyguard pushed it open, sticking out a bloodstained arm.

He wanted to shout.

But just as his intermittent cries began, his arm went limp and fell to the ground.

It fell to the ground.

Only then did the two cars that escorted Zhang Xiaolin out of the villa stop.

A dozen or so black-clad guards, each armed with a gun, rushed over.

They surrounded and protected the vehicle Zhang Xiaolin was in.

Some people were pointing guns and scanning their surroundings. Others were holding weapons high, looking at the houses on both sides of the street.

During the orderly rescue process, two guards pulled and tugged open the car that had come to a stop after rolling over. The first thing they saw was the guard who had just stretched out his arm, ready to call for help.

Seeing the blood flowing from his chest, neck, and cheeks, the two black-clad guards responsible for the rescue gasped in unison.

Then, with perfect coordination, they immediately took action and removed their companion, who was not yet completely dead, from the car.

Perhaps it was because I used too much force.

It's possible that the wounded soldier was really badly injured, because when they pulled, they actually pulled out half of the soldier's body.

That's right.

It's just half of the body.

Zhang Xiaolin's bodyguard had his waist and abdomen ripped apart by the bomb and the overturned car. Coupled with his companion's reckless tearing that disregarded his life, his body was completely severed in half, starting from his waist.

In an instant, the large and small intestines, mixed with fresh blood, undigested food, and feces, all fell to the ground.

An unbearable, strange smell permeated the entire carriage.

The dozen or so bodyguards surrounding Zhang Xiaolin immediately changed their expressions.

Two or three of them even started vomiting.

But all of this did not stop them. The two black-clad guards who had just torn their companion's body in two only paused for a moment before throwing the upper half of their dead companion's body far away.

With ample space to enter and exit, the two black-clad guards immediately squeezed into the collapsed carriage.

"Master Zhang!"

"Master Zhang, Master Zhang, are you alright? Are you hurt?" As the two men called out, a soft groan came from the collapsed carriage.

"I...I'm here...here."

"help me!"

As shouts rang out, a blood-stained arm reached out.

The dozen or so black-clad guards surrounding the car immediately showed expressions of surprise and delight.

They began to work together to rescue Zhang Xiaolin.

This scene, without any obstruction, was seen by all the onlookers around.

Chi Tiecheng was also standing in the crowd.

Through the gaps in the vehicle, he saw Zhang Xiaolin, who was half-dead, and Chi Tiecheng's expression immediately changed.

"Pooh!"

"Old man, you're pretty lucky, you didn't even get blown up like that."

Chi Tiecheng cursed angrily. If it weren't for the commotion this time had caused, which had already attracted the attention of the Chinese and Indian police officers of the British Concession, and the fact that Zhang Xiaolin had more than a dozen bodyguards by his side, Chi Tiecheng would have liked to return to the hiding place and give Zhang Xiaolin another shot.

But that’s okay.

After all, the order Ye Shaohong gave him this time was to cause as much commotion and disturbance as possible.

He was not given a death order to kill Zhang Xiaolin.

So Chi Tiecheng only cursed a couple of times indignantly. When he saw that the Chinese police officers from the British Concession and the Indian police officers with red headscarves were also rushing over, he immediately broke away from the crowd and left in a hurry.

soon.

News of Zhang Xiaolin's assassination attempt and subsequent hospitalization due to serious injuries quickly spread, reaching the ears of his disciples and followers.

It also reached the ears of his enemies.

Without Zhang Xiaolin, the local tyrant of the underground gang, to suppress the situation, the already chaotic British Concession in Shanghai descended into even greater turmoil.

While Zhang Xiaolin was busy checking on his health, his most powerful disciples began to vie for power and profit.

They attacked each other.

His enemies also seized the opportunity, all wanting to expand their territories.

Cinque de la Cerroir.

The phone rang, and Zhuang Yifan picked it up. After hearing the news that Zhang Xiaolin had been stabbed and seriously injured and hospitalized, he put down the phone.

He then looked towards Xu Tian, ​​who was drinking tea in his office. "Mr. Xu, Zhang Xiaolin has been attacked and is seriously injured and unconscious. He is currently hospitalized."

"Is this... the news you've been waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tian looked up at Zhuang Yifan. He didn't rush to reply but instead picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"unimportant."

"The important thing is that your team is ready, and it's time for you to step in."

"Go ahead and take action."

"Take your men and launch an attack on the surrounding territories."

"Go expand your power, go incite greater riots, go loot and vandalize, we have only one goal."

"Let this city descend into complete chaos."

"Let those arrogant Westerners and Japanese who constantly steal our Chinese wealth be terrified..."

"I've given you the chance, don't let your Section Chief Ye down!"