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

Chapter 523 Encountering Robbery on the Road

What did Ye Shaohong discover during the banquet, which lasted only two hours?

He discovered that Zhai Peng was still the same Zhai Peng, but he seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

Gone is the sharp, commanding spirit of youth from his military academy days.

There's no longer any talk of patriotism or national sentiment.

This is normal.

Just like university students in later generations, they were the pride of heaven on campus, but when graduation season came, they left the campus and experienced the cruelty of society.

After being worn down by reality, many people quickly come to understand themselves and reality, and then make changes.

But Zhai Peng is different.

Ye Shaohong could accept a change in attitude towards current events.

But Zhai Peng is not just that.

He actually became addicted to opium.

This was something Ye Shaohong had never expected. They had only graduated from Whampoa Military Academy a few months ago.

It hasn't even been a year yet.

The once dashing young man has completely changed. He has not only become mercenary, but has also picked up bad habits that are strictly prohibited by the military.

This surprised Ye Shaohong and also aroused some anger.

But then Ye Shaohong discovered something else.

Zhai Peng's spending habits were also unexpected and quite different from what Ye Shaohong remembered. If Ye Shaohong remembered correctly, Zhai Peng should have come from an ordinary small landlord family.

Although his family was relatively well-off, he was only considered to be in the middle to lower ranks among his classmates at the Whampoa Military Academy.

During his four years at Whampoa Military Academy, Zhai Peng did not exhibit any excessive spending habits, and he never wore a gold watch.

But today, all of these things have appeared on Zhai Peng.

Smoking opium, wearing a gold watch, and holding a position in the General Staff, a crucial department of the Nationalist government—such bizarre behavior—how could Ye Shaohong not pay attention to him?

"Let's arrange for someone to investigate tomorrow."

"Hopefully he just made a mistake and wasn't involved with the Japanese."

With a sigh, Ye Shaohong shook his head before walking towards the open-top military vehicle.

The engine roared. Soon he drove away from Taibai Restaurant. Along the way, he first made several anti-tracking maneuvers to make sure no one was following him. Then Ye Shaohong prepared to drive towards Villa No. 1 Honggongci, the headquarters of the Special Service Department.

As he exited Taihe Street and was about to turn into the next intersection, he suddenly heard a gunshot.

"boom."

Sparks flew as a bullet struck the dashboard right in front of the driver's seat.

Ye Shaohong was instantly awakened.

His eyes widened.

A bad feeling immediately welled up in his heart.

Ye Shaohong knew he had been ambushed.

Gunmen were lurking in the surrounding streets and alleys, ready to ambush and kill him on his way.

In the moment of crisis, Ye Shaohong didn't have time to react much. Instinctively, he turned the steering wheel hard, and the front of the car crashed directly into the shops at the intersection.

"boom!"

The front of the car crashed into the wooden door of the shop, shattering the door, and the car came to a stop.

Ye Shaohong was also sent flying towards them.

He crashed directly into the broken wooden door, and with the force of the impact, Ye Shaohong fell to the ground.

He tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Without needing a checkup, Ye Shaohong knew he was injured, not from a gunshot wound, but from a powerful impact that had damaged his internal organs.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, the impact wasn't too strong, and he didn't pass out immediately.

As he spat out blood, his hangover seemed to dissipate somewhat in an instant.

"Damn it, I was careless."

Cursing under his breath, Ye Shaohong struggled to his feet and took a step to hide behind the front of the car.

With another flick of his wrist, the Browning M1910 pistol he carried with him fell into his hands.

Listening closely, Ye Shaohong immediately heard several rapid footsteps.

"There are quite a few people."

Having made his decision, Ye Shaohong no longer hesitated. Using the angle of the car's front as cover, he saw several burly figures running towards him in the dark streets.

Ye Shaohong raised his gun, aimed, and fired immediately.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three gunshots rang out, and two burly strangers running towards his hiding place immediately fell to the ground. "He's still alive! Shoot him!"

"kill him!"

In the darkness, a rough voice echoed through the streets and alleys.

Then came a series of gunshots.

Bullets rained down like downpours. The gunfire was so intense that Ye Shaohong couldn't immediately determine how many people or how many guns the enemy had.

He was completely pinned down by the enemy's bullets.

It was lying on the ground, awkwardly turning around, and slowly climbing towards another blind spot in front of the car.

This series of gunshots lasted for a good ten seconds.

During this time, the sound of enemies running could be heard intermittently. After Ye Shaohong reselected his hiding place, he looked out from a blind spot and saw four or five people running quickly to within ten meters of him in the darkness. Seeing that they were about to reach the car, Ye Shaohong dared not delay or hesitate. He quickly got up and raised his gun to return fire.

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"

This time, as he stood up, Ye Shaohong emptied the magazine of his Browning pistol completely.

The results are quite good.

Ye Shaohong was already a very accurate marksman. After transmigrating, without a system to rely on, his body was constantly improving.

This made his marksmanship even more terrifying.

This time, after emptying the magazine, Ye Shaohong fired directly, killing two people and severely injuring three others.

Fortunately, the crisis situation has eased somewhat.

Then he crouched down again, leaped, and jumped directly into the shop whose door he had broken open.

While running through the shop, Ye Shaohong also pulled out another magazine from his lower back and quickly loaded it into his gun.

"There are a lot of people."

"In total, I have shot and killed four people and wounded three others."

There are still people outside.

"They think highly of me..."

Although these words were spoken in jest, they made Ye Shaohong realize one thing: the other party had come with the intention of killing him.

It can be said that they gave it their all.

Who could have attacked him?

Was it he who shot and killed the Dongcheng police chief's backer, or the female doctor he used his power to forcibly drive away?

Are Zheng Jiemin's men?

Or perhaps it was a backlash from his cracking of this major Japanese spy case, a frenzied retaliation from the Japanese devils? But this retaliation came far too quickly.

Did the Japanese have such a large hidden force in Nanjing? They had just cracked the Mountain Wind Group during the day, and then organized a counterattack against him that very night?

Oh, right, there's another possibility.

Gray wolf!

The Japanese spy hiding in the headquarters of the Special Service Department was the only one who could keep track of Ye Shaohong's movements.

They were able to learn about Ye Shaohong's whereabouts today.

Only he had enough manpower to launch an operation against Ye Shaohong in a short period of time.

Could he be the mastermind behind this operation?

As Ye Shaohong fled in a disheveled state, he quickly thought through his thoughts. He didn't have time to stop and make a decision.

We can only make a rough guess.

With a few steps, Ye Shaohong rushed into the backyard of the house. Just as he was about to turn around and fight again, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Suddenly, a gun barrel appeared and was pressed against Ye Shaohong's temple.

"do not move!"

"Give me the gun..."