This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

After being patted, Bai Xiumei instinctively got up and followed.

Hu Mengyan, who was behind her, opened her mouth and immediately followed suit.

The two of them could only hear the "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound as they followed behind.

Whenever a spy peeked out from around the corner, he would be shot dead by Bai Luo.

After turning through 7 or 8 alleys, we finally stopped at a corner deep inside one of the alleys.

"It's safe for now," Bai Luo said after there were no more red dots within 100 meters of the monitoring radar.

Bai Luo has already emptied six magazines, and his storage pouch on his back is full.

Hu Mengyan was holding two empty magazines in her hand behind her.

Bai Luo only had six magazines inserted in his chest strap, and there were five more in his storage space, but he couldn't take them out with two people around him.

These two aren't as easily fooled as the naive girl.

In order to prepare for any unexpected events that might occur, Bai Luo had no choice but to stop and reload bullets in what appeared to be a safe place.

He put his hand into a small bag hanging on his side, took out 200 bullets from the storage space, and put them in.

Then he stuffed the bullets and empty magazines into the hands of his aunt and a woman whose name he didn't know behind her.

They taught them how to load bullets.

Bai Xiumei was jolted awake from her daze by the bullets and empty magazine in her hand.

"Are you Little Radish?"

"Where did you get this gun? How did you end up here?"

"You naughty child, why are you so disobedient... Waaah..."

After slapping Bai Luo twice, Bai Xiumei hugged Bai Luo and started crying.

Bai Xiumei thought she would never see Bai Luo again, and had already decided to sacrifice herself to let Hu Mengyan take the information out.

From being prepared to die to being rescued from Bai Luo's horde of enemies, Bai Xiumei's emotions surged dramatically, and she broke down in tears, hugging Bai Luo.

It took Bai Luo a while to calm her down, as she was sobbing uncontrollably.

Then, while loading bullets into Bai Luo's magazine, the two listened to Bai Luo's explanation.

After the bullets were loaded, Bai Luo had probably managed to fool his aunt.

In the current situation, such deception would certainly not fool Bai Xiumei, who is capable of building an underground intelligence network behind enemy lines.

After inserting the magazine, Bai Luo patted it again and said...

"Auntie, will you lead the way?"

"Ah good."

Led by Bai Xiumei, they finally returned home after about two hours.

Back inside, Bai Luo opened her aunt's door, woke up the silly girl, and told her to go sleep in her own room.

Then the three of them gathered in the master bedroom, looking at each other.

Finally, Bai Xiumei spoke up, "Bai Ge, tell me the intelligence."

Hu Mengyan then reported the information she had gathered to Bai Xiumei.

Bai Xiumei felt the situation was urgent; if the supplies were moved to Shanghai, it would be very difficult to intercept them.

Bai Xiumei immediately got up to inform Lao Xu so that he could contact the higher-ups.

Upon seeing this, Bai Luo quickly got up and followed. It was extremely chaotic outside, with gunshots and explosions echoing throughout the French Concession.

Bai Xiumei watched as Bai Luo followed her out. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

Looking at her beloved nephew, dressed in all black, his vest was covered with magazines. She touched them; the magazines were very light, made of materials she had never seen before, and the type of bullets she had never seen either.

Then she saw the rifle connected to the vest on her chest, a kind of gun that made no sound, which she had never seen or heard of before.

Its firepower was even more intense than a light machine gun, and beneath the helmet, there was a small, palm-sized face.

Who would have thought that this little kid, along with Bai Ge, two people with little combat experience, would fight their way through 4.5 waves of enemies?

Only then did Bai Xiumei realize that her little rascal had killed at least 70 or 80 spies tonight.

This was something she never dared to imagine. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the round ball tucked into his waistband. It was probably a hand grenade, but she had never seen one like it before.

Bai Luo watched as her aunt, whose eyes were filled with tears again, looked her over, and finally her gaze fell on the grenade at her waist.

Bai Luo, not wanting his aunt to overthink things, took a grenade from his waist and handed it to Bai Xiumei. (He then changed the subject.)

"Auntie, this is for you."

Bai Xiumei pinched Bai Luo's face, which was a little blackened by the gunpowder smoke.

"Little Radish has grown up." Without refusing, she took the grenade from Bai Luo's hand. She had witnessed the power of this grenade before.

It was more powerful than any grenade she had ever seen. If thrown accurately, one could take out seven or eight enemies.

Their intelligence station only had four pistols, one of which was broken, and the bullets were mostly duds.

Bai Xiumei did not object to Bai Luo going with her. She knew that if she wanted to safely send the intelligence over, it was safest for Bai Luo to go with her.

This is also why she told Bai Luo that he had grown up.

He put the grenade in his bag, took Bai Luo's hand, and walked towards the door, telling Hu Mengyan to rest first.

Old Xu paced back and forth in the secret hideout, his heart filled with anxiety. He heard the gunshots coming from the direction of the Paramount.

He doesn't dare go out to gather information now, as the outside is full of police and secret agents.

Now all we can do is wait for news and pray that Bai Xiumei is alright.

"Knock knock knock... knock knock," came a knock at the door.

Old Xu instantly pulled out his pistol, cocked it, and slowly walked to the door.

"Who?"

"I"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lao Xu immediately opened the door and saw the familiar figure at the door, instantly putting his mind at ease.

Before he could speak, he heard a voice coming from behind Bai Xiumei.

"Hurry inside, someone's coming."

Before Lao Xu could react, Bai Luo pushed Bai Xiumei and the two of them inside.

Upon entering the door, Lao Xu noticed that there was another person behind Bai Xiumei.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Bai Xiumei's nephew?

But this outfit is so strange. What's that in his hand? A gun?

What a strange gun!

Bai Xiumei didn't explain to Lao Xu, but quickly told him the information. Lao Xu looked serious when he heard it. The plan had been disrupted, and time was of the essence. He had to send the information out immediately.

Old Xu didn't have time to ask any more questions. He immediately slipped into the inner room, opened a hidden door, and went inside.

Bai Xiumei showed no expression after seeing it, and Bai Luo guessed that she probably knew.

About 20 minutes later, Lao Xu came out of the hidden door again.

"The situation has been reported to our superiors. Let's wait for orders."

Bai Xiumei finally felt relieved after hearing this.

Then he looked at Lao Xu and said...

"We'll be leaving now. Contact us at the shop tomorrow if anything comes up. Bai Ge is still at home; we need to arrange for her to leave as soon as possible. Her situation can't withstand scrutiny."

"Okay, I'll arrange it," Old Xu nodded after hearing this.

After Bai Luo saw that they had finished talking, he glanced around the monitoring radar and, finding no spies nearby, took Bai Xiumei's hand and led her outside.

With the help of radar and Bai Luo's hearing, Bai Luo brought Bai Xiumei home safely after more than 10 minutes.

When I got home, I saw that Hu Mengyan was still sitting in the room, not asleep.

She was relieved to be told that the information had been sent out.

"White Dove, once the organization has made arrangements in a few days, you can leave."

Bai Mengyan opened her mouth, but finally nodded. She knew that now that she had escaped, someone would definitely come looking for her to ask about what happened that day. In this situation, if she were captured by secret agents, it would be difficult to get out.

Intelligence work allows no room for complacency.