Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Chapter 158 Fourth Brother is in Danger

Chief of Staff Sakurai?

Zhang Xiaolin held the poisoned wine to his lips, a look of wild joy spreading across his face.

This is because my powerful backer has come in person.

Heaven hasn't forsaken me!

He was so excited he wanted to burst into laughter, but he held back out of politeness.

Yu Yefeng's face darkened, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He had calculated everything, including Zhang Xiaolin's hidden cards and Fan Kaitai's betrayal, but he hadn't anticipated that Sakurai would personally step forward.

Yesterday, before setting up the stage, he made a special trip to visit Sakurai.

The tickets have been sent.

Five thousand silver dollars were given.

They also probed the conversation.

Sakurai clearly promised that he would be busy with military affairs tonight and wouldn't be able to update the stage.

If they don't come, it's the same as not caring.

Ignoring it is tantamount to tacit approval.

But now this old Japanese devil is standing on the second floor, clapping and praising the play.

This is clearly a case of taking money and making a fool of him.

Snapped!

Zhang Xiaolin slammed his wine glass to the ground, and his old face finally regained its air of authority: "Second Brother Yu."

He laughed in a high-pitched voice.

"Your performance tonight was truly brilliant."

"However, the updated stage is not Wujiang."

"I, Zhang Xiaolin, am not Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Chu!"

"You are not Han Xin, the King of Guanzhong!"

Yu Yefeng's face tightened, and he didn't reply.

He dared not accept it.

The Annan assassins below the stage were all frozen in place.

These people dared to cut Zhang Xiaolin, but with the Japanese officers standing there, no matter how fierce they were, they didn't dare to move.

Wang Xuesen, sitting in the back row, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

These Japanese devils have finally decided to give up.

If Zhang Xiaolin had been poisoned a few breaths later, half of tonight's game would have been lost.

Qingfu stood behind Sakurai and secretly winked at Wang Xuesen.

Wang Xuesen remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he credited the fat man for his good deed.

Last night, he told Qingfu about "calling for reinforcements," and according to his own words, he accompanied Zhang Fayao to persuade Sakurai today.

The fact that a fool like Zhang Fayao could invite Sakurai shows how much he trusts Qingfu.

In the future, Qingfu will take over Yu Yefeng's business and be deeply involved.

Once Zhang Xiaolin dies, all these prime assets will end up in his own pocket.

Good thing!

Under everyone's gaze, Sakurai slowly walked down the stairs.

Ichiro Okamura followed beside him.

Qingfu and Zhang Fayao stood respectfully by his side, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Yu Yefeng quickly stepped forward, forcing a smile, and bowed in Japanese, saying, "Chief of Staff Sakurai, Commander Okamura, what brings you two here?"

Sakurai smiled and said, "How could I miss such a wonderful show?"

Sweat rolled down Yu Yefeng's forehead: "But—you said yesterday you weren't coming."

Sakurai's face suddenly darkened.

"Baka!"

He raised his hand and slapped Yu Yefeng across the face: "Shanghai is an occupied territory of the Great Japanese Empire."

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"Do I, the Chief of Staff, need to explain to a Chinese person where I am going?"

Just moments ago, Yu Yefeng was arrogant and domineering, but now he bowed his head like a lapdog and hurriedly apologized, "I wouldn't dare."

"I wouldn't dare."

Zhang Xiaolin laughed heartily from the side: "Ah Feng, weren't you just going to buy me a drink?"

"Shall we treat the two officers to a drink as well?"

Yu Yefeng's face trembled, and he quickly said, "I wouldn't dare, I absolutely didn't mean that."

Sakurai looked at him coldly and reprimanded, "Mr. Zhang is your father, and you are his son."

"A son killing his father is no different from that of a beast, and is not the act of a gentleman."

"The play you arranged for today was brilliant, but I really didn't like it."

Yu Yefeng lowered his head and said, "Yes."

"I was reckless."

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"Please forgive me, Chief of Staff."

He bowed to Zhang Xiaolin again: "Godfather, I was wrong."

Seeing his dog-like behavior, Zhang Xiaolin finally felt a bit better.

The humiliation of being forced to drink poison and the shame of being publicly humiliated have all transformed into a chilling murderous intent.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the faces of Fan Huichun, the Annamese assassin, and the members of the Chamber of Commerce: "I will remember this score."

Fan Huichun's face was extremely ugly.

He was just now wielding an axe and trying to force the emperor to resign.

Zhang Xiaolin is alive now.

He knew better than anyone what this meant.

If this old mad dog returns to the Zhang mansion, the first person he'll likely bite is Fan Huichun.

Zhang Xiaolin withdrew his gaze and cupped his hands in greeting to Yingjing: "Gentlemen, the Zhang residence has prepared fine wine. This place is inauspicious today, so why don't we move to another location?"

Sakurai didn't agree immediately, but instead glanced at Okamura Ichiro.

Okamura Ichiro said casually, "It would be good to visit the Zhang residence."

Zhang Xiaolin's smile widened even more.

He then looked at Yu Yefeng and sneered, "Yefeng, the show isn't over yet."

"I won't keep you company any longer. You can stay and watch at your leisure."

After saying that, he gestured for Sakurai and Okamura to leave.

Ah Si immediately followed.

Lin Huaibu also stood protectively beside Zhang Xiaolin, his face still showing a loyal expression, but his palms were sweaty.

He knew that he had walked on the brink of death tonight.

If it weren't for the boss's strong backup plan, Zhang Xiaolin's death would have likely turned him into mincemeat.

Yu Chu Jiu stared at Zhang Xiao Lin's retreating figure, a fierce glint flashing in his single eye: "Uncle!"

He gritted his teeth: "Shall we fight this battle?"

"Killing one is enough to break even, killing two is a bonus."

Yu Yefeng glared at him fiercely: "Are you crazy?"

"That's a Japanese person!"

"How many heads do you have enough to chop off?"

Yu Chu Jiu gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment: "But if we miss tonight, it will be much harder to kill that old traitor. They have the support of the Japanese garrison and the military police, we—"

Yu Yefeng watched Zhang Xiaolin disappear through the door, and gave a bitter smile: "Difficult?"

"It's not difficult."

"There's no chance anymore."

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"The Japanese are despicable and shameless; they've ruined our plans!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaolin left, the tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.

At first, none of the guests dared to move.

Several Japanese officers quickly got up and left. Seeing that no one stopped them, those who had just cheered for Yu Yefeng ran faster than anyone else.

Fan Huichun stood there, his face even more ashen than a dead man's.

He looked at Yu Yefeng, his voice hoarse: "Master Yu, you've really put me in a terrible situation."

"Didn't you say that Chief of Staff Sakurai wouldn't interfere in the Green Gang's internal affairs?"

"Now it's all right."

"You've got it all stuck with."

"This time, Master Zhang is probably going to skin me alive."

Yu Yefeng closed his eyes wearily: "I was careless."

"You really can't believe a single word the Japanese say."

"What do we do now?" Fan Huichun asked anxiously, stamping his feet.

Yu Yefeng opened his eyes and looked at the now empty hall: "What else can we do?"

"Sakurai has already chosen sides."

"We can't win this battle."

"Before Zhang Xiaolin can react, quickly pack your valuables and run away."

"The sooner the better."

Fan Huichun's lips trembled slightly.

He glanced at his dozens of men, then at the knives and axes on the ground.

The previous arrogance has now become a death sentence.

"Why!"

He sighed heavily and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"

Dozens of axemen retreated in droves.

In a short while, the hall was mostly empty.

The troupe on stage dared not sing anymore, and the actors huddled backstage, not daring to even breathe.

Wang Xuesen slowly stood up and patted the hem of his clothes.

Liu Zhongwen also stood up.

He looked at Wang Xuesen, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Brilliant, your move?"

Wang Xuesen frowned innocently and said, "Me?"

"Old Liu, you think too highly of me."

"Do you think I can boss Sakurai around?"

Liu Zhongwen stared at him without saying a word.

Wang Xuesen shrugged: "If I could really boss Sakurai around, would I still be working for Director Li at No. 76?"

"Wouldn't it be better if I just went to the 13th Army as an advisor?"

Liu Zhongwen continued to stare at him: "Where is your assassin? Why haven't you made a move yet?"

Wang Xuesen lowered his voice and cursed, "Am I crazy?"

"The Japanese were there just now."

"If we get caught, Director Li, you, and I will all be caught."

"Director Liu, you're skilled and daring, why don't you go?"

Liu Zhongwen had no interest in bantering with him and muttered calmly, "Zhang Xiaolin can't be killed."

"But Yu Yefeng must die."

"This is a direct order from the director."

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Wang Xuesen nodded and said in a low voice, "No rush."

"Take it slow."

"The assassin is from Linzhijiang; we can't let him fall into the hands of these Annamese."

"There are too many people around, let's wait until they disperse."

That's correct.

Liu Zhongwen couldn't find fault with it for a while.

But the more flaws he couldn't find, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Wang Xuesen was too cautious, and his reasons were high-sounding, using the pretext of protecting "his own people."

But being ordered to silence witnesses was something he couldn't reveal to the world.

Wang Xuesen ignored him and glanced at the edge of the hall.

Behind the stage, the fourth brother was tidying up the stage equipment with several servants.

Fourth brother.

His real name is Chen Mo.

Man as his name suggests.

Silent, steady, and able to endure.

The fourth brother is moving towards the escape route on the west side.

That side is close to the back door and also close to the tea room.

If they can get through the narrow alley after firing the shot, they'll have a chance to connect to the Yangjingbang line.

Yu Yefeng suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on Wang Xuesen, who was about to leave his seat, and called out loudly, "Director Wang."

"Did tonight's performance disappoint you?"

Wang Xuesen stopped, turned around, and smiled gently: "What Master Yu said is true."

"The acting was pretty good."

"It can only be said that man proposes, God disposes."

Yu Yefeng nodded, his smile bitter: "Yes."

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

"If only my gecko were still here, we wouldn't be in such a passive position."

Wang Xuesen's eyebrows twitched slightly.

We've finally gotten to this point.

It seems that Yu Yefeng already knows about Zhao Datian's death.

Wang Xuesen laughed and said, "Master Yu, there's no point in talking about this now."

"If I were you, I'd rush home and pack my bags."

"You know better than I do how Boss Zhang holds grudges."

Yu Yefeng shook his head and sighed, "It's no use, we can't escape."

"There are more than a dozen people in my family."

"There are still so many brothers."

"What will happen to them if I leave?"

He looked at Wang Xuesen, then pointed to a short, dark-skinned Annamese man beside him: "Director Wang, do you know him?"

Wang Xuesen glanced at it and said, "I don't recognize it."

"His name is A Diao, he's from Annam, and his sister is very beautiful," Yu Yefeng said with a smile.

Wang Xuesen raised an eyebrow and said, "His sister is pretty, what does that have to do with me?"

Yu Yefeng raised his hand.

Yu Chu Jiu and several Annamese immediately pressed towards Wang Xuesen.

Zhan Shen stepped forward and stood beside Wang Xuesen.

Liu Zhongwen did not move.

He watched this scene quietly and patiently, as if waiting for Wang Xuesen to respond.

Yu Yefeng slowly said, "A Diao said you raped his sister."

He wants an explanation from you.

Wang Xuesen laughed out loud: "Master Yu, you're joking."

"I don't even know who his sister is."

A cruel sense of pleasure surfaced on Yu Yefeng's face: "That's not important."

"I said you were strong, so you are strong."

"After all, who in Shanghai doesn't know about Director Wang's reputation as a playboy?"

"The newspapers will write the same thing tomorrow."

"Wang Xuesen, the director of interrogation room No. 76, raped an Annamite woman and was stabbed to death by her brother in revenge."

"Isn't this perfectly reasonable?"

Wang Xuesen nodded in deep agreement: "Perfectly reasonable, no problem!"

"It seems that Master Yu thinks he's going to die and wants to drag me down with him."

Yu Yefeng's eyes suddenly turned venomous: "Wang Xuesen, if it weren't for you, Gecko wouldn't have died."

"Zhao Datian is the most reliable card in my hand."

"With him around, I can at least threaten Zhang Xiaolin and have the confidence to negotiate with him."

"But you killed him."

"You chopped off his head and gave it to Zhang Xiaolin."

"In this round, I lost half of my game because of the Japanese."

"My other half is lost because of you."

Wang Xuesen clicked his tongue, his sarcasm undisguised: "Master Yu is just in a fit of impotent rage. He can't beat Zhang Xiaolin, so he's blaming me."

"What, you send assassins to kill me, and I'm supposed to thank you and burn some incense?"

"Stop saying such useless things. I can lose, but you must die!" Yu Yefeng's inner pain and fear could only be directed at Wang Xuesen at this moment.

"I don't think so," Wang Xuesen said.

Yu Yefeng smiled: "Really?"

He raised his hand, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"Ah Diao, kill him—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

boom!

Gunshots rang out suddenly.

Yu Yefeng felt a sudden jolt in the back of his head.

His expression froze.

It felt like someone had shoved him hard from behind; he choked, and couldn't catch his breath.

He wanted to turn around and see who had fired the shot.

boom!

The second shot rang out immediately afterward.

The bullet pierced his vest.

Yu Yefeng straightened his chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.

This once arrogant Shanghai gangster tycoon pressed his face against the cold ground, twitched his fingers twice, and then fell silent.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

It then exploded.

"Uncle!"

Yu Chu Jiu's roar was like that of a wild beast.

"There's an assassin!"

The Annamese drew their swords.

Among the opera troupe's servants, the fourth brother had already lifted his short jacket, and the muzzle of his gun was still smoking.

Without pausing, he turned and fired in Wang Xuesen's direction: "You scoundrel!"

boom!

The shot grazed Wang Xuesen's arm and shattered a teacup behind him.

Porcelain shards flew everywhere.

Wang Xuesen deftly shifted to the side, his curses dripping with genuine emotion: "Chen Mo, you've fucking gone mad!"

The fourth brother's eyes were icy cold, as if he had truly been blinded by hatred.

He raised his gun again.

The gun muzzle was off by a few inches, pointing directly at Liu Zhongwen.

boom!

Liu Zhongwen's expression changed drastically.

He instantly flipped to his side, barely avoiding a fatal blow.

The bullet whizzed past, struck the back of the chair, and splinters of wood exploded.

When Lao Si lost sight of Liu Zhongwen, he fired two more shots at the spot where Liu Zhongwen had rolled down.

boom!boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and rushed towards the west escape door.

"Kill him!"

Liu Zhongwen shouted.

Several highly skilled members of the special training team, who had been blending in with the guests, moved at the same time.

They pushed past the Annamese and went straight for the fourth son.

"Protect Director Liu!" Wang Xuesen and Zhan Shen rushed towards Liu Zhongwen almost simultaneously.

The two men, one on each side, tried their best to hold him down.

If they could hold him off for a few more breaths, the fourth brother would have a better chance of survival.

But Liu Zhongwen is not Wang Lin.

He let out a low growl and, like a lion, exerted his strength to break free from their grasp.

Without waiting for a reply, Liu Zhongwen pushed himself up from his seat and ran after the fourth brother's retreating figure.

"court death!"

The fourth brother turned around and fired.

Knowing his amazing marksmanship, Liu Zhongwen had anticipated this and grabbed a Green Gang member to act as a shield.

Both shots hit the Green Gang member.

Liu Zhongwen shoved aside the convulsing "shield" and chased after it again.

His speed was astonishing, and he quickly closed the distance.

Wang Xuesen, supporting himself on a chair, scrambled to his feet and cursed, "Damn it, he's pretty strong."

He actually looks down on traditional martial arts.

In particular, I witnessed firsthand the embarrassing scene last time when Wang Lin, who was known as Li Shiqun's number one bodyguard, was so frightened by the gunshot at the Siberian fur shop that he immediately lay down on the ground and admitted defeat.

But today, he has truly had his eyes opened.

Liu Zhongwen's reaction and ruthlessness far surpassed Wang Lin's!

Damn!

Li Shiqun indeed intended to silence them.

Fourth Brother is in danger.