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Zhang Tianhao, who was also sitting at the door, smoking, had a bitter look on his face.

After all, he thought about the people in the concession who wanted to transport the gold, and he wanted to get involved. After all, if the gold was taken by the Japanese, it would be better for him to get it for free.

But he thought of the woman Rose again, and he didn't expect that the number of people in the Red Moon intelligence organization was not large, only more than 40 women, and they were all young women.

Most of these young women are already married and use their own advantages to obtain certain intelligence, but it is not mandatory.

In the entire intelligence organization, there are 37 married women, and only 8 of them are either unmarried or are considering getting married.

After all, their lives are really not easy.

This is not a big deal. The main thing is that the Red Moon Organization still has 36 little girls to support, which puts them in a difficult position.

"Alas, Rose is really a rose with thorns. Maybe she can really be recruited."

The corners of his mouth also raised up an elusive smile. After all, that night when the two of them were together, he still used hypnosis to learn everything that Rose knew.

This is also where he is in a difficult position now.

Recruiting is a good thing, but the Red Moon Organization is just a small organization, and the safety factor is not high. The members rely on certain emotions to maintain contact.

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. At most, we can reorganize these people and let some of them withdraw from the group. Let them live in peace!"

Things like reorganization were not difficult for him. After all, he had hypnosis skills. He wanted to hypnotize these people and make them instinctively not want to reveal their secrets.

"It's just that gold is still gold!"

Thirty tons of gold is definitely an astronomical figure, and the route can be taken is absolutely confidential.

"We still have to keep an eye on the dock, or..."

Suddenly, Zhang Tianhao thought of a place, that is the bank. Only the bank has the ability to transfer so much gold.

As for personal merchant ships, they are not trustworthy at all.

After all, if someone swallowed up this batch of gold, then so many people would have to suffer in silence.

But there are quite a few banks in Shanghai, so he needs to think carefully about where this batch of gold will be.

After all, if you are not prepared, there is no point.

"It's time to arrange some people to investigate the concession. Otherwise, it's not a good thing to keep lurking. The most important thing is that we still have to teach the Japanese a lesson tonight, but how to teach this lesson is still a bit troublesome!"

"But what should I do tonight so that the Japanese can remember my name, Zhang Tianhao, and feel fear from the bottom of their hearts whenever they mention me, Zhang Tianhao?"

Thinking of this, he quietly returned to his desk, flipped his hand, and a Japanese military map appeared on his desktop.

This is a military map of Shanghai that was just seized from the Japanese. It is so detailed that even Zhang Tianhao has to admire the Japanese for their meticulous attention to detail.

If you look closely at the location of Hongkou, you will find that there are a large number of Japanese living here, including many Japanese secret agencies, hospitals, etc.

It can be said that the important strongholds of the Japanese were concentrated in Hongkou, while there were relatively fewer in other places.

"By the way, the gendarmerie, the airport, or the dock?"

He was also unsure, after all, those places were not so easy to take over. The Japanese were not stupid. What Zhang Tianhao had done in the past two days had indeed given them a headache.

But they are not always passive. They have also begun to mobilize secret forces and integrate most of their troops to prepare for a secret contest with Zhang Tianhao.

"There are two warships, the Antaku and Changxin, and a few gunboats. This is definitely a piece of fat meat. I don't know if there are any warships coming from Nanjing or other places. I really hope you all come over."

When he thought of this, his eyes lit up. "Haha, how could I forget all this? What an idiot, idiot!"

When he thought of this, a bitter smile flashed in his eyes.

  A rainy night is the best cover, but I don’t know what will happen tomorrow night?

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"A Feng, there are two things I need to do. First, gather some death squads for me, and those who can swim. If it continues to rain tonight, have them blow up the warships on the dock."

Zhang Tianhao sat opposite Afeng and whispered.

"Master, that thing is not easy to blow up, and the Japanese are guarding it too tightly. Ordinary people can't get close to it, not to mention that they have to carry a lot of explosives."

"You are so stupid. You forgot the explosives I designed, which have a half-hour delay. Plus, if it rains at night, it will be easier to act. You don't have to worry about being discovered, right?"

"Master, I am still a little worried about the safety of the twenty brothers in the two teams."

"A Feng, you're worrying too much. What is a suicide squad?"

Zhang Tianhao reminded him softly, then looked at him gently.

Ah Feng suddenly became alert, as if he understood something, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Master, I'm sorry. I've been in Shanghai for so long these past few years that I almost forgot who I am and I've become a little withdrawn from doing things."

"It's human nature. Besides, you have a family now, right? It's normal to think too much, but you must remember your mission!"

"Yes!"

"Second, mobilize all the connections, personnel, and material resources in the concession to check for me. I heard that some foreigners in the concession are trying to escape, and they have gathered 30 tons of gold to be shipped back to the United States. Check for me, you must find out where this batch of gold is stored now!"

"A shipment of gold?"

Afeng's eyes also lit up. After all, there was no reason for him not to want this matter.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely get them done."

A Feng thought for a moment, then asked carefully: "Master, how do you think we should deal with the explosives?"

"I knew you were no good. I've prepared everything. Everything is in its original place. Just know it. When we take action, we can take them out and distribute them. There are a total of ten warships that have been running rampant on our Yangtze River. We should have sunk them long ago!"

"Thank you, Master."

Afeng stood up and prepared to send Zhang Tianhao away.

In a yard not far from the door of his house, there was parked the truck that Zhang Tianhao had just driven over. This was the truck he used last night.

"Wash the truck twice more later. It's better to be careful."

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao was not in much mood at this time. After completing the task, he walked out of the backyard gate and headed in another direction.

As for where this place is, this is the urban area, not the concession. Even Zhang Tianhao is still quite careful here.

Only after Afeng watched Zhang Tianhao leave did he close the door again, fetch water himself, and prepare to wash the inside of the truck twice.

Under such circumstances, he believed that as long as the Japanese were careful, they would definitely find clues about the truck, and details were the key to Afeng's success. (End of this chapter)