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"No, maybe the Japanese have increased the number of radio direction-finding vehicles? Why is there one in the west of the city?"

He was also full of doubts. After all, he hadn't been to the gendarmerie for a while, and now he didn't know whether there was a radio direction-finding vehicle there.

What people don't know is that the number of direction-finding vehicles in the gendarmerie has not increased, but there is one place where it has increased, that is, there are two more vehicles under Dobiyuan's command.

However, these two vehicles only arrived in the morning, and the intelligence from the subordinates had not been delivered yet. Moreover, so many things had happened to the Japanese in the past two days that they were very busy, so naturally the direction-finding vehicle had not been driven out.

It’s just that it’s revealed now, so Zhang Tianhao naturally doesn’t know about it.

"Master, according to today's schedule, we have to go to Manager Chen's house for dinner, and then we will come back!"

At this time, A-Reng walked in and reported to Zhang Tianhao in a low voice.

"Ah, I almost forgot about this matter. OK, let's get ready to go!"

Suddenly, he thought of something and couldn't help but smile bitterly. After all, this time, he was so busy that he forgot.

"By the way, call Manager Chen!"

"Manager Chen has been waiting for you outside for almost half an hour!"

He was just thinking about something, and about an hour had passed. The sky was getting a little dark, and even the street lights in the factory began to light up.

……

In a safe house in the concession, Xiaobao looked up at Afeng who walked in and was also stunned.

"Brother Feng, you're here?"

"Ok!"

As Afeng spoke, he helped someone walk in carefully, came to the side of the other bed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at his wet clothes, then at the clothes on the young man, and began to carefully take off his clothes.

It’s just that the young man’s face was a little pale, and even his teeth were clenched tightly, as if he was in great pain.

"Brother Feng, let me help you!"

Xiaobao also stood up, walked to Afeng's side, and supported Xiaohu.

Only then did he realize that there was still a lot of blood flowing out of Xiaohu's body, and he was in a semi-comatose state. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have fainted long ago.

"I've suffered quite a bit of injury!"

"Yes, the secret agents shot him. Xiaohu hid in the water for two or three minutes. If the Japanese hadn't found him, he might have really died. I also found him underwater."

"By the way, bring me the tweezers, I'll see if I can get the bullet out!"

"Ok!"

But when the two of them took off Xiaohu's clothes, they were a little confused, after all, Xiaohu's injuries were quite serious.

At least it was much more serious than I had imagined. He was shot twice, especially in the right chest. It was a blessing in disguise that the bullet didn't kill Xiaohu directly.

"It's troublesome. I thought he was only shot in the arm, but I didn't expect there was another bullet in the chest. Damn spy."

Afeng couldn't help but curse inwardly, and then frowned tightly.

After all, the only one who can save Xiaohu now is the young master, and it is impossible for anyone else to perform such an operation.

"Trouble!"

"It's really troublesome, Brother Feng, can you find the young master?"

"I want to, too, but how do I know where the young master is? It's like the young master doesn't know where I am. Alas!"

"You don't know where the young master is?"

Xiaobao was also stunned, and immediately became a little confused, but soon gave a bitter smile.

It seemed as if he didn't know where the young master was. Every time, it was the young master who came to find them. After all, the young master was so mysterious that not many people had even seen his true face.

Of course, he still knew it, after all, their faces were the same as the young master's. ...

On the other side, Zhang Tianhao was sitting in a car. The car in front belonged to Manager Chen, while Zhang Tianhao was sitting in his own car, watching the car in front driving towards the Chen family in the concession.

"A-Ring, you go to Chen's house later, I'll get off in front!"

"Master, aren't you going to Chen's house for dinner?"

"No, too many things happened today, so I don't have the energy to go to dinner. However, you give this envelope to Manager Chen and just say that someone asked you to pass it on. You don't need to say anything else, okay?"

As he spoke, he took out a neat envelope from his pocket and placed it on the front seat of the car.

"By the way, tell Manager Chen that you can't tell anyone about this, and don't say that you gave it to him, understand?"

"Yes!"

A-Ring has followed Zhang Tianhao for several years, so he naturally knows what he should ask and what he should not ask.

He drove the car attentively and looked carefully at the roads on both sides, especially the pedestrians who appeared from the roadside from time to time, which made him more careful.

"By the way, Master, when will I pick you up?"

"It's half past six in the evening. You walk this way at nine o'clock. If I'm on the roadside, you pick me up. If not, you go straight back."

"As for Manager Chen, just tell him that I'm having dinner there tonight and I'm busy with other things!"

"It's just around the corner ahead, slow down a bit, I'll get off right away!"

"Yes!"

A-Reng looked at the car in front of him, then he deliberately slowed down, and just when he turned, he stepped on the brakes.

Zhang Tianhao had already looked around and pushed open the right door directly. After all, the car turned right, so the door naturally opened from the right.

He opened the car door and jumped out, closing it at the same time. The whole process was skillful and quick.

After pressing the brake, A-Ring released it again, and the car slowly moved forward. It seemed as if it had never stopped.

There was just one more person, Zhang Tianhao, on the side of the road, wearing an ordinary coat and holding an umbrella in his hand.

As he opened his umbrella, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

He had changed his face in the car just now. Now his face was not Keihei Jiichiro's at all, but the face of another stranger.

Even if Yoko and the others came to him, they would not be able to recognize him.

Looking at the car going away, Zhang Tianhao turned and walked in another direction.

The drizzle still hit his body, but all the drizzle was blocked by his mental power. He seemed to be in a wind and rain, but there was not even a trace of rain on his body.

Of course, apart from some water stains on his leather shoes, there was nothing to show that he had walked in the rain.

Holding an umbrella, he walked slowly in a secluded alley, neither fast nor slow, as if he was taking a walk in the rain, but in fact his speed was still quite fast, at least twice as fast as a normal person's walking speed.

"Clap clap clap!"

Just as he was walking in the alley ahead, he heard several more gunshots coming from the front, which made him frown.

After all, the concession is so chaotic now, he really doesn't know how chaotic it will be in the city.

This was the second time he encountered a shooting incident while walking on this road. Although he didn't see anyone, he still shook his head helplessly.

Shanghai is in such a mess right now, so chaotic that even he can't quite grasp it.

The Japanese were greatly irritated by him. Since they couldn't find him, they naturally took out their anger on the ordinary people of Shanghai. This was a common tactic used by the Japanese, and Zhang Tianhao had no way to deal with it.

  There will always be sacrifices in the fight against Japan!

Just then, I saw a young student running from the opposite side not far ahead, and he looked quite panicked.

Just as he walked a dozen steps and reached the intersection, he saw three secret agents chasing the young student, holding guns in their hands and firing a few shots from time to time. (End of this chapter)