August 4, 1938, the ninth day of the seventh lunar month.

Suitable for: Sacrifice.

Taboo: Building temples, getting married.

Shanghai Public Settlement, Bombay Road.

11 noon.

Indian restaurants in delhi.

Mr. Sinclair Joe Saltras, Commissioner of the Shanghai Public Settlement Police, walked into the restaurant.

He was wearing a windbreaker and a hat, with the brim of the hat pulled very low, for fear that someone would recognize him.

At first glance, he saw Meng Shaoyuan sitting at the seat along the street.

He sat down slightly nervously and ordered a cup of coffee.

There was a bottle of red wine in front of Meng Shaoyuan, and a glass was filled to the brim.

"I've never quite understood why you Europeans and Americans only like to pour a base when drinking red wine." Meng Shaoyuan took a big sip of red wine: "Why can't you fill it up all at once and then drink it in big gulps?"

Sinclair didn't answer his question at all, but just asked: "Is there really no way to save it?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Mr. Police Commissioner, Zhao Changle is not a qualified agent and never has been, but he has two advantages. First, he hates the Japanese. Second, he is loyal to me. His father-in-law

He died in the hands of the Japanese, and he also died in the hands of the Japanese. If I don't avenge him, who else will be loyal to me from now on?"

"Meng, the public settlement has been peaceful for a long time." Sinclair sighed: "You issued a 'kill order' and hunted down the Japanese at all costs. Do you know what this means to the public settlement?"

"The bloody storm."

Meng Shaoyuan replied without hesitation: "Zhao Changle is my brother, and I must avenge him. You are my friend and the police chief of the public concession, so I informed you in advance."

He glanced at Sinclair: "There are three kinds of people in the Shanghai Public Settlement. One is my subordinate. The other is my friend. The last one is my enemy. Those who help me are mine.

Friends, on the other hand, are my enemies!"

Except for the Japanese, no one wants to be Meng Shaoyuan’s enemy!

Sinclair is no exception.

So, he smiled sadly: "I don't know when this war will end. I will try my best to help you within my ability. All the nearby patrols have been transferred. But at least you can

Tell me, who do you want to deal with today?"

"Zhenggang Jiusheng, and the thirteen people he is responsible for."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything.

Sinclair gasped.

Fourteen people?

Kill fourteen people at once?

Sinclair could already imagine the bloody storm that was about to ensue.

"Please help me drink this bottle of red wine."

Meng Shaoyuan pushed half a bottle of red wine in front of Sinclair: "Let's enjoy the show while drinking."

Sinclair knew why he chose to take action here.

Bombay Road is one of the areas with the best security in the entire Shanghai Public Settlement.

When the Youth Gang was rampant in Shanghai, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce made an agreement with them not to cause trouble on Bombay Road.

Here, it has been peaceful for too long.

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and walked out of the restaurant without looking back...

…

Shanghai in August is very hot and muggy.

Meng Shaoyuan really couldn't imagine how Sinclair could still wear a windbreaker and a hat in such weather.

Aren't you afraid of heat stroke?

"Everything is arranged."

Gan Ning came over and said, "We have prepared thirty gunmen."

All nearby are military agents.

The always peaceful road in Mumbai is about to be stained red with blood.

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "Do you know what consequences this will cause?"

Gan Ning did not answer.

Meng Shaoyuan took a deep drag on his cigarette: "No one thinks that we will attack on Bombay Road, and the Japanese also think that we will not stand up to the Ministry of Industry. Once the assassination is successful, the Ministry of Industry will put a lot of pressure on us, and our living environment will be affected."

It will get worse quickly.”

"There are negatives and positives." Gan Ning said calmly: "If we allow the Japanese to massacre our comrades, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce will think that we are very weak. Thoughts and bloodshed can also make them have concerns. You said

, giving in will never bring peace.”

Meng Shaoyuan has always admired Gan Ning.

He is an outstanding one among all his subordinates.

He patted Gan Ning's shoulder: "Get ready to take action."

…

Noon, 11:30.

The weather is so hot that people want to soak their whole body in ice water.

Two people dressed as waiters were handing out flyers for the restaurant.

A man was beating his wife, and several people were watching.

Two men were playing chess there.

A rather wretched-looking guy set up a roadside gambling stall there, specifically to defraud those ignorant people who wanted to get something for nothing.

Not to mention, four or five people actually took the bait.

…

Zhenggang Jiusheng led the second batch of thirteen agents who were reinforced to Shanghai, walking all the way and introducing them to the situation here.

He was not worried about being assassinated by military agents.

Because a long time ago, Chinese and Japanese agents had a rule that was not agreed upon but everyone respected each other.

There must be no bloodshed at several places including Bombay Road.

Everyone needs buffer zones.

If war is likely to break out everywhere, Shanghai's public settlements will soon fall into chaos.

This is bad for both parties.

"This is Bombay Road." Zhenggang Jiusheng introduced to the agents: "The safest place in Shanghai!"

…

"Director Meng, they are here."

Meng Shaoyuan threw away the cigarette butt, pulled out his pistol, and checked: "Five minutes, the battle is over!"

"clear!"

…

The fourteen Japanese agents were very experienced. They kept a certain distance for fear of encountering a sudden attack.

This is true even in the safest place in Shanghai...

…

The two waiters looked at each other and pulled out their guns.

The man beating his wife, the woman being beaten, and watching the excitement suddenly dispersed, and several submachine guns appeared in their hands.

The chess player took out two pistols.

The person who set up a gambling stall to deceive people suddenly opened the gambling table, and together with the gamblers, took out a submachine gun from underneath!

…

At 11:33, gunfire sounded like firecrackers on Bombay Road in the Shanghai Public Settlement.

Thirty military gunners emptied their magazines of bullets like crazy.

Then, he quickly replaced it with a new magazine.

The long-standing default rule has been broken.

From now on, there will no longer be a conventionally safe place in the Shanghai Public Settlement.

Meng Shaoyuan fired shot after shot, shooting every target he could see!

Zhenggang Jiusheng's body was beaten like a sieve.

This Japanese agent, who had just been called one of the "Four Four Kings", died in the safest place in Shanghai.

The corpses of thirteen Japanese agents were scattered everywhere.

There was a thunder in the sky.

The war has begun!
Chapter completed!