Before the explosion, six or seven diners in different outfits sat upright in two rooms on the third floor of the hotel. In one of the rooms, a man in the lead raised his wrist and stared at the rotation of the watch pointer. This person was Deng Zhihong, the leader of the operation team responsible for clearing Luo Zidong this time.

The others also looked at him and saw him nodding slightly. Then a series of violent explosions came downstairs, the walls vibrated, the tables and chairs fell, and the plates and wine glasses on them scattered all over the floor.

However, the action team members were prepared and stood firm. After shaking, Deng Zhihong held the gun in his hand and rushed out of the door first. The other team members followed closely and rushed down the stairs.

At this time, the second floor was already in a mess, and there was no one standing in the entire corridor.

The operation team leader Deng Zhihong is the leading blasting expert in the Shanghai Intelligence Department. The original blasting of the Fukuoka warehouse was his work.

He had calculated the dose of explosives in advance and distributed them in hidden corners on the second floor to ensure that at the same time, every corner of the second floor would be affected by explosions, hitting the opponent to the greatest extent and losing its resistance. At present, the effect and expectations are even better.

"Find out Luo Zidong and re-energize the gun, hurry up!"

Deng Zhihong waved his hand and the fourteen team members immediately re-shot the guns. They were very fast. The Colt pistol with a silencer in their hands kept making muffled sounds, and soon slaughtered the people in the corridor.

Deng Zhihong immediately ran to the largest private room. The door frame was empty and the door panel was gone. He saw that it had been completely destroyed. The glass on the window was broken, and the room was in a mess. There were two corpses lying in the door. The explosives in this room were sufficient and the explosion was very strong. The two people were killed on the spot.

Deng Zhihong stepped forward to identify, but it was not the target Luo Zidong. He was shocked and quickly turned around to check. Then he found that the person behind him was dressed well, unlike the others. He quickly bent down and turned over. Sure enough, it was the target Luo Zidong.

Luo Zidong closed his eyes tightly, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he didn't know how to do it. Deng Zhihong was not interested in checking it. He raised his hand and shot it, and the bullet penetrated Luo Zidong's forehead. Then he turned around and looked at everyone.

"withdraw!"

At this time, the diners who were frightened in the explosion also reacted, rushed out of their respective rooms and ran towards the hotel gate. The scene was in a hurry. In the crowd, many people were pushed to the ground, trampled on each other, screaming, screaming, and even the crying of women were intertwined, and the whole building suddenly started to yell.

The sudden change also scared Yan Xing and others who had been waiting in the mouth downstairs to the point of being shocked. They were originally calm around, but there was a violent explosion in the hotel. The glass of the windows on the entire second floor was shattered by a powerful shock wave and flew around. The air waves made a roar, which shocked everyone to the ground, not knowing what had happened!

Yan Xing was the first person to react. When he looked up, he couldn't help but feel scared. Luo Zidong and all his subordinates were on the second floor. Needless to say, this explosion was aimed at Luo Zidong. It was just that the explosion of such a great intensity was unlikely to survive.

He was anxious at this time and quickly called everyone around him to stand up and rushed into the hotel gate first. However, at this time, the diners on the first floor were so scared that they ran out, squeezing the door full of the door, Yan Xing and others couldn't rush in.

They finally squeezed into the hall, but at this time, the diners upstairs also ran down. The diners stumbled and rushed down the stairs while screaming.

Yan Xing no longer hesitated, pushed the diners in front of him away, rushed up the stairs first, and the bodyguards behind him followed.

But in a panic, he did not notice that the panic-dominated diners, when they were crossing their arms with them, pulled their guns in their hands at the same time, almost pressing against their bodies, and suddenly launched an attack.

"Puff...puff..."

A intensive shooting was all shot in the vital points of the chest and abdomen, and the bodyguards who had no time to react were trembling, blood splattered, and they collapsed softly to the ground.

Yan Xing was the first person to be knocked down by Deng Zhihong. He was shot several times in the chest, fell backwards, and rolled down the stairs. As soon as the two sides contacted each other, the battle ended.

The operation team members put away their guns, continued to pretend to be panicked diners, rushed out of the hotel gate, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

The moment before the explosion, a car was parked on the side of the road on the street several blocks away from here. The hood in front was lifted, and the driver was lying on the engine with a wrench in his hand to troubleshoot the fault.

On the back seat of the car, the Green Gang tycoon Wan Mulin was sitting with an impatient face. He reached out to take out his pocket watch, looked at the time, then rolled down the window, and said to Chai Liang, who had been standing outside the car and urging the repair of the car: "A Si, why hasn't it been repaired yet? How long will it take?"

When Chai Liang saw Wan Mulin urging him, he quickly replied: "Uncle Wan, don't worry, it's just a minor problem, and it can be repaired soon. Please wait a little longer."

Wan Mulin lost his patience, so he simply pushed open the car door and prepared to get off the car. However, he was fat and it was quite inconvenient to get on and off the car door. Chai Liang quickly went forward to help and helped him out.

Wan Mulin came to the front of the car a few steps and watched the driver nervously repair it. He probably couldn't repair it for a while, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't bother. Time is coming soon. Find a rickshaw and we'll rush over first."

Chai Liang was stunned. He held his hand to his mouth, yelled and looked like a warm hand, and persuaded him in a pretentious manner: "Uncle Wan, it's cold and you're in a bad health. What if you run over in a rickshaw? Besides, he, Luo Zidong, is the junior, who should wait for you for a while, so there is no need to give him a face too much!"

Wan Mulin hesitated for a moment when he heard this. It was winter now. He was fat and afraid of the cold. He didn't prepare much for going out today. Who knew that the car broke down here shortly after he went out. It took such a long time to delay. The original time to arrange wealth must be later.

He was not anxious because he was late for the banquet. Luo Zidong's status and seniority were far less than his. Now he has something to ask for him, so it is not impossible to go there for a while. Naturally, Luo Zidong didn't dare to say anything more.

But since Wan Mulin followed Yue Sheng, as Yue Sheng's right-hand man, he almost arranged all the trivial matters of Yue Sheng. He had long developed the habit of placing everything in front of him. He had a very strong sense of time and had never been late or delayed when dealing with people and dealing with matters. The same is true today.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and pointed Chai Liang, and said, "You just can't help you! You don't need to think at all. Of course it's nothing to ask Adong to wait for a while. But he is a meticulous person and doesn't say anything, but he is afraid he is unhappy. He is now in trouble. I don't want to be arrogant, but I just don't want him to think too much, so he can use him in the future."

Wan Mulin is worthy of being Yue Sheng’s great housekeeper. He has his own experience in dealing with people and is also very careful about others’ thoughts.

When Chai Liang heard this, he had to nod. He looked at the time and nodded secretly. Then he turned around and held the hood with his hands and asked the driver, "How is it? Has it been repaired?"

The driver looked up at Chai Liang, confirmed his meaning, and said loudly: "Fourth Brother, it has been repaired. I'll just put the screws on."

When Wan Mulin heard this, he nodded and turned around and prepared to get on the bus. He was most afraid of the cold, but at this moment, he felt a little cold when he was blown by the cold wind on the street.

But at this moment, a sound of explosion came from afar. Even they could hear it clearly. Wan Mulin was knowledgeable and his face changed when he heard it. He said to Chai Liang: "It's the sound of explosives, and it's quite a bit of noise!"

Chai Liang was so clear in his heart that the operation team was launched at the scheduled time. He said in surprise: "It's really the sound of explosives! When I was in the army, I can't hear it every day, and I can't make any mistakes!"

Wan Mulin looked up again and asked uncertainly: "A Si, look at the direction of the explosion, is it the area where the Huijiang Hotel?"

Chai Liang took a look, nodded and said, "Uncle Wan, it's true that the world is chaotic now, and the concession is not safe. Otherwise, we'd better go back?"

Wan Mulin hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but he had been walking in the world for many years, and had a lot of knowledge, but he was not lacking in courage. He said disapprovingly: "After all, this is the French Concession. I listened to the sound at my doorstep, so I won't go out? Joke! Go quickly!"

Seeing Wan Mulin so persistent, Chai Liang shook his head and had to signal the driver to drive. The vehicle started and continued to drive towards the Huijiang Hotel.

The vehicle was keeping speed and was not moving fast. After a long time, it took to arrive at the street where Huijiang Hotel was located. However, when it was almost time for Huijiang Hotel, it was found that there were a large crowd of people. Everyone stopped to watch the direction of Huijiang Hotel. People watching the fun blocked the streets. Although the driver kept honking the horn, the vehicle still couldn't go further.

After all, this is the French Concession, and people's lives are quite stable and they still have a little curiosity about these things. If the same happened, if it happened in downtown Shanghai, I was afraid that the people on the street would have run away long ago!

Wan Mulin and others were sitting in the car and looking at the crowd around them, they were also quite helpless.

At this moment, a sound of sirens sounded. The patrolmen who came from all over the world blew the whistle and waved the police batons to drive everyone aside and let the road open. Soon, several police cars roared over and drove directly to the downstairs of Huijiang Hotel and stopped.
Chapter completed!