After Shanghai became an isolated island, most people with national integrity, except for staying in Shanghai to work behind enemy lines, moved to the rear and participated in the War of Resistance. Those drunken and dreaming and national scum regarded Shanghai as a "paradise", which was really "bureaucratic woman without knowing the hatred of the country, and she still sang the back garden across the river." At that time, brothels, wine shops, singing, pavilions, dance halls, especially dance halls. The Paramount Dance Hall, located on the edge of the public concession and the road building across the border, was particularly popular among traitors and traitors. In addition, there were many red dance girls like Chen Manli and Dai Dai who made formations. Therefore, the dance industry was the best and the best among all dance halls in the city.

At this moment, in the dance floor of the Paramount dance hall, decadent jazz music was played one after another, and both men and women were dancing gracefully like drunkenness. Wu Ming absentmindedly hugged a dancer and turned around, Lin Zhijiang, Wang Tianmu, why haven’t you come yet? It’s been three days now, what a fun place, come quickly, my hair turned white, even if there is one.

At the end of the song, Wu Ming led the dancer back to the seat.

"Sir, come and have a bottle of champagne?" Wu Ming chose a dancer who seemed to be a novice who had no experience. Seeing that Wu Ming was a little excited, he asked timidly.

Dancers are women who are professions for dancers in dance halls. People only see dancers who are rich and elegant and dance in luxury dance halls, but they do not know that they are full of unspeakable bitterness. The main sources of dancers are small staff, housewives, escaped concubines and maids. Some dancers are actually minor students. The reason why these people act as dancers who accompany dance and laugh in the dance hall was forced to make this bad decision because of life. In addition to the salary given in the dance hall, the dancers' other main income is to hope to get a "trailer" to allow them to consume more regulations in the dance hall in the dance hall. Every time the dancers buy a relatively expensive champagne, the dancers can draw one or two yuan from it.

"Okay." Wu Ming nodded casually, reached out and touched his moustache on his lips, and pushed his glasses upwards.

The dancer immediately showed joy. He called the waiter to drink and poured it on Wu Ming. Wu Ming smiled faintly, paid the bill, prepared to drink two glasses, and then took a break and left.

At this time, there was a commotion at the door of the dance hall. Wu Ming turned to look and squinted his eyes unconsciously.N

Surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards, several large spies from the No. 76 area walked into the dance hall with a high voice. With the waiter nodding and bowing, they occupied a small dance floor. After a while, the popular dancer Chen Manli led a few gorgeous dancers over.

Wu Ming didn't know the others. He only saw Lin Zhijiang being among the group of people.

Among these people, besides Lin Zhijiang, there are He Tianfeng, Chen Mingchu and Feng Guozhen, who are all spy leaders who defected to No. 76.

"Brother Wang is just a timid. We have carried ten guns, what are we afraid of?" Lin Zhijiang hugged Chen Manli and said a little drunk.

"He is not afraid of death, but his wife." He Tianfeng shook his head and suddenly reached out to take a hand in front of a dancer's chest. Amid the dancer's screams, several traitors burst into laughter.

Wu Ming sneered slightly, picked up the champagne and sucked it gently. So many people came suddenly, which was a bit beyond his expectations. But he did not give up. Killing is easy to escape, and he was thinking about how to retreat safely after succeeding. In order to reduce the trouble, he did not carry a gun with him, but just inserted five steel needles and his steel cone into the mezzanine of his belt.

"Sir, let's have another song!" asked the dancer next to him.

"You go, I'll sit for a while and leave." Wu Ming took out a few coins, stuffed them into the dancer's hand, and waved her to leave.

Lin Zhijiang and others each hugged a dancer and walked into the small dance floor to dance. Only He Tianfeng stood up and walked towards the bathroom accompanied by two bodyguards. Wu Ming put down his wine glass and followed him.

Two bodyguards stood at the bathroom door, one left and one right, glanced at Wu Ming, and continued to hold there with their arms around.

Wu Ming pushed open the door and walked into the bathroom. He stopped in the urinal not far from He Tianfeng, pretended to untied his belt, and secretly put the steel cone on his fingers.

After draining the water, He Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and walked out while tying his belt. Just as he passed by Wu Ming, Wu Ming rushed over without any effort, pinching his throat with one hand, and the steel cone quickly pierced into his chest. He Tianfeng opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound, his hands and feet twitched, and struggled.

Wu Ming used both hands, lifted and pushed He Tianfeng into the small compartment. At this time, He Tianfeng finally stopped struggling, and a stream of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

He shook off the dirty hands that He Tianfeng was holding his clothes, lay He Tianfeng's body on the toilet, put his pistol around his waist, and Wu Ming took another dress, turned around and walked out.

"Your boss vomited a lot inside." Wu Ming pushed open the door and said seriously to the two bodyguards outside.

The two bodyguards glanced at each other, pulled Wu Ming away, and broke in. Wu Ming twisted his hands and locked the door, threw out two steel needles, and rushed forward.

After a while, Wu Ming walked out naturally and slowly walked towards Lin Zhijiang and others' small dance floor. He hid behind a large pillar and observed calmly.

At the end of the song, Lin Zhijiang and others walked towards the big sofa with laughter, "Jump two more songs, let's make a comeback. When you go to Zhaofeng, you will always draw two bullets and bet a few times."

"Okay!" Chen Mingchu replied: "It's rare to come out, just have fun."

"When Lao He comes back, I will ask him what he means." Feng Guozhen said.

"Yes!" Lin Zhijiang suddenly shook for a moment, with a painful expression on his face, and he reached out to cover his chest.

"Old Lin, why..." Chen Mingchu turned his head and asked. The lights in the dance hall were dim, and he did not see clearly the small piece of needles exposed on Lin Zhijiang's chest.

After Wu Ming flew out the steel needle, he pulled out his pistol with his backhand, ",,..." and shot several times. Before Chen Mingchu finished speaking, he was shot and fell to the ground, and his life and death were unknown. A large glass chandelier on the roof was sparse and countless pieces fell off.

As soon as the gunshots sounded, the men and women rushed to escape, snatching the door and running away, and you squeezed me into chaos.
Chapter completed!