Lost and Spy

Chapter 2218 Murderous awe-inspiring

289 Albert Road.

Here, it used to be the Shanghai District Headquarters of the Military Control Bureau.

Here, there have been bloody battles in Shanghai one after another.

Here, thousands of troops from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai were once commanded.

But now here, it has become the second office and detention center of the pseudo-secret headquarters.

The Japanese gendarmerie also took a fancy to this place.

But under Li Shiqun's insistence, he still became the property of No. 76.

Meng Shaoyuan is too familiar with every plant and tree here.

There, there were two clear posts once set up.

There, are the locations of the four dark sentries.

There, there was a breakfast stand before, and there was a submachine gun under the stand.

It's great to be back here.

Nearby, there is a shaving shop.

Every big city has a barber shop.

In every barber shop in a big city, there must be a little Su Bei.

Those who can open a barber shop usually have lived in this city for many years.

Little Subei on Albert Road is no exception.

He has been in Shanghai for 20 years, from being an apprentice, to looking for business everywhere with the burden of shaving his hair, to renting this store, and getting married.

His best youth was dedicated to Shanghai.

He often shaves his guests' heads while bragging.

Bragging about having shaved so-and-so's head.

Someone intentionally shaves his army: "Little Su Bei, you always say you shaved this person's head. The 'Pan Tianhu' who used to be in charge of the army is here. Did you shave his head?"

"Shave it, why haven't you shaved it?" Little Su Bei flaunted when he heard it: "Pan Tianhu recognized that I shaved his head, but every time he sent someone to ask me to shave his head, he likes me to dance for him." Knife, knocking on the back, every time it is done, the money given is extraordinarily large.

Others say he is very fierce, but he is a good man, the best man. "

"Shh, little Su Bei, you can't talk nonsense now. Now, this is the territory of No. 76."

Every time he thinks of Pan Tianhu, Xiao Su Bei always looks a little lonely.

He still misses his old life.

Early in the morning, the sky actually started to drizzle a little.

It's too early and it's raining again. Business is destined to be bad today.

But just as Xiao Su Bei finished his last mouthful of breakfast, three customers entered the shop.

The one who came in first was wearing a black three-piece suit, a black top hat, and a black windbreaker.

As soon as he came in, he said, "Boss, shave your head."

Holding the empty bowl, little Su Bei was stunned.

He couldn't believe that he could hear this voice again.

This voice, to the Japanese and those traitors, is the voice of Hades.

But for pure Chinese, for little Su Bei, there is nothing more cordial than this.

That is:

Japanese public enemy, the strongest agent on the surface, Meng Shaoyuan!
Meng Shaoyuan took off his hat and smiled: "It's too early, don't you want to do business?"

"Do, do, why not!"

Little Su Bei quickly put down the bowl, his voice trembling: "You don't have to do other people's business, but Boss Nong's business, I must do it. Boss, sit down."

He suddenly thought of something: "I'll go and close the door."

He was afraid that Agent 76 who was nearby would suddenly break in.

"Open it, just open it wide." Meng Shaoyuan took off his windbreaker again, handed it to Li Zhifeng, and sat down: "I'm already home, don't you dare to open the door?"

"Hey, good, good."

Little Su Bei never dreamed that he would have the opportunity to help Pan Tianhu shave his head.

"Look, look, look."

As soon as he picked up the scissors, little Su Bei regained his composure. He was trimming like a master in this industry and said:
"Long's hair, I haven't let me do it for a long time, and now I don't look foreign at all. They all look bad, Boss Nong is a person with status, hair is the most important thing."

"So, didn't I come to look for you?" Meng Shaoyuan completely handed himself over to Xiao Su Bei.

Little Su Bei trimmed his hair skillfully.

His daughter-in-law also came out, and stood aside, quietly looking at the old customer who used to be in the shop.

After tidying up, Xiao Subei's daughter-in-law quickly poured hot water and helped wash her hair.

She also asked cautiously:

"Boss Meng, you guys are back?"

"came back!"

Meng Shaoyuan's words made Xiao Subei and his wife's eyes turn red.

A whole set of procedures, in the hands of Xiao Subei, made Meng Shaoyuan as comfortable as he wanted.

Repairing the face, repairing the eyelids, and jumping the knife is called a skill.

The hair has been waxed to make it not messy, and with the newly cut hairstyle, it is really called a foreign style.

Another knock on the back, early in the morning, Meng Shaoyuan almost fell asleep.

Finally, Xiao Subei patted Meng Shaoyuan on the back: "Boss, it's done."

"Comfortable, comfortable."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and looked at himself in the mirror, the more satisfied he looked.

"Boss, put on your clothes."

Little Subei's wife took the coat from Li Zhifeng and helped Meng Shaoyuan put it on.

Just as Meng Shaoyuan was about to take money out of his pocket, Xiao Subei hurriedly said: "Boss, this time, no matter what, I will honor you. I know that when I come back, I will do something important. I am also a Chinese. I I don't have such a great skill, I know how to shave my head.

In the past, Lennon has always given more, but this time, no matter what, I will honor you. "

"it is good!"

Meng Shaoyuan didn't insist: "In a while, there will be big movements at No. 289, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid, my own people, why should I be afraid?"

"goodbye!"

Meng Shaoyuan stepped out.

It's still raining outside.

Li Zhifeng and Su Junwen followed him holding umbrellas.

Little Su Bei stared blankly at his back, and switched from Shanghai dialect to Subei dialect:
"Wife, the spicy piece is his mother's, those traitors are going to be in trouble."

……

Rain is still falling.

Under the umbrella, Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette.

When a cigarette was half smoked, two groups of people appeared on both sides at the same time.

They walked here unhurriedly.

Behind him, more people suddenly appeared.

That's Zhao Yun and Xiahou Dun, here they are!
Walking in front of Meng Shaoyuan, neither of them spoke.

The group of people they brought stood silently in the rain.

Murderous!
Meng Shaoyuan threw away the cigarette.

Xiahou Dun drew out his pistol and threw it to Meng Shaoyuan.

"Help me hold the umbrella, Li Zhifeng."

Meng Shaoyuan opened the insurance: "A drop of rain fell on me, and your salary for one month will be deducted."

"You're not human!"

Li Zhifeng held an umbrella in one hand, and pulled out a gun in the other.

"Bang bang bang"!
Gunshots have already sounded.

Another group of people appeared at 289 Albert Road!
Zhu Shanyuan, You Pinsan, and Xu Guoqi, the three major killers in Shanghai, appeared with their brothers!

"Brothers, let's go home!"

Meng Shaoyuan walked forward.

There used to be his home.

Now, he is back!
His brothers are by his side!

They are all the same black suit, the same black trench coat, and the same black top hat!

Come home, we, come home!

289 Albert Road.

In the morning, 8 o'clock sharp!

(End of this chapter)