Little Shandong stood by the side, serving tea and pouring water.

He has never seen such a scene.

Thirteen agents from No. 76 were squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands.

Two men with guns stared at each other.

The other three agents were fearfully playing mahjong with a young man.

I am, Meng Shaoyuan!

When the name was announced, one of the agents who had already grabbed a card trembled in his hand and the card fell to the card table.

"If the cards fall, you won't regret it." Meng Shaoyuan quickly shouted: "80,000, touch! Be careful, I heard it! I just said, if the cards are not good, they can be changed. If the people are not good, they have to change.

As for you, you are all little secret agents of No. 76. Most of you are working for a living. You don't have many murders on your hands, and you still have the opportunity to make corrections.

You said that you, young ones, have done something bad and have to become traitors. Are you afraid that your ancestral graves will be dug up? I will give you a chance. Do you want to change it?"

"Change, change!"

The agent sitting next to him kept saying: "We will definitely change it."

"I know, you talk about changing it, but in your heart you want me to get out of here." Meng Shaoyuan touched a card: "I have a small notebook to record some things.

For example, who is a traitor, who I talked to, who I gave a chance to correct, and who failed to seize the opportunity. I have a bad memory, but when I look at the notebook, I remember everything.

Since I have given you a chance, but you failed to grasp it, who can you blame? The iron-blooded anti-terror order has never been cancelled. When the time comes when I come to see you again, I am afraid you won’t even have a single bone left.”

There seemed to be a trembling sound.

Meng Shaoyuan spoke too calmly, as if he was having trouble with others.

But the calmer it is, the easier it is to feel intimidated.

"What a fool." Meng Shaoyuan put the cards in his hand on the card table: "Give me money."

"Give me money, give me money."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up with a smile: "Everyone, this is all I have to say today. Green mountains and green waters, don't let me come all the way to come back to you and say goodbye."

These three people come and leave whenever they want.

Only a room of stunned agents was left.

Little Shandong was also dumbfounded.

This is "Pantian Tiger".

Finally saw it with my own eyes.

The agents of No. 76 were so arrogant before, but now they are so cowardly.

No. 76 is not as scary as the legend says.

But "Pan Tianhu" is different.

The three people came in swaggeringly and left swaggeringly, as if there was no one around.

Xiao Shandong vowed that he would never forget this naturalness.

The sixteen agents waited until Meng Shaoyuan had left for several minutes, but they still had not recovered their composure.

You look at me, I look at you.

"Do you want to report it?"

Finally, an agent asked with difficulty.

"Retribution, retribution is nothing! You don't want your life, but your brothers still want their lives!"

"But you can't hide this matter sooner or later!"

…

When Meng Shaoyuan arrived in Shanghai, he seemed to particularly like eating wontons.

Have to eat almost every day.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

On the roadside, there are small wonton stalls with dim street lights.

As soon as you open the lid of the pot, the steaming steam will always make you feel a little warm.

Writer Wang specializes in writing martial arts novels for newspapers, and he often has to type until the early hours of the morning.

Between one and two o'clock, his wife would always open the second-floor window and shout:

"Have two bowls of wontons and add more green onions."

Then, a bamboo basket containing a small pot will be lowered on a rope.

The boss skillfully took the pot from the bamboo basket, cooked the wontons, poured them into the pot, sprinkled them with pepper, and added more green onions according to the customer's instructions.

Then he put the pot back into the bamboo basket and shouted softly to it:

"Lady boss, it's ready."

Pull the rope again.

Then, the bamboo basket will be pulled up.

Tonight, eating a bowl of wontons is a great enjoyment.

Meng Shaoyuan and Li Zhifeng have been in Shanghai for so long, and they have long become accustomed to it.

This was the first time Su Junwen saw it and he felt it was very novel.

The wontons taste really good too.

But why does the commander like to eat so much?

Meng Shaoyuan was eating with gusto. When he raised his head, he happened to be eye-to-eye with a man wearing glasses on the second floor.

The two of them smiled at each other.

That's Writer Wang.

He used to stand at the window and eat wontons.

While admiring the night view of Shanghai, you can find creative inspiration.

Recently, he wanted to create a new novel, but his ideas have not been developed yet.

I hope that this night, these delicious wontons will suddenly open up his mind.

But tonight, he never dreamed that he could see something.

…

Han Deping is the famous thug No. 76.

He has a nickname called "Little Four Treasures".

Li Shiqun always said that in Han Deping, we can see the original style of Wu Sibao.

After Meng Shaoyuan withdrew from Shanghai, the army set up an ambush to intercept and kill Han Deping.

But Han Deping is also really fierce.

When the two bodyguards around him were all killed, one man, two guns, and bows fired from left to right, managed to escape unexpectedly.

It was Xiahou Dun who set up an ambush that day.

This was also regarded as the greatest shame by Xiahou Dun.

After that, Han Deping no longer paid attention to the military commander, and even shouted out that even if Xu Zhu, who was rampant in Shanghai at that time, came back with Five Elements, Seven Kills and Thirteen Eagles, he could still make the military commander a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

What made the Shanghai Navy unified agent the most angry was that he also shouted a slogan:

"Peel down Meng Shaoyuan and skin the tiger!"

In the eyes of the Shanghai Navy unified agents, Meng Shaoyuan was like a god.

The problem is that everyone can do nothing about Han Deping.

He has accurate marksmanship, good skills, and is not afraid of death.

The military commander's several hunts for such people all ended in failure.

This has also become Han Deping's greatest bragging rights.

Han Deping's biggest hobby is dancing.

Whenever he has free time, he will go to Paramount to dance.

Skip to 1:30, no matter what happens in the ballroom, he will leave on time.

The path we take remains the same.

He is not afraid of anyone. In his opinion, those people in the military command are nothing more than that.

Secondly, the route he took was the patrol route of the Japanese military police.
To be continued...