Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 477 The mob

At this time, on the outskirts of Baqi Street, a large crowd of people gathered towards Baqi Street from all directions.

These people were dressed almost the same, wearing a short black coat, white underwear underneath, and an axe on their waist.

Ma Yongzhen and Wang Jiu stood at the back of the crowd.

"Second Master, why are you suddenly going to attack Baqi Street?" Wang Jiu asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say last time that the Japanese wouldn't let us fight?"

"If they don't allow it, then there's no reason for it, right?" Ma Yongzhen said calmly, "The feud on Baqi Street has been going on for a long time."

"Last time, the Eight Banners Street colluded with the Japanese and caused us heavy casualties, with hundreds of brothers killed."

"Do they really think that they can get away with just Nalan Yuanji?"

"The uncles in the gang have all said that this vengeance must be avenged. Otherwise, how can the Green Gang survive in Shanghai?"

Wang Jiu frowned and said, "So, you spread the news about the national treasure so that the people from Baqi Street could take action first?"

Ma Yongzhen sneered, "These people all live in the Wuhu Guild Hall. They are all friends of the Qing Gang."

"When a friend is in trouble, how can we turn a blind eye? When we walk in the world, we must uphold the word righteousness."

"As soon as the fighting starts, everyone will rush in. Tonight, we must level Baqi Street."

Wang Jiu was stunned and asked, "Second Master, what about those national treasures?"

"Don't worry," Ma Yongzhen said with a respectful expression. "The boss has already arranged it."

Before the two men finished their conversation, a gunshot suddenly rang out, and Baqi Street suddenly became lively.

"Protect the stuff, Fucheng, go find Na Ruhai, they are here to steal things." The moment the gunshots rang out, Fuqi dodged and kicked open the deck of the truck, revealing a pile of weapons.

There were more than ten carriages in the convoy, and more than fifty escort personnel, but there were only more than twenty or thirty actual guards.

The rest are coachmen summoned from Yingtian Prefecture, and they will not fight for you.

Moreover, these people didn't know what the cargo was that they were escorting. Although their behavior was strange along the way, Fu Qi's command was proper, and a scene like today's did not occur.

At this time, gunshots rang out and those people realized that there must be something wrong with this batch of goods.

Without a second thought, the drivers abandoned their carriages and fled for their lives.

"Kill," as the gunshots rang out, Zhou Tong jumped out of the alley and rushed towards the convoy with two or three of his brothers.

However, he obviously underestimated the strength of these palace guards.

Zhou Tong's nickname is Lord Tiger, and he is really a tiger.

What era is it now? Why are people still engaging in close combat? Before these people rushed to the front of the convoy, Fu Qi raised his hand and fired a few shots.

In an instant, the Black Tiger Gang was wiped out.

Zhou Tong's death calmed down the gang members who were ready to make a move.

There are more than ten gangs of all sizes participating in the operation to snatch the national treasure today.

There are more than ten or twenty of them, and the smaller ones, like Zhou Tong, also have three or four younger brothers around him.

So, in terms of numbers alone, the difference between the two sides is five or six times.

In other words, there is still room for five to beat one.

People on both sides drew their guns and shot at each other. Due to poor visibility at night, everyone relied almost entirely on intuition to aim.

Hundreds of bullets were fired in more than a minute, but there were not many casualties.

Moreover, most of the people on Fuqi's side were selected warriors. They were agile and nimble and suffered almost no injuries.

On the contrary, the group of people who were trying to steal the national treasure suffered several casualties in just over a minute.

"Fuck, brothers, follow me." More than a hundred people were beaten by more than twenty people, and someone in the crowd finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Kill," Xiong Si, the leader of the Sky Eagle Gang, took out a pistol, and like a killer, he quickly approached the convoy with a group of younger brothers.

Wu Sibao and others on the second floor couldn't help but shake their heads as they watched the battle below.

These people don't understand tactics or cooperation at all, otherwise more than a hundred people would have been beaten into such a mess by twenty or so people.

No wonder Tian Shenzhi said they had a chance. It seems that they do have a chance.

"I'm right, right?" Tian Shenzhi looked at the crowd below with a hint of mockery on his face.

"These people don't know how to cooperate, let alone work together."

"Even if we deal with the escort team, they will continue to fight because of the uneven distribution of the spoils."

"We just need to wait here until they fight to the death and both sides suffer losses, and then we can go down and take advantage of them."

"Commander Tian, ​​that's a good idea." Ye Zhuoshan praised with a smile.

Wu Sibao's expression was uncertain. Could this matter really be that simple?

Everyone in the underworld knew that it was Chen Yang who wanted this batch of goods, and Wu Sibao knew his nephew's character well.

He was a very cunning man, and he always had a backup plan before doing anything. Wu Sibao hadn't taken any action until now because he wanted to see what backup plan Chen Yang had arranged.

If something went wrong, he would rather give up than take the risk.

But in the current situation, Chen Yang's back-up plan has obviously not appeared yet...

Bang, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang.

Various noises continued to be heard, and the groups of people were fighting for their lives in order to seize the national treasure.

The sound of gunfire on the long street was gradually replaced by shouts of killing. The groups of people turned from gunfights to close combat, and some even couldn't wait to grab the boxes.

But it's not that easy.

There were more than a dozen carriages in the caravan, and each of them had more than a dozen boxes, for a total of about one hundred and seventy or eighty boxes.

There are only eighty-one national treasures, and of course, eight boxes of gold.

But these things do not require so many boxes to be packed, which means that at least half of the boxes are empty.

To find the box containing the national treasure, it depends on who has the ability to do so.

The fighting was very intense on Baqi Street, while on the other side of the International Settlement, in a small alley behind the Monetary Authority, a group of men in black appeared in the alley pushing a dozen boxes.

"Stationmaster, the place marked on the map is here." The military intelligence agent codenamed Earthworm pointed to a sign on the wall and said, "This is the mark mentioned in the intelligence."

Zhao Lijun nodded, looked around, saw the manhole cover on the side of the road and said, "Help me, open that cover."

"Yes." Two agents took out crowbars from the cart and pried open the manhole cover with a few strokes, revealing a huge sewer opening.

"Everyone, get ready for action." Zhao Lijun led his men into the sewer, and then brought the explosives in little by little. All twelve boxes of explosives were moved one by one.

Zhao Lijun ordered his men to close the manhole cover and restore it to its original state. Then, the remaining agents, led by deputy station chief Qian Xinmin, quickly evacuated in another direction.

At midnight in the Monetary Authority of Singapore building, the manhole cover in the backyard suddenly moved.

A head slowly rose to the ground, and after looking around clearly, it whispered to the people below: "Stationmaster, it's safe."