Shanghai Postal Administration.

In the afternoon, it always makes people feel lazy and unable to lift themselves up. The two Chinese policemen standing at the door were also yawning.

The Japanese were all staying comfortably inside, but they still had to stand here. After the Japanese came, the police's life was not as good as before.

There, a sound of fighting came. Two young people who were fighting were swearing and swearing at each other, and they reached the door of the post office.

Such things often happen, and you often look at them with a smile, without any intention of persuading you.

Seeing them beating and scolding, it seemed that the two of them were working in the French consulate and started fighting for a woman.

Hey, I'm having fun now...

"Bagayalu!" Suddenly, an angry rebuke came out.

The police stood upright quickly, and that was Major Miyamoto who was in charge of the place.

"What a moral thing to let them stop!" Major Miyamoto, who was about to rush to have a meeting, said loudly.

Several Japanese around him hurriedly separated the two of them and asked the translator to ask. Major Miyamoto smiled contemptuously: "Catching them all and causing trouble here will damage the face of the emperor. When someone comes to the French consulate, they will take them away so as not to be embarrassed!"

"Hayi!" The military commander of the Futian who stayed at the post office replied loudly.

Major Miyamoto glared fiercely at the two Chinese people who were caught and hurried into the car...

......

The military commander of Feitian also yawned for a long time and chatted for another day. He went to the second floor to check and everything was normal. In fact, in the opinion of the military commander of Feitian, there was no need to be so nervous. In Shanghai, all the Chinese troops had been evacuated, and only some underground organizations were still active.

"Mr. Hayta. Someone is coming in the French Consulate."

"Oh." Feitian walked to Zi and looked. A car with the French consulate sign was parked at the door of the post office. Then, a Chinese driver got out of the car and opened the door.

A young man like a couple walked out of the car, and the woman held the man's hand with her hands, looking very close.

That woman is so beautiful, Fei Tian thought to himself...

"Hello, Mr. Officer. I am Lowell, the consultant of the French Consulate." As soon as the French man came in, he showed the usual pretentious manner of the French: "I heard that my people were caught by you, so I came to take them in particular."

"Your people have caused us a lot of trouble." Feitian said seriously, his eyes kept circling around the beautiful European girl next to Lowello.

So beautiful. These damn French people are so lucky...

"I'm sorry." Lowello asked the translator to express his apology: "Can I take the person away now?"

"You have to sign here first." Feitian took out a form.

Lowello signed his name on it, and Feitian looked at it: "Come with me."

The two young Chinese people who were making trouble were locked up on the second floor. Feitian led them up, while chattering and complaining about the trouble caused to them by the consulate.

Lowell kept saying sorry, his "lover" was tightly next to him, and his driver reached into a pocket...

In the room on the far left of the second floor, four Japanese people stood at the door, vigilantly monitoring these people coming up...

Feitian opened a door, and the two young men from the consulate were released. When he saw Lowell, he accused him of something wrong.

Lowello blinked at them. The young man on the left suddenly punched the right side fiercely, and he immediately jumped out.

The two of them actually fought again... and they couldn't help but gradually fought towards the room on the left.

"It's so stupid, is it?" Lowello spread his hands and seemed very awkward: "It's really worth shooting them all."

What he said this time was Japanese. Hita was stunned for a moment. He felt a sense of intimacy and lost his thoughts that he had been about to get angry: "So you can speak Japanese... Yes, they are so stupid... Let's separate them together..."

At this time, the two Chinese had already fought to the far left room, and Feitian hurriedly shouted: "Catch them."

The four Japanese immediately separated the two Chinese, and then one of them twisted them...

"Damn it, you stupid guys!" Lowello looked very angry and walked up with all his fists... and at this moment, a slight voice sounded...

Fei Tian fell to the ground...

Then, Lowello, his lover and his driver, had three pistols at the same time. The muzzle jumped, making only a slight sound. The four Japanese fell into a pool of blood like Fatty...

Zhou Wenhao moved his arm: "Host, what kind of pistol is this? How about

There is no sound at all?"

"Tell you later." "Lowello" - Wang Weiyi smiled.

Guo Yunfeng quickly opened the door, and Wang Weiyi walked in slowly...

A young man in the room suddenly turned around, his eyes full of surprise.

"An Fei?"

"Yes you are?"

"Hello, Wang Weiyi, commander of the Tiger Guard Brigade of the National Revolutionary Army, the National Revolutionary Army."

"Bountain Wang..." An Fei was very surprised: "You, you are..."

Wang Weiyi asked Guo Yunfeng to give An Fei the prepared clothes: "Come on, I have to take you out of Shanghai."

While changing his clothes, An Fei seemed to not believe it. Where did this brigade commander come from? How could he enter and exit Shanghai so easily?

Several Japanese corpses were dragged in, not alarming the people on the first floor at all...

Wang Weiyi leaned over, was stained with some Japanese blood, and wrote a line of words on the wall:

"Wang Weiyi is here to visit."

After carefully appreciating these words of myself, he turned around and said to Guo Yunfeng: "It is not a good habit to write randomly."

"Then you still write." Guo Yunfeng murmured.

This brigade commander is quite interesting, An Fei thought to himself...

"Ah, I've changed it, I'm very proud." Wang Weiyi corrected his hat: "Mr. An Fei, we can leave now."

Wang Weiyi swaggered to the second floor of the post office, killed five Japanese people, and then walked down with his target to rescue.

Those who were still in office on the first floor had no idea what was happening above their heads, and no one cared about those who came down from the second floor.

When Wang Weiyi walked out of the post office, he took off his hat and said to the people here with a smile: "Gentlemen, I wish you a happy time."

The car started,

Zhou Wenhao and Wei Dong looked at each other outside the car: "What should we do when we travel in the voyage?"

"How did you come and go back." Then, Wang Weiyi said again what he had just said: "Gentlemen, I wish you a happy time."

The car drove away...

"The occupants say we are like hooligans. Do you think he is like hooligans?" Zhou Wenhao said gritting his teeth.

"I've discovered it a long time ago, I'm very ashamed." Wei Dong looked bitter: "Brother, let's go, there's still some way to the French Concession..."

......

"God, Brigade Commander Wang, have you really rescued Brother An Fei?"

Tang Nai'an couldn't believe his eyes.

When Wang Weiyi initially said that he wanted to rescue An Fei, Tang Nai'an was still half-believing and half-doubted. After all, An Fei was locked up in the Japanese, so how could he be so easy to rescue him?

But now, An Fei is standing in front of him!

No wonder the Japanese are so scared of Wang Weiyi, and they try their best to catch him. Such a person is really a great threat to the Japanese...

"Brother An, your cousin's head..." Tang Nai'an was silent: "Your cousin's head has been taken back by your cousin's sister-in-law..."

An Fei looked up, took a deep breath, and tried his best to control his emotions. After a while, he slowly said: "Brother and so many brothers have made a fortune for the country, but I, An Fei, still survived. A real man cannot die for the country. What face does he have to live?"

"You're wrong."

An Fei turned his head and saw that Wang Weiyi was talking. Wang Weiyi said lightly: "Only by living can you take revenge well. General An has died for his country. We living people should live well."

Tang Nai'an sighed: "Brother An, your father's people are moving around in Shanghai and want to try to rescue you. They don't know you have been rescued yet, so I'll inform them now..."

"No need." An Fei stared at Wang Weiyi: "The kindness of Brigade Commander Wang's life-saving grace is unforgettable. I have a national hatred with the Japanese pirates, so I must repay it. Please accept me as the soldiers in front of the horse. In the future, the Japanese pirates will fight to the death. An Fei vows to break in front of the death and never retreat!"

As he said that, he turned to Tang Naian again: "Mr. Tang, please don't tell my father's news for the time being. Let me tell them when I leave Shanghai."

Tang Nai'an nodded silently...

"Brave Commander Wang, please accept me, who is dying and not dead!" An Fei said loudly.

"Hu Ben Guard Brigade welcomes you to join." Wang Weiyi smiled faintly.

"Congratulations to Brigade Commander Wang for taking another tiger general." Tang Nai'an frowned again after saying that, "But as soon as An Fei came out, the Japanese must be angry. Now Shanghai is afraid that it has been completely blocked. How do you go out?"

Wang Weiyi smiled: "Since I can come in, I can go out, and I have to let the Japanese escort me out."

The people next to him looked at each other with a surprised look on their faces. The brigade commander was bragging there? The Japanese sent him out? Did the Japanese listen to him?
Chapter completed!