The word "kill" grew louder with each utterance.

By the end, over fifty special operations soldiers rushing down the stairs roared in unison.

Since formally beginning Lin Fan's training at the Sihang Warehouse on the 27th of last month, these soldiers had practiced assassination techniques daily. Shouting the word "kill" was a mandatory part of their curriculum.

Today, shouting together in this place created an imposing aura.

Not only were the gangsters directly in front of them startled.

Even the three Shanghai tycoons still inside the theater were taken aback.

Such power, such Dragon Group!

No wonder he dared to say, "There are only legends of him in the martial world."

Du Yuesheng thought to himself.

Lin Fan didn't know that the people blocking the stairs and surrounding the ground floor were all Zhang Xiaolin's men.

What A Si had sent from Zhang's mansion weren't just watches and dollars.

There were also these thugs.

Moreover, outside the Great World, there were even more thugs waiting.

How could they possibly retreat because of a few words from Lin Fan?

Lin Fan, at the front, showed no courtesy, firing at those below who refused to move aside as he descended halfway down the stairs.

Lin Fan's actions were worlds apart from Ji Wudi's shooting in the theater.

One shot, one kill.

Those blocking the way were shot in the head by Lin Fan with every shot.

At a distance of ten meters, it was effortlessly easy for Lin Fan.

Gu Jiatang, the top of Du Yuesheng's Four Diamond Protectors, accompanied by his steward, Wan Molin, on either side, was walking out.

Watching Lin Fan firing with both hands, never missing.

The three exchanged glances: So, this man had been holding back in the theater earlier.

After his shout, these people below didn't disperse, so now this self-proclaimed leader was starting a massacre.

Du Yuesheng also noticed that those following behind the leader were also firing.

They weren't shooting at those close by.

They were actually shooting at those farther away.

Looking down from above, almost everyone surrounding the stairs and leading to the exit on the ground floor was falling simultaneously in every direction.

These weren't just gangsters; they were a well-trained team.

Du Yuesheng had become sworn brothers with Chiang Kai-shek before the latter rose to prominence.

He had also visited Chiang Kai-shek's German-trained divisions.

Judging from tonight's one-sided slaughter, Chiang Kai-shek's most elite German-trained divisions and Central Teaching Regiment were far inferior to the coordination of this Dragon Group.

Look at their breakthrough: not a swarm firing all their bullets at the closest targets.

Some shot far, some shot near, some shot in the middle.

This was maximizing the entire team's lethality in the shortest amount of time.

Shang Yuegui had quietly followed after Lin Fan and the others rushed out.

Du Yuesheng even smiled at her: "Reporter Shang, hello!"

Shang Yuegui quickly replied: "Mr. Du, hello!"

Now Shang Yuegui stood beside Du Yuesheng, nervously watching Lin Fan and his group break through.

Du Yuesheng, the old fox, could tell at a glance: this reporter was involved with that leader!

A woman's concern is always expressed on her face, much more truthfully than words can convey.

Du Yuesheng really wanted to know Lin Fan's background.

He whispered, "Reporter Shang! You get around Shanghai a lot, and your information is well-connected.

Do you have any information about this Dragon Group?"

"Dragon Group?" Shang Yuegui's expression was blank; she had never heard of it.

"Mr. Du is joking; if Mr. Du's information isn't well-connected in all of Shanghai, then no one can know anything.

I really haven't heard of any Dragon Group; this is the first time I've heard of this organization.

Did they call themselves that?"

Shang Yuegui gestured towards the group charging below.

"Yes!" Du Yuesheng admitted.

He still wanted to ask, "Does Miss Shang know these people?"

Shang Yuegui's eyes darted around, hesitating: should she leverage her relationship with Du Yuesheng?

Of course!

Realizing this, she finally answered, "I don't know them! But I've seen them before!

I saw them last month when I went to the Sihang Warehouse for an interview.

But they were very unreasonable, their actions were crude, and their language was terrible.

So, I didn't interview them at the time."

Du Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Thank you, Miss Shang!"

During this brief conversation, the situation below had changed drastically.

The hundreds of gathered thugs were scattering in all directions.

The Dragon Group's fifty-odd members didn't overextend themselves.

They didn't pursue; their goal was very clear: to rush towards the entrance of the Great World.

At their feet, countless bodies lay fallen.

Blood had already covered the ground, and each step they took splashed blood.

As Lin Fan led his men out of the Great World,

As soon as they emerged, a hail of bullets greeted them.

Earlier inside, there was only an occasional bullet.

Those inside were using cold weapons.

Now that they were outside, they were immediately greeted with hot weapons.

Sha Xingde had been following Zhang Xiaolin for over twenty years.

He had been with Zhang Xiaolin since the latter was still struggling in Hangzhou.

Over the years, he had remained loyal to Zhang Xiaolin.

In terms of ability, Sha Xingde was definitely inferior to many of Zhang Xiaolin's men.

But in terms of loyalty, Sha Xingde could be ranked among the top three.

Tonight, Sha Xingde was originally resting at Zhang's mansion.

After learning that Zhang Xiaolin was in danger at the Great World, he proactively brought his own group of underlings.

According to A Si's arrangement, they ambushed outside the Great World, waiting for those ignorant interlopers to emerge.

To be safe, the thirty-odd men A Si brought were all the most ruthless under Zhang Xiaolin.

Every one of them had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

These people had killed until their hands were numb in 1927.

Tonight, they brought two machine guns, and everyone carried two guns.

They were also the most powerful and steadfast force under Zhang Xiaolin.

Sha Xingde waited with his men outside the Great World, listening to the gunshots coming from inside.

Although his heart was burning with anxiety, he restrained himself: the Great World belonged to Huang Jinrong, and they shouldn't bring weapons inside.

Sha Xingde finally waited: he saw a man rush out of the door, carrying two guns.

Sha Xingde, who was anxiously waiting, immediately opened fire, and his men reacted quickly and followed suit.

Those who reacted slower, after realizing what was happening, fired quickly even though that person had already retreated.

Firstly, to show their attitude, and secondly, to vent their emotions.

In the martial world, attitude is very important.

The two machine guns immediately opened fire, the two gunners seemingly competing with each other.

If you don't stop, I won't stop.

Lin Fan, who had just stepped halfway out of the Great World, was immediately forced back by the dense rain of bullets.

Lin Fan had to take a step back, patiently waiting for the barrage of bullets outside to lessen.

The thugs inside the Great World had just been cursing the special operations soldiers, saying the experience was excellent.

In the blink of an eye, they had charged down from upstairs, cutting a bloody path to the entrance.

Now, seeing those killing gods blocked at the door, unable to rush out,

They started using their mouths again.

Lin Fan turned back and fired several shots in succession, each hitting the most vocal people.

Each of them was shot right between the eyebrows.

Suddenly, the entire Great World fell silent!

Li Xian and the others, mixed among the thugs, were almost unable to resist taking action when they saw Lin Fan had already acted.

Only then did they stop their impulse and continue to lie low.

At nine o'clock, Chen Sichuan, who had already withdrawn from the Great World and was outside preparing to meet Lin Fan and the others' retreat,

Had thirty-odd men ambushing with a machine gun in a small alley.

The mouth of the alley was over three hundred meters away from the entrance of the Great World, setting up a retreat route.

Here, Chen Sichuan saw that several cars had suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Great World.

The people getting out of the cars were all vigorous and fierce.

And they had also set up two machine guns.

At this time, Chen Sichuan already understood: things inside must have already started.

These people were outside to block Lin Fan and the others.

Chen Sichuan quietly prepared, planning to give these people a hard time from behind after the fighting started inside.

At the same time, he was secretly on guard: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

He had to send people to watch his back, to avoid falling into a trap.

He sent people forward to guard the retreat route outside the alley.

While waiting for the company commander and the others to rush out.

Just as Chen Sichuan saw Lin Fan rush out a step and be forced back,

He immediately led seven men, quietly lurking and rushing towards the thugs blocking the special operations company.

After about a minute, the sound of machine gun fire outside finally stopped.

Based on what he had just seen of the outside situation, Lin Fan lowered his body and shot down two people on the opposite side from a low position.

Then, he leapt out.

Firing with both hands simultaneously, shot after shot, rushing forward.

The first ones Lin Fan shot down were the machine gunners on the opposite side.

Then, he shot the person who, upon seeing someone rush out, didn't aim his gun in his direction.

Instead, he fired a shot into the air, gesturing for everyone to open fire.

Sha Xingde's body went limp, he had just been excitedly directing his men to fire at the person rushing out.

His hand was raised high, resembling a conductor's movements in a stage play.

Now, he had also fallen into the dust along with his body.

Following behind Lin Fan was Feng Junya.

The special operations soldiers followed closely behind.

They rushed out, several shots suppressing the arrogance of the opponents.

More and more special operations soldiers rushed out.

How could those thugs, who usually just pecked at each other, have ever seen a team fighting with such momentum?

These Shanghai gangsters were definitely braver than anyone when it came to bullying ordinary people.

Even if they were fighting face-to-face in gang warfare, they wouldn't be afraid.

They were professional bullies.

But when these thugs faced soldiers like the special operations company, who had fought in real battlefields with constant artillery fire,

They were like a reed piercing tofu—not worth mentioning!

The machine gunners, the thugs' divine weapons, were shot dead by the opponents while changing magazines.

None of the thugs dared to step up and take their place.

After the leader was shot down, no one stepped forward to command.

In the eyes of these thugs:

The people rushing towards them had godlike marksmanship and killed without blinking.

How could they resist?

Sha Xingde's thugs immediately began to turn around and flee.

Lin Fan, with three squads of soldiers, routed these thugs with just one charge, sending them scattering in disarray.

In the midst of the chaos, Lin Fan turned back and saw Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long, Ji Wudi, and Ji Jiahen surrounded by special operations soldiers in the middle of the group.

Everyone was charging forward!

Ji Wudi saw Lin Fan turn back for a moment, knowing that this was what Lin Fan had told her: those who had to run after the meal had run.

The guns in her hands were also firing from time to time.

Anyway, the bullets were shot forward, as for whether they hit anyone, only heaven knew.

Chen Sichuan and his seven men had just rushed out two hundred meters, not yet reaching the battlefield,

When Lin Fan and the others had already broken through.

Lin Fan didn't intend to relentlessly pursue those scattered thugs.

Chen Sichuan also led his men, walking silently along the sidewalks on both sides of the road.

Silently escorting the special operations brothers as they charged forward.

They hadn't been exposed yet.

Du Yuesheng and the others didn't continue to follow behind the Dragon Group to observe.

They just stared blankly at the corpses below.

From the time Lin Fan and the others rushed out of the theater to rushing out of the Great World's entrance, it didn't even take three minutes.

It was they who were blocked by the machine guns outside for three minutes at the entrance.

But: it was during these few minutes that they rushed to the front of the Great World.

From the staircase to the entrance, at least a hundred people had fallen.

What surprised Du Yuesheng and the others upstairs even more was: among the hundreds of people below, not a single one was groaning or calling for help.

Du Yuesheng felt strange in his heart. He saw that the reporter Shang didn't seem to have a strange expression.

He felt even stranger: "Miss Shang! Don't you think it's strange that so many people downstairs aren't groaning?

Isn't it strange?"

Shang Yuegui said nonchalantly, "What's so strange about that?

Those people are all dead, how can dead people groan and call for help?"

She saw that Du Yuesheng still looked puzzled.

Being able to say a few more words to the Shanghai tycoon who had "three thousand guests under Lord Chunshen, and Little Du is the master of five feet in the south of the city" would definitely be beneficial to her in the future.

And this wasn't a secret that couldn't be told.

Shang Yuegui explained, "Although these people are crude in their actions and language,

(This was her own personal grudge; she had always been bothered by Lin Fan's greeting.)

They are good at fighting the Japanese devils.

The leader is called Lin Fan, and he has a rule:

He requires his men not to leave anyone alive.

Anyway, that's how they are when they fight the Japanese devils.

They are the same way today, so there's nothing strange about it."

"Did they kill many Japanese devils?" Wan Molin finally couldn't help but interject.

Du Yuesheng had also wanted to ask this question all along, but he felt it was a little impolite, so he had restrained himself.

It was fine for his steward to ask;

If she was willing to answer, she would answer; if she didn't answer, it wouldn't hurt his face.

Good steward! Du Yuesheng gave his capable steward an appreciative look.

As a steward, knowing when to interject and when to remain silent was something one had to be able to grasp precisely.

Wan Molin had this confidence.

Shang Yuegui didn't feel anything was inappropriate, organizing her words: "I personally went to the battlefield and watched them fight a battle.

In that battle, there were also so many of them, fifty-odd.

They killed over two thousand Japanese devils."

She spoke in a calm and unremarkable tone, as if this was a very ordinary matter.

But it stunned all three listeners.

They had repeatedly elevated the people of this Dragon Group, time and again.

They had already elevated them to the point where they were looking up to them in awe. If what this reporter Shang said was true:

Then this Dragon Group was like a divine dragon without a shadow; they couldn't even see the soles of their feet!

Du Yuesheng said with a serious expression, "Miss Shang, are you joking!"

Shang Yuegui became anxious: being told that she was joking by one of the three tycoons.

Would she still be able to survive in Shanghai?

She was really anxious: "This isn't a secret; I wasn't the only one who went up there that day.

There were three other reporters; if you don't believe me, you can ask them.

Their names are..."

Du Yuesheng said with a smile, "I was just too surprised; I didn't mean to blame Reporter Shang.

They were able to kill over two thousand Japanese devils.

Why didn't we see you report it?"

When Shang Yuegui talked about this matter, she teared up: she had personally gone to the front line of the battlefield to get this news.

And she had been punched by that Lin Fan.

As a result, after the news was written, it was withdrawn by the editor-in-chief for only one reason: the Concession Management Bureau didn't allow it.

She told the whole story from beginning to end.

When Du Yuesheng heard the names of the commander of the Shanghai Naval Landing Force, Tsuchishiro Takuma, and others,

He already believed it eighty percent.

His reputation in Shanghai wasn't fake. The team Shang Yuegui was talking about

Had said in the newspaper that they would take down the Sihang Warehouse in three hours before attacking it.

The reports after that day were indeed not as heavily promoted as before.

However, the number of people who retreated from the Shanghai Naval Landing Force was indeed only over two thousand.

Over eight thousand people, minus over two thousand, should still leave over six thousand.

Du Yuesheng patiently asked, "They only eliminated over two thousand people; the Shanghai Naval Landing Force had over six thousand killed that day.

Who killed the other four thousand?"

Shang Yuegui said strangely, "It was them too! They launched attacks in three directions that day.

I followed this leader, Lin Fan, on the one that went out, charging towards the Japanese devils in the north.

The other two branches charged towards the east and west respectively.

The south is the concession, so they couldn't charge there."

Du Yuesheng was surprised again, "You're saying they don't only have these fifty-odd people?"

Shang Yuegui didn't guard against it at all, "More than that! Over a hundred!"

Du Yuesheng immediately understood: one hundred and twenty-nine people corresponded to one hundred and twenty-nine watches.

Thinking about what the leader had said: it almost ruined his major event.

Such strong strength, such hatred for the Japanese devils, a major event?

What major event?

Little Du immediately thought of: Jiangwan Airport! Yesterday at noon, Zhang Xiaolin's men robbed the watches, affecting their operation to attack Jiangwan Airport last night.

That's why he said that.

Du Yuesheng had connected the whole thing.

He could be sure: Jiangwan Airport was the work of the Dragon Group.

But he had no evidence!

Feeling that he had understood the secrets, Du Yuesheng sincerely thanked Shang Yuegui, "Thank you, Miss Shang, for clearing my doubts!"