"Yes! Yes! You're absolutely right!" Lin Fan's reply clearly lacked sincerity.

He was just casually humoring the beautiful reporter in front of him who was clearly overflowing with compassion.

Shang Yuegui looked at Lin Fan worriedly, then at Wu Xiaobao's youthful face.

She began to worry about the soldiers of the Special Operations Company.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "You must have inquired about the news before coming today.

The banquet starts at eight o'clock, and the show starts at nine. I'll go take a look for you first.

If they've arranged too many guards and the security is too tight, then you shouldn't take action."

Lin Fan was genuinely touched at this point. "You don't need to worry about us.

Just do your job as a reporter.

Don't get involved, it's not good for you.

If Zhang Xiaolin investigates afterward and it leads to you,

and we've already left, there will be no one to save you.

You have to think about it this way: the three tycoons of Shanghai are just a few loaches wriggling in the mud.

Compared to the Japanese devils who have crossed the river and the sea, which one is stronger?

You saw it that day too: we were able to make eight thousand Japanese devils run back with only two thousand.

Are we still afraid of them?

We're not even afraid of the dragons crossing the river, why would we be afraid of a few loaches?

The tens of thousands of thugs under their command, even ten of them put together, can't compare to a single Japanese devil.

Those people only know how to bully ordinary people. They get weak in the knees when they meet foreigners.

When they meet us, they don't even dare to look us in the eye!"

Lin Fan's voice was still low as he said these words.

However, Shang Yuegui felt as if a gust of wind had suddenly risen in the coffee shop, making it a bit cold.

The person in front of her was still smiling, but he seemed to have suddenly grown taller.

This person had such a big tone, calling the entire Shanghai, the most prosperous pearl of the East,

just a mud pit in his eyes, and comparing the three tycoons, who had sworn brotherhood with President Chang, to loaches.

Shang Yuegui sized up Lin Fan again: this man, putting aside everything else, had the most impressive bragging tone she had ever seen.

But she really liked the way he talked about the three tycoons!

I like it!

She thought for a while, wanting to organize some words to give him some good advice, but in the end, she only said the most ordinary sentence: "It's getting late, I'll go over there first."

It was just like a casual greeting from a family member, but Shang Yuegui herself didn't even notice it.

However, Ji Wudi sensitively sensed the wariness in her eyes.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Pay your own bill, don't pay for ours.

Details determine success or failure."

He heard that sentence again!

Shang Yuegui stumbled, almost falling.

Last time at the Sihang Warehouse, she had heard Lin Fan say this sentence.

It was this "details determine success or failure" that made her stomach take a heavy punch, and still wanted her to be grateful!

Thinking about it now, it really made some sense: if she had taken pictures of their company at the Sihang Warehouse back then,

maybe someone would have been able to recognize these people tonight.

Thinking of this, her mood gradually calmed down, and she walked over and actually only paid her own bill.

After she left, Ji Wudi asked, "What kind of person is she?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "A reporter, a reporter with a conscience.

A reporter with a sense of justice!"

Wu Xiaobao said in a low voice, "As soon as she got to the battlefield, the company commander punched her in the stomach really hard.

It hurt her so much that she bent over at the time, and she still remembers it.

Women hold grudges forever!"

Ji Wudi quickly asked what was going on?

The little guys began a long journey of gossip.

One spoke happily, and the other listened attentively.

When they spoke, they were very much in line with the atmosphere of the coffee shop, their voices were very low.

People a little further away couldn't hear them at all.

Seeing that the time was almost up,

Lin Fan led the four out of the coffee shop, the rest of the Direct Unit were scattered outside the coffee shop.

Looking at the bustling crowd outside, Lin Fan also felt a little uneasy.

Huang Jinrong was now using half of this place to shelter refugees.

There was no need to ask who those refugees were leaning towards now.

If Huang Jinrong stood up and gave a call, tens of thousands of refugees under Huang Jinrong's protection would rush out.

It would be really difficult for the Special Operations Company to break through.

It was only just seven o'clock, and many Shanghai celebrities had already arrived.

Although Lin Fan didn't recognize the names of these people, he could tell from the way they were surrounded by people as they entered.

Everyone in the Special Operations Company recognized Zhang Xiaolin, for no other reason than that Li Xian had found some newspapers with photos of Zhang Xiaolin, Huang Jinrong, and Du Yuesheng.

And had everyone take a close look!

Lin Fan saw that there were more and more people with weapons hidden in their waists in the crowd.

They were all strong and sturdy, and these people were obviously not trying to arrest people like the soldiers of the Special Operations Company.

The three tycoons of Shanghai had a bad reputation in the past, but recently, when the country was in trouble,

they had done some practical things for the War of Resistance. People were good at forgetting things.

People had forgotten the things of the past, and the things that were happening in front of them were still visible to people.

The only one who could cause trouble for Zhang Xiaolin at the Great World tonight should be himself. Lin Fan thought so.

He saw Shang Yuegui squeezed into the group of reporters, constantly taking pictures.

At half past seven, Zhang Xiaolin arrived.

Lin Fan looked at this person who was already an old man, with a slender figure and steady steps.

When he got out of the car, four burly men were already standing at the car door, shielding and protecting him indistinctly.

People kept running back and forth along the way.

It could be seen that those protecting him were a little nervous, but Zhang Xiaolin's expression was calm, and he couldn't see any movement.

Lin Fan paid attention and saw that at least half of the crowd surrounding Zhang Xiaolin when he came in were those young men with things hidden in their waists who had just appeared in this Great World.

The Great World was Huang Jinrong's home field, and he was afraid that something would happen tonight.

These hidden agents scattered in the field were probably the pieces Huang Jinrong had laid down.

These hidden agents moved a little more only when Zhang Xiaolin came in.

Those who came in later moved much less.

Lin Fan saw such people in every corner of the entire Great World.

He roughly estimated that there were at least four hundred people.

This didn't include the bodyguards of those big shots.

According to the number of people coming in now, all the bodyguards and thugs inside tonight added up to at least a thousand people.

However, those bodyguards would not take action when something happened.

Their task was to protect their own masters, and those who took the initiative to come forward would not live long.

Even Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng could not send their bodyguards to protect Zhang Xiaolin.

Lin Fan saw Shang Yuegui standing on the stairs, looking around, as if looking for something.

He immediately hid quietly.

At this time, he didn't want to make eye contact with this woman!

Shang Yuegui looked around and didn't find Lin Fan.

She was a little anxious in her heart: she also saw that the atmosphere in the Great World tonight was very different from the past.

Those thugs in society were very different from ordinary people.

There were quite a few thugs in the entire Great World tonight.

She was afraid that Lin Fan and the others would launch an attack regardless of everything.

No matter how worried she was about Lin Fan,

she still entered the Peking Opera Theater that Huang Jinrong had booked tonight.

Only then did Feng Junya realize that they couldn't even enter the venue tonight.

From the passage to the upstairs, the entire place was chartered.

He knew that he couldn't rush at this time, just like the few squads lurking in front of the airport in the early hours of the morning.

When the situation changed, they didn't rush into the airport, and the company commander praised them in return.

If it really didn't work tonight, even if they didn't take action, the Special Operations Company would just treat it as a tour.

It would be good to do a team building activity.

It was better than losing manpower here.

Feng Junya pretended to be looking around curiously, and intentionally or unintentionally approached Lin Fan and his team.

He heard Lin Fan say in a low voice, "They are very well-defended tonight.

Let's observe for a while longer. At nine o'clock, let Chen Sichuan and the others retreat to prepare.

At half past nine, let's see if there's a chance.

If we can't get in, we'll wait for the next time to go directly to his house."

Lin Fan's orders quickly spread among the soldiers of the Special Operations Company.

There was still more than an hour before nine o'clock, and everyone could still have fun!

Lin Fan carefully observed the ceremony of entertaining these distinguished guests tonight.

Some of those who came to the party went up without invitation cards.

Some with invitation cards couldn't get up.

Seeing this, wanting to get in completely depended on the dozen or so people in charge of welcoming guests?

At this moment, Shang Yuegui came down from upstairs.

She was wandering around aimlessly, and Lin Fan knew that she was looking for him.

If this woman couldn't find him, she was afraid that she would continue to wander in this crowd tonight.

Lin Fan was forced to secretly appear beside her.

Shang Yuegui's eyes showed obvious signs of being frightened when she saw Lin Fan quietly appear beside her.

She concealed her emotions very well and said to Lin Fan in a low voice, "I went in and saw that there were even more guards upstairs tonight than here.

You really can't do anything.

If it really doesn't work, you can wait until Zhang Xiaolin leaves the Great World before taking action!

It's easier to take action outside than here."

Seeing that Lin Fan didn't speak, she suddenly made up her mind and said, "If you don't believe me! I'll take you up to see for yourself and you'll know."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "I believe you!

If I want to go up, I don't need you to take me.

That way, you won't be able to wash away the suspicion no matter what happens afterward."

Shang Yuegui said in a low voice, "If no one takes you, you won't be able to get in tonight.

Some people can't get in even with invitation cards.

I just heard inside that more than a dozen people died this afternoon.

All of them were good men under Zhang Xiaolin, not ordinary small-time thugs at all.

They were all guards specially selected by him.

I didn't expect that they were killed by three of your men.

Because of this, the three tycoons have specially strengthened the inspection and protection.

And they have privately raised the reward for the three people who took action to 50,000 for each person."

Lin Fan smiled, "50,000 per person, isn't Zhang Xiaolin losing money?"

"You still have the mind to think about this at this time!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "We won't create difficulties and go down one road to the dark when things can't be done.

Don't worry, Miss Shang!"

Shang Yuegui was angry, "I'm so worried about you, and you still call me Miss Shang?"

Lin Fan quickly corrected, "Reporter Shang!"

Wu Xiaobao and Zhao Long watched Reporter Shang walk back angrily.

A frightening look suddenly flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

He looked coldly at those greeters guarding the staircase.

He was fighting a battle in his heart: were these people innocent? Or accomplices?

For Lin Fan, this answer was very important!

Lin Fan couldn't figure it out and asked Ji Wudi beside him in a low voice, "Do you think these people are innocent?

Or accomplices?"

Lin Fan asked directly, and Ji Wudi answered crisply, "They are all accomplices!

Every footprint these people take is bloody."

Lin Fan knew that Ji Wudi understood his question: these people were able to get to this point and gain the trust of the three tycoons.

Each rise was a step up with blood.

Understanding this, Lin Fan had a clue in his mind.

Accomplices were of course not innocent. For Lin Fan, he had no psychological burden in cleaning up some accomplices.

Just like he killed Japanese devils on the battlefield, since he was on the battlefield, of course he had to have the awareness of death.

Those who sent their children to the battlefield were of course not innocent either, and they should also bear the pain of losing their children, husbands, and parents.

Those gangsters who followed the three tycoons should of course also have the awareness of being hacked to death.

From this moment on, Lin Fan relaxed and really began to appreciate the programs inside.

Happy times always passed quickly.

It was 8:30 p.m. on November 3, 1937.

Lin Fan gave orders to Feng Junya, Li Xian, and Chen Sichuan:

"Proceed according to the original plan."

He said to Feng Junya in particular, "I'll go in first. At 9:30, you rush upstairs.

Whoever obstructs us, strike first!"

After giving the order, he said to Wu Xiaobao and the others, "You will lurk with Li Xian later!"

Ji Wudi suddenly said, "It's not easy for you to sneak up alone.

Why don't you take me up with you?"

Lin Fan was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid!"

Ji Wudi: "I have nothing to be afraid of anymore."

Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long, and Ji Jiahen were also unwilling to lurk.

Lin Fan had to change his mind: let them follow the three squads of Feng Junya's team and rush upstairs together.

Lin Fan once again instructed Feng Junya, "There are also many of their people mixed in with the crowd.

When you rush up, you must be careful of black guns."

Feng Junya said with a smile, "Company Commander! Don't worry!

We are professionals at shooting black guns."

Lin Fan led Ji Wudi straight to the reception area tonight and said with a smile, "Lin Fan, the leader of the China Dragon Group, is here to congratulate you!"

He handed over the Paris perfume he had just spent five hundred dollars on at the Great World.

The gift exuded a faint fragrance, and these greeters were discerning people.

Although they didn't know what this smell was, they knew that those VIPs often had it on them.

It wasn't necessarily the most expensive, but it was a gift that was not light.

Just the China Dragon Group? What kind of organization was this, how had they never heard of it.

But seeing that Lin Fan was young and the girl he was with was obviously even younger, he didn't seem like someone looking for trouble.

A greeter took the gift and invited Lin Fan and Ji Wudi upstairs.

He followed behind, holding the gift with both hands.

A small character like Lin Fan had no right to have his name announced at all.

After they went upstairs, the greeters downstairs were no longer busy and began to inquire with each other, "The China Dragon Group? What kind of organization is this?"

The rest shook their heads to indicate they didn't know!

Lin Fan and his party went up to the second floor, and the greeter handed the gift to the person upstairs.

Lin Fan saw that there were more people dressed as waiters upstairs.

He could tell at a glance that these people had steady steps and fierce eyes. They were obviously not good people.

Two waiters walked up, "Mr. Lin, right! Please store your weapons here.

You can take them when you come out."

Lin Fan smiled, "Weapons are life-saving things, I'll put them away myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of those people obviously became tense.

Seeing Lin Fan consciously follow the two waiters into the room where things were stored.

Only then did those people breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Fan took out two pistols from his waist, and then took out four magazines and put them in a small compartment.

Ji Wudi also took out two pistols and four magazines and put them in.

Seeing how many guns and bullets these two people were carrying, the faces of the two guiding waiters changed a little.

But they didn't say anything, one of the waiters locked the small compartment.

The key was handed to Lin Fan with both hands, "Mr. Lin, please keep it safe."

Lin Fan nodded with a smile, took the key and put it casually in his bag.

After the two came out of the storage room, two men and two women immediately came up to search them.

Lin Fan raised his hands without any precaution and let these people touch him from top to bottom.

Ji Wudi's cheeks turned red when she was touched like this.

Fortunately, the two girls who searched her body were also girls.

Lin Fan followed the waiter leading the way with a smile, and they finally entered the banquet hall.

After entering, Lin Fan saw that there was something special about this place. There was a buffet on the left and right sides of the bottom floor.

There was a dance floor in the middle and small private rooms around it.

There were also many people leaning on the railings upstairs, chatting softly.

He saw that there was also a stage at the front, but no one was performing on it yet.

This way of combining Chinese and Western styles was the first time Lin Fan had seen it.

Nine thirty!

There was still more than an hour to go.

He had made an appointment with Feng Junya.

It was just that he didn't even know where Zhang Xiaolin's position was on this.

Looking at the three floors up and down here, there was no need to look at the upper floor, he knew that there were many closed private rooms.

This was a bit difficult.

It was the first time Ji Wudi had seen this kind of banquet, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Lin Fan smiled and led her to the long dining table and handed her a plate.

He said in a low voice, "Take whatever you like."

The first thing Ji Wudi took was cake!

She liked sweets. Which girls didn't like sweets?

Lin Fan held a glass of wine and led Ji Wudi to the west side to find a seat to sit down.

His eyes were hidden, constantly looking around.

Ji Wudi watched Lin Fan just holding a glass of wine as a pretense, just smelling it from time to time.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Why don't you drink?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "I have something to do later, this wine is just a pretense."

"Then why don't you eat these things, they are very delicious."

Lin Fan looked at her, "I was already full at night.

Eat slowly, and don't eat too much, we may have to run away later."

Ji Wudi agreed with a red face.