"... Uh-huh."
A painful groan sounded in the room.
Siyang put down the smoking gun.
She looked coldly at the man who was kneeling on the ground.
The people from the Jingwu Sect had already been informed by Siyang that they had been paying attention to the movements in the room.
After hearing the unusual sound,
The two people guarding outside the door looked at each other and immediately opened the door and rushed in.
When they raised their guns and shot at the killer in the room, the killer also endured the pain caused by the gunshot wounds on his body.
He rolled a few times on the ground with all his might.
Using the furniture in the room as a cover, he rolled to the window. Without caring about anything else, he slammed the window glass and jumped down. The bullets behind him hit the wall.
So the two people from the Jingwu Sect could only watch the killer's figure.
He disappeared into the crowd on the street below.
But the two people just leaned against the window and looked for a few times, then shrank back. They didn't seem to be in a hurry.
"Miss Gu, he ran away." One of the people who turned back respectfully replied to Siyang.
At this time, Siyang also took off the disguise on her face and put on her coat over the man's gown.
She casually glanced in the direction of the broken window and said lightly, "You guys stay and continue to protect Professor Song.
Leave the rest to me. "
The two people from the Jingwu Sect nodded in unison.
Without the slightest hesitation, if they still looked down on this Miss Gu in the past,
After passing through her command,
After completing the goals one by one,
Only admiration was left. They didn't think that they would be ashamed to be led by a woman. Those with ability were in high positions.
After leaving the room, she happened to see Xu Wenqiang accompanying the 'real' Professor Song out of the opposite room.
"Are you okay?" Xu Wenqiang asked with concern.
Siyang shook her head, "I'm fine, but the person ran away."
"Humph." Xu Wenqiang sneered, "He can't run away."
Professor Song was still in fear, "It's all thanks to you guys."
Everyone knew that Professor Song had come to Shanghai, so the Sky Dragon League would definitely make a move. But this kind of danger was hard to guard against. Just like the assassin who disguised himself as a waiter, if not for Siyang's warning, who knows if he would really be careless. Once he was taken advantage of, he would have to pay a painful price.
"It's fine. Let's proceed according to the plan. I'll deal with the aftermath first." After a few words, Siyang asked Xu Wenqiang to continue accompanying Professor Song and left the hotel.
After the tragic deaths of several outstanding leaders in front of the Jingwu Gate, the standards of the entire martial arts school plummeted. Although they were defeated, the original location of the martial arts school in Shanghai did not change.
Due to the suppression of the Japanese, the number of disciples had decreased by a lot. The current Jingwu Sect was not as good as before. This could be seen from the dilapidated courtyard.
Siyang entered from the side door of the Elite Martial Sect. Under the continuous suppression of the Elite Martial Sect, the Elite Martial Sect became much more low-key. It was so low-key that people almost didn't notice its existence.
"Sister Hua, you've come." As soon as they entered the door, someone came to greet them. Ding Li strode forward and whispered a few words in Siyang's ear.
Siyang nodded and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "You've worked hard. You can go back first. Later, I'll let your Brother Wen talk to you."
Ding Li looked at the backyard of the Elite Martial Sect and hesitated. But he still listened to Siyang's words and left with his people.
The things that Si Yang and Xu Wenqiang had been doing in secret were not told to Ding Li. Firstly, his personality was more impulsive, and it was easy for him to ruin things. Secondly, Ding Li did not have much of a sense of belonging to the country, so it was not very reassuring.
But later, Siyang thought about it carefully. Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li were actually born to complement each other.
If Xu Wenqiang was compared to Zhuge Liang, Ding Li was Lu Fengxian.
Xu Wenqiang had a brain, while Ding Li was a sharp knife.
A knife was a sharp knife. If it was used well, it could kill the enemy. If it was not used well, it would certainly hurt itself.
If Feng Jingyao had not intervened, the two brothers would have been able to shake the whole of Shanghai. Although they had achieved their goal in the end, it was a pity that they had to pay a heavy price. Thinking of this, Siyang decided to change her way of thinking and pave the way for the two of them. Moreover, for her, Ding Li was actually very easy to control, as long as it was appropriate.
She followed the people of the Elite Martial Sect to the backyard and entered a room.
The moment she entered the room, she smelled a strong smell of blood. The light in the room was very bright, so Siyang could easily see the man who was tied to the pillar and covered in wounds.
The assassin sent by the Sky Dragon League to kill Professor Song, Xie Dong.
"It's, it's you …"
Xie Dong was shocked when he saw Siyang. He widened his eyes to express his surprise. As one of Su Qiqiao's admirers, he had known about the relationship between Gu Qinghua and Yu Zhenhai long ago. He didn't take Gu Qinghua seriously. In his eyes, Gu Qinghua was just a woman who used her looks to please others. Later on, she even cheated on Yu Zhenhai.
Xie Dong had never paid much attention to her.
Now, the woman whom he used to despise showed up in a high and mighty manner. Xie Dong began to feel nervous. He knew that he would die if he was caught, but he could still face it calmly. Therefore, his heart began to beat faster.
Siyang walked up to Xie Dong with light steps. She looked into his eyes and started to size him up.
Zhao Jingyuan looked around and said in a muffled voice, "Miss Gu, he refused to say anything." Speaking of this, he clenched his teeth and said, "This traitor, he didn't want to be a good person. Instead, he wanted to work for the Japanese. Even if he died a hundred times, it wouldn't be enough."
Looking at Xie Dong, who was covered in wounds, Siyang curved her lips. She didn't understand people like Xie Dong, who valued morality more than anything else. Xie Dong wasn't the only one in the Sky Dragon League. There were many assassins like him in the Sky Dragon League.
Xie Dong didn't want to say anything because he wanted to protect the other assassins.
In his eyes, loyalty and loyalty were nothing. For example, later on, he had already escaped from the Sky Dragon League for the so-called loyalty. However, for his friend, who was also an assassin, he took on the mission of assassinating Calming Shan, a general with a large army.
Thinking of Calming Shan, Siyang knitted her brows slightly and looked at Xie Dong with even more disgust. Calming Shan was one of the top patriotic generals in the country. His position was very important, and he was also a very capable military strategist. His death was a great blow to the country. It would be fine if he was killed by the Japanese, but the funny thing was that he died in the hands of the people he was protecting. How ironic!
There were a few people in this world who had some problems with their values. Not to mention Xie Dong, Yu Zhenhai was also criticized by Siyang for being incompetent. He claimed that Calming Shan was his good friend, but later on, it was found that Xie Dong killed him, and he let him go for Su Qiqiao. Anyway, as long as it was someone he felt guilty to, he could protect him unconditionally. What right did he have?
Suppressing the anger surging up in her heart, Siyang's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Xie Dong's head was forcibly lifted up, and his chin was pinched. A piercing pain came from his chin, making him almost feel that his jaw bone was about to be crushed by the seemingly weak woman in front of him.
Siyang's action was so sudden that the people of the Jingwu Sect didn't react. Of course, even if they looked carefully now, no one would stop her. At most, they thought to themselves that Miss Gu was really a real person who didn't show her true colors. She was so cruel and violent.
Bright red blood flowed out from the corner of Xie Dong's mouth and stained Siyang's white fingers, making her feel even more disgusted.
"You only have two choices. Cooperate with us or die." Siyang's words were like ice dregs, so cold that Xie Dong felt a chill in his heart.
Even so, he still clenched his teeth and looked like he wouldn't say anything even if he was beaten to death.
"It seems like you don't want to." After releasing him, Siyang took out a handkerchief from her bosom and carefully wiped the blood on her fingers. She stared at his face, and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened. She slowly opened her mouth and said, "When you die, I will send the Su siblings down to hell with you. After all, if they knew that they raised a traitor like you, they would lose the face of their ancestors. I'm afraid they would be too ashamed to continue living."
Xie Dong, who had been silent and stubborn, slowly widened his eyes after hearing Siyang's words. Finally, his eyes became deep and dark, and he opened his mouth and roared, "You're not allowed to touch them …"
Xie Dong's expression was ferocious. He didn't care about the injuries on his body, and he struggled with all his might. He stared at Siyang fiercely, as if he would pounce on her and tear her into pieces once she let him go.
Siyang stood in front of him and didn't move at all. She casually threw the handkerchief in her hand on the ground. The smile on her face made her radiant, as beautiful as a poppy. "What you said … doesn't count."
Shaking her finger, Siyang looked at him with mocking eyes. "You have two choices. Choose."
Xie Dong's Achilles' heel was Su Qiqiao. He was willing to do anything for her. When he joined the Sky Dragon League, he wanted to earn money so that he could take care of Su Qiqiao. Unfortunately, Su Qiqiao didn't appreciate his kindness. He was infatuated with her.
Siyang gave him two choices, and Xie Dong could only choose one.
Although she wanted to kill Xie Dong directly, Siyang felt that it was better to use his identity as an assassin of the Sky Dragon League to make Yamaguchi Kaoko lower her guard. Then, she could find out the exact location of the Sky Dragon League and kill them all in one fell swoop. This was the decision she made after discussing with Xu Wenqiang. That was why she spared Xie Dong's life.
After leaving the Jingwu Sect, Siyang went back to write a letter and asked someone to send it out of Shanghai.
A big gift was about to arrive, and someone had to receive it.
The news of Professor Song Xueren, a patriotic literary figure, being assassinated in Shanghai, spread across the whole Shanghai in an instant through newspapers of all sizes. With the help of various people, the news also spread to the major cities outside Shanghai, which immediately caused a great commotion.
The assassination was confirmed to be done by Japanese people. Such a heinous thing aroused the blood of some hot-blooded patriots. Flames of anger gathered in many people's chests, and they didn't want to lower their heads in silence anymore.
The butterfly effect caused by this incident was huge, and it also made Si Yang, who added fuel to the fire from behind, feel very satisfied.
Let Japanese people relax a little and look away first. Next was the main show.
Yu Zhenhai was also aware of Yamaguchi Kaoko's matter. When he was about to take action, Xu Wenqiang explained his and Siyang's plan first. Of course, Xie Dong's assassination of Professor Song was concealed for the time being.
Yu Zhenhai didn't encounter personal feelings and things, so his brain was still enough. He cooperated with her and pretended not to know. He suspected and tested Yamaguchi Kaoko's identity, but because of her cunning and her relationship with Su Chuwu, Su Qiqiao, and others, he couldn't do anything to her for the time being. He could only let her continue to stay in Xianle City.
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