He didn't come alone.
Behind him were two men of about the same age as him.
Before Hua Ting could react to the gunshot just now, one of them was behind him and aimed at the man in black who was holding the keys on his waist.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the left atrium of the man in black.
"Bang!"
"With a sound, the world fell into tinnitus for a moment.
The man in black on the opposite side fell to the ground, frightening the other four.
Chen Shu stepped forward and took the key from the man in black's waist.
Only then did Hua Ting see clearly the two people behind him.
Judging from their clothes, they must also be Cai Bingrong's people.
But what shocked her was not why Cai Bingrong's people appeared here, but that each of them was holding a bucket of similar Regarding the square lead leather box of the fuel tank, she knew that when pouring oil into this type of fuel tank, she only needed to drill two holes to pour out all the gasoline. gasoline Hua Ting's eyes widened.
Could it be that their purpose was to burn down Bai Qihong's opium warehouse?
"Don't leave."
Chen Shu took the two boxes from one person's hands.
Seeing that Hua Ting was still stunned, he bumped her with his shoulder.
"What are you?"
She really didn't react yet.
"Burn the warehouse." really Three short words, but powerful.
Hua Ting followed up quickly.
Since he was holding two fuel tanks and had no free hands to open the lock, Hua Ting took the key from his hand and tried it with the largest one.
Sure enough, it was the key to the warehouse door.
Before entering, Chen Shu did not forget to tell a man behind him: "I'll leave it to you outside."
He responded: "Yes."
Hua Ting guessed that the other four people outside were probably dead.
The warehouse was dark.
Hua Ting was about to subconsciously fumble for the light switch on the wall beside the door, but suddenly remembered that this was old Shanghai in 1931.
Where did the lights come from in the warehouse?
Someone lit a match beside her.
Although the light was too weak, it was enough for her to see the road within two meters in front of her.
Fortunately, there was a square wooden table two meters away, with a few torn newspapers and a kerosene lamp thrown on the table.
Hua Ting took out the match from her pocket and lit the cord of the kerosene lamp, and the warehouse suddenly lit up.
Bai Qihong's opium warehouse is the same as those in most TV dramas.
It is surrounded by dark wooden boxes stacked one on top of another, with a total stack of 5 meters high.
The amount is staggering.
It can be seen that the total amount of opium inside is absolutely absolute.
It exceeds 3,000 tons.
However, the cargo capacity of a cargo ship is only 1,000 tons, and Bai Qihong has sold more opium than the 3,000 tons here in his life.
With such a huge amount of smuggling, how did he covertly use so many large cargo ships and safely transport opium to Shanghai?
While Hua Ting was amazed, Chen Shu had already started to move.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll sue you?"
She walked towards him holding a kerosene lamp.
"It doesn't look like it."
He sprinkled gasoline on the surrounding ground, stopped what he was doing, turned around and reminded, "Put the light further away."
The entire warehouse was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.
The fire in the kerosene lamp in Hua Ting's hand was dancing enthusiastically, "You are so brave," she said, holding the lamp and stepping back.
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"You are so sure that I am with you."
Fortunately, Chen Shu had prepared gasoline.
Otherwise, with the few matches in her hand, the fire might have been put out before it even got stronger.
"I wasn't sure at first," Chen Shu threw the empty box aside and picked up another one, "but seeing as you injured the five people outside the door as soon as you arrived, and then asked for the warehouse key, it wouldn't be a good thing."
Four gunshots were heard not far from the door.
Although it was six real lives, Hua was used to all kinds of street shootings in TV dramas of the Republic of China.
From the moment when the big man with the knife was shot and fell to the ground, She still doesn't have the slightest sense of reality.
Even if the blood on her clothes and the back of her hands is still wet, at this moment, she feels more like she is watching a Shanghai gang feud drama.
"Give me the matches."
While Hua Ting was stunned, Chen Shu had already prepared the scene.
He held out his hand.
The light of the kerosene lamp cast a faint halo on his inky eyebrows, making his entire face look much softer than before.
Chen Shu looked like he was smiling, so calm and composed, it didn't look like he was doing this for the first time.
Hua Ting handed the two boxes of matches in her pocket into his hands.
"You don't need so many, just one is enough."
Chen Shu seemed to be joking, smiling and putting a box of matches in his pocket.
"Burn more."
Hua Ting rolled her eyes and put the kerosene lamp back on the wooden table.
"Let's go."
There were several corpses lying outside the warehouse.
Although they were all dead, blood was still bleeding from their chests.
They looked really miserable.
Hua Ting tried her best to avoid seeing them.
Chen Shu closed the warehouse door and deliberately left a gap.
He was about to light the match but was interrupted midway by Hua Ting.
"What should I do with these corpses?"
The bright red blood stains under the moonlight were really eye-catching.
"Don't drag them into the warehouse and burn them together."
I didn't expect that I would be more ruthless.
She just didn't want to leave evidence.
It was often shown in TV dramas that if a person didn't handle the crime scene cleanly, it would definitely lead to endless troubles.
"No need."
His voice was firm, and he lit the match with a click.
The two little followers behind Chen Shu did not forget to pull Hua Ting back a few steps before retreating.
They saw the weak firelight being thrown out in a perfect parabola under the night sky.
In just a moment, the door was filled with flames.
Mixed with a hot and wanton whistling sound, Chen Shu blocked it inside the iron gate with a palm.
"Let's go."
He turned around and took her hand hard.
Before Hua Ting could react, Chen Shu had already pulled her to the other end of the alley.
"People will be discovered here soon.
We must escape from this area as quickly as possible."
Hua Ting's physical fitness is not bad and she can barely keep up with his pace.
In addition, she changed into a pair of neutral leather shoes beforehand.
Compared with the previous pair of black lace small wedge heels that Mrs.
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Bai bought for her, her running speed can be said to be faster.
The wind was blowing under my feet.
They ran through countless streets and alleys glowing with the cold moonlight, and their ears were filled with the howling of the wind and the jagged footsteps of two people.
It wasn't until her palms became sweaty that she could no longer hold him tightly, and then she finally stopped and held on.
He looked down at the street lamp and gasped.
Big beads of sweat stretched down her chin and fell hard on the deserted concrete floor in front of her.
She simply took off her coat, wearing only an off-white shirt, and then rolled up the sleeves to her elbows.
Her back was already covered with sweat.
Large sweat stains.
Hua Ting stood under the street lamp, her face white but rosy.
Under the tip of her small nose was a mustache that had been slightly raised by the wind, but she didn't notice it at all.
She stood up straight and grinned at him.
What a pretty little girl, Chen Shu lost consciousness for just a second, raised his hand and gently peeled off her mustache that was not very sticky.
"What are you doing?"
Hua Ting wanted to reach out and grab it, but then she thought that the matter had been settled and there was no point in growing a beard, "Forget it, I'll give it to you."
Chen Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "I need it from you."
"Where are your two little followers?"
Hua heard that no one was around, could they still be at the scene of the crime?
"Gone long ago."
She draped her coat over her arm and searched for a nearby trash can.
After all, it was full of blood, and if you didn't deal with it as soon as possible, you might get yourself into trouble.
"Where are you going now?"
she asked Chen Shu, who was walking in front.
He slowed down a step and stood side by side with her, "Mr.
Cai's place."
"I'll go with you," Hua Ting rubbed her belly, "How about you treat me to a supper first?
I didn't bring any money in these pants, I only brought a gun."
"Okay."
He didn't hesitate.
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