Zhang Yong could not be sure. The target was not close yet.
Because it is in the suburbs, the light is very weak. Most of it is indeed pitch black.
"Yu Licheng."
"arrive."
"Take your team and follow me."
"yes."
"Others are here to ambush, coordinate, and reinforce."
"yes."
Simple arrangement.
Lead the team and quietly approach the target.
Finally, I saw the target. It was not the one who poured the night fragrance, but the one who pulled the coffin.
Good guy. Is this a horror movie?
Dark night, angry wind lantern, coffin, and big word "Die". The more I look at it, the more creepy it becomes.
The guy pulling the coffin deliberately pretended to be Hei Wuchang.
If there were no system prompts, Zhang Yong might not even look twice. He would be afraid.
But now, he understood that this was a good disguise for a Japanese spy. It was estimated that no one would check it when he passed the checkpoint.
Many times, checkpoints are more of a money-making tool.
After all, it is still a time of peace. War has not broken out in Jinling yet. Most people have not realized that the crisis is coming.
Except for Zhang Yong, no one knows that Jinling will fall next year.
He, Zhang Yong, didn’t dare to tell anyone.
Otherwise, you would have been beheaded in ancient times if you used your lies to confuse the public and shake the morale of the army.
The wind blows.
White pieces of paper kept falling.
This is the spy who pulled the coffin deliberately creating a strange atmosphere.
It even took out a soul-calling flag from time to time and waved it around randomly. It also muttered words. It was so angry that the wind lantern was bright or dark.
It is estimated that ordinary people would have stayed away after seeing this scene from a distance. Let alone getting close, they would feel bad luck if they saw it.
Zhang Yong stood silently in the middle of the road, silently watching the Japanese spies approaching.
Don't be afraid. You know the other party's details.
What he is most worried about now is the corpse inside the pipe.
There are even corpses of female students. That’s a big headache. I hope God bless me and prevent any accidents.
Ten million...
Ten million...
The Japanese spies gradually came to Zhang Yong.
Stop slowly.
Silence. Not speaking.
As if to say, aren't you afraid?
Zhang Yong waved to him.
Spy:???
what's the situation?
The other party actually waved to me?
no……
Why does it feel a little weird?
It seems like you should be afraid of me. Why are you waving at me?
silence.
Do not move.
Throwing handfuls of white paper into the air.
Just in time, the breeze blew, and white pieces of paper scattered one after another, and they all swept towards Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong was indifferent.
Stop playing this trick. Please. I'm not afraid of ghosts.
Really. I'm just afraid of being poor.
As long as the money is in place, the King of Hell will be useless.
Look behind me, there are more than a dozen people and several guns.
Do you want to try physical ghost exorcism?
I invite Namo Gatling Bodhisattva...
"Jingle Bell……"
"Jingle Bell……"
The spy took out a copper bell and shook it gently.
This is the soul-calling bell. When the bell rings, hundreds of ghosts walk in the night. Dark soldiers pass through the aisles, and strangers avoid them.
Zhang Yong was impatient.
He strode towards the spy.
Damn you, I know you are a spy, but I am still afraid of you!
What kind of soul are you recruiting?
It’s true that I’m really trying to summon your soul.
Spy:......
Stand still.
He can't be punished. Really.
How come the other party is not afraid at all? It seems that he is specifically looking for him?
etc!
He suddenly realized a problem.
Who is the other party? Why is it coming at you? Could it be that the other party has discovered your identity?
Oops...
This discovery made the spy suddenly nervous.
He just remembered his identity. That's right. I'm a spy. I'm a lurker. After acting for so long, I even forgot about it.
idiot!
The other party must be coming for you.
idiot!
The other party wants to arrest me!
Oops……
Run quickly!
Don't get caught!
Countless thoughts flashed through the spy's mind.
However, his legs refused to obey his control. His body and consciousness were separated.
The main reason is that the roles I usually play are slow and weird. They are all avoided by others, but now they are suddenly reversed and I am completely uncomfortable with them.
then……
Big eyes and small eyes.
Zhang Yong has a big eye; a spy has a small eye.
The spy watched helplessly as Zhang Yong rushed over and stood directly in front of it.
The two looked at each other.
The distance is less than three meters.
"Pay the money."
Zhang Yong finally spoke.
The spy was stunned again. Pay the money? Did you hear that right?
The other party actually asked me to pay?
No. What I pulled was a coffin! It was a dead person! You asked me to pay?
Are you still collecting money from dead people?
Aren't you afraid of bad luck?
Aren't you afraid of retribution?
Aren’t you Chinese people very jealous of dead people?
When they saw me, they all ran away from me. They had to wait until I passed before they came out. They also had to light a brazier or something to remove bad luck...
"What..." the spy muttered.
"Give me money." Zhang Yong's tone was firm.
"No……"
"Then you're going to get beaten."
"What?"
"you do not know me?"
"Who are you……"
This spy really didn't know Zhang Yong.
His pretend identity is very useful, but it also has serious side effects.
It's almost impossible to communicate with the outside world.
Who else dares to communicate with the corpse puller!
If you encounter it, avoid it.
Therefore, apart from accepting tasks, he has almost no information channels from the outside world.
When I usually go out for activities, it's late at night, and there's no one on the street.
"My nickname is "Desperate for Money."
"What?"
"Also known as the hand in the coffin."
"What?"
"That is to say, if a dead person passes in front of me, he will have to pay. What's more, you are a living person."
"ah?"
The spy looked dull.
No, there are still such people? Isn’t it too outrageous?
Do you have to charge dead people for passing by?
You will lose your life, okay...
"Open the coffin."
"What?"
"I said, open the coffin. I want to ask the dead man for payment."
"No. You can't do this..."
"Bang!"
Zhang Yong punched the spy in the face.
In an instant, the spy felt his vision go dark. Then he fell straight backwards.
Stars flashed before my eyes. I was knocked unconscious on the spot.
Zhang Yong:???
what's the situation?
Knocked out with one punch?
No. Am I that strong?
It seems I just added 1 point of strength...
Madhu must be pretending to be dead.
I stretched out my foot and kicked the Japanese spy. I found that he was really fainted.
this……
never mind.
Wave your hands.
People from behind come up.
Use tools to pry open the coffin.
result……
Zhang Yong is a muggle.
Whatever you worry about will come true.
Inside the coffin, there was really the body of a female student.
Almost exactly the same as what I found before.
It can be concluded that they are definitely the same group of people.
Ruined……
Xu Qifeng clearly confessed to being seven female students. But now an eighth corpse appears.
For a moment, Zhang Yong felt that his brain was completely insufficient.
Who the hell can reveal the answer in advance!
Who can tell me what is going on?
Headache……
Wake up the spy.
The spy is still dying.
He felt that he should not have been exposed yet.
"explain."
"What?"
"Where did the body come from?"
"Jinchuan Gate."
"Whose family?"
"I don't know. It was in an empty house. After I went there..."
"Send it to where?"
"Ahead. Qinglian Road..."
"Your companion has been captured by me."
"What?"
"You don't think I don't know you are Japanese, do you?"
"What?"
"idiot."
Zhang Yong said something casually.
despise.
Don't even know who I am.
Just for this alone, I will beat you severely in a moment...
No, beat me now!
Bang!
Give the spy a slap in the face.
Spy:???
what's the situation?
why did you hit me?
it hurts……
Bang!
Another slap in the face.
There were stars in my eyes. I felt a burning pain in my cheeks.
Zhang Yong raised his hand.
Come again!
You deserve to be beaten!
If you don’t fight for diligence or laziness, I’ll fight you for being short-sighted!
I am Zhang Yong!
I am Zhang Yong!
I am Zhang Yong!
Say important things three times.
The spy nemesis! The money-making expert! The master of making false information!
Loved by everyone, flowers blooming, cars and cars, jade trees facing the wind, more beautiful than Pan An, a pear tree crushing a begonia...
Pooh!
I don't even know who it is, but I dare to come out and fool around!
Bang!
Bang!
Keep slapping.
Huh? Does the slap feel less painful?
Is it because the physical strength is also +1? I understand. It is only used for slapping.
"ah……"
The spy suddenly grunted and fell straight backwards.
It turned out that it had been knocked unconscious again.
Zhang Yong:……
No, are you pretending again?
Mud...
Finally, it was discovered that the spy had really fainted.
Look at your own slap.
Is it so powerful? A level A is a critical hit? Does it have a stun effect?
Then wouldn’t I become the god Ma Dongxi?
That……
Looking at the unconscious spy on the ground.
Since you can knock someone unconscious, can you also slap them to wake them up?
Try it?
So he squatted down.
Another slap to the spy's face.
result……
The spy really woke up.
There was nothing I could do, I felt a burning pain. Even a vegetative state was woken up by the beating.
Zhang Yong stood up.
Have people help the spy up and prepare for another "big awakening slap"...
No, it's the "Great Memory Awakening Technique"...
With one slap, you can perfectly present the experience of bedwetting at the age of three...
Suddenly, a system message flashed silently.
[Adventure experience +10]
[Your power +1]
Huh?
Zhang Yong was immediately elated.
Strength +1?
A sudden adventure?
Haha, finally added strength again.
good!
good!
very good!
The whole person suddenly felt comfortable.
Take the slap back temporarily.
Worried that the "Great Awakening Palm" will turn into the "Great Death Palm".
Need to control the intensity.
Bang!
A slap in the face.
The spy fainted again.
Zhang Yong:……
No, I don’t seem to be using my full strength.
No, you bitch, stop pretending! I didn’t even try hard...
However, the cruel reality is that the spy did fall into a coma again.
Zhang Yong had no choice but to accept the reality of a headache.
It seems that too much strength is not good?
A casual slap will knock someone unconscious. What if they are knocked away?
well……
Pain and happiness. Happy troubles.
Although I don’t know anything, I am very powerful! I am One Punch Man!
Looking at the unconscious spy on the ground.
what to do?
Don't panic. I have great memory awakening skills.
Squat down.
Another slap in the face to the Japanese spy.
Bang!
The spy immediately jumped up.
The memory is restored in an instant. All my past and present lives are vividly remembered.
The only regret...
I just still don’t know who the guy in front of me is.
So cruel...
What a cruel attack! Specialized in slaps in the face...
etc!
Who is this guy?
"Say or not?"
"What……"
"Bang!"
The spy suddenly felt something was wrong.
idiot!
Come again!
No, don’t slap me. Don’t slap me in the face...
However, it was already too late. Zhang Yong's slap hit the spy's face hard again.
Refuse to say?
Then keep beating him!
Fortunately, I haven't felt any pain in my palms yet.
"ah……"
The Japanese spy groaned and fell down gorgeously on his back.
He didn't know how many times he had fallen into coma. However, he did fall into coma again. His body was lying on the ground twisted.
Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at it. He squatted down and raised his palm.
Bang!
Great memory recovery technique!
As expected, the Japanese spy jumped up again. Countless images flashed through his mind.
Running under the sunset...
It is youth without regrets...
Huh?
What the hell?
Why do you have such a memory?
"Say or not?"
"What?"
The spy is still confused.
What did you say? You didn’t even ask!
You don’t ask anything, what should I say? What should I say?
Suddenly something feels wrong...
idiot!
The slap comes again.
faint!
You ask! You ask! You ask...
Bang!
However, it's too late.
The spy felt his vision go dark and fainted again.
Once again, it twisted softly on the ground.
Yu Licheng:……
other people:……
It feels a bit absurd and incomprehensible.
What is the Commissioner trying to do? Why did he knock him unconscious, then wake him up, then knock him unconscious again...
I actually felt a little sympathy for this Japanese spy.
After receiving so many slaps, my cheeks were swollen like pig heads.
Well……
Zhang Yong squatted down.
Bang!
Another slap.
Great memory, recovery technique!
"ah……"
Sure enough, the spy woke up again.
Replay my past and present lives in my mind, including other people's...
"I said, I said!"
He shouted quickly.
Zhang Yong slowly withdrew his slap.
Are you willing to say it?
Okay. As expected, the big memory awakening technique works better.
Whatever you remember, whatever you don’t remember, wake them up! If what you said is wrong, wake them up a few more times...
"explain."
"What do you want to know?"
"Who killed the female student?"
"I have no idea……"
"ah……"
The spy groaned again.
But Zhang Yong slapped him again. He fell into coma again.
do not remember?
Then let me help you recall your memories.
Wave your hands.
Someone immediately lifted the spy up from the ground.
Zhang Yong slapped him again.
Bang!
Sure enough, the spy suddenly woke up.
He was so blessed that his spiritual platform was extremely clear, and everything he had experienced emerged.
"It's Wei Juli!"
"who?"
"Wei Juli! The original Anhui warlord! After his defeat, he has been active in Jinling!"
"Anhui warlord?"
"Yep……"
"His home is at Jinchuanmen?"
"yes……"
"good."
Zhang Yong killed the Japanese spy with one blow.
No one on this line can survive.
They are all extremely sinful.
Whether they are spies or traitors, they all deserve to die.