Damn it, I don’t have enough sleeping dragons and phoenixes around me!
I'm really not willing to let such a big fat sheep live without being able to get a few bites of fat from it.
Defending the homeland and the country is a must, but you can’t lose yourself if you don’t.
The key is no, if it falls into their pocket, I will definitely be jealous.
Why should they be cheap?
I despise my own bad nature...
Why are you so greedy for money?
"Squeak!"
Suddenly he braked hard.
But a black car shot out from behind.
The wrong person rushed out from the side street and almost hit Zhang Yong's car. The distance was less than three meters.
"Made!"
Yan Guangkun was immediately furious.
Those blind people don't want to live anymore? They dare to hit the Fuxing Society...
Huh?
Does it look like a car from the Military Police Headquarters?
That's okay...
Walked back angrily.
Zhang Yong was in shock.
He was not the one driving the car, and he was not the one who was frightened.
You bastard, don’t you ask for your life when you drive? I don’t ask for my own life, and I don’t ask for my life! I don’t ask for my life...
"No, it's a car from the Military Police Headquarters."
"What?"
"No license plate from the Military Police Headquarters."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong took a deep breath.
Push your anger away.
No wonder the wrong party was so arrogant and walked away.
The wrong party didn't even brake.
Just ignore others.
Fortunately, we didn't hit each other. But what if we hit each other? I guess the wrong party would also walk away.
Mud...
So arrogant...
The Military Police Headquarters looks down upon it...
But if you look at Yan Guangkun's appearance, you know that the Military Police Headquarters really cannot afford to offend him.
Boss Dai, the boss of Fu Yandong, has very little wings. He doesn't have many people, he doesn't have many guns, and his status is not high. If he wants to surpass the Military Police Headquarters, at least he has to wait until after 1938.
In other words, does it take three years to pretend to be a grandchild?
Later generations said that military rule was lawless. In fact, it was not the military rule after 1938. And it is not 1935 now...
depressed.
Angrily, I restarted and continued to circle.
not found……
not found……
I really want to catch a spy to vent my anger.
For no other reason than to give him a beating. Beat him to death. Vent out all his resentment and anger.
However……
I turned around and found nothing...
I turned around twice and found nothing...
Resentment.
Are there no moon spies in Jinling?
It’s unscientific!
As we drove around, the sun was shining brightly, and it was already close to twelve noon.
finally……
It's so pitiful. A little red dot appears.
Slowly reduce the speed and find an intersection. The target is next to the intersection.
Tianping Road runs from east to west and Tiancheng Road runs from north to south.
Zhang Yong stopped the car in the middle of the road.
East train.
Ready to beat someone up.
Catch them after beating them.
"Is there something wrong?"
"wrong."
"action!"
Yan Guangkun immediately called for people to come east.
Suddenly, a black car rushed over from the side. It was very fast. Everyone stopped the car unconsciously.
"Don't deny him."
Zhang Yong waved his legs.
The black car stopped slowly.
"Captain Zhang!"
A somewhat familiar voice came.
Zhang Yong lowered his head and glanced into the car. Oh, so he is an acquaintance. Kong Fansong, the Kong family.
"Captain Zhang!"
Kong Fansong’s mistake against Zhang Yong is still fresh in his memory.
He shouted while driving the car.
"Mr. Kong."
Is Zhang Yong indeed a little surprised?
Unexpectedly, he stopped a car casually. The person he stopped was actually Kong Fansong.
An unexpected surprise.
Finally I met an acquaintance.
"Captain Zhang, when did I come to Jinling? Why didn't you say hello to him?"
Kong Fansong arrived and shook Zhang Yong's legs enthusiastically.
He has a familiar personality and has a good impression of Zhang Yong. I really want to make friends with him.
Zhang Yong smiled and shook Wofang's legs.
I think of five thousand dollars. Alas, the gringo who is so horny. He wouldn’t even give up five thousand dollars...
"He just arrived yesterday."
"Great. How long do I plan to stay in Jinling? He has something else he wants to ask for your help with."
"Mr. Kong, I say, just ask for whatever he can, and never refuse."
"Very happy. It will be inconvenient to shut up tomorrow. He will find another time to talk to me in detail."
"Okay. I'm always waiting for you."
"He will greet our boss Dai and will not interfere with our official duties."
"Thanks!"
"Then let him go first. Contact us later."
"Okay. Goodbye."
Zhang Yong waved his leg in greeting.
Kong Fansong got in the car with relief.
Suddenly he rolled the window eastward and solemnly ordered, "If I leave Nanjing early, I must say hello to him. Call the Ministry of Finance directly to find him."
"Ming Hong." Zhang Yong nodded, "He will not leave Jinling in the short term."
"Then he'll be relieved." Kong Fansong was relieved, and then he let the driver drive away quickly.
It’s not like a speedster with high legs.
Then the speed picked up.
No less concessions than the Gendarmerie Headquarters.
None of them are great people.
They all walk sideways!
Yan Guangkun said enviously: "It seems that Mr. Kong made a very good impression on me!"
"Can you please." Zhang Yong didn't show hypocritical politeness, "But we all have to work hard. I heard it too. Please ask him to help with the matter."
"That's a good opportunity." Yan Guangkun said with a smile, "They want it."
He raised his leg fingers and rubbed them skillfully, "They don't care about that. They are rich and powerful. If there is a little leakage between the legs and fingers, they will benefit a lot."
"Wouldn't it be better to arrest more Meng Chaowei?" Zhang Yong disagreed.
"That's wrong." Yan Guangkun immediately changed his mind, "I don't know if there are any moon spies like Meng Chaowei in Jinling. If there are, they will be prosperous."
"Definitely." Zhang Yong replied affirmatively, "Maybe he is richer than Meng Chaowei."
How much is Meng Chaowei worth? Several hundred thousand dollars.
How much is Wu Yuanfu worth? At least one million. There is a big difference between the two.
Meng Chaowei didn't know many powerful people, not many heavyweights. But Wu Yuanfu knew many heavyweights...
"well……"
Yan Guangkun shook his head and sighed.
Whether you think so or not, it is simply not possible in reality.
Where are there so many Meng Chaowei...
Suddenly I saw Zhang Yong walking to the side.
"Where do I go?"
"Buy something."
Zhang Yong answered casually.
Yan Guangkun didn't care. Yuan Ji looked at it.
The grocery store Zhang Yong entered was called Bafang Grocery Store. It was half new, half old, and unremarkable.
At noon, the weather was hot and there was not much business. The boss lay on the counter and dozed off.
Zhang Yong deliberately slowed down his steps.
The grocery store owner woke up immediately and hurriedly stood up to say hello.
"boss."
"Sir, what do you want to buy?"
“Is there any Cistanche deserticola?”
"Sir, those are the medicinal materials. Go to the medicine shop to buy them."
"Where's the antlers?"
"No."
"Where's Kaiba?"
"No."
The boss's face looked a little ugly.
Those are all medicinal materials. Instead of going to the medicine shop, I came to the grocery store? Are you here to stir up trouble?
"Where's the epimedium?"
"Please let me go to the medicine shop. They don't have it."
"There is nothing, so why should I open a store?"
"Hey, he runs a grocery store, am I here to stir up trouble?"
"Hey, what did he say about me that month, why did I shut up so loudly? Do you know who he is? He is from the Renaissance Society, and he specializes in catching us moon spies!"
"He doesn't know what I'm talking about."
"Pack up your things obediently and follow them. Otherwise, please beg me to look good."
"us……"
"Give me ten minutes."
"us……"
The grocery store owner gritted his teeth angrily.
It turned out that when Zhang Yong glared at him, he turned around and went to the inner room to pack his things.
"Hurry up..."
"Kill me if you're too late!"
Zhang Yong shouted outside.
Then I started counting silently. How long will it take for the target to run away?
"one,"
"two,"
"three,"
Suddenly, the grocery store owner ran away.
His speed was very fast, and he rushed into the inner room. However, he subconsciously felt that something was not good. He decided on thirty-six strategies and followed the plan.
As a lunar spy, he certainly knows that the Fuxing Society's torture is severe. He is definitely not willing to endure it.
If No was caught on the spot, No would have no choice.
However, Zhang Yong gave him a chance to choose. However, he decisively chose to escape.
"Is he a lunar spy?"
"pennant!"
Zhang Yong waved his legs towards the door.
Yan Guangkun rushed in immediately.
"Me, on the left!"
"He, on the right!"
Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi also had a tacit understanding of the division of labor and outflanked them from both sides.
Can other agents get into their positions quickly?
They can't catch people's high legs. They are familiar with the road.
Unless the grocery store owner commits suicide, he will definitely not be able to escape.
What does Zhang Yong himself do?
He didn't pursue them. He went to collect the frivolous money and line his own pockets.
If you are in a bad mood, there is the ocean to relieve your boredom.
