Chapter 1222, catch the duck and put it on the shelves
The crippled Japanese invaders were wailing on the ground.
Zhang Yong walked over holding the triangular thorn.
laugh!
One knife at a time.
Quietly.
Fatal on the spot.
Look back at those French soldiers.
No response?
Then...
"Chi chi chi..."
"Chi chi chi..."
One knife at a time and six stabbings in a row.
No one would be left alive anyway.
He wanted to publicly execute him in the concession. He wanted to kill the Japanese invaders on the spot!
I abide by the rules set by you French people.
If you continue to be biased...
I don't mind killing a few of you secretly. Anyway, in three years, you will all be nothing.
Suddenly I felt a headache.
Almost fainted on the spot.
Tiredness is rising.
So sleepy.
So tired.
It's been spinning lately.
From Peking to Jinling, and from Jinling to Shanghai.
Serious lack of rest.
It's killing and killing every day. Everyone seems to be going crazy.
Calm down.
Shake your head vigorously.
I can't sleep yet. I still have work to do.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
Two more were stabbed to death.
Arriving in front of Shimazu.
Squat down.
Staring at each other stiffly.
I feel like my eyes must be filled with bloodshot eyes.
"The Empire of Japan..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
His throat was pierced and he died on the spot.
Call!
I'll let you scream!
I'll send you to Amaterasu to call him!
Turn around.
Arrive in front of Honganji Temple.
This Japanese invader seemed very tough, holding his head high and stretching his neck.
"laugh!"
Fully satisfy the other person's wishes.
Everyone around saw it. I, Zhang Yong, killed the person.
Come to me all!
Come all together!
"laugh!"
Turn back and kill the last Japanese invader.
Then he squinted at the French soldiers not far away and found that they didn't make any movement.
Okay, I guess you guys are sensible and don't continue to be biased.
The Japanese are seeking death themselves.
Clap your hands.
Wipe the three-pointed thorns cleanly on the Japanese invaders.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a reporter taking photos nearby. He didn't hide himself. He stood up straight.
That's right, it's me! I'm Zhang Yong!
Let me be on the front page!
Let the whole world know me!
Japanese nemesis...
Kill without blinking an eye...
Suddenly I want to dance.
Put away the three-sided thorn and take out an axe.
An impromptu episode of Ax Gang?
Brother Chen's acting skills are not as good as mine.
Headache……
So sleepy...
So tired...
Suddenly, a beautiful reporter walked towards him.
Zhang Yong tilted his head.
Hmm? Recently, I have a strong aura as the protagonist!
Is it belated compensation?
Not to mention harvesting a large group of Shaolin monks, but now there are also beautiful reporters throwing themselves into their arms?
Good, good, good! Warmly welcome and look forward to in-depth exchanges...
"Are you Commissioner Zhang?"
"Yes. You are..."
"I am a reporter from Milan, Italy. My name is Mariana..."
"Are you from Milan?"
"Yes."
"Do you like Inter Milan or AC Milan?"
"What?"
"I don't like Inter Milan."
"What?"
Mariana said she didn't understand.
Zhang Yong then shook his head.
I was born in Milan, but I don’t understand football. It’s too bad.
He can be 100% sure that at this moment, there are already AC Milan and Inter Milan.
Because Tanavaro once clearly mentioned that he likes Inter Milan. Zhang Yong despises him.
Wave.
Leave.
I don't like talking to people who don't like AC Milan.
I am a loyal AC Milan fan.
"Commissioner Zhang, wait..."
"Please wait..."
Mariana called from behind. Unfortunately, it was no use.
Zhang Yong had already left with his team, leaving only corpses scattered everywhere.
The French soldiers also retreated. They didn't care about the corpse. The patrol room would naturally notify the relevant people to deal with it.
As for the consequences of killing so many Japanese, there are no consequences. I am willing to admit defeat. Who said their skills are inferior to others?
I have to say that this Zhang Yong is indeed very capable.
The French remember him.
Zhang Yong was walking when the system suddenly prompted him.
[Strength +1]
[Comprehensive physical fitness +1]
Um?
Two in a row?
Improve at the same time?
Is there such a good thing?
But I was happy for only three seconds. I had no sense of expectation.
Improving physical fitness and strength will help you get bombed. Then there is the 007 job.
The increase in strength seems to be just for throwing grenades?
Or slap someone in the mouth.
Back to the Vienna nightclub.
It was found that the number of hostages inside had not decreased significantly.
It seems that the price tag of 50,000 yuan is a bit high!
Even the Japanese invaders were reluctant to pay.
what to do?
Keep boiling.
Stay up until you collect enough money.
In the end, if you really can't raise the money, you can lower your standards.
In short, everyone inside will be allowed to form the most painful memories during this period of time.
From now on, I will never dare to seek refuge with the Japanese invaders and become a traitor.
Otherwise, haha.
It's the easiest to cut with a knife. What's more uncomfortable is waiting for the cut.
"Allow them to drink water." Zhang Yong ordered.
"Yes." Shi Hu agreed, but only provided a little bit of water.
He is a veteran of the 19th Route Army. He hates the Japanese invaders the most.
Naturally, I also hate traitors.
I wish I could kill them all on the spot.
Give them enough water? It’s a dream! It’s almost enough to barely survive.
So tired.
So sleepy.
I really want to lie down and sleep.
However, I can't sleep yet. I still have work to do.
He hasn't gone to the central bank yet!
You have to go check in. Click on the button to see what's going on.
So eat.
Take a break.
Then change to an action team and prepare to go to the central bank.
"Someone is coming!"
"arrive!"
"Inform Miss Lin Wan and those female students from Suzhou to set off."
"yes."
Soon, everyone gathered.
Take a bus to the Central Bank.
The central bank is on Nanjing Road. It's a bit far away.
Fortunately, the journey was smooth.
As long as Zhang Yong doesn't catch Japanese spies, he still has plenty of time.
Arrive at the entrance of the Central Bank.
get off.
Report identity.
Enter the lobby.
Soon, all the central bank's top officials arrived to greet him.
Zhang Yong looked up and looked around. The central bank building is a newly built dome building with four floors.
The first floor is the business counter, canteen, communication room, etc.
The second floor is the auditorium and conference room.
On the third floor are the offices of officials at all levels.
The fourth floor is the archives room, storage room, switchboard room, etc.
These are not important.
The important thing is that it is next to the city government building. Next to it is the police station.
If there is any movement, the police department can quickly provide reinforcements.
But the central bank's treasury is not here. It is over there at the Sihang Warehouse. Important wealth is stored in the Sihang Warehouse.
"Mr. Commissioner..."
"Show me the ledger."
"yes."
Soon, bring the general ledger.
Then, Zhang Yong discovered a very embarrassing fact.
When a fire broke out in the Sihang warehouse, all the major banks turned to him, the sage of smoothing accounts, to solve the problem.
As a result, with one stroke of his pen, he wiped out all the accounts.
Among them is the central bank.
What a tragedy. The boomerang hit myself.
It is no longer possible to investigate what the central bank's accounts were like in the past.
Otherwise, you just have to check yourself.
We can only look at the subsequent accounts. First, let’s look at how much funds we still have.
etc……
How many?
Only 1.3 million oceans?
No, Dayang? Only 1.3 million? That’s it? It’s also called a central bank?
Mad, what a big loss.
How much did you lose when you settled the account?
How much of the central bank's funds have gone into certain people's pockets? Who has taken my money?
I was already sleepy and tired, but now I feel even more uncomfortable.
“Don’t have a USD account?”
"have."
"show me."
"yes."
View USD account.
There are quite a few accounts. Seven of them.
They all use different names. Both HSBC and Citigroup.
However, the total of the seven US dollar accounts is only more than 50,000 US dollars. It is not as much as Zhang Yong.
"A pound account?"
"Here."
After reading it, I felt even worse.
The pound account is less than 10,000 pounds. I am speechless. Is this the level of the central bank?
Damn!
To paraphrase a sentence, I am really poor and useless!
Allowing yourself to take over the central bank is simply to start from scratch. There won't be an extra penny.
Shake his head.
I feel that such a high-end office style is not suitable for me.
I still tend to live a relatively low-level life. Because I am familiar with it, the details seem too general if I go to the high-end.
For example, now, he doesn't know what work should be arranged. He doesn't understand human affairs either.
Originally he only knew how to catch Japanese spies, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he was given so many professions. In fact, how could he know so much?
It’s all about rushing ducks to put them on the shelves!
"Have you invested in the stock market in the beautiful country?"
"have."
"What stocks have you invested in now?"
"Here."
Someone hurriedly submitted a detailed catalog.
Zhang Yong read it carefully and found that there was no name he was familiar with.
No Coca-Cola…
No Spam…
No Lockheed…
Too lazy to ask. I guess the rate of return is not that good.
what to do?
Order to withdraw all funds and then buy stocks that you are familiar with?
He was not in a hurry, because World War II had not yet broken out in full force. The stocks he was familiar with had not yet started to skyrocket.
It was necessary to wait until Mustache sent troops to Poland before World War II officially began.
The only thing you can do now is to buy stocks and then hold them for a long time. Wait for the stocks to appreciate in value after two years.
However, if you take the long term, you need to accumulate a lot of funds.
To be honest, if you invest hundreds of thousands of dollars, you won't get much profit. Unless you invest a few million dollars.
Where to get money?
Just grab.
That's what it means literally.
Rob the Japanese invaders.
Robbing traitors.
Anyway, if you grab it, it's yours.
Otherwise, once Shanghai falls, it will all belong to the Japanese invaders.
"From now on, the investment department will be replaced. Ms. Lin Wan will have full decision-making power."
Zhang Yong got straight to the point.
Just replace it with your own person for easy operation.
The original people should go away. The investment department does not need your intervention.
All newbies.
Lin Wan took those Suzhou female students with her.
The rest are just a few key employees to help them become familiar with basic operations.
Then, he handed over all the seized assets to the central bank account and handed them all to Lin Wan to operate and invest in the international market.
Zhang Yong didn't bother to ask how to operate it specifically.
He just needs to decide which stocks to buy at the right time.
You can also buy industries, such as oil fields, or some small companies, but not large companies.
There is a Chinese Exclusion Act that is looming.
It doesn't seem to have any special effect at ordinary times, but once used by an opponent, it can be very fatal.
"ah……"
yawn.
I'm so sleepy. Finally I can't stand it anymore.
My headache felt like it was going to explode. It felt like there were tens of thousands of sharp thorns.
I fell asleep directly at the Central Bank.
It just so happens that the central bank chairman's office has a hidden bedroom and a luxurious suite.
It feels so luxurious and easy to operate.
You can call a few beautiful female staff members to come up at any time and have in-depth discussions...
"Commissioner."
A beautiful female secretary appears.
Zhang Yong:???
Oh, there really is a beautiful secretary.
So young and so beautiful.
And a little bit foxy.
It was probably specially arranged by someone else.
Just use beauty to seduce him Zhang Yong, and then make it easy to operate.
Zhang Yong is greedy for money and lustful.
Naturally, we need to take the right medicine.
It's a pity that Zhang Yong is really tired and has no energy left.
"I want to sleep."
"Commissioner, please."
The beautiful female secretary also serves as a life secretary.
Take Zhang Yong into the bedroom, help him take off his shoes and socks, and then wait on him next to him.
Zhang Yong glanced at her twice, fell down and fell asleep.
When I woke up in a daze, I looked at my watch and saw that it was night again.
Outside the window, it was already dark. There were only bright lights.
Thoughtful.
Stand silently by the window.
Outside, there is a beautiful night view of Shanghai Beach.
Paris of the East…
The largest city in the Far East...
It is more populous and prosperous than Tokyo.
However, such a beautiful city was about to fall into the clutches of the Japanese invaders.
well……
A deep sense of powerlessness.
But cheer up soon.
I am just a small person with limited abilities. No matter how much I can do, there is very little.
Anyone who can kill a Japanese invader is one...
"Commissioner."
The voice of the beautiful secretary came softly.
When Zhang Yong was sleeping, she kept waiting outside.
It seems like her job is to serve him?
"May I have your name?"
"Qin Huangyu."
"Who asked you to come?"
"Boss Huang."
"Golden Rong?"
"yes."
"Who are you, Qin Longyue?"
"sisters."
"Dear."
"No. We were trained together."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong was thoughtful.
Du Yuesheng gave himself a Qin Longyue.
Huang Huangrong gave himself another Qin Huangyu.
It seems that he really understands it!
Whatever...
Take it!
"Come here."
"yes."
Beauty in my arms...
Outside the window, the lights of Shanghai Beach are bright...
