Soon, Zhang Yong became Liu Heizai again. The others became kickers.
What? Flaw?
There are loopholes everywhere. But the spy doesn't seem to care.
The fact is that in the face of one-way opaque information, moon spies cannot judge whether it is true or false. Often they tend to believe it.
Why?
It is better to believe that the wrong party is wrong about Liu Heizai than to believe that the wrong party is wrong about Fuxing Society.
If you fall into the lap of the Fuxing Society, the consequences are obvious. But if you fall into the lap of a group of gangsters, there seems to be some hope of struggle.
"torch!"
Zhang Yong waved his leg.
Take everyone into Didong Casino.
There is no need for peripheral control, because it will look too "professional".
"stop……"
"What the hell..."
Outside the casino, a few people were looking at the door. When they saw a large group of people pouring in, Dong shouted consciously.
It turned out that Wu Liuqi pointed a gun at him, and the sound was cut off immediately.
Please help me. The wrong side is very capable.
Is there any big boss here? What do you want me to do?
Quickly raise your legs.
He said he was very obedient.
"It's our business."
"Step aside!"
Zhang Yong said from behind.
Only a few people can rest assured.
Get out of the way quickly.
Wu Liuqi rushed in first. Others followed.
The lights inside were dim and the air was turbid. It was filled with a strong smell of tobacco and a lot of stinky feet. It was suffocating.
There were all kinds of noises, shouts, the banging of playing cards, and the sound of fists hitting the table. It was noisy like a vegetable market.
Someone was running around and bumped into Wu Liuqi.
"Snapped!"
Got a big slap in the face.
But there was no response at all. He probably lost his mind.
Many people stumbled so hard that they couldn't even stand still. They probably drank too much. Then they lost all their money. They simply fell down in the corner and slept.
Some people fell directly to the ground and were sleeping. It turned out that they were dragged aside like dogs to death.
There were broken wine bottles on the ground.
If you accidentally step on it, you will be bleeding on the spot.
It's not that I didn't see a single woman.
I guess gamblers think women are unlucky and won't let women in.
Zhang Yong pinched his nose and turned a blind eye to everything around him.
Target the man you want to catch.
I found that I was very tall and strong. He seemed to be no ordinary person. He was probably a hard worker.
Kick your legs towards the people around you. Identify the target clearly.
"exist!"
Wave your legs.
Someone immediately pounced on him and knocked the target down.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
The target roared crazily.
He was tall and strong, and Wu Liuqi and others were at a disadvantage.
There are too many people around, and the target is at the gaming table, so there is not enough space. Only two people can use force. It is impossible to hold down.
"Step aside!"
"Step aside!"
Wu Liuqi roared angrily.
Drive everyone around away, drag the target out, and press the four of them together.
Finally, he successfully knocked the target to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
Are the people around you confused?
Many people were watching the fun and didn't mind it as a big deal. They clapped their legs and started cheering.
Several people watching the scene rushed out from the back of the casino, with their chests and arms exposed and shell guns in their legs.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
There are only a few of them. I have more than a dozen.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At that time, it was Thomson's turn to be there.
In an instant, the few strong men watching the scene became intimidated.
Begging for life. The wrong party actually has heavy weapons. They even brought a submachine gun.
"Is there any sacred place in the pavilion?"
"Liu Heizai."
The few spectators obviously hadn't heard of it.
But if you see that there is a submachine gun on the wrong side, you will know that you are not good at it.
That submachine gun is so expensive. It costs hundreds of dollars a piece. It’s even worth thousands.
A submachine gun, replaced by several shell guns.
Zhang Yong said slowly: "Did he come from the south? He used to hang out on the beach."
Several spectators looked at each other in confusion.
It turns out that the ferocious dragon that has never crossed the river has come to its own territory. No wonder it is so arrogant.
"What is Ge Dongqiu doing?"
"Whether he came for him or not has nothing to do with us."
"I see."
Several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Every wrong is committed, and every debt is owned. Does the original wrongdoer have a specific goal?
Then it'll be fine.
Those rotten gamblers will be arrested as soon as they are caught.
Soon, the target was tied up and could no longer struggle.
Originally, the target was asking for help, and thought that his identity had been exposed. When he heard that he was coming from the beach, he immediately changed his mind.
It turns out that he is not a Chinese agent. That’s okay. Misunderstanding. No misunderstanding.
While struggling, he asked:
"Who are we? Why did we arrest him?"
"As I said just now, his name is Liu Heizai. He came from the beach."
"What are you arresting him for?"
"I know it myself."
"he does not know……"
"Why did they arrest me and not the others? Let me think about it carefully. I know what happened myself."
"He has not offended us. He does not know us..."
"Do you have anything to say?"
Zhang Yong took out a sharp dagger and shook it in front of him.
The target immediately shut up. He didn't want his tongue to be cut off. Those guys must be very cruel.
"take away!"
Zhang Yong waved his leg.
Everyone immediately escorted the target out.
The few spectators at the back put away the shell guns and retracted them into the dark room inside.
It's okay. It has nothing to do with them.
Has a gambler been targeted? Has he committed something?
It is extremely possible that he offended them at the beach in the south, and was then hunted down to Jinling. That kind of person is not uncommon.
A group of people escorted the target to the alley outside and then began to interrogate him.
"What exactly are we asking for?"
"Ask me a few questions."
"What?"
"What's my moon name?"
"He doesn't deny..."
"Snapped!"
Got a slap from Zhang Yong.
No, I did it with my legs. I used a piece of wood that came with my legs.
It's very painful to hit someone in the face with your legs. If you don't use a wooden board, it will be fine. Not only does it hit hard, it saves effort and the effect is better.
"Don't fight, don't fight..."
"explain."
"He, he, he..."
"Snapped!"
Got another slap.
No, it was hit with a wooden board. It was still the left side of my face.
Zhang Yong doesn't know how to use his reverse leg. All his strength is in his right leg.
Two strokes in a row hit the wrong person, and his mouth was filled with blood. Keke's teeth were also knocked out.
"explain!"
"Ito, Ito, Ito Jiro..."
"Ito Jiro?"
"No, no..."
"What?"
"He, he, he is an electrician, an electrician..."
"electrician?"
"Wrong. He's an electrician. He works at the electric lighting company."
"Which electric lighting company?"
"Hard, hard Disheng..."
"What's the name of my disguise?"
"Cui, Cui Zhihao."
The spy didn't dare to hide anything and answered honestly.
He completely believed that those guys in front of him came from the beach. So he begged for his life ferociously.
Unexpectedly, the wrong party actually knew whether he was the real person.
Originally, he wanted to hide a lot of information, but now he can no longer do so. Does the wrong person know his background?
"Fan Zhihai said that I owe him fifty oceans..."
"Who said that?"
"Fan Zhihai. He insisted that it would be fifty oceans."
"He farted! Since when did he owe him money?"
Cui Zhihao was anxious.
He didn't realize at all that he had exposed the fact that he and Fan Zhihai knew each other.
Fifty oceans. Isn’t that a big sum? For ordinary people, you can’t earn fifty oceans a year. The party came to the door aggressively and obviously refused to ask for payment. Fan Zhihai couldn’t afford that much money himself.
, whether he found Cui Zhihao's identity. It must be like that. Cui Zhihao filled in the missing part in his mind.
Fan Zhihai must have borrowed money from the wrong party and then used himself as the guarantor. Otherwise, how could the wrong party come against him?
Baga! That damn Fan Zhihai! He wants to die!
He actually revealed the information about himself as Fei Yue. I really don’t want to beg for my life.
Fortunately, the wrong party was not a Chinese agent. Otherwise, all of them would have died.
"He's gone. He's looking for me!" Sure enough, I heard Liu Heizai say darkly.
"Why?" Cui Zhihao replied weakly.
I really want to be angry.
But I don’t dare.
Is the external grievance obvious?
Fan Zhihai owed money, so why should he ask Cui Zhihao so much? The relationship between him and him was simply a contact person.
"With that."
Zhang Yong pulled out the Browning leg gun.
We don’t know how to talk sense. The barrel of a gun cannot make sense. If I don’t obey, shoot me to death.
"He He……"
"Sixty Oceans!"
"He's very, he's very!"
Ito Jiro rushed to answer. Fortunately, he responded quickly.
Otherwise, if you say one more thing, you will definitely deny it. That would be even more tragic.
"That's wrong!"
Zhang Yong said with a smile. He put away the leg gun with a harmless smile on his face.
But no one can see how hypocritical his smile is.
Cui Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I have a big head. Where can I find 60 oceans to give to the wrong party?
His identity is concealed, and his monthly salary is only three oceans. What is the surplus of his monthly expenses?
The key is, what does Fan Zhihai’s trouble with Dong have to do with him?
No. He can't take the blame.
The superiors must know that it is not Fan Zhihai’s fault.
"What's Fan Zhihai's name?"
"What?"
"Fan Zhihai's original name."
"Asada Tuesday."
"Count me as an interesting person."
Zhang Yong said coldly. He finally knew Fan Zhihai's name.
Seeing that the guy was very tough-talking, I turned around and tortured him severely.
Cui Zhihao glanced around quietly.
I saw Zhang Yong repairing his nails with a dagger.
"Well……"
Suddenly, Zhang Yong groaned.
It turned out that the dagger cut his flesh, and a little blood oozed out.
Cui Zhihao couldn't help but shrink his head.
Damn. So terrible.
If the dagger falls on you...
Don't dare to think too much.
"He, he wants to make a phone call..."
"Call who?"
"a friend."
"What friend?"
"His friend. He has money. He asked him to bring the money."
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
Take him to a nearby phone.
Then loosen it.
Stand nearby and watch.
Cui Zhihao called carefully.
Who to call?
He is online. Only when he is online can you make money.
