"Don't get close to me! You don't deserve it! Show me the goods quickly!"
"Please, please!"
Zhang Yong led the other party into the warehouse.
Haha, there are three thousand swordsmen and axemen waiting for you to come in...
Oh, no. It was dozens of gunmen.
Jin Bracelet and the others didn't even look at it, and just walked in swaggeringly, as if they were entering their own home.
Zhang Yong couldn't help but be surprised again...
I secretly lamented that it is not easy for this guy to survive until now.
Do you really think that just because you are from Peking, you can walk sideways in Tianjin Wei? You don’t even have the most basic awareness of precautions?
"Where's the goods?"
There is no white sugar in the gold bracelet.
He did see a dense crowd of gunmen around him, but he didn't care.
He is from Peiping.
His backer is very strong. There is nothing to be afraid of.
"The goods are sold."
"What did you say? Are you kidding us?"
"You didn't give a deposit. Of course I sold it to someone else?"
"you wanna die!"
Gold Bracelet suddenly became furious.
The others immediately raised their shell guns.
Zhang Yong stood outside the door and quickly retreated behind the wall.
I don’t know who is seeking death...
but……
"Pa bang bang..."
"Da da da……"
Intensive gunshots rang out.
It looks like beans are exploding inside the warehouse.
Zhang Yong hid behind the wall and quietly stuck out his tongue.
Ruined.
There will be so many corpses to deal with in a short while.
More than a dozen people!
There is no place to bury them.
Digging holes is very tiring. Really. Digging holes is very tiring...
In many TV dramas, people are killed and buried in a random hole. In fact, the director has no practical experience at all.
In fact, it would be absolutely tiring to dig a pit two meters long, one meter wide and two meters deep.
If you dig alone, it will take at least half a day.
In the era when there were no excavators, it was really hard for me to rely solely on hoes and shovels...
But, what can be done?
Some people just seek death on their own, or come to seek death on their own initiative. You have no choice but to do it!
Finally, the gunfire stopped.
Zhang Yong carefully probed his head and then retracted it.
Yang Zhi came out. The barrel of the Thompson submachine gun was still steaming. He said: "Captain, we've solved it!"
Zhang Yong nodded and entered.
Sure enough, Jin Bracelet and his men were all beaten with holes.
Alas, stupidity is not a sin.
However, since he is stupid and arrogant, there is nothing he can do about it.
So what if you each have two shell guns? Facing so many Thompson submachine guns, you have no power to fight back.
well……
search.
The result was very unexpected.
An envelope was actually found on Jin Bracelet's body.
Unfortunately, the envelope was on my waist. The banknote inside was damaged. It was hit by a bullet and had a hole.
They are banknotes from Baoshang Bank. The face value is 200 silver dollars. There are about a hundred of them. A total of 20,000 yuan.
frown.
Is this the bottom line for gold bracelets?
If you can’t get free prostitution, give me 20,000 yuan? But, that’s goods worth 80,000 yuan!
Mudd!
Deserve it!
Not even 20,000 oceans.
He picked up a shell gun and found that it was loaded, so he pointed it at the gold bracelet.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Two more shots.
I saw the heavy gold bracelet again.
don't want.
Dead people's things. Bad luck.
As everyone cleans the battlefield, they will naturally take off the gold bracelets.
Those police academy students still abide by their duties. They know that they don't have Zhang Yong's special abilities and they don't dare to mess around.
Zhang Yong had someone to rely on. Even if he went a little out of line, he would not interfere. But that was not the case for them. They would be dealt with.
Hold the thick banknote and check it carefully.
It's a pity. All the banknotes have a hole in them.
I don’t know if it can be exchanged smoothly. If not, then I have to resort to violence...
Shake his head.
Go back to the office. Sit down.
Watching the people outside handling the battle scene.
depressed.
This is another troublesome matter.
The people sent by Peiping were killed by him. They will definitely not let it go.
After the other party learns the news, I wonder how they will deal with it? Maybe they will send a second wave of people? I guess there will be endless troubles. There will be endless descendants.
But he's used to it.
After a while, all the weapons and ammunition were gathered.
What a beautiful mirror box!
Zhang Yong couldn't help but swallowed two of them and replaced the other old shell guns in his portable space.
Who doesn’t want good things?
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Zhang Yong picked up the microphone.
I found out that the call was from Mei Lu.
Mei Lu asked: "Do you have time to come out?"
"What's going on?" Zhang Yong looked at his men outside who were handling the corpse.
This place feels unsafe.
Might have to move again.
When I first chose this place, I didn’t expect that Baitang would be so popular.
He has already taken action twice, but there is actually a third company vying for it. This makes him feel incredible now.
Oh, what a troublesome thing.
When will Li Boqi come? It will save trouble if he comes.
"I'm in the British Concession."
"do what?"
"Mr. Anderson would like to see you."
"The British Minister?"
"Yes. He wants to talk to you in person."
"I know. I'll be there right away."
Zhang Yong agreed.
There happens to be nothing important at hand. It would be good to go to the British Concession.
Now we still need to use the British to deal with the Japanese. Of course, the British also need to use him to deal with the Japanese. It can be considered a win-win cooperation between the two parties!
But I repeatedly reminded myself that I must be careful not to be deceived by the British.
British gentlemen are also very cunning.
You can’t go alone. You have to bring a few more people.
What if it's a trap?
It must be guarded against.
There are too many people in Tianjin Wei who want him dead now.
"You just need to bring a few people with you."
"Why?"
"The concession patrol captain is an acquaintance of yours. He said he has a good relationship with you."
"who?"
"You'll know when you get here?"
"oh?"
Zhang Yong frowned.
Concession patrol? Acquaintance? Who?
There seemed to be only two concession patrolmen he knew. Zhu Yuan? Li Yuanqing?
If it's Zhu Yuan, that's fine. If it's Li Yuanqing, it'll be troublesome. Previous intelligence said that Li Yuanqing had defected to the Japanese invaders.
Could it be Zhu Yuan?
impossible!
He was transferred to Tianjin Guard from Shanghai Beach?
Shake his head.
That being said, you still have to be careful.
It was impossible to bring a few people. At least ten people. There was also a Thomson and a rifle hidden in the car.
"Yang Zhi!"
"arrive!"
"Luo Yiming!"
"arrive!"
"You two are coming to the British Concession with me!"
"yes!"
The two agreed and each summoned their men.
Each person brings eight people, making a total of nineteen. Taking five cars is just right.
Browning pistols and Thompson submachine guns are standard equipment. I also bring two British 77s and hundreds of rounds of ammunition. This is called safety.
Set off.
On the road, silently monitor the surroundings.
No Japanese aggressors were found following us, but there were many red dots along the way.
Ma De, there are so many Japanese invaders.
We have to find some time to sweep them all away.
The problem is, he doesn't have a cell!
It's impossible to just kill them if caught. We must lock up a few of them.
Even if there is no interrogation, extortion will still be a good idea in the future. It seems that we have to seize the time to build a cell.
However……
All the logistics are very troublesome.
Yu Lexing is not good at it either. He is an operations instructor, not a logistics instructor. Yu Lexing doesn't want to take care of logistics.
Suddenly I saw a red dot on the roadside.
Observe quietly.
I found out that he was also an acquaintance.
who?
Is that what kind of sunflower seed?
Yes, it's her. She's wearing a white kimono and is surrounded by Japanese people.
Frankly speaking, this girl is really beautiful.
No matter how much I hate the Japanese invaders, I must admit that Japanese girls are really good.
In this era before plastic surgery and Photoshop, a beautiful woman is really beautiful. It is difficult to fake it. Just like Kamikawa Mirror, she is indeed a beauty.
So does Fang Muyu. So does Xia Lan. They are all his women now.
have a bee in one's bonnet……
Arrive at the British Concession.
Found a dozen little red dots outside.
Silently observing through the car window, I found that the other people were all fake Chinese.
There are all kinds of people from all walks of life. They gather near the British Concession.
Haha. How awesome! Spying on the British.
No wonder Anderson is so angry. I guess he is also aware of the Japanese ambitions.
It is impossible to say that the British did not know that the Japanese would launch a war. The British are very cunning. They have long been aware of the Japanese movements.
It's just that at that time, the head of state had beaten him to pieces, and he couldn't protect himself. He really had no ability to deal with the Japanese.
I saw Mei Lu from a distance.
She was waiting for him at the entrance of the concession. There was a patrolman standing next to her.
Yes, it’s really Zhu Yuan!
You can tell at a glance.
Zhu Yuan really ran from Shanghai to Tianjin Wei.
Zhang Yong hurriedly ordered the car to stop.
get off.
"Captain Zhu!"
"Captain Zhang!"
Zhu Yuan smiled and came up to shake hands and hug him.
Not to mention, after being separated for a while, I missed Zhang Yong a lot. I immediately felt that I was in a good mood.
I'm too lazy to think about why Zhu Yuan was transferred to Tianjin Wei. Anyway, just come.
In the future, with Zhu Yuan in the British Concession, everything will be much more convenient. It will also be easy to protect a few people.
As long as people were placed in the British Concession, the Japanese would not dare to act openly.
As for the secret struggle, Zhang Yong has nothing to fear.
"Are you transferred here?"
"That's right. There is a formal transfer order. From now on, the entire patrol house in the British Concession will be under my control. If you have any questions, come to me."
"It would be great!"
Zhang Yong couldn't ask for it. He grinned happily.
Without Japanese intervention, it was really perfect.
Zhu Yuan briefly introduced the situation of the patrol room. In addition to the patrol room, there is also a Huayong camp below.
The so-called Huayong Battalion are Chinese soldiers recruited by the British. They are trained according to British standards and equipped with British weapons. They have considerable combat effectiveness. However, they are currently not in the British Concession.
where?
He was transferred to the Kailuan Coal Mine to suppress the Japanese troublemakers.
Therefore, for the time being, there are only more than 200 Chinese patrol officers in the patrol room. In other words, it is just a show. It is not possible to do it forcefully.
Around Tianjin Wei, the number of Japanese invaders was more than a few thousand. The garrison alone numbered 7,000. The British felt very uncomfortable.
"I'm going to see Anderson first."
"good!"
Zhang Yong waved.
Let Mei Lu get in the car.
"Come with me!"
Zhu Yuan drove the car and led the way.
The convoy entered the concession and came to a small coffee shop.
parking.
get off.
Mei Lu said to Zhang Yong: "Anderson is inside. Go in by yourself!"
Zhang Yong frowned, "Isn't it a trap?"
"What's the benefit of me trapping you?" Mei Lu bit her lip.
"That's right!" Zhang Yong nodded.
In fact, it is just a casual talk. I have already explored it.
In the coffee shop, there is indeed only one white spot, which should be Anderson. There is no one else.
However, near the coffee shop, within a range of 350 meters, there are several small red dots. Some of the small red dots are still moving slowly. It feels like they are monitoring the coffee shop?
Look around.
No other British people were seen.
Minister Anderson is a bit too big! He didn't even bring any guards.
Aren't you afraid that the Japanese will kill him?
Haha. The Japanese went crazy and even killed themselves.
Even if Zhu Yuan has three heads and six arms, he can't stop the Japanese's crazy assassination!
Enter the cafe.
Fortunately. It doesn't look that cramped inside.
Since there was no one else, the atmosphere was pretty good. Anderson was indeed the only one there. Dickens was not there either.
Walk slowly over and have a calm mind.
Minister Anderson was polite and stood up, making a gesture of asking him to sit down.
"My Chinese is not very good. Sorry."
"Actually, I can understand a little English."
"That's great. Let's do half Chinese and half English. Please sit down!"
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong sat down.
No waiter came. It was just conversation.
British people are like this sometimes. They invite someone to talk without even preparing a cup of coffee.
Fortunately, Mei Lu came in.
It turns out she's in charge of the coffee.
"Mr. Anderson, please tell me what you need!"
"Help me find all the Japanese hidden in the British Concession."
"all?"
"Yes. All of them. Every one counts. Catch them all."
"Are there many Japanese in the British Concession?"
"No. There are only a dozen people whose identities are public. However, I suspect that there are many Japanese who have hidden their identities and are lurking in the British Concession. I don't like them. I want to expel them all."
"Is it okay to just expel him?"
"Of course, I have to teach them a lesson."
"What lesson?"
"I'm going to put them in jail. I've prepared a prison for five hundred people."
"Five hundred people?"
"Yes! I believe this number will be too small. There must be more Japanese lurking than five hundred people!"
"this……"
Zhang Yong was secretly ashamed.
This Anderson really comes right out of his mouth.
The British Concession in Tianjin Wei seems not very big, right? There are 500 Japanese lurking there?
joke……
Where……
Suddenly his eyes flashed.
Well, it really might be possible. Because...
He found a group of small red dots. There were seven or eight of them, all gathered together.
So arrogant.
Is this for a group viewing?
That’s fine!
Now go out and catch a few to show off!
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a red dot moved quietly towards the coffee shop.
Zhang Yong stood up, walked outside the door, raised his binoculars, and saw a young man riding a bicycle. He seemed to be wearing the uniform of the Telegraph Office. There was also the logo of the Telegraph Office on the bicycle.
"Is there something wrong?" Zhu Yuan came closer.
"The young man who sent the telegram is Japanese. Catch him!" Zhang Yong nodded.
