Zhu Yuan went to make an appointment. He won’t be back soon.
Zheng Song is still on the phone. I don’t know if he has gotten through. Or maybe because he has gotten through, his cheap brother-in-law doesn’t dare to come forward.
Lin Beiqiu is a single player. He seems to have social phobia.
Zhang Yong:……
Forget it, let’s go and do our own thing first!
The guys who were released from the cell were still waiting for him in the distance! They all looked very embarrassed.
After giving Zhong Yang a few instructions, he came to Yan Wuji and Ma Donggui.
The expressions on the two people's faces suddenly became unnatural again. That's what. Good things never come together, and misfortunes never come alone.
Not only did they meet Zhang Yong, but they also saw Lin Beiqiu. It was Lin Beiqiu who led his men to capture them. You can imagine how embarrassed they would be.
"Yan Wuji?"
"I……"
"Ma Donggui?"
"I……"
The two people whose names were called had very complicated expressions.
He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing because he really couldn't think of anything to say.
In short, it's just one word: embarrassing.
I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. I was so embarrassed that I could dig out a villa in the ground with my toes.
Zhang Yong was speechless.
In fact, he doesn't like such people.
Three sticks can't beat a fart. There is no good or bad. It's just numbness.
I thought they were all very flexible people, but it turned out they were not.
Apart from disappointment, I have no other emotions.
"What are your plans after coming out?" Zhang Yong asked slowly.
Silence. No one spoke.
Because I don't know what to say.
"There is no future for tomb robbers. You will be caught at any time." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "If you do some little tricks to deceive ignorant people, you are uneasy. Have you ever thought about changing your life?"
"I haven't thought about it," Ma Donggui answered honestly.
Zhang Yong:……
You pig head!
Have you lost your mind?
God gave you a brain for you to think with.
Not for you to sell scraps for!
"We won't do anything else!" Yan Wuji felt helpless.
"If you are not afraid of death, you can work with me." Zhang Yong got straight to the point, "Follow me to catch the Japanese invaders."
"How to catch it?"
"Of course you are following my orders. If I tell you to arrest him, you will arrest him."
"But……"
Ma Donggui wanted to speak but stopped.
Obviously, he knew the dangers of this matter.
All require the use of guns.
Look at the people around Zhang Yong, who is not fully armed?
Since they have to be armed to the teeth, it means that what they are going to do is very dangerous. Their enemies must also be armed to the teeth.
When many people were taken out of prison, there was not a single boy who could beat them.
In spy dramas, the protagonist has a very powerful ability to save anyone. He is also loyal to the protagonist and will never betray him.
How come you are here and there is no such thing?
You see, Huang Shang disappeared after being rescued. He never appeared again after that.
Shi Bingdao and himself gradually became farther apart.
These guys now are all useless. They can't help at all.
depressed……
Aren’t you the protagonist?
Don’t you have the spirit of a king? Don’t you have one or two younger brothers?
Close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
Waiting for a miracle to happen.
Waiting for someone to jump out, say to him with an excited expression and a sonorous tone: "I am willing to work with you! I am willing to follow you to catch the Japanese invaders!"
Then he took the lead, marched forward indomitably, and struck a chord with all directions...
However……
No.
Everyone stood there with their heads lowered. It was more wood than wood.
have no choice……
The reality is so cruel.
Yan Wuji, Ma Donggui and others chose to leave again.
They left the British Concession. It was unclear where they would go in the future. Zhang Yong didn't bother to ask. Asking was in vain.
Maybe next time, I will meet them in the cell for the third time.
When the time comes, he will definitely not save them again.
Since you like being in jail so much, just spend the rest of your life in a prison cell.
Came back depressed.
I found Lin Beiqiu still standing alone.
The policemen he brought seemed to be strangers to him. They all seemed to listen to Zheng Song?
"Are you a detective?"
"yes."
"Where are your men?"
"not coming."
"Why didn't you come?"
"They were all arranged to do other things."
"How many are they?"
"Temporarily transferred."
"Are they all Zheng Song's men?"
"Not at all. They were all transferred from other departments. Zheng Song said that they are the thorns in each department. Those who are disobedient need to be rectified. So he sent them to follow me."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong is both angry and funny, but also a little sad.
This is the way to punish people!
As a result, your life is worse than death, and your days are like years, but on the surface, there is nothing to criticize.
Job rotation. Substitution. What's wrong?
What's wrong with asking you to take care of new people? It's reasonable and legal, who are you going to sue?
"you!"
"gather!"
Zhang Yong pointed at the policemen.
I feel unhappy. I'm going to give them a lesson. They're all irritants, right? Then I'll straighten them out.
Several policemen looked at each other with hesitation.
They seem to be police?
It seems like they don’t need to listen to Zhang Yong?
Zhang Yong is not their superior and has no right to give orders to them?
However……
"gather!"
"Did you hear me?"
"Do you deserve a beating?"
Zhang Yong's tone became irritable.
He is no longer the little sheep he was back then.
If life has evolved, he has evolved from a little sheep to a big bad wolf.
No. Hei Tailang. He has a black person, a black heart, and a black hand.
From the perspective of the Japanese invaders, his hands are stained with the blood of the Japanese invaders. How many of you still want to act idle in front of me?
Nunu mouth.
Wu Liuqi and others rushed forward immediately.
I told you to assemble! Why don't you assemble yet?
You think our Fuxing Society can’t control you, right? You’re not smart...
Disobedient? Then educate!
Do you know what it means that Lord Ma has three eyes? He will teach you clearly right away.
really……
After a violent beating, I finally felt comfortable.
No one dares not to take Fuxing Society seriously anymore. Everyone stands straighter than a poplar tree.
Zhang Yong sneered.
I have never seen a bad person. Who is the thorn in the head? Where do you want to thorn in the head?
What? Back pain? Being beaten?
Stand up straight!
Otherwise, keep fighting!
Our Fuxing Society is so rough.
Without saying a word, he beat people, kicked them, used gun butts, and whips.
If you are not convinced, feel free to challenge me.
Looking back at Zheng Song.
Still waiting for the call.
Well, I finished the call. But I didn't get a reply, so I stayed by the phone.
It's a pity that I missed him. But it doesn't matter. I will definitely have him in the next education.
"stand at attention!"
"Everyone stand still!"
"Anyone who moves will be hit with a stick!"
"Whoever shows his teeth again will have his teeth knocked out! I am not Cao Jianzhang!"
Zhang Yong said coldly.
Sure enough, no one dared to move.
There are cruel bullies all around. Who dares to move?
These bullies really beat people up!
"Shao Long!"
"Shao Long!"
Suddenly I heard Zhu Yuan's cry.
Zhang Yong turned around and found that Zhu Yuan was back.
Behind Zhu Yuan, there was a very sassy and capable girl.
Really young.
Beautiful indeed.
It's just a bit...too beautiful.
When Zhang Yong originally said beautiful, he actually meant that it was not too ugly or unsightly.
But Zhu Yuan seems to have misunderstood. He directly found him a role of the level of Monica Bellucci. It is almost comparable to France's most beautiful woman, Sophie Marceau!
Fortunately, he has dealt with beautiful women more often, and he has some stability.
Although he is turbulent in his heart, he appears to be sanctimonious on the outside. He looks like a gentleman. There is no lust for the time being.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Can't waste it now...
"Shaolong, I have found the person you want." Zhu Yuan said, "You can communicate with her directly! I have paid ten dollars for you. You have to pay me back!"
"No problem. I'm not short of money." Zhang Yong waved his hand and gave Zhu Yuan one hundred dollars.
Originally, I asked you to find someone with a score of 80 or above. But you found someone with a score of 95 or above. Unmentioned, reward. The remaining ninety dollars is the reward.
The more good things like this the better in the future.
Brotherly love, regardless of nationality.
Oh. Except for the dark ones...
Zhu Yuan took the dollar and stepped aside with a smile.
"Miss Catherine?"
"Mr. Zhang Shaolong?"
"Yes. You can call me Shaolong. I have something that I would like to ask Miss Catherine for help?"
"Mr. Zhang Shaolong, I have invented a membership system. As long as you deposit five hundred US dollars or five hundred pounds with me, I will be here at your call..."
"make a deal!"
Zhang Yong immediately took out five hundred pounds.
membership?
OK! Warmly welcome.
Are there any other services?
For example...
Stop it!
Stop it!
Business matters!
"Thank you!" Catherine took the pound with a smile, put it away, then suppressed her smile and said seriously, "Mr. Shaolong, what do you want to report?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. But I hope you can follow me. Even if it's just collecting news materials." Zhang Yong said, "It should be okay to take up a few days of your time."
"Of course no problem. Five pounds an hour."
"Miss Catherine, it's a shame that you don't go into business."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, you don't make as much money from business as I do."
"Right."
Zhang Yong nodded.
This British girl is such an honest person!
Which businessman makes more money than she does? She really thinks she is being taken advantage of. Five pounds an hour!
That's £120 a day.
Thank you for her daring to speak up. The average salary of future generations of British people, even in 2023, will not be 120 pounds a day...
"My dad is Minister Anderson. I can help you with many things."
"That's no problem."
Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune.
This Zhu Yuan doesn’t even know her background?
Her father is Anderson? Is he the British Minister? Just right. I like this kind of rich second generation. They are absolutely top-notch in doing damage.
Especially women. If they don't succeed enough, they will fail more than they should.
(Destruction effect +999999%. A fatal hit effect is triggered at any time.)
"Well, come with me! You have a camera!"
"Of course. But there is an additional charge for the photos..."
Seeing Zhang Yong's raised eyebrows, Catherine felt that she had gone too far, so she said: "One film, one pound."
"That's pretty much it." Zhang Yong's eyebrows slowly opened.
He can accept the price.
Film at that time was extremely expensive. The market price was about the same.
"You're talking about a roll of film. Not a piece of film."
"It's a roll. More than thirty sheets. Not one sheet."
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
After confirming that there were no objections, he accepted.
Turning to look at Zheng Song.
Why haven't you called yet? Why haven't you heard anything yet?
Your cheap brother-in-law?
Isn't it possible to get through?
Or was there an expert on the other end of the phone who was aware of his trap, so he didn't send anyone to show up?
His eyes narrowed and he shouted loudly on purpose:
