Look at the vast team that you have temporarily pulled together.
What a rabble!
Although there are many tricks, I still feel that Thomson is not as intimidating.
It would be great if there were twenty or thirty Thomsons.
Alas, I can't do it...
The original Thomson is completely imported through smuggling. It is very expensive. The price may exceed US$150 a piece.
150 US dollars at this time! How many things can you buy? It’s so expensive.
No wonder only gangsters in the United States can afford it. Because gangsters are not short of money. Even the U.S. military cannot afford to equip them.
Raise your fist.
Everyone immediately gathered towards him.
Zhang Yong got straight to the point.
"There are people from the Party Affairs Investigation Department ahead."
"About thirty people. All armed."
"I'm going to take you and scatter them all. Do you dare?"
"If you don't dare, you can stand at the back."
"I am the leader of the Special Agent Division of Fuxing Society. I am a sworn enemy of the Party Investigation Division. If you follow me, you will have a fight with the Party Investigation Division at any time..."
"Can I just shoot?"
Zhao Hai was eager to try. Others also looked forward to it.
Zhang Yong found that his opening remarks were useless. These people were eager to get into trouble with the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
This is not a matter of courage.
It's that kind of...
The question is whether he can control the situation.
These guys just can't wait. If they want to go up, they will just throw themselves into the fire and kill them all.
To be honest, Zhang Yong wanted to do it too, but it didn’t work!
No matter how crazy you are, you can't just go up and open fire. You can directly kill dozens of people on the other side.
Although the committee members deliberately created conflicts and caused discord between the Party Affairs Investigation Office and the Fuxing Society Secret Service, this would be more conducive to control. However, the situation should not get too big.
Just go up and open fire. That's massacre. The other party will definitely report it to the party headquarters.
I can't stand myself.
Last time, Ye Wansheng opened fire first, and then Cao Mengqi and others came to support, and then the fight broke out.
Because it was Ye Wansheng who opened fire first and he was responsible for the loss. Therefore, no matter how heavy the loss was, Xu Enzeng did not dare to report it. Both parties concealed the matter. Therefore, the committee must not know about it.
But not now.
"No." Zhang Yong shook his head, "Unless the situation is extremely tense, you cannot shoot."
"Can we use sticks, stones, bricks, or machetes?" Zhao Hai asked excitedly.
Zhang Yong:……
This seems to work.
As long as you don't shoot, any cold weapon will do.
"Okay." Zhang Yong answered affirmatively.
There is no emphasis on not killing people.
This sentence cannot be said out loud. Otherwise, the momentum will be lost.
Both sides started fighting. You also restrained your men not to kill anyone. That's not funny. That's asking for death.
How did Emperor Jianwen end up? He was just stupid.
It was clear that Zhu Di had rebelled, but he still ordered his subordinates not to harm Zhu Di's life.
How funny.
How can we fight a war after receiving such an order?
Therefore, his orders are not subject to any restrictions. As long as they are cold weapons, fight them all!
No matter if he is beaten to death.
As long as he wasn't shot to death, he deserved to die!
then……
Zhao Hai waved his hand. Everyone immediately went to find the guy.
Some have sticks. Some have hoes. Some have shovels. Some have poles. There are also hatchets, machetes, maces...
etc!
Whose mace?
Zhang Yong feels a little dizzy...
Brutal...
Who got the mace from where?
Faint!
This thing is very cruel!
you……
Definitely not a monk.
If they were monks, Zhang Yong would eat the mace.
Turning around, I saw a blacksmith shop next to me.
Oh, it turns out that the mace was made inside. There are also a large number of eighteen kinds of weapons inside.
I had found sticks, poles, etc., and immediately rushed into the blacksmith shop, fully armed.
Swords, guns, swords and halberds are all available.
But the most popular one is the mace.
They are all made of genuine pig iron. They are heavy. Their hardness and toughness are unknown. But if they hit a person's body, their bones would definitely be broken.
The poor blacksmith shop owners, one old and one young, looked at them in horror.
Zhang Yong:……
He walked over helplessly.
The boss also looked at him in horror.
so many people.
So many guns.
What is that to be done?
"Boss, don't be nervous. I paid you. Calculate how much it costs."
"You, you..."
The boss thought it was a polite word, so how could he dare to actually charge me?
Zhang Yong took out the shell gun, pointed it at him, glared, and cursed angrily:
"Just accept it if I tell you to accept it!"
"Hurry up and calculate! I'll give you double it!"
"Hurry!"
The boss was frightened.
What? There are still people like this?
After a quick calculation, it was actually not much, more than a hundred oceans.
Pig iron is not very valuable. It is mainly made by labor. They and their sons worked hard to make it. But no one buys it. It has been backlogged for a long time.
"Okay, I'll give you two hundred oceans!"
"Make me fifty more maces! I'll pick them up in a month!"
"Hey, I'll give you another two hundred oceans!"
Zhang Yong is not short of money.
How could you bully such poor people?
If you want to bully, you also bully the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
Looking left and right, I found that there were thirty maces. Good. Not bad. This power suddenly increased.
The flower trap has a mediocre deterrent effect, but the mace has a super strong deterrent effect.
Let's fight with cold weapons. Let's see who dares to carry the mace...
OK, everything is ready.
Then set off.
Leading the team forward in a mighty manner.
All of them have guns and various cold weapons in their hands.
The thirty people in front all carried maces on their shoulders for fear that others would not see them.
Are the Ax Gang powerful?
Haha. Compared with the mace, the ax belongs to the grandson.
Soon, I met someone from the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
A secret agent looked at the huge crowd and his expression changed involuntarily.
who is this?
So many people.
He was coming in such a menacing manner that he didn't even dare to stop him.
Want to die?
He was trampled to death directly and turned into pulp.
"come over!"
Zhang Yong pointed at a secret agent.
The agent couldn't help but feel his scalp numb and break out in a cold sweat.
It's fatal, what is the other party going to do?
Vaguely, Zhang Yong's identity was guessed.
Such a huge crowd, and not wearing military uniforms, it seems that there are only...
right!
That's their opponent.
From the Fuxing Society Secret Service!
It's terrible...
What does the Fuxing Society do?
Stealing someone?
I wanted to report it, but I didn't dare. I had to bite the bullet and come here.
"I'm from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service."
"My name is Zhang Yong."
"What are you doing here?"
"You are obstructing our performance of official duties. Please evacuate immediately."
Zhang Yong got straight to the point.
It relies on more people, more guns, and more weapons.
I have more than a hundred people, and I will deal with thirty of you. Three of you will fight one. Although it is a bit of a mob, it can still scare the other party.
"us……"
The agent was completely coerced by Zhang Yong.
No, to be precise, he was pressured by the people behind him. He also saw so many bald heads.
A heart keeps sinking.
There are so many bald heads, and you look like a ruthless character at first glance.
There are many heads, and there are many guns.
So many flower traps!
And so many maces...
faint!
Mace!
Made of pig iron. All the tops are covered with nails.
Cold light flashes.
Heart-stopping.
It's fatal.
Why are you still carrying this thing?
What is Zhang Yong going to do? Is he going to start a group fight? He wants to die...
If such a mace were smashed down, an iron man would be smashed to pieces, let alone a mortal body? He was so nervous that he almost peed on the spot...
"Who is your leader?"
"It's our director, director, Feng Jiliang, director Feng..."
"Oh, it's Director Feng! Okay, step aside. I'll talk to you, Director Feng."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
The little secret agent hurriedly backed away as if he had been granted amnesty.
Then I found that my whole body was covered in cold sweat. In this winter, I was actually sweating all over.
There was nothing I could do, I was really scared.
The guy in front of me is Zhang Yong!
Who else doesn’t know Zhang Yong’s cruelty? Those who don’t know have their graves covered with grass three feet high.
Ye Wansheng is the nephew of Deputy Director Ye Xiufeng!
They were all beaten so badly.
other people……
"Captain Zhang."
At this time, Feng Jiliang appeared.
In fact, Zhang Yong knew Feng Jiliang. I am sure. I have read the information.
It seems that Feng Jiliang must know Zhang Yong. The database of the Party Affairs Investigation Office contains Zhang Yong's photos, personality analysis, and other records.
As long as the information can be collected, it will be collected and organized and used as a key target.
Although Feng Jiliang is not a key target in the Secret Service, he is, after all, the director of the Party Affairs Investigation Division, which is equivalent to the team leader level.
"Director Feng, I have been promoted. Now I am also the team leader."
"Oh? What a blessing! Team Leader Zhang is young and promising, and we really admire him."
"Director Feng, I'm sorry, I have to hunt for spies nearby. Please evacuate temporarily. We apologize for any inconvenience."
Zhang Yong was polite first and then sent troops.
Announcements from later generations will be like this.
It was said in a polite manner, but there was no room for change.
An inconvenience is an inconvenience. Get out of here!
Even if you don’t understand, you have to understand!
Don't make me say it a second time!
It's no use complaining to anyone. It's just so ridiculous.
"Team Leader Zhang..."
Feng Jiliang looked very embarrassed.
Zhang Yong didn't say anything. They just faced off like this. But the people behind him pressed forward calmly.
Everything in the darkness is human.
Everything in the darkness was filled with guns.
There is also a mace with cold light in the middle. Its main focus is cruelty.
Feng Jiliang:!@#￥%……
You bastard Zhang Yong!
You are here to bully us again!
We apologize for any inconvenience caused. Thank you for speaking out.
What the hell are you...
However, he dared not speak out in anger.
Zhang Yong has many people and guns. In a fight, they are definitely no match.
The key is that Zhang Yong came prepared.
This bastard even brought out the mace. He also brought so many of them.
You bitch, why didn't you bring out Zhu Bajie's rake?
asshole……
As a result, I accidentally saw that among the people behind Zhang Yong, there was actually someone carrying a nail rake.
Feng Jiliang:!@#￥%……
Okay. Give up.
I can't afford to offend you.
I'm out!
I hide!
The head office is OK.
He didn't want to end up like Ye Wansheng!
Ye Wansheng is now psychologically shadowed by Zhang Yong. When he hears Zhang Yong's name, his hands can't help but tremble.
but……
Scenes are still needed.
"Team Leader Zhang, actually, we are arresting the red party..."
"Understood. I'm also catching Japanese spies."
"this……"
"If you are not convinced, you can complain to the superiors, saying that I am suspected of being a member of the Red Party, and that I deliberately let the Red Party escape..."
"Goodbye!"
Feng Jiliang immediately ordered a retreat.
The main focus is decisiveness.
If he continues to pester, he will definitely be the one who suffers.
After he left, of course he kept slandering in his heart. Are you suspected of being a red party member? You are the only one who deserves it!
The red party will want rubbish like you! You won’t even pee and take photos!
Mader Party Affairs Investigation Office is unlucky to be targeted by this guy. It is simply lawless.
However, don’t even think about making a complaint.
The Party Investigation Office's complaint against the Fuxing Society Secret Service is nonsense.
Anyone who is blind knows that these two departments are often in conflict with each other, and conflicts occur every three days. Complaints are useful, but why should conflicts be used?
Who do you complain to?
Who do you complain to?
Last time in Hangzhou, it was said that Zhang Yong didn't even give him the respect of their director.
Complain?
Save it.
Wash and sleep.
"This Feng Jiliang..."
Zhang Yong felt a little regretful.
The mace was useless! The opponent ran away.
He ran so decisively.
Forget it, he ran away. The Red Party should be fine.
Zhang Yong doesn't care who is in the cheongsam shop. The opportunity to evacuate has been given to them. They will be fine if they evacuate immediately.
Zhang Yong himself was about to withdraw. Suddenly, a red dot entered the edge of the map.
