Hehe, I'm a junior. I'm not a big shot. Don't worry about it.
He went into the yard at the back and took a look. He thought it was quite big. It seemed like it could store a lot of supplies.
The fence in the backyard is also more than two meters high, so you can't see what's going on inside from the outside. With a stool set up inside, you can lie on the wall and observe what's going on outside.
There are three ladders under the wall, presumably for quick evacuation.
Good place.
If you have any treasures in the future, put them here.
Those who can't fit in the portable space but don't want to hand it over to the superiors can just put it here.
Boss Miao must agree even if he agrees. He must agree even if he disagrees. This is called creating an established fact.
What's there?
Anyway, it is valuable. For example, it can be found in the ocean or something.
But safety must be guaranteed.
"Boss Miao, is there anyone on duty at night?"
"Xiao Guo and I sleep here at night."
"Are there any weapons?"
"What do you need a weapon for?"
"It's safer to have a weapon in your hand."
"Need not."
Boss Miao shook his head.
They are all unarmed.
If you are armed, something may happen easily. It is difficult to explain clearly.
Zhang Yong took out two shell guns. They were both made of very good quality mirror boxes and handed them to Boss Miao.
Boss Miao waved his hand hurriedly.
His mission, his role, is that he cannot carry a gun.
Zhang Yong:……
Forget it.
I glanced at the young man sideways and found that his eyes were burning. He obviously wanted to.
Young people, who doesn't like guns?
The shell gun is simply the standard equipment of this era.
It is the embodiment of heroism and chivalry.
It's a pity that it's not his turn to make the decision in this matter. He has to listen to Boss Miao. This is called organizational discipline. You don't just do whatever you want.
He deliberately shook the shell gun at the young man and then put it away.
want to?
Don’t give it!
hey-hey!
The young man's eyes suddenly...
Boss Miao:......
This Zhang Yong.
What a flamboyant guy.
What are you showing off? Are you deliberately irritating others? Really.
No wonder Shi Bingdao was frightened.
It's fine now. I guess I will have to worry about it in the future.
well……
"That……"
Zhang Yong looked at the map silently.
There seems to be a hotel next to it? I just passed by it, and the business was not good.
These days, the business of hotels has plummeted. Unless they have relations with foreigners, they are struggling to survive and may close down at any time.
"Do you know the owner of the hotel next door?"
"Oh, Boss Zhou! I know you. I know you."
"Ask him to come here."
"Okay. Okay. Xiao Guo. Let's go ask Boss Zhou."
"knew."
Xiao Guo went immediately.
Running very fast.
What a young guy, full of energy.
In fact, Zhang Yong himself is not very old, only in his early twenties. But he does not seem to have such abundant energy.
Alas, some things are not worthy of comment by outsiders...
"What are you doing with Boss Zhou?"
"I've arranged for a few people to live nearby. If anything happens, I can take care of them."
"Arrange someone from your Fuxing Society's Secret Service?"
"of course not."
Zhang Yong shook his head. He would not arrange these people.
They were recruited by other wild men he arranged. They have nothing to do with the Fuxing Society Secret Service.
Soon, Xiao Guo came back. He stopped talking.
"Is there something wrong, Boss Zhou?"
"He is temporarily unavailable."
"Really? I'll go take a look."
Zhang Yong was a little curious.
A hotel owner is actually unavailable?
Haha. The shelf is so big. Go and see where it comes from.
"Xiao Guo, look outside."
"yes."
Xiao Guo went out.
Boss Miao hesitated to speak. His expression changed uncertainly.
Zhang Yong said bluntly: "Boss Miao and Shi Bingdao are not as hesitant as you."
"Team Leader Zhang, I'm telling you the truth. There is a seriously injured person over there who needs surgery. However, the wind is very tight right now..."
"This is easy! I'll send him to Tzu Chi Hospital in the concession."
"But, his identity..."
"Simple. Just say that he was my informant. He was injured by a Japanese spy. What was the injury?"
"The gunshot wound was in the lower abdomen. The bullet was close to the lung."
"I gonna go see?"
"Will the secret be leaked?"
"The people I brought here were all found by Shi Bingdao."
"That's good."
Boss Miao was relieved.
So I took Zhang Yong to the hotel next door.
The name of this hotel is actually called Brazil Hotel. I don’t know where the name came from.
Zhang Yong couldn't help but think of Brazilian barbecue.
Keep walking inside. In a secret room at the end, you see the wounded.
He is a man. He is middle-aged. His face is very dark, he is unconscious, and his breathing is weak. His lower abdomen is bandaged, and blood is seeping out from it. The blood that originally seeped out has gradually solidified and turned into pools of dark red. It looks shocking.
.
"Have you taken out the warhead?"
"It's not too dangerous yet. We don't dare to take it."
"Okay. Put him in my car. I'll take him to Tzu Chi Hospital."
"good."
Boss Miao made arrangements in a hurry.
After some careful handling, the injured was put into the car.
Zhang Yong drove directly to the concession, entered the concession, and went directly to Tzu Chi Hospital.
When I encountered a checkpoint on the road, I took out the pass from the Fuxing Society Secret Service. I said calmly: "There are wounded people in the car, don't waste time!"
Boss Miao in the back seat is worried. There is nothing to say.
You also specifically mentioned the wounded. You screamed so loudly as if you were afraid that others wouldn't know.
Fortunately, we arrived at Tzu Chi Hospital smoothly.
"Hello, I'm looking for Dr. Liu Xi." Zhang Yong threw a big ocean.
Money opens the way. Of course the road is smooth.
Soon, Liu Xi appeared. He looked a little tired.
He was also wearing protective clothing for surgery. Of course, it was different from those of later generations.
"What's up?"
"There is a seriously injured person who needs surgery."
"Let me see."
Liu Xi checked the condition of the wounded.
Frown.
"The injury is serious. The chance of survival after the operation is not high."
"A dead horse is treated as a living horse. Whatever you need, I will prepare it. Money is not an issue."
"I will try my best. However, the result cannot be guaranteed."
"I know. I won't blame you."
"Okay. Then I'll arrange the surgery."
Liu Xi was not polite either.
Zhang Yong couldn't help but secretly doubt.
Is she really a spy for the Japanese Navy?
Are Japanese spies so enthusiastic?
Is it disguised?
maybe.
Even if it's disguise, it's still a good thing.
If she is pretending, she should work hard to win her favor.
Push the patient into the operating room.
Zhang Yong pulled Boss Miao aside and asked, "Why were you injured?"
"It's Ding Mocun's subordinate. The man named Li Shiqun." Boss Miao said slowly, "He is targeting us."
"It turns out it's him..." Zhang Yong couldn't help but frown.
I didn't expect it to be Li Shiqun.
I thought they were Xu Enzeng's men.
Now that the Military Regulation Bureau has been established, there is an additional three divisions.
Although there is an internal struggle for power in the first, second and third offices, it is not good news for the Red Party.
Why?
Because everyone wants to work hard to prove themselves. Everyone wants to overwhelm the other party.
In the end, it all depends on performance. The second office relies on catching spies. But the first and third offices are all aimed at the red party. The two compete with each other and secretly wrestle, and the underground party is indeed very hurt.
It just so happens that this guy Li Shiqun also has real skills under his command.
Alas, what a troubled time it has been.
Now happens to be the time when the underground party organization is at its weakest.
The main force has not yet established a firm foothold. I am afraid that there is no time to take care of this for the time being. The underground party can only survive independently with difficulty.
No solution.
He couldn't help much either.
The difficulties faced by the underground party are definitely not something he can solve alone.
I can only help as much as I can.
I hope Mr. Ke will take a small notebook and write everything down...
hey-hey……
Suddenly, a white dot appeared on the edge of the map. It was labeled. It was Dou Wanjiang.
This guy is finally here.
After recuperating for so long, it’s time to move around.
Soon after, Dou Wanjiang appeared.
"Team leader..."
"coming?"
"It's you?"
Dou Wanjiang suddenly saw Boss Miao.
When Boss Miao saw Dou Wanjiang, his expression also changed.
Zhang Yong:???
what's the situation?
Do they know each other?
"Why are you here?" Dou Wanjiang looked unhappy.
"Aren't you in Lingnan?" Boss Miao was also surprised. But he quickly calmed down.
"Do you know each other?" Zhang Yong interrupted.
"When I killed Chunyu Qiong, he was present, but he didn't help me. I was so angry that I almost wanted to kill him to silence him. But I finally held back."
"you……"
Boss Miao hesitated to speak.
Obviously, he did not expect that Dou Wanjiang was actually Zhang Yong's subordinate.
It's really a narrow road between enemies.
"He killed people from our Fuxing Society's Secret Service."
"What?"
"A team leader had a grudge against me. I took the matter down."
"you……"
Boss Miao became more and more frightened.
This Zhang Yong is really more courageous than a water tank.
That's the leader of their Fuxing Society's secret service! He'll kill him whenever he wants. How dare he admit it.
What a crime!
Others will definitely take crazy revenge!
This is really...
"I'm also from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service."
"oh……"
Boss Miao's eyes were dull for a moment. Okay. It's okay.
They are all among their own people. There is internal strife. Family scandals cannot be publicized. I believe this matter will not be spread.
The most important thing is that if Zhang Yong accepts this account, the enemy will not be able to use it as an excuse to cause trouble for the underground party everywhere. Otherwise, the underground party will face the terrible white terror again.
that is……
Sweating, I feel my heartbeat is so fast.
I finally understood how Shi Bingdao felt. He really could have a heart attack at any time.
He doesn't play his cards according to the routine at all.
Not afraid of serious consequences at all.
"Wan Jiang, from now on, you will stay in the hotel next door to Huichun Hall. I will call you if I need anything."
"No. I want to follow you."
"You don't need to follow me."
"No. I will follow."
Dou Wanjiang has a bad temper. He also has a bad temper.
Otherwise, Chun Yuqiong would not have been killed. How could ordinary people dare to attack the leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service?
Zhang Yong:……
Forget it. This guy is really stubborn.
That's fine. Just follow. It's just right. I have a lot of enemies recently. I need an expert to take charge.
"gun."
Dou Wanjiang stretched out his hand in a muffled voice.
Zhang Yong then gave him both shell guns, just to free up some space in his pocket.
Otherwise, there will be no place to install it even if it is good for a while.
Dou Wanjiang got two shell guns and was very satisfied. He was gesturing next to them.
Ready to move.
Eager to try.
I really want to find a few targets to try the gun on.
Boss Miao's heart is really like having fifteen buckets to fetch water. He feels like he's on a pirate ship.
Zhang Yong is not afraid of trouble. He is more courageous than a water tank.
Needless to say, this Dou Wanjiang dared to kill the leader of the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service!
OK……
OK……
When these two guys get together, something will happen.
If he had known that Zhang Yong liked to behave like this, he would not have dared to contact Zhang Yong. He would have left it to Shi Bingdao. Lao Shi might be able to bear it...
Finally, Liu Xi came out.
"The situation is quite optimistic. There is no serious problem for the time being."
"Has the warhead been taken out?"
"yes."
"Let me see."
Liu Xi then asked the nurse to take out the warhead.
Zhang Yong picked up the warhead from the enamel tray and found that it was a 7.65 mm warhead.
It's an old Browning M1903 pistol. It has a long life. It's not a 9mm one. If it were a 9mm one, I probably wouldn't be able to save it. Sometimes, life is so magical. Just a little bit can mean the difference between life and death.
"when!"
Place the bullet back into the enamel tray.
Suddenly, weapon symbols cut into the edge of the map. Five of them appeared one after another.
There are five white dots. They are obviously together.
frown.
What's the reason? Is it directed at you?
In the concession, five men with guns are not simple! If they are not patrolling, then they must be members of the secret operations team.
So, what is the other party going to do?
"Wanjiang."
"What's up?"
"Over there, five people are coming. They all have guns. Go quietly and see where they are coming from."
"good."
Dou Wanjiang went immediately.
Zhang Yong also signaled to Chen Hai and others to ambush and be alert.
This is Tzu Chi Hospital. Zhang Yong is not afraid of the enemy's attack. It is impossible for five enemies to attack. Thomson killed them all in one meal.
Gradually, I felt that these five people might be here to find out the news.
Perhaps Li Shiqun found out about the injured being sent to Tzu Chi Hospital and sent someone over to check?
Haha, Li Shiqun. This guy is not a merciful Lord.
In this case, of course he, Zhang Yong, cannot be the little white rabbit.
Nothing said.
Kill them all. Leave no one behind.
Cut off all the enemy's outstretched claws, and the person hiding behind will know the pain.
He is not good at construction. But he is very good at killing people and stealing goods.
Sometimes, Zhang Yong feels that he is becoming more and more degenerate. He has not absorbed much positive energy, and the negative energy is better than the previous one.
He is getting better and better at doing those shady things. He seems to be extremely talented. He is self-taught and has perfect skills.
Occasionally, I feel that I am hopeless...
With him like this, no wonder they don't dare to ask for it.
Forget it, give up this attachment as soon as possible.
Just open your arms and legs to kill Japanese invaders and traitors. You can do whatever you want.
No scruples.
Act wantonly.
Soon, Dou Wanjiang came back and whispered: "They are Dou Yishan's men."
"Which Dou Yishan?" Zhang Yong wondered.
Then I remembered that he seemed to be the owner of some nightclub.
Ah, it's the Paris on the Sea nightclub. I've been in contact with it before. It's strange, it's actually Dou Yishan's subordinate?
