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Chapter 893, This is a bug



Lawrence ran very fast.

Zhang Yong once doubted whether this guy was a freak.

A foreigner who has been in China for more than four years is so familiar with the surrounding topography?

Really awesome.

That Rodhart is also awesome.

It was discovered that Lawrence was not dead. He also took Lawrence out.

And secretly curious.

Who are those people Rodhart mentioned?

It seems that they also want to hunt down Lawrence? Or are they chasing him from the other side of the distant ocean all the way to China?

What's the reason for this?

Run quickly.

Prepare to intercept Lawrence in front.

Rodhart has disappeared. He probably went to find a place to recover from his injuries.

Suddenly, Lawrence stopped.

The map showed that he entered an empty house and then basically stopped moving.

Huh?

Is this Lawrence's safe house?

He has been hit by Rodhart. If he doesn't go to the hospital, he must heal himself.

Are there medicines already prepared in the empty house?

As a result, more than ten minutes later, Lawrence came out. But he was unarmed.

The map shows that the weapon sign is in an empty house.

Apparently, Lawrence has put aside his trolling for the time being.

Most likely you have to go to the hospital.

Or maybe it's a black clinic.

Gunshot wounds are relatively taboo. Most doctors would not dare to treat them.

Unless, Lawrence is using the identity of an American. However, if that is the case, his true identity is likely to be exposed.

After Lawrence walked two to three hundred meters, Zhang Yong quietly entered the house.

First find the shotgun.

Sure enough, it's a Remington. The caliber is about 18 mm.

I fumbled to open the ammunition compartment and found seven rounds of shotgun shells inside. There was another round in the launch compartment, a total of eight rounds.

He wasn't very familiar with shotguns. He didn't know the range.

I guess it's a little farther than a pistol?

Suddenly I remembered something and checked the ammunition warehouse.

Sure enough, the types of ammunition have been refreshed. The reserve of shotgun shells has been increased.

Unfortunately, the quantity is not large, only twenty rounds.

Gradually it became clear that this ammunition warehouse was to provide ammunition for the weapons that Zhang Yong had "mastered".

As long as there are weapons that he can use, whether they belong to him or are borrowed, the ammunition warehouse will be updated to provide ammunition reserves. However, the quantity is random and often too small. It should still only be able to meet small-scale, short-term use.

The basic principle is to ensure that he himself has enough ammunition to use. But others are not guaranteed.

After all, the energy absorbed by the system is very limited...

Continue searching.

I found a bunch of masks. There were all kinds of masks.

The workmanship of the mask is not very good. There are almost no details. It is very rough. It is easily noticeable when you put it on.

Therefore, you must wear a hat to cover up and live in seclusion.

I found two more revolvers. Look carefully. They seem to be from Smith & Wesson?

Because he was not familiar with revolvers and didn't like them, Zhang Yong didn't know the specific caliber. He judged it to be about 11-12 mm.

Keep searching...

Found some scattered banknotes and Da Yang.

Lawrence should have kept them here for backup. But no dollars or pounds were found.

Don't even think about gold bars or anything like that. The map doesn't even mention it.

Confused. This Lawrence doesn’t use U.S. dollars. He is an American. He doesn’t use U.S. dollars...

When he came to Shanghai from the United States, didn't he bring US dollars with him?

Also, where are his accomplices?

The previous information was about a tour group with more than a dozen people. Where are the others? Dead? Or ran away?

Confuse……

I feel like there are a lot of doubts about this matter...

Suddenly, the map prompted Lawrence to turn back and walk towards the safe house.

Zhang Yong immediately gestured to others to hide.

For safety, he asked most of the people to retreat more than a hundred meters away.

This Lawrence is obviously a very vigilant person. If he gets too close, he will definitely be discovered.

Zhang Yong, Wei Fangquan, and three others were lurking in the safe house.

There are five of them, and they are all armed. They can still deal with an unarmed Lawrence.

If it doesn't work, just shoot him to death.

wait.

Lawrence is back.

He no longer looked as alert as before.

He hurriedly rushed into the house without even looking around.

Then……

I found someone in front of me.

He subconsciously touched his waist and found that he didn't have a gun.

Oops……

A heart keeps sinking...

Fell into a trap...

The timing of the other party's arrival was so clever...

He wanted to go out to see a doctor for treatment. He was worried about being interrogated on the road. Therefore, he did not bring a weapon.

Normally, he always keeps his gun close to him. He just put it down. After walking two hundred meters, he realized that he didn't feel safe without the gun, so he turned back to get it.

Who knew, within these ten minutes, he would be tricked.

The enemy just stuck him.

However, Lawrence did not panic. He was not a good person.

He put his hand on his waist, pretending to draw a gun at any time. At the same time, he stared at Zhang Yong indifferently with a stiff face.

"This guy is not simple..."

"Beast-like eyes..."

"I guess a lot of people were killed..."

Zhang Yong secretly judged in his heart.

He doesn't know how to read people and has no professional screening skills.

However, the other person's eyes did make him feel cold. He really looked like a beast that had killed countless people.

Fortunately, there are no guns in the place.

Although the opponent looks like he has a gun, but if he doesn't, he doesn't.

so……

Zhang Yong looked calm.

Lawrence said nothing.

He never liked to talk. He always used his gun instead of his mouth.

The problem is, he doesn't have a gun now...

"Why didn't the Japanese kill you?" Zhang Yong asked slowly.

Lawrence didn't answer.

There was no change in his eyes.

"Your companion was killed by the Japanese?" Zhang Yong continued to ask.

It is estimated that the other party will not answer.

Sure enough, Lawrence was silent.

Zhang Yong suspected that the other party's eyes might be fake. There was no change at all.

Reminds me of a movie called: Western? A Million Ways to Die?

Oh, it's quite familiar. I've seen it many times when I was bored. The bandit leader in it is quite powerful...

"Where is the money you brought from America?"

Zhang Yong started to get down to business.

In the final analysis, the U.S. dollar is king.

After doing this for a long time, his purpose was still to get Lawrence’s dollars!

"who are you?"

Finally, Lawrence spoke slowly.

There is no way, he can't continue to consume it. Because he is injured!

He was hit by Rod Hart.

Rodhart is not a bad guy. The warheads are specially treated.

The result of this special treatment was that Lawrence could not treat the wound by himself, nor could he disinfect it.

The warhead is poisonous. It has strong snake venom. Moreover, the warhead is deeply cross-cut.

Even if it misses a vital point, the warhead will split and fragments will fly around. At the same time, the snake venom will spread.

Lawrence himself also prepared some medicine, but it was not enough. In the end, he still had to go to the hospital for treatment. Otherwise, he was likely to die in a foreign country.

"My name is Zhang Yong. I'm from the Secret Service of the Huaxia Fuxing Society."

"do what?"

"Similar to your FBI..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Draw your gun.

Lawrence's body immediately paused.

He wants to attack.

He wanted to catch Zhang Yong off guard, pounce at close range, and then control the opponent.

Or grab the gun, fight back, and then run for your life.

result……

His forehead was pressed against the muzzle of the gun.

Suddenly I didn't dare to move.

Because what was pressed against his head was a Colt M1911 with a caliber of 43 mm and seven bullets. It was enough to send him to see God.

If there really is a God...

Lawrence never believed in God. However, he did not want to take risks.

so……

"you win……"

Lawrence raised his hands decisively.

Others swarmed up and tied him up tightly. The shackles were also used.

At that moment, Lawrence acted very quickly and almost succeeded in the plot. Fortunately, Zhang Yong's reaction was not slow either. He did not give the opponent a chance to sneak attack.

"I'm an American. You can't arrest me."

"Does anyone know?"

"..."

Lawrence was silent.

Okay. The opponent still won.

Does anyone know? Five simple words.

Lawrence was doomed to be a tragedy.

"The FBI is still looking for you. Their people have arrived in Shanghai. Do you think you are safe because you are an American?"

"snort!"

"Besides Rod Hart, who is chasing you?"

"It's useless if you know."

"Is it Crich Leatherwood?"

Zhang Yong said casually.

He remembered the name of the bandit leader.

"Who is he?"

Lawrence sneered disdainfully.

Zhang Yong:???

Hey, so arrogant?

Didn't you take the Western bandit leader seriously?

Are you telling me about The Ballad of Buster Scruggs? Haha. If so, you are really dead...

The white cowboy pretended to be cool for 27 minutes and 33 seconds. Finally he was shot dead.

"I know who it is."

"who?"

"The Ballad of Buster Scruggs..."

"you!"

Lawrence was suddenly frightened.

But he quickly regained his composure, lowered his head, and continued to remain silent.

However, Zhang Yong saw his reaction just now. He couldn't help but become confused. Could he have guessed it right?

pull……

impossible……

Shake his head and bring the topic back.

"I know you came to Shanghai with a lot of money. Give it to me. I will ensure your safety."

Zhang Yong was good at tempting.

Lawrence still lowered his head and remained silent.

It seems that he is a tough guy! He is also a miser. He never gets rid of anything.

Zhang Yong hates such people.

He obviously just wants money, but not his life, yet he refuses to cooperate.

If you don't let such a miser suffer, you don't know how much I, Zhang Yong, hate the miser...

So he beckoned, "Give me the troll."

Wei Fangquan handed over the Remington shotgun.

Zhang Yong reached out and took over.

Lawrence suddenly raised his head, his eyes cold, "What kind of troll?"

"That's it." Zhang Yong pointed the shotgun at the opponent's forehead. But after a moment, he changed his mind.

Still have to make money.

If the person is killed, the money will not be available.

He had no clue about the money Lawrence was carrying.

The other party is a gangster from the American West. Ordinary torture is useless. Therefore, we must think of some new methods. Unfortunately, there is no TV here.

Otherwise, directly force him to watch 4,000 episodes of "Foreign Wife, Local Man"...

"Have you been to the West?"

Lawrence suddenly asked.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Never been.

I don’t dare to go either.

Afraid of not surviving a day.

The American West used to be really lawless.

The strong survive.

The weak eat the strong.

Survival of the fittest.

Law of the Jungle.

It’s shown vividly here.

He, Zhang Yong, cannot shoot accurately with a pistol from 30 meters away. He must have died just after he appeared.

Not even worthy of a name...

"But you know Creech and Buster."

"I heard that."

"No. Your expression just now was very strange. I'm sure you must have seen the two of them."

"How can it be?"

Zhang Yong shook his head. That's nonsense. When have I seen it?

Is my expression weird? Slander! My expression is normal. I just thought of the scenes in those two movies.

"No, you must have been there."

"No."

"you've been to."

"No."

"Then how do you know I came to Shanghai with money?"

"Guess."

"Guess how much money I brought to Shanghai?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Yong shook his head, too lazy to guess.

It’s nerve-wracking and impossible to guess. Why waste brain cells?

Well, I feel like there is a bit too much nonsense.

What a waste of time.

Let’s use punishment!

Beat him to death first, and then hand it over to the FBI...

By the way. Are the FBI rewards small?

"Team leader, he is going to die."

"Can't die."

Zhang Yong answered lazily without looking back.

Lawrence was injured. The situation was not optimistic. He could die at any time. However, he pretended not to know.

The path is yours to choose.

If you want to survive, you have to hand over your money.

If you don't want to give up, just take it slow.

He's not in a hurry.

"Actually, I didn't bring any money with me to Shanghai. The money is still over there." Finally, Lawrence spoke.

When it comes to someone like Zhang Yong who is desperate for money, he has enough.

The cruel reality told him that if he didn't pay today, he would definitely die.

Why bother?

Life is more important than money, he knows it very well.

If the person is gone, what will you do with the money? In the end, it will be used to make wedding clothes for others.

"I want money." Zhang Yong spit out three words.

The meaning is clear.

Money must be given.

I don't care where your money is. But it must be given.

Otherwise, you will be dead today.

Even Chiang Kai-shek cannot save you personally.

Besides, no one will know.

Zhang Yong is still very accomplished in killing people and silencing them.

If he needed to silence himself, he would not hesitate.

"I pretended to be escaping, got on the ship, and ran to the Far East. Those people thought I had taken the money away. In fact, no. I buried the money in a secret place. Then, after running to Shanghai, I used

In the form of a telegram, tell others to withdraw their money and invest it..."

"So, where's the money?"

"I have a lot of companies in Texas. That's where the money is."

"Then how can I get it?"

"You go to Texas. I give you authorization."

"Too far."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Call me an idiot. Tempt me to go to Texas?

Just kidding. It’s a paradise for guns. Every house has a bunch of guns in it.

Some people even have machine guns in their homes.

Legend has it that Texas has more than 20 million people and at least 200 million guns. Where do I dare to go?

Lawrence:…

For the first time, he felt hopeless.

This bastard in front of you, can you consider my feelings?

I'm even willing to give you money!

real!

I just want to survive now!

If I die, all my money and my company will belong to others!

The reason why he can still control those companies is that he is not dead yet. He also has the ability to intimidate people. The people who help him are still afraid of him.

If they knew he was dead, those people would have nothing to worry about.

As a result, all the money that Lawrence worked so hard to rob became someone else's!

"What do you want?"

"What does your company do?"

"Machine tools, mining, metal processing, everything."

"Can you make a gun?"

"sure!"

"Oh? What kind of gun can I make?"

"Then it depends on which machine tool you choose."

"Can you make bullets?"

"Yes! But there are only 62*63mm rifle bullets."

“Can a Springfield rifle be built?”

"It requires authorization. Mine is from a regular company. I have to purchase a patent."

“How much does a patent cost?”

"It's not expensive. Each rifle costs 3 US dollars, based on a thousand units."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong had a vague idea.

It's very vague. I didn't catch it for a while. So, I need to think about it carefully.

As a result, Lawrence became anxious.

He felt that he was dying and needed help immediately. Otherwise, he would really die.

"If you go to Texas, I can give you two companies..."

"No."

"What?"

"I don't want your company in the United States. I need you to send people to China to help me build two factories here. One produces rifles and the other produces ammunition."

Zhang Yong vaguely caught some outlines.

It is absolutely not possible to go to Texas. It is dangerous. And the follow-up situation is unknown.

There are too many uncontrollable risks.

It may be confiscated at any time.

However, it would be much more reliable to get the other party to invest in China.

He needs two factories.

One produces Springfield rifles. Or they are imitation German 98K, which is officially Chinese.

One produces rifle bullets. The first is the Springfield model.

He is a small person and cannot do so much at once. Nor can he do anything big and comprehensive.

We can only operate two small processing plants.

It just so happens that the current industrial sales in the beautiful country are relatively sluggish. Industrial products are very cheap.

Especially weapons and ammunition are seriously unsalable.

Just look at what happened to the Garand semi-automatic rifle. It is obviously a good gun, but there is a serious shortage of orders.

It’s not that the army doesn’t know it’s a good gun. It’s that the army doesn’t have enough funds. The demand is seriously insufficient. Without demand, it’s useless no matter how much weapons and ammunition you produce! But all of this will change rapidly with the course of history.

Now in 1936, you can still buy a lot of machine tools. Still at low prices. There are even matching coal power plants.

In another two years, money will not be able to buy these things.

Of course, it is difficult to go through formal channels. It is a waste of time. But, is it necessary to go through formal channels?

Who is Lawrence?

This guy is a habitual criminal with many crimes in the West. He specializes in taking advantage of criminals.

He used the golden cicada method to escape his accumulated wealth, left it in Texas, turned it into a company, and laundered it ashore.

However, his money was laundered, but his people were not.

This is a bug...

Fortunately, Zhang Yong caught this bug.

If he doesn't make full use of it, will he still be Zhang Yong? If the goose plucks his hair, then the company will have to produce many small companies!

Zhang Yong had already thought of the address and put it in Chengdu.

Because Chengdu is the safest. Japanese aircraft cannot bomb it. It is most suitable for a rear base. There are enough resources around it.

It just so happens that He Guoguang is the owner over there, which can provide a lot of conveniences.

Finally, the most important point is that this matter can be carried out secretly in the name of the Aviation Commission.

The wife said to her husband, let me produce some weapons and ammunition myself, and don’t keep asking you for them. My husband will definitely agree! He must also give strong support and not arouse any suspicion.

And behind my wife are the Song family and the Kong family. If you need any supporting facilities, they can be easily obtained.

No, the original nightmare level difficulty was immediately reduced to the novice level.

First produce some rifles and bullets...

Reproduce point cannons and shells...

Then do the aircraft assembly...

Well, indeed you can!

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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