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Chapter 910, Master

Speaking of Tilanqiao Prison.

"The warden has been replaced. His name is Sifulati. He is a Frenchman. He is a weirdo."

"wack?"

"Yes. He has a very weird temper. He has never been to the Far East. I don't know why he suddenly landed here."

"Is it easy to deal with?"

"I have never dealt with him. I don't know. Others can't tell."

"oh."

"The deputy warden has also been replaced. He is Japanese. His name is Ishii Gotoku..."

"Ishii..."

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that this name was a bit familiar.

Take out Liu Xi's list of nineteen people. Sure enough, Ishii Gotoku's name is on it.

Hey, this guy is awesome. He actually went to Tilanqiao Prison to become the warden. Needless to say, he will definitely torture the anti-Japanese elements inside.

At the same time, the prison is also a relatively safe place. You are not afraid of outsiders coming to assassinate you.

Perhaps he has realized the danger?

"That German freighter..." Bob hesitated.

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The others immediately retreated and placed strict vigilance around them.

To prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

"I heard that there is a great person on board the freighter..."

"who?"

"There is no accurate news yet. There are many rumors. Some even say that William II is nonsense. William II has always been in the Netherlands."

"The Gestapo seemed anxious."

"Of course they are anxious because their position is not yet stable."

"But the military advisory board seems to want to protect him."

"So, there should be a very important person that Falkenhausen is willing to protect."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, he is really just a bystander in this matter. He cannot play a decisive role.

It was a German freighter. The people behind the game were all the world's powers. Although it was berthed at the Wusongkou Terminal in China, the Chinese people did not have any chance to make the decision. They did not even dare to express their stance. They were afraid that if they expressed their stance, they would be offended.

a certain party.

well……

This is what makes a country weak.

"If there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Bob then took the francs and went.

Now, he is very ambitious and feels that there is great hope for the future.

The prerequisite is Zhang Yong's strong support.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yong went to Tilanqiao Prison.

From a distance, I found several yellow dots and several red dots.

It seems that not only Ishii Wude has come, but he has also brought Japanese accomplices. I guess he wants to control Tilanqiao Prison?

According to the current board structure of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, there is only one Japanese quota. France and the United Kingdom have three quotas. The United States has two quotas, and the others have one quota. There are fifteen directors in total. The Japanese want to serve as the warden of Tilanqiao Prison.

If it is long, it should be difficult to obtain the support of half of the directors.

Arrive outside Tilanqiao Prison.

State your identity. Also have a certificate from Bob.

Soon, a red dot came towards him.

Sure enough, the first person to react was the Japanese. It should be Ishii Gotoku.

This guy is an acquired leopard. His hair style is very strange. It looks like a melon-skin bag from the Warring States Period is attached to his forehead.

"Zhang, I know you." Ishii Wutoku was full of hostility when they met.

"I don't know you." Zhang Yong responded coldly, "It's not your turn to speak here, so get out of here."

"Baga..." Ishii Wutoku yelled.

The sound stopped suddenly.

But Zhang Yong went up and kicked him.

Impartially, he kicked the opponent right in the abdomen.

"Well……"

Ishii Wutoku groaned.

He was caught off guard and never expected that Zhang Yong would take action directly.

Too careless...

No flash...

"You dare to hit me..."

Ishii Gotoku regained his temper. He was anxious and angry.

He wanted to come up and fight with Zhang Yong, but just as he started to move, his lower abdomen hurt sharply.

In any case, Zhang Yong also learned some boxing from Wei Yong. In Chen Gongshu's eyes, he is a weakling. But, if it is a sneak attack...

This kick, even if it was on Chen Gongshu's lower abdomen, was enough to make Chen Gongshu grin.

Of course, with Chen Gongshu's skills, Zhang Yong couldn't kick him.

"Teach you how to be a good person."

Zhang Yong replied coldly and then left.

Arrogantly entering Tilanqiao Prison.

Che, as a deputy warden, how many people can you command?

If the new warden Sifulati was an incompetent person, he might be dismissed. However, he is a weirdo.

He's a weirdo. It's not incompetent. That means he is the only one who talks about things.

How big is Tilanqiao Prison? How many people does it have to guard? It only needs one interlocutor, not a second one.

Soon we saw Siphrates.

On the outside, there is nothing special about him.

He is a gentle old man. He is not like a warden, but more like an old scholar.

"Mr. Sifulati."

Zhang Yong greeted him in simple French. He was self-taught.

There is no plug-in language pack for this one. Therefore, he only knows some basic grammar.

"I can speak Chinese." Sifulati's reaction was strange.

"That's great." Zhang Yong nodded and presented a gift box with francs inside.

Since you are French, I will use francs to clear the way.

I am Chinese and don’t like the franc. You are French, so you should like it.

As a result, Sifulati took the gift box, opened it, looked at it, closed it again, and then pushed the gift box back to him.

"I don't need this."

"You can exchange it for dollars or pounds. Gold bars are also fine."

Zhang Yong speaks out.

I secretly despised him in my heart.

Don't pretend to be aloof in front of me. If you don't like it, just say it.

However, I am just here to mention a few people. The price is limited. If you are a lion, forget it.

"I once lived in Tianjin Health for five years."

"No wonder you speak Chinese so well..."

"Please take a seat."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong sat down with a golden sword.

Be prepared to bargain. Bribery is not shabby. Such is the national situation.

At the same time, it was secretly strange.

This Siphrates has been to China? He has been in Tianjin for five years?

However, Bob said before that he had obviously never been to the Far East. He came by airborne suddenly. Could it be that Bob's information was wrong?

It's okay. It doesn't matter. Things in the past are no longer important.

Just take out a wad of dollars.

"I told you, I don't need money."

"Then what do you need?"

"you guess?"

"Beautiful woman?"

"no."

"Jewelry?"

"No."

"Land deed? Real estate? Stock? Company?"

"Everyone guessed wrong."

Siphrate answered slowly.

Zhang Yong then shut up.

I felt secretly resentful in my heart.

Mad, old guy, you are showing off on purpose, right?

You don’t want anything? Okay, your personal moral character is so noble, why don’t you go save the world?

Quietly pouting.

"My ideal is to save the world."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong suspected that the other party heard his resentment, but there was no evidence.

And secretly admire the other party's bold words.

I thought I was thick-skinned enough. Unexpectedly, the other person was even thicker-skinned.

Even Zhang Yong dare not say that his ideal is to save the world. He is not a superman. If he says it, he will only be regarded as a fool.

Suddenly, Siphrat made a strange gesture, and then...

It seems like he is chanting a mantra?

"Sir, the virtues of the heaven and the earth are in harmony, the brightness of the sun and the moon is in harmony, the order of the four seasons is in harmony, and the good and bad fortune are in harmony with the ghosts and gods. The heaven is in harmony with the world first, and the day after tomorrow is in accordance with the heaven's time. The heaven is not in violation, but what's more,

Is it a human being? How about ghosts and gods?”

Zhang Yong said that he heard it, but he seemed not to hear it.

Like a spell, but not like a spell.

I secretly wondered in my heart, could this Sifulati be a gypsy?

The name itself is strange...

silence.

Sifulati's eyes wandered.

"I heard that you are very good at the I Ching?"

"Know a little bit."

"But, what I just recited was the original text of Zhouyi. You didn't respond at all."

"..."

Only then did Zhang Yong realize that he had been tricked again.

I felt resentment in my heart again. Damn the Frenchman.

You've eaten enough to hold yourself up. Why don't you memorize the Book of Changes if you have nothing to do? It's easy to expose me, okay?

However, his expression remained unchanged.

He didn't care at all about this little thing.

He has made more noise than the other party has eaten. He is not afraid.

Indifferent.

Continue to be quiet.

Sifulati also looked at him silently.

He needs an answer.

"I come from the Guiguzi lineage." Zhang Yong explained without changing his expression.

"I also know a little bit about Guiguzi..." Sifulati said.

"No. You don't understand." Zhang Yong shook his head.

"I understand." Sifulati was very stubborn.

Zhang Yong:……

Okay. You forced me.

It seems that if I don't show my hands, you won't believe it.

Then show your hands.

"I major in the art of observing people."

"What's the explanation?"

"That is, I can detect whether the other party is wearing a weapon..."

"What weapon?"

"My cultivation level is limited. Currently I can only judge firearms."

"oh?"

Sifulati narrowed his eyes.

Obviously, he would not believe it. He believed that Zhang Yong was a liar.

"How about we do an experiment?"

"good."

"You pick a group of people at random. Then put a pistol on one or two of them, and I'll screen them. If I screen them wrong, it means I'm not good at learning, how about that?"

"good."

Siphrate immediately agreed.

Zhang Yong:……

This guy is really a weirdo.

They are all adults, and they are still playing childish tricks with themselves. How boring.

No wonder Bob doesn't want to deal with the other party. It's really strange.

Also studied Zhouyi...

Siphrat turned around to make arrangements.

A few minutes later, a dozen prison guards came out.

Without saying anything, Zhang Yong pointed directly and identified three of them.

Sifulati's face suddenly stiffened.

The tiny eyes sparkled with incredible light.

It was said right.

It was indeed these three people.

impossible.

It must be a coincidence.

"Come again." He didn't believe it.

"I'm sorry. My cultivation is still shallow and my skills are limited." Zhang Yong shook his head and refused, "I can only screen once a day."

"Really?" Sifulati was dubious.

"Yes." Zhang Yong replied seriously.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"I want to bail a few people out. The director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau has approved it."

"Give me the list."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong presented the list.

Siphrat looked at it and waved his hand.

"I will release him now. But you must stay."

"Why?"

"I want you to teach me Guiguzi's art of observing people."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was silent.

Ruined……

This old monster has caught up with him.

I regret that I made a fool of myself.

In fact, what does he know about the Book of Changes?

I haven’t even memorized the original text of the I Ching. I haven’t even read it.

I seem to remember a sentence - Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. It seems so. He didn't dare to say it.

It would be terrible if it was Zhuangzi's leisurely journey...

Huh? Zhuangzi?

Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot...

It's so big that two barbecue grills are needed...

Beat yourself on the head.

What are you thinking about?

"The consequences of the art of observing people are so serious?"

"Yes……"

Zhang Yong answered slowly, just in time to find an excuse.

You see, when I use the art of observing people, the consequences are so painful. So, please don’t learn it.

"Sure enough, this is the art of peering into the sky!"

Who knew, but Sifulati seemed to be in high spirits. Her two little eyes were shining brightly.

It's okay if Zhang Yong doesn't hit his head. Once he hits his head, he is convinced.

"You teach me and I will let you be the warden."

"What?"

"You teach me, you are my master. I listen to you. I will do whatever you tell me. You are the warden."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong took a deep breath.

I repeatedly warned myself that I must have heard wrong.

Yes. There is definitely a mistake somewhere. Maybe it was opened in the wrong way when entering the prison.

How could there be such a weirdo as Siphrates?

The Caotai team cannot be so outrageous.

Learn from a teacher?

Want to become your teacher? What a joke...

I haven't even read the Book of Changes, but I only know one name, and how can I still be a master?

Damn it...

"I am very serious." Sifulati emphasized repeatedly.

All his expressions and movements told Zhang Yong that all this was true. He really really wanted to learn.

If possible, Zhang Yong would also be willing to teach because the conditions are very tempting.

The warden of Tilanqiao Prison!

Your Majesty!

As long as Sifulati is still the warden here, he can treat Tilanqiao Prison as his own.

Mention anyone you want.

Or simply stop others from mentioning others.

Specifically targeted at the Japanese invaders.

"I went to see my friend first." Zhang Yong changed the subject.

"What friend?" Sifulati asked hurriedly, looking attentive and attentive.

"His name is Zhu Yuan..."

"Oh? Zhu Yuan is your friend?"

"yes……"

"He's also my friend. That's great. Our relationship has progressed again."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

I feel that I need to find a doctor to identify Sifulati's mental state.

Something is obviously wrong!

Press for now. Let’s meet Zhu Yuan first.

It was discovered that Zhu Yuan was not locked in the innermost cell, but in...

reading room?

Yes. It seems to be a reading room.

There is a reading room in Tilanqiao Prison with many English books.

Well, they are all original English versions. There are no Chinese ones. If you feel bored, you can come to the reading room to read. The prerequisite is that you can understand English.

"open……"

"It seems that your little life is going well."

"well enough!"

Zhu Yuan answered weakly.

Although I can read books, my personal freedom is ultimately restricted.

For Zhu Yuan, who was once a popular figure in the patrol room, being locked up here is absolutely torture. The time is very sad.

"What are you doing here?"

"Promote people."

"Who are you mentioning?"

"Someone I need."

"oh……"

Zhu Yuan sighed.

He is not qualified to be taken out.

The Japanese are staring at him!

To take him out would be to go against the Japanese.

"Actually, you can leave." Sifulati suddenly said, "Go out during the day and come back at night."

"Can it still be like this?" Zhang Yong felt incredible.

"Of course. I approved it." Sifulati said eagerly, "If something happens, it's okay if you don't come back for two or three days."

"But if the Japanese ask." Zhang Yong was a little worried.

"I am French."

"Okay. Let me think about how to teach you the art of observing people."

Zhang Yong said slowly.

Siphrate was obviously trying to please him.

When others have humbled themselves to such an extent, can he continue to refuse?

Of course not.

Agree first and see how you can fool...

"Master!"

Sifulati immediately clasped his fists in salute and prepared to kneel down.

Zhang Yong hurriedly caught him.

Khan. Stop!

No need to kneel down.

After a while, you really knelt down, which will definitely cause a diplomatic turmoil.

You, a Frenchman and the warden of Tilanqiao Prison, actually knelt down to a Chinese? When other foreigners found out, why didn't they start a fuss?

"ah……"

Zhu Yuan next to him was shocked.

He had no idea what was going on. Why did Xiphlati call Zhang Yong?

Master?

No. What's his name?

Called Master Zhang Yong?

faint……

Zhang Yong couldn't explain it either.

He had no choice but to accept the fist-holding ceremony from Sifulati, which was regarded as his formal acceptance as a disciple.

Then……

Headache……

Zhouyi...

How can I teach it?

You can't ask him to endorse it now.

Others have already memorized it by heart, but teaching him the same thing is almost the same.

Really...

Suddenly, my mind moved.

There are white dots near the prison. There are also weapons symbols.

At first, I didn't pay much attention. I thought it was a prison guard. Later I realized something was wrong.

The other party took the side door. It seemed to be the back kitchen side?

Walking into the back kitchen with weapons?

Something feels wrong. Is someone trying to sneak in?

"Mr. Sifulati..."

"Master, just call me Xiphrati."

"Sifulati, someone came in from the side door with a gun. Is there a problem?"

"Side door?"

"Yes. It's the side door. There's a gun. But I don't know who it is."

"has a problem."

Sifulati reacted immediately.

Then he waved his hand and led the prison guards there to check.

Once he got back to business, he wasn't surprised at all.

The action is quite fast.

After taking a few steps, Sifulati suddenly turned back, gave Zhang Yong a thumbs up, and praised loudly: "Master, you are so amazing!"

Zhang Yong:……

Okay. I admit it. I am a bit awesome.

So he pretended to be sophisticated, waved his hand, and motioned for him to check quickly. Don't let anyone take advantage of the loophole.

In any case, Sifulati is now his apprentice and the warden of Tilanqiao Prison. If he is removed from his post, Zhang Yong, the "Great Emperor", will be gone.

Therefore, if possible, we should let Sifulati continue to be the warden as much as possible.

It can provide a lot of convenience in the future.

"Zhang Shaolong, what's going on?" Zhu Yuan finally had the chance to ask.

"I don't know either." Zhang Yong answered honestly.

"He called you Master."

"Well. He wanted to become my disciple. I couldn't refuse. I had no choice but to agree."

"Why did he..."

"Don't ask. I don't know either."

"ah?"

Zhu Yuan was full of doubts.

There seem to be countless questions but no answers.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, gunshots were heard from behind.

problem occurs!

Zhang Yong's face tightened.

He took out a Browning pistol and threw it to Zhu Yuan.

At the same time, he waved his hands behind him.

"Come with me!"

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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