Chapter 74: Changing Faces

It is summer.

Outside, the sun is blazing. The scorching sun is crazily baking the earth.

It is said that this is the hottest summer ever.

However, the air conditioning in the ward is very cold.

It is chilling.

You read that right. There really is air conditioning in this ward. The cooling effect seems to be quite good.

I envy...

It's amazing to be so powerful!

It's too much...

The ward even has air conditioning!

It's so extravagant...

I have to install one in my office when I get back!

"Stop!'

'What do you do?'

A colonel shouted sternly.

Obviously, this was another attempt to intimidate him. Deliberately intimidating him.

He couldn't help but think of his first time. He had peed himself when Li Boqi scared him. How embarrassing. But now, he wasn't so panicked.

To be honest, everyone is now within the system. We have to obey some rules.

The other party cannot just shoot and kill me.

At least they need a reason.

For example, framing me as a member of the Red Party. Or framing me as a Japanese spy.

Point the gun directly at me?

Shoot me in front of so many people?

Only a fool would do that.

Is Vice-Commander Yang a fool? Of course not.

Neither are the others.

And this colonel is even less of one.

So...

Intimidation...

I'm so scared!

Deliberately act as if you are trembling.

Raise your hands in panic.

Sure enough, the colonel was very satisfied. A trace of disdain flashed in the corner of his eye.

Vice-Commander Yang's gaze also fell on Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong looked up and locked eyes with him. He felt that the other party was deeply hidden. It was as if the reincarnation of Zhaoshan Diao was in front of him.

This was a very ruthless guy. Countless communists had died at his hands.

He was still Bald's right-hand man. He had won Bald's trust.

Commander Qian has asked him to investigate this guy in front of him, obviously to test him with his own hands.

They are both close aides of Baldhead.

But the conflict between the two is also very deep.

Baldhead also likes to see conflicts between them. This way, he can feel more at ease. And then take advantage of it.

If the two of them have no conflicts and are united, then it's over.

Baldhead's greatest fear is actually the fact that his subordinates are united. That would mean his little tricks would lose their effect.

But he keeps emphasising unity...

'Are you Zhang Yong?' Deputy Commander Yang said slowly.

'Yes. My name is Zhang Yong. I'm from the Secret Service Division of the Lixing Society,' Zhang Yong replied with his head held high.

'What are you doing here?'

'Reporting. I've come to see you on the orders of Commander Qian...'

'You've come to see me?'

'Yes. Commander Qian is worried that there may be Japanese spies trying to harm you...'

'What Japanese spies?'

'Report. Today, there was an attack by a Japanese spy on the garrison headquarters...'

'You're here because of Lin Xiaoyan, aren't you? The secret service division of your Lixing Society thinks that I've been bought over by Lin Xiaoyan and that I've become a lackey of the Japanese spy, right?'

'Report. We haven't investigated and verified...'

'Bullshit!'

Vice Commander Yang suddenly drew his gun.

Zhang Yong reflexively retreated to the side. He hid behind a colonel.

Shit!

You want to kill me?

Haha.

Dream on.

Without thinking, he pushed the colonel forward.

The colonel was caught off guard and stumbled forward, facing Yang's gun.

'Don't...'

'Don't...'

The colonel's face turned pale.

Damn. The gun was actually pointed at him. If he fired...

Fortunately, Vice-Commander Yang did not shoot.

The person he wanted to kill was Zhang Yong. Not one of his own trusted subordinates.

Of course, he also could not actually shoot.

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The other party was sent by Qian Wanjun. Killing the other party would be the same as making enemies with Qian Wanjun. Not worth it.

'Catch him!'

'Catch him!'

Vice-Commander Yang yelled angrily.

People around him rushed up one after another. Trying to catch Zhang Yong.

None of them had weapons. But there were many of them.

Zhang Yong was also unarmed. That was his secret. He couldn't reveal it just yet.

He turned around and ran outside.

Someone rushed in from outside. He ended up knocking them out of the way.

Deputy Commander Yang's shouting was interesting. He was shouting to catch him, not to kill him. So no one fired.

Everyone knew that Zhang Yong had been sent by Commander Qian. Killing Zhang Yong would be offending Commander Qian.

Deputy Commander Yang could have fired. But no one else dared. Unless they didn't want to live anymore.

So...

'Clang!'

'Clang!'

It was a mess.

Zhang Yong kept running while knocking over things.

Anything he could see, he knocked over. Including everyone he met on the way.

It was a complete mess.

'Get him!'

'Get him!'

The people behind him kept up the chase.

Zhang Yong kept running until he reached Zhou Yang. At this moment, Zhou Yang was fully armed and on full alert.

He was leading a platoon of soldiers. All of them armed with submachine guns. They were firing at everyone who came up. The others couldn't help but stop in their tracks. They could arrest Zhang Yong, but they couldn't lay a hand on Zhou Yang.

That would be going against the grain.

Zhou Yang wasn't someone to be trifled with. He was prepared to open fire.

One of them was under the command of Commander Qian, while the other was under the command of Vice-Commander Yang. These two big shots were going head-to-head. If they didn't know when to quit, they would be cannon fodder.

'Go!'

The man behind him sulked and retreated.

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Yang. He wanted to say something but stopped.

It seemed that...

It seemed that...

Vice-Commander Yang was so arrogant!

He dared to act so outrageously. He obviously didn't take Commander Qian seriously.

Of course, Zhang Yong would not say anything. There was no need.

Commander Qian would know what happened today without him telling him. How to respond was Commander Qian's business.

As the head of the personal staff and the commander of the Songhu garrison, if he can't subdue Vice Commander Yang, heh...

'What's Vice Commander Yang's name?'

'Yang Hu.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Yang Hu. So arrogant. I'll have to watch out for him in the future.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in the back. He turned around. He discovered that it was Yang Hu who had come out. A moment ago, he had looked as gloomy as the reincarnation of a mountain carving, but now he was beaming from ear to ear.

I felt a chill down my spine. Damn. Do these guys change their faces like Sichuan opera?

Their expressions change so quickly.

I need to learn from them. I need to learn how to hide my knives in my smile and my honeyed words are like swords in my belly.

'Zhang Yong!' Yang Hu called affectionately.

'Commander Yang,' Zhang Yong was on his guard.

'Not bad. You have courage. You're also pretty good at martial arts. You're worthy of being selected by Commander Qian.' Yang Hu's smile was insincere, but he appeared to be extremely friendly. "Since this is the first time we meet, I don't have anything of value to give you. This Browning pistol is new, and it's yours. It's a gift to welcome you. In the future, we'll need to interact frequently to build a rapport.'

'I'm sorry, Commander Yang, I appreciate your kindness..." Zhang Yong said slowly.

This Yang Hu is really a smiling tiger.

He has the face of a dog. He can turn on you faster than you can turn the page of a book.

Just now he wanted to kill me, and now he is immediately trying to win me over in front of everyone. He is also deliberately trying to provoke a rift between me and Commander Qian.

Dealing with someone like this is really dangerous. He could kill me at any time.

Damn, why are there so many people like this around?

'What? You're not going to give me face?' Yang Hu's smile suddenly froze.

'I... thank Commander Yang!' Zhang Yong's heart sank.

Damn, he's changing his face again. What a pervert.

Fine, I'll give you face. You want to give me something. How could I not accept it?

He immediately stepped forward. With both hands, he took the Browning pistol. He noticed that there were no bullets at all. The magazine was empty. He sensed it as soon as he took it.

After all, he had practiced for a while and was very familiar with the Browning pistol.

This brand new Browning M1935 high-powered pistol can hold 13 9mm bullets in the magazine, so it definitely packs a punch. Anyone with experience should be able to tell.

So, for a master, I bet it's a very, very dangerous thing to bet that your gun is unloaded.

If you don't even know if your gun is loaded or not, you deserve to die.

'What do you think? Isn't my gun great?'

'The gun is great. Unfortunately, it's unloaded.'