Chapter 80: Sharing the Booty

Zhang Yong actually did not know Wang Deling.

They had never met before. However, there were many photos of him.

The Lixing Club had collected a lot of information on Wang Deling. Naturally, Zhang Yong remembered the photos inside. He recognised him immediately.

Surprise. Then disappointment.

How did they catch Wang Deling? Damn it, they made a mistake...

This guy is a big fat lamb!

I was going to keep him for later. Now it's too late, he's turned up unexpectedly.

It's all over...

Wang Deling's assets will have to be confiscated again.

The cooked duck, at least 100,000 silver dollars, has flown away without a trace.

Heartbreaking...

'Boom!'

He went up and kicked Wang Deling again.

Damn it. Why did you have to hide here?

Didn't you go into the concession? What are you doing here? You've ruined my plan to get rich.

'Don't hit...'

'I'll tell...'

'My name is Hiroyuki Sanada, I'm Japanese...'

'I have money...'

Wang Deling confessed quickly.

Zhang Yong then kicked him twice more. This time he was even more furious.

Damn it, you've already told me everything, how am I supposed to get any benefit out of this? Go to hell! You spineless Japanese spy! Go to hell...

'Stop kicking!'

Zhou Yang and Liu Bo hurriedly pulled Zhang Yong away.

If they continued kicking, the man would be killed. A dead Japanese spy would be worth much less!

Besides, the other party was still saying that he was rich...

Rich...

'It's in the back!'

Wang Deling cried out, taking credit for himself.

Zhou Yang and Liu Bo glanced at each other and rushed in.

Naturally, Zhang Yong also scrambled to get in on the action.

Money to be found! Who wants to lag behind?

"Crackling!'

'Rattling!'

After a bit of rummaging, Wang Deling's hidden treasure was found.

There was a pillow-sized box full of all kinds of cash. There were US dollars and British pounds. There were also unknown banknotes. They were thick. There was a lot of it. There were also silver certificates.

Then there were two large suitcases full of heavy, shiny silver dollars.

The silver dollars were packed in groups of 50, neatly arranged in envelopes. There were probably 20,000 to 30,000 of them.

The eyes of Zhou Yang and Liu Bo suddenly went blank.

They had never seen so much money before. Literally. Never before.

The garrison headquarters didn't have anything like this.

Payroll was also in paper notes. No silver dollars. If they wanted silver dollars, they would have to find a way to get them themselves.

'Ah...'

Both of them couldn't help but exclaim in awe.

Zhang Yong: ...

Shit. It's been exposed.

Damn Wang Deling. He confessed to everything. It's over.

In full view of everyone, there was nothing he could do if he wanted to take a few banknotes.

What's more, the banknotes were all very large. Each one was worth at least 1,000 silver dollars. Even if he gave one to each of Zhou Yang and Liu Bo, they would probably not be able to keep it.

Fortunately, there was a way out. He was in charge of dividing the loot.

He simply picked up two banknotes and slipped them into Zhou Yang's hands.

Then he picked up two more and slipped them into Liu Bo's hands.

While the two men looked down at the banknotes, Zhang Yong quickly turned around, grabbed a few banknotes without making a sound and slipped them into his pocket.

'Take more!'

Then Zhang Yong continued to slip banknotes into the hands of the two men.

Both men were dazed, shocked and overjoyed. They didn't notice Zhang Yong's little move at all.

Four banknotes, that's 200.

It's very heavy. You have to hold it with both hands to fully hold it.

You can't help holding your breath.

Your heart is pounding.

Two hundred taels of silver. Just pocket it? Keep it for yourself? Do they have the guts?

To be honest, they've never encountered anything so exciting...

'Don't worry. No one will pursue this.'

'In the end, there won't even be a record. No one will enter it into the books.'

'With so much silver, if we hand it in, won't everyone get a share?'

'Commander Money, Deputy Commander Yang, and our Director Dai, we'll all get a share. It'll end up in our hands anyway. We worked hard all night, so what's a little early payment?'

Zhang Yong spoke slowly and persuasively.

Zhou Yang and Liu Bo looked at each other and swallowed.

It seemed like a good idea...

We caught the guy. What's wrong with taking a few bills?

"Take it all!'

'Don't worry about it.'

'It's fine.'

'If anything happens, I'll be the first one arrested. I'm in charge of dividing the loot.'

Zhang Yong took full responsibility for himself.

At the same time, he also took four envelopes of money and stuffed them into his pocket.

Seeing that he took it too, the two no longer had any psychological burden.

They felt that Zhang Yong was simply a good person.

Liu Bo couldn't help but ask, 'You arrested Japanese spies and got so much?'

'This guy is considered small,' Zhang Yong responded disdainfully, 'only this much.'

'Still small...'

'Yes, there are hundreds of thousands of dollars.'

'Oh my...'

Liu Bo suddenly choked.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars. Arresting Japanese spies! So much money!

What's the point of arresting the Red Party then!

The Red Party is poor, they don't even have a copper coin. And they always end up dying with you.

Every time you arrest a Red Party member, you lose several of your own.

The Lixingshe arrests Japanese spies with ease and makes a lot of money.

Ahhh...

The more I think about it, the more I feel mentally unbalanced.

'This is a US dollar...'

'This is a British pound...'

'Let's not take more than our share. Fifty US dollars each. Fifty British pounds.'

'If anyone asks, just say I gave it to you.'

Zhang Yong picked up the US dollars and British pounds.

How could he justify himself for not taking even a little of such beautiful things?

Zhou Yang: ...

Liu Bo: ...

They were all licking their lips.

They really want it. But they are also worried. Nervous. Longing.

They have seen dollars and pounds before. But they have never owned any. Not even one dollar or one pound. Now their eyes are gleaming.

'Take it!'

Zhang Yong counts out fifty dollars for each of them. Then he counts out fifty dollars for himself.

In front of the two men, he puts the fifty dollars into his pocket.

Then he says, 'Count it.'

The two men then bow their heads and count the money.

Clatter, clatter...

The sound of counting the money was so beautiful.

The two men were both excited and nervous, and they didn't notice Zhang Yong's little move at all.

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to embezzle a little more US dollars and British pounds.

Of course, he didn't dare take too much. After all, someone saw it. It would be bad to take too much and not be able to account for it.

The same goes for the banknotes. He wanted to take them all. In the end, he didn't dare. There were other people present. If he did something too extreme, he would definitely be exposed.

Damn, it's all Wang Deling's fault.

This bastard. He didn't cooperate at all. He revealed himself too early.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Turn back. Go out and kick Wang Deling twice more.

'Boom!'

Zhang Yong turned his head again and kicked the old guy.

This old guy is also a Japanese spy. He actually took in Wang Deling. It seems that the organisational principles of the Japanese spies are not as strict as legend has it.

It's surprising that two Japanese spies got together. It must be a violation of the principles.

You see, two members of the underground party would never get together.

Unless they were pretending to be husband and wife.

This shows that this Japanese spy and Wang Deling must have some kind of secret...

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