Chapter 87: Empty the magazine

What does the case of the robber have to do with the Secret Service Division of the Force?

A lot. Very much so, in fact. Boss Dai is someone who likes to seize power. He likes to compete with the military and the police. In particular, he likes to compete with the police department.

Police Chief Li Shizhen never took Boss Dai's orders. Boss Dai was very unhappy about this.

Fortunately, Boss Dai also controlled the Hangzhou Police Academy. Otherwise, he would not have been able to move a single cadet.

In fact, in the end, Boss Dai really could not move the cadets.

This was one of the reasons for the establishment of the Qingpu class.

Moving people from other people's hands is always troublesome. It is better to train them yourself.

Qingpu class, Linli class, Xifeng class...

After several training sessions, the Military United Front was finally formed.

To put it bluntly, these training sessions were the only ones where Boss Dai's men were truly his own men.

The trainees only had eyes for Boss Dai. No one else. They didn't even know who Chiang Kai-shek was.

Later, at the 41st General Assembly, the Military United Front personnel only obeyed Boss Dai's orders and not Chiang Kai-shek's. Chiang Kai-shek told everyone to sit down. No one dared to do so. No one sat down until Boss Dai said so.

That was the end.

Chiang Kai-shek immediately realised that there was a problem.

You only have Boss Dai in your eyes, not me, the chairman of the committee!

What's going to happen?

So Boss Dai was gradually alienated, and the power of the military and political alliance was gradually curbed...

Of course, that was later.

Now, Boss Dai is grabbing power everywhere and reaching out to get his hands on everything.

There was a gunfight at MGM, and the Americans will definitely protest. They will definitely demand a satisfactory response from the Nationalist government.

In the end, the investigation will definitely fall on the Li Xing Society secret service.

Because Boss Dai will definitely take the initiative. And then try to please the Americans...

Suddenly, there is movement of red dots.

After the gunshot, a large number of red dots scatter. Scattering in all directions.

One of the red dots is hurrying towards Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong looks up. He discovers that it is actually Fumio Kishida. This old guy, appearing here. What is he doing here?

Fumio Kishida is dressed up as a Chinese person, acting sneaky, and it is obvious that there is something fishy going on.

He didn't bring any entourage. He was acting alone.

Zhang Yong, look around. No one is paying attention to this side. Good, quietly follow him immediately.

'Po!'

Suddenly pounced out and overpowered Fumio Kishida with one hand.

Fumio Kishida was caught off guard and was instantly overpowered. He subconsciously resisted, but as a result, Zhang Yong pounded him with a punch.

Old guy, you didn't suffer at the hands of the Public Works Bureau, did you? Now I'll make you pay!

'Ah...'

A muffled grunt came from him.

Zhang Yong's fist landed heavily on the other person's face.

His nose was broken.

Blood splattered...

'You!'

'Baka!'

Fumio Kishida looked at Zhang Yong in anger.

He is quite tenacious. He was punched heavily in the face, but he did not faint. His eyes rolled around. He even recognised Zhang Yong.

However, he should have fainted.

The result of not fainting was...

'Po!'

He was punched again by Zhang Yong.

This time, the fist hit Kishida Fumio directly on the temple.

'Hagah...'

Finally, Kishida Fumio fainted.

Zhang Yong quickly felt the opponent's body. He felt that there must be something on the opponent's body.

Sure enough, he soon felt three silver notes. When he took them out, he saw that they were all 500 silver dollars. The place of deposit was Fenghui Bank. The date of deposit was actually yesterday.

Good stuff. Without thinking, he put it in his personal space.

Continue to feel.

He didn't feel any weapons.

It's a pity that there wasn't even a pistol.

Fortunately, there wasn't. Otherwise, if the opponent suddenly pulled out a gun and gave him a shot, then it would be over.

Serves him right.

He doesn't even have a gun with him.

Keep feeling around.

He feels a paper package. It's folded nicely.

He takes it out and looks at it. Inside is a lot of densely written Japanese. And some strange symbols.

Judging from the look of it, it might be some kind of secret writing? Maybe a sketch?

Fumio Kishida hid it so well, so it must be important. Then he can't refuse.

He puts it all away.

'Puff!'

Another punch lands.

He looks around. He's going to just take the dagger and stab the guy.

All Japanese deserve to die!

Just as he was about to take the dagger, his eyes suddenly darted.

He noticed someone emerge from the shadows. It was Skinny Monkey. The guy had resurfaced.

Zhang Yong had to stop reaching for his weapon.

There were outsiders. Killing people was no secret.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw someone else stumble out of the karaoke bar. They were all holding guns.

'Liang Fei!'

Skinny Monkey whispered.

Hurry and hide in the shadows.

ADVERTISEMENT

Zhang Yong followed suit.

They were quick, and Liang Fei didn't even see them.

Liang Fei, accompanied by three gunmen, hurried past Zhang Yong and the others. They didn't care at all.

They thought Zhang Yong and the others were just onlookers.

As it turned out...

Zhang Yong decisively drew his gun.

He was hot-headed. He wanted to sneak up on Liang Fei.

A frontal attack might not have given him a chance. But he was just at his flank. The position was excellent.

The distance between the two sides was only about ten metres. And he happened to have a gun in his hands. Not just one gun either. He also had a good supply of bullets.

If he didn't take this opportunity, he would definitely regret it in the future.

So, he raised his gun and aimed at Liang Fei...

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

He fired quickly.

At first, it seemed like he missed.

But then, with the next few shots, he must have hit him. Liang Fei's body started to stagger and totter.

He looked back with a heart full of resentment. Zhang Yong continued to shoot.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

He emptied the clip in one go.

He never had the idea of taking him alive. Because he didn't have the ability to do so.

'You...'

Liang Fei turned his head with difficulty and looked at Zhang Yong.

He finally got a good look at Zhang Yong. Unfortunately, he didn't recognise the other man.

He hadn't shown up at the pier before.

'You...'

Liang Fei couldn't understand why the other man would try to ambush him.

He hadn't noticed anything at all just now. The other man was actually an enemy. He glanced at the other man as well. He had thought the other man was an ordinary person. Harmless.

Who would have thought...

'Bastard...'

'Zhang...'

Suddenly, he remembered something.

His eyes suddenly went blank. But he remembered Zhang Yong's photo.

Ah...

He had seen Zhang Yong's photo...

He regretted it.

Why hadn't he recognised him?

This was the guy who had taken back the fiat currency he had gone to so much trouble to steal.

He had failed.

He was going to settle the score with Zhang Yong!

Unexpectedly, the two men had met for the first time and he had been ambushed.

Damn...

He felt aggrieved.

Unfortunately, there was no chance now.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Zhang Yong changed his gun and continued firing.

Relying on the large number of bullets and guns, he emptied the magazines in one go.

As a result, he fired all 26 bullets from both magazines.

Half of the bullets hit Liang Fei.

Liang Fei: ...

No military ethics...

Sneak attack...

Bastard...

And then he fell into complete darkness.

Liang Fei's three companions were also killed by the surrounding gunfire.

Zhang Yong had already fired, so of course Zhou Yang did not want to be left behind. The men he had brought with him also fired one after the other. They killed everyone.

'Who is this guy?' Zhou Yang asked, puzzled, after killing everyone.

'Liang Fei,' Zhang Yong replied calmly.

'Who?'

'The one who stole the legal tender at Tianzi Pier earlier.'

'Ah, is that him?'

'Yes!'

'He got off easy.'

'Hm,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Indeed, Liang Fei got off lightly.

He was killed outright.

If he had been caught alive, he would have been tortured at least once.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any hope of catching him alive. He had no choice but to kill him.

It didn't matter if he died.

Traitor!

Traitor to the country!

He deserved to die!