Chapter 156: Officer Ding, you're not friendly

Over there, no more gunshots were heard.

It seemed as if the two Red Party members had mysteriously disappeared.

Ding Muchuan led his men into the alley and found that Ye Wansheng had not arrived in time.

'Ye...'

he yelled in annoyance.

Suddenly, he realised something was wrong. Ye Wansheng was injured.

He and his men were all lying in different positions on the street not far away.

There were obvious signs of an explosion all around.

He was shocked.

'What happened?' Ding Muchuan asked anxiously.

'A grenade...' Ye Wansheng replied weakly.

His head was hurting.

Even now, he still hadn't figured out what had happened.

Someone had suddenly thrown a grenade at them from the side.

They had been caught off guard, and several of them had been blown to the ground.

You can't guard against grenades. Once they fall, there's no telling what will happen.

'Who was it?'

Ding Muchuan looked around.

He didn't see any forks in the road.

Ye Wansheng himself couldn't explain it.

He didn't even know which direction the grenade had come from.

Was it from the south? Or the north?

After the explosion, he felt dizzy. He wasn't dead, but he felt like he was.

The last time, at the Tianzimou Pier in Wusongkou, he had also been bombed. At the time, they also failed to find the person who threw the grenade. They suspected it was the Fuxing Society who did it. But there was no evidence.

This time was even more outrageous. There was clearly no one in front or behind the street. How did the grenade come from?

'Take him to the hospital!'

Ding Muchuan had no choice but to give up the operation.

He had seen the duck in his hands boil away. His inner vexation can be imagined.

Recently, catching the Red Party has been unsuccessful time and time again.

On the train, Zhang Yong deliberately caused trouble. Then the Red Party fled.

In Jinling, he wanted to arrest an important figure of the Red Party, but in the end, he saw that they were about to be surrounded, but they fled again.

Damn grenade.

Where the hell did it come from?

Suddenly he remembered something.

He turned back.

He walked through the alley. He returned to the previous street.

Sure enough, he saw a few cars parked in the distance.

A few people were leaning against the cars, unabashedly watching the commotion. One of them was none other than his most annoying neighbour, Zhang Yong.

The guy leaned crookedly against the car, watching with relish, as if he was holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand and crunching them.

'Hey, Director Ding!'

Zhang Yong waved to Ding Muchuan from afar.

The future big shot of No. 76, very impressive. A sworn enemy.

At the moment, Ding Muchuan dares not lay a hand on him. But once he betrays the party, with the support of the Japanese, he won't hold back.

He can be 10000% sure that once China and Japan go to war, Ding Muchuan surrenders to the Japanese invaders, the first person he will want to get rid of is him, Zhang Yong. No question about it.

Of course, having said that, the first person he, Zhang Yong, wants to get rid of is also Ding Muchuan.

Now, everyone is bound by the rules, and it is impossible for them to scare the other to death. It is also very difficult to get the chance. They are all surrounded by a large entourage. There is no way to assassinate them.

They can only wait for the decisive battle in two or three years.

Ding Muchuan pretended not to see. He led his men away in anger.

He could not bear this Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong is now the red man of the Fuxing Society. He is at the peak of his power.

He originally wanted to use the Shanghai Qing gang to get rid of Zhang Yong. Unfortunately, he has never found the opportunity.

Now that this guy has come to Nanjing and is hanging out with the military police and the Air Ministry, there's no chance at all. If he makes a move, he'll be stirring up a hornet's nest. The losses will outweigh the gains.

A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years.

Ding Muchuan is very patient. He is waiting patiently for his chance.

But Zhang Yong is not prepared to let the other guy off the hook.

If you can't kill him, you can humiliate him.

He is no saint. He will make the other guy suffer whenever he gets the chance.

He laughed without restraint.

'Director Ding, have you arrested any Reds?'

'Director Ding, how many Reds have you arrested?'

'Director Ding, you're not in the mood to talk, are you? Haha!'

Zhang Yong yelled loudly, shamelessly.

Zhang Ping and Gu Bafeng pretended not to see or hear.

Everyone knew about the conflict between the Fuxing Society and the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

If they met on the street, they would have to fight. If Zhang Yong didn't do anything, they would find it strange.

Ding Muchuan suddenly stopped. He turned around and stared coldly at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong shrugged and spread his hands, 'What? The Red Party has escaped again? That's a pity. Director Xu will definitely scold you for being useless...'

Ding Muchuan was expected to dare not react in front of Zhang Ping and Gu Bafeng. Zhang Yong was unrestrained.

He almost wanted to brag that he had thrown the grenade himself.

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Fortunately, he finally held back.

I can't say that. Sigh. What a night of walking in glory. It's hard to hold back.

If it's obvious that I threw the grenade, and the other party can't do anything about it, then it would be perfect. Unfortunately, I can't do that for now.

'Hey? Where's Ye Wansheng?' Zhang Yong said in a fake panic, 'Did the Red Party kill him?'

'Zhang Yong, don't push your luck,' Ding Muchuan finally couldn't hold back. Although he was very tolerant.

If someone else in a higher position had mocked him like this, it would have been fine.

But who was Zhang Yong? He was just a small team leader in the Fuxing Society, so who was he to mock him?

'What are you doing?' Ding Muchuan said coldly.

'We're catching Japanese spies!' Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

'Did you catch any?'

'Yes, we did. We caught several.'

'Hmph!'

'Why don't you come and catch some Japanese spies, Director Ding? I'll teach you. It's much more interesting than catching Red Party members.'

'I can't accept such a high honour!'

'Haha. Director Ding, I'm just trying to help. Really. Come on. Now, take your team and follow me. We'll go catch some Japanese spies...'

'Get lost!'

Ding Muchuan was finally angry.

He could put up with a lot in front of other people, but not Zhang Yong.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yong was a villain who had gotten what he wanted. He hated such people the most. Because he was exactly like him.

Such people were definitely not members of the Red Party. But precisely because they were not members of the Red Party, they were troublesome.

The Red Party always acted according to principles. They were open and aboveboard. But people like Zhang Yong were much more despicable.

Ding Muchuan knew the weaknesses of the Red Party. He knew their weak points. He knew how to threaten the Red Party.

However, when it comes to people like Zhang Yong, he doesn't know how to deal with them. The other party may be even worse than him. The methods he dares to use, Zhang Yong may use even more ruthlessly than him.

Why does he feel this way?

Ding Muchuan himself doesn't understand. Maybe it's intuition.

'Scum!'

He can't help but curse in secret.

Even this pervert finds it perverted. When a person is at his lowest, he is invincible.

'Director Ding...'

'Get out!'

'Director Ding, don't be angry...'

'Get out!'

'Director Ding, you're being unfriendly!'

'Get out...'

Ding Muchuan suddenly changed colour.

But he saw Zhang Yong suddenly pull out a gun. He fired a shot at him.

'Bang!'

The bullet hit the ground next to Ding Muchuan's feet.

Damn. Missed? What a pity. Sigh, this damn lousy marksmanship.

'Bang!'

Another shot.

Still missed. Sigh. He didn't dare to really shoot.

It's really frustrating. I can't even kill Ding Meichuan. I really want to blow his head off. Blow it to smithereens.

But I can't.

If I kill Ding Meichuan, I'll be finished too.

He's not strong enough to fight back against the entire CC family. Boss Dai doesn't have the power to do that either.

'You bastard!'

Ding Meichuan was furious.

He knew that the other party was threatening him, but he was also furious.

How dare they shoot at him!

Bastard!

The people around him immediately drew their guns. But they didn't dare return fire.

Including Ding Muchuan, none of them dared return fire. They could only hold back tightly. Their faces turned from green to white.

Why?

Because there were a lot of people on the other side.

There were military police and airport security, as if they were facing a major enemy.

If they returned fire, they would definitely attract a storm of gunfire. They would definitely die without a burial.

The point is, if he is shot dead in a hail of bullets, Zhang Yong will get away with it.

There is the Fuxing Society, the Military Police Command, and the Air Ministry. The law does not hold for the many, so who will the Party Affairs Investigation Office seek revenge from?

The Fuxing Society?

Zhang Yong can simply deny it, saying, 'It wasn't me who killed him.'

Someone else?

That will definitely be denied too. Ding Muchuan fired the first shot, and then the soldiers returned fire. Then he was shot dead in a hail of bullets.

In the end, he died for nothing. There was no one to hold accountable.

The head of the military police headquarters was Gu Zhenglun. He had three brothers. All of them held high positions. They were all trusted by the warlord.

Behind the military police headquarters was the warlord's wife. She was even more untouchable.

'Don't shoot!'

'Don't shoot!'

Ding Muchuan cried out in a panic.