Chapter 176: Tribute

The interrogation will still happen.

Zhang Yong now has a privilege. He can beat up the Japanese at will.

As long as they are Japanese spies, he can beat them up.

He will beat them up and then talk. As long as they are not beaten to death, it is fine.

In fact, it is fine to beat them to death.

Beat one to death, then go catch a few more.

In the future, there will be no chance to beat up the Japanese. But now there is. Beat them up as much as you like.

If your fists get tired, you can always use a weapon.

'Ah...'

'Ah...'

Zhen Zhenghao let out a scream.

But Zhang Yong had deliberately stepped on his injured knee. The pain was excruciating.

'Baka!'

'I'll kill you!'

'Baka!'

Zhen Zhenghao roared hysterically.

His face contorted. It looked like the face of a demon. Many people shuddered.

To be honest, at this moment, many Chinese still have some fear of the Japanese. Because the Japanese army was very powerful. We Chinese couldn't beat them.

The reason why China and Japan were reluctant to go to war was also due to this war-phobic sentiment.

Only Zhang Yong was not afraid.

Fear of an egg. Ten years later, the Japanese devils were defeated.

Don't look at them now, they are arrogant. In fact, it is the madness before death. The more arrogant they are now, the more they will be hurt in the future.

'Baka!'

'Baka!'

Zhen Zhenghao screamed in pain.

It wasn't until Zhang Yong was tired that he let go of his foot. He turned his head and went to drink the cola.

Damn. It's so hot. What kind of weather is this.

'Gululu...'

'Gululu...'

After another bottle of cola, he felt a little better.

But the sweat on his body was still flowing non-stop. It felt like his whole body was soaking in water.

Forget it, let's get to the point.

'After you killed Chen Yongfu, why didn't you dispose of the body?'

'What Chen Yongfu?'

'You're the one who hung him up?'

'What hanging up?'

'You killed someone, and you're not admitting it?'

'Baka! I didn't kill anyone!'

'Then your partner did! Tell me, who is your partner?'

'You idiot! I'll tell you!'

'You...'

Zhang Yong was choked.

Damn. The Japanese spy is really arrogant.

He reached out and grabbed a leather whip. It was damp.

'Snap!'

'Snap!'

He whipped it directly at the other person's face.

Everyone around them turned their faces away in horror. They couldn't bear to watch.

Hey, it's not meant to hit the face!

Hitting the face can kill someone. It can blow their brains out.

Don't look at how soft the whip is. If you whip hard enough, it can blow someone's brains out.

However, Zhang Yong was aiming for the other person's head.

He was a little irritated now. Unhappy. Very angry. He needed to let off steam.

He didn't dare touch Yang Lichu. So he had to take it out on the Japanese spy.

Beat the shit out of him. I told you to keep quiet.

He kept on beating him until he was exhausted. Then he stopped. Then he noticed that the Japanese spy had fainted.

Oh, that was a bit brutal. He had beaten the man senseless.

He had failed his professional skills test!

Never mind, he wouldn't get any more information. This guy was a dead man.

'Let's go!'

and waved to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping was taken aback for a moment.

'Where are we going?'

'To catch the Japanese spy tonight.'

'Huh?'

'Don't sleep tonight. Stay up!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Ping dared not be negligent.

This was a task ordered from above, and he dared not be negligent.

They were talking about the fate of the country and all that. Anyone who slacked off at a time like this would definitely be thrown in jail.

Zhang Yong pointed at Yang Lichu, 'You come too!'

She's got nothing better to do than stir up trouble. We'll see if she can handle a night of this.

'Me?'

Yang Lichu looked confused.

You're going to catch Japanese spies, why do you need me?

'Do you have a camera?'

'Yes.'

'Give her a camera. She'll take photos of the scene.'

'Er...'

Yang Lichu bites her lip.

This damned Zhang Yong. Taking revenge for personal reasons.

What need is there to take photos when capturing a Japanese spy?

But she dares not show weakness. Nor does she want to beg for mercy.

'Fine!'

She agrees.

She sets off with the camera.

'Where to?'

'Antique Street first!'

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'Go!'

Zhang Ping ordered the soldiers to set off.

The convoy sped towards Antique Street. Half an hour later, they arrived.

Zhang Yong looked at his watch. It was around 9pm. Antique Street was quite busy. It was much more crowded than during the day. It seems that most people like to go out at night to pick up bargains!

The group passed by Gu Mozhai. They happened to see Gu Mozhai standing in the doorway.

They glanced at him.

Then they walked straight past.

Gu Mozhai: ...

So this guy really is from the Special Branch of the Fuxing Society!

Strange, why is there also an airport security guard?

Later, Zhang Yong was seen entering the nearby Zhiyan Zhai.

'There's also a military policeman?'

Gu Mozhai wondered in secret.

He couldn't figure out Zhang Yong's background. It seemed like he had a lot of power?

He could actually command a military policeman? He didn't seem like an ordinary person!

So he stood at the door and watched the excitement quietly.

Everyone around was watching the excitement, so naturally no one noticed him.

'What have you found?'

Zhang Yong asked Gu Bafeng as he arrived at the Rixian Studio.

Gu Bafeng was leading his men in a careful search of the treasures in the studio. Some of the treasures were being catalogued.

Why just some?

Because some of them would definitely not be catalogued. Everyone knew why. The precious, small items would end up in someone's pocket.

'What's valuable?' Zhang Yong asked Gu Bafeng quietly.

'Nothing too valuable. At most a few hundred taels,' said Gu Bafeng angrily. "This brat must have stored all the treasures somewhere else. We haven't found them yet.'

'I knocked the brat out cold. But he still won't confess," Zhang Yong said helplessly.

If all else fails, they can take it back to Chicken and Goose Lane and use electricity.

Electricity seemed to be quite effective when dealing with Japanese spies before. But if you're not careful, it can also kill someone.

Continue searching.

Zhang Yong silently scanned the area.

Within the surveillance range, he did not see any Japanese. A little disappointed.

Could it be that this Zhen Zhenghao did not have any accomplices?

Impossible. They definitely had accomplices.

Grave robbers always worked in gangs. One person could not do it alone. Where the hell was his accomplice?

Could it be that no one had checked Antique Street?

'You stay here and keep watch. I'll go next door and check out Gu Mozhai.'

'You know someone from Gu Mozhai?'

'I know this one,'

Zhang Yong gave a sign.

Gu Bafeng immediately understood. This was a sign of tribute.

The owners of the antique street all had some kind of connections. So it turned out that Gu Mozhai was backed by Zhang Yong!

Zhang Yong strode over to Gu Mozhai.

'Sir...'

'Boss Gu!'

'Come in!'

Gu Mozhai invited Zhang Yong in.

Zhang Yong looked around. He asked with his eyes. How did the traitor get dealt with?

Gu Mozai nodded. It means it has been dealt with.

Zhang Yong was relieved.

'By the way, do you know Zhen Zhenghao?'

'Of course I do! We're from the same street. How could I not know him?'

'He's Japanese. I just caught him.'

'What?'

Gu Mozai was quite surprised.

Zhen Zhenghao is actually Japanese? How is that possible?

He seems to have been in the antique street for many years? At least seven years or more.

'He's from the Japanese Kwai Agency.'

'Oh...'

'Can you gather a few of your own people?'

'For what?'

'I suspect this son of a bitch has a radio or something. I'll find out and then give it to you to use. Otherwise, it'll all go to someone else.'

'Will it work?'

'Wait for my news. I'll send you a message when the time comes.'

'Okay!'

Gu Mozhai nodded.

Zhang Yong took a jade pendant in passing.

'How much is this?'

'The asking price is 3,800.'

'You're a greedy merchant. How much exactly?'

'Sold for 30 taels of silver.'

'I'll take it then. Consider it a tribute from you.'

'Good!'

Gu Mozhai nodded.

Zhang Yong then returned with the jade pendant.

Gu Bafeng saw it and smiled, saying, 'This thing doesn't seem to be worth much. You've missed the mark.'

'He hasn't had much business lately. I can't kill the goose that lays the golden eggs,' Zhang Yong said without any pretence. "Don't worry, as long as he keeps his shop on Antique Street, there will be plenty of benefits. In the future, your Military Police Command will also look after him. I've finally managed to get a few shops going, don't ruin it for me.'

'Be careful. No one would dare to ruin your business," Gu Bafeng said with a smile, "I'll arrange some business for him later.'

'That's not necessary," Zhang Yong laughed, as if to add a little protection for Gu Mozhai.

With the cover of the Fuxing Society and the Military Police Command, ordinary people will not come looking for trouble with him. If they do, he can step in directly.

Yes, Gu Mozhai is under my protection. Do I get some benefits from him? Is there a problem?

Which one of you doesn't have a few shops behind you getting benefits?

Step forward. I'll beat you to death!

He boldly demanded a bribe, but no one suspected him.

Then he changed the subject, 'Since there are no clues here, we'll close it for now. We can deal with it later! That bastard can run, but he can't hide.'

'That's good,' Gu Bafeng nodded. He came down and sealed up Zhiyan Studio.

Zhang Yong was about to speak when his map in his head showed that another red dot had cut in.