Chapter 267: Fighting Alone

Is it Kawashima Yoshiko?

Can't be sure. Quite possible.

What to answer?

Artfully conceal the past?

Haha, sorry. No such ability.

So...

'Are you Kawashima Yoshiko?' Zhang Yong asked directly.

The other person fell silent. After ten long seconds, she asked sullenly, 'Who are you? Why are you at the Yin residence?'

This was a very bad sign.

She immediately envisaged the worst.

However, for some reason, she felt that the situation was even worse than she had judged.

'Are you Kawashima Yoshiko?' Zhang Yong continued to ask.

'Hah! Who the hell are you?' The woman on the other end of the line was a little exasperated.

'Are you Kawashima Yoshiko?' Zhang Yong persisted.

'Baka! How dare you interfere in our affairs, I'll make sure you die without a burial!'

'Are you Kawashima Yoshiko?'

'Baka!'

The woman hung up the phone angrily.

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?

Slowly put the phone down.

Did I say something wrong?

I don't think I did anything wrong, do I?

I was quite polite...

Why is the other person so angry?

Could it be that there are still treasures of courtesy in the Yoon mansion?

Okay, I'm pumped up now.

I hurriedly studied the system map in detail. I searched carefully.

There were a hundred old rifles and 300 old submachine guns. They were worthless. If I sold them all, I would get a few tens of thousands of dollars.

For an individual, a few tens of thousands of dollars is indeed a huge sum. But for an organisation...

Especially for someone like Kawashima Yoshiko, a few tens of thousands of dollars really isn't much.

But if there are other treasures, then it's hard to say.

Yin Mansion...

Yin Taeseok...

A Korean...

Do you think he might have hidden wealth brought from the Silla Peninsula?

The Silla Peninsula was occupied by the Japanese for decades, and if he had the intention to accumulate wealth, the amount would definitely not be small. There must be millions of dollars.

'Search!'

'See if there is anything of value.'

'Search!'

Zhang Yong gave his orders without any hesitation.

Where would a bandit show any courtesy when entering a rich man's house?

Others may be polite. But Zhang Yong definitely would not.

For all those who colluded with the Japanese invaders, regardless of their status, he had one principle – to take everything and destroy them humanely, so that they would disappear completely!

However, he himself had more important things to do. He did not participate in the search.

What was it?

Of course it was shaking someone up.

It was a matter of great importance, so he directly called Boss Dai. Boss Dai answered the phone quickly.

'Director. This is Zhang Yong...'

'Shao Long. Just say what you need to say.'

'Sir, while on a mission, I inadvertently rescued someone. His name is Tang Shengbao. He's from the Tang family...'

'Tang Shengbao? The seventh son of the Tang family?'

'I don't know his ranking. His brothers are Tang Shengzhi and Tang Shengming...'

'Where are you?'

The tone of the director's voice dropped.

Obviously, he knew about this matter. And, perhaps, he was the only one who knew.

'The concession, Avenue Joffre, Yin Mansion.'

'Have the Japanese attacked you? What are the casualties?'

'Attack? No.'

'Prepare for battle immediately. Hold out for five hours. I'll send reinforcements to support you.'

'Huh? It'll take five hours?'

'The Japanese must have taken control of the police station by now, and they won't let outsiders enter the concession easily. At the same time, they won't let any policemen get anywhere near the Yin residence on Xiafei Road. That way, they can grab people more easily.'

'Huh?'

'Shaolong, the situation is very dangerous. You must hold out. Do whatever it takes to protect Tang Shengbao's safety. If you can't hold the Yin Mansion, retreat with the people. Retreat to a place with as many people as possible. The Japanese won't dare to make a move in a crowded place. You can buy some time.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong looked like he understood but didn't.

It would take five hours to enter the concession from the outside?

Are you kidding me?

It would take an hour by car.

On second thought, it might be because they need to carry weapons. They need to coordinate with the Shanghai International Settlement Council.

Putting pressure on the parties and mediating between them is a waste of time.

Since the Japanese were prepared, it was clear that the Shanghai International Settlement Administrative Commission would not easily change its mind.

Shit, so I'm on my own?

Sure enough, trouble arising from outside is never good. One careless move and you'll get into big trouble.

'Chief, can I retreat?'

'The Japanese have definitely taken measures to control the Shanghai International Settlement Police Department and will not let you retreat. It is impossible to leave the Shanghai International Settlement peacefully.'

'Understood.'

'I'll immediately have Li Boqi bring reinforcements to support you. But negotiations will take time.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong's face was strange. It was as if he could see Li Boqi's distorted face.

How many days had it been since he had taken leave? The next day? Well, he had only just started his leave and was immediately called back. Li Boqi might even beat him up.

Nonsense...

'Do you have enough weapons and ammunition on hand?'

'Yes...'

'How many people are there?'

'A squad. Seventeen in total.'

'That's good. Take care of yourself. Just hold out for five hours.'

'Understood.'

'That's all. Call if anything happens.'

'Yes.'

'If the phone line is cut...'

'DING DING...'

The phone went dead.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on? Why did it cut out?

He subconsciously put the receiver back on the hook. After a moment, he picked it up again. He dialed.

It turned out that the call could no longer be connected.

Confused.

Then he realised that the phone line had been cut.

The host had just mentioned that the phone line might be cut. He didn't expect that it would actually be cut before he finished talking.

The Japanese invaders are really quick!

Once the phone line is cut, it means that the Japanese invaders' attack is about to begin.

The consequences of kidnapping the Tang family members can be great or small. The Japanese definitely don't want to be exposed. Therefore, they will do everything in their power to cover this up.

Angrily, he puts the receiver back down.

There's nothing I can do. I can't shake anyone. I'll have to fight alone.

Fortunately, the Yin mansion is full of weapons and ammunition. There are 300 submachine guns alone, and tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition.

He silently selected five relatively new submachine guns and put them in his personal space. He also put in a few hundred rounds of ammunition. This is called being prepared for any eventuality. Next time he encounters Li Yunya, he can give them to her.

Also, with so many weapons and ammunition, they can just arm the 19th Route Army. They are best at using these weapons.

'Found anything?'

'No.'

'Found anything?'

'No.'

There were questions and answers all around.

The secret agents were searching the villa for the treasure. But they hadn't found anything.

Zhang Yong frowned. He studied the system map carefully.

But unfortunately, there were no hidden spaces to be found.

Frowning.

This shouldn't be!

In such a large mansion, there shouldn't be any treasures at all!

'Search carefully!'

'Search thoroughly!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He was not willing to give up.

If they couldn't even find a few hundred taels of silver, then it would really have been a wasted trip.

The result...

was nothing.

There was no cash.

There were no taels of silver, no US dollars, no British pounds...

There were some other jade and gemstones, but the problem was that they couldn't be cashed in! They would have to be auctioned off.

Alas, a loss...

'Captain, should we evacuate?'

'No!'

'We'll just wait here for the enemy?'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong did not tell the truth.

It was not that he did not want to retreat. It was that they could not retreat. The safest place to be was still the Yin Mansion.

The Yin Mansion was built to be sturdy. Even if it was shelled with mortars, it could withstand dozens of rounds. The Japanese invaders would not go to the trouble of shelling it.

After all, this was Avenue Joffre. Even the use of guns was taboo. How could they use mortars?

Therefore, the Japanese invaders could only send people with guns to attack.

That's nothing to be afraid of. I have a gun too, so I'm not afraid of you.

'Then...'

'Enter combat mode. Keep a close watch in every direction.'

'Yes!'

Yang Zhi immediately arranged.

Everyone took up their positions. They were on full alert.

Those who were good with rifles used rifles.

Those who were good with pistols used pistols.

Observation posts were also set up on the rooftops to monitor the surroundings with binoculars.

It was quiet all around. There was nothing unusual.

Zhang Yong silently studies the system map. He discovers that the surrounding houses are all empty.

The five houses on the left are all empty.

The three houses on the right are also empty. There is no one inside.

He can't help but feel emotional. There are so many rich people.

They bought a house on Avenue Joffre, but no one lives there. What a waste.

Unfortunately, all the houses are detached villas that are not connected to each other. Otherwise, they would make an excellent defensive position.

Of course, there are advantages to the current situation. If necessary, several nearby houses can be used.

When the Japanese invaders launched an attack on the Yin residence, a gun suddenly appeared from behind, which was also very deadly.

'Zhou Wancan.'

'Me?'

'Yes.'

'What for?'

'Let's go check out the neighbouring houses.'

'Huh?'

Zhou Wancan was puzzled. He didn't know what Zhang Yong wanted to do.

Zhang Yong had already climbed out of the window of the side room of the villa, then jumped over the fence and landed in the courtyard of the neighbouring villa.

He started to force open the window. He was ready to enter.

Zhou Wancan became anxious and whispered, 'There might be someone inside.'

'Don't worry. There's no one here,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

'How do you know?'

'I just know.'