Chapter 318, Red Party Suspects

Continue searching along Desheng Road.

Continue looking for the so-called dragon's eye.

No luck.

Instead, we encountered a lot of fights and brawls.

It's supposed to be the police's business. But Zhang Yong was in a bad mood. So he took care of it too.

He knew at a glance that those with tattoos were gang members. So, without further ado, he arrested them all, beat them up, and then made them kneel on the ground to reflect.

'Spare my life...'

'Spare my life...'

As a result, Desheng Road was full of screams all night.

It was all the people being beaten up. Whoever had the most tattoos on their body was beaten the hardest.

There were a few so-called 'big guys', and they were all beaten almost unconscious.

Zhang Yong even got his hands dirty.

He went up and whipped him with a leather whip.

In this life, he fully experienced what it means to bully people.

In his previous life, when he encountered these gangsters, he avoided them at all costs. How dare he go and provoke them? But now, he went and whipped them.

A villain who has achieved his ambition is different from the past.

Now he is wearing the tiger skin of the Fuxing Society. He has a gun in his hand. He has the biggest backing behind him.

Whoever dares to resist will be killed on the spot!

Boss Dai has given him the power to act first and report later. He hasn't used it yet!

"Snap!'

'Snap!'

The sound of the whip was loud.

Many passers-by saw it and fled, fearing trouble.

People who didn't know the situation thought Zhang Yong was a demon who had appeared out of nowhere. He was so fierce and ruthless. It was as if he was going to beat someone to death in the street.

'Our boss Du Yuesheng...'

'Our boss Huang Jinrong...'

Some people even brought up the people behind them. As a result, they were beaten even more severely.

I'll show you Du Yuesheng!

I'll show you Huang Jinrong!

Trying to scare me? Damn, my boss's surname is Jiang! Do you see me being proud?

The whip lashed even harder.

Why didn't anyone say they were under Zhang Xiaolin?

Come on, who is under Zhang Xiaolin, just push them to the river and shoot them. No need to collect the body. It's just for Zhang Xiaolin to see.

'Captain...'

'Reporter...'

It was Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi's turn to persuade Zhang Yong gently.

They were really worried that Zhang Yong would kill someone. It seemed that there were a lot of reporters nearby!

They didn't know what was going on, but there were actually reporters here.

These reporters are not easy to deal with. They are prone to taking things out of context.

'Humph!'

Zhang Yong gradually withdrew the whip.

He saw the reporters. But he didn't care.

The Fuxing Society is in charge of everything, so what are they afraid of journalists? Believe it or not, he would even arrest journalists.

Of course, there was no need for that.

After all, the person had been beaten up, and the anger had been vented, so it was all over.

'Get lost!'

'If I see you fighting again, I'll kill you!'

'Get lost!'

Zhang Yong roared.

The person who had been beaten up and could barely take care of himself hurriedly crawled away.

He couldn't crawl on his own. He was dragged away.

Usually, these gangsters are all fierce and evil. But when they encounter people from the Fuxing Society, then it's a tragedy.

No matter how fierce you are, can you compare with the people from the Fuxing Society?

Other people have even set up light machine guns. Do you want to die or what?

If you resist, you will die for nothing if you are killed. There is no need for a crime. You will be arrested directly. You deserve to be killed.

'Captain Zhang is so imposing...'

'Why the hell didn't you go arrest your Red Party comrades and come here to eat shit? Do you want some now, while it's still hot?'

'You...'

Ye Wansheng's face suddenly turned red.

Rude.

So rude.

These roughnecks from the secret police.

None of them have any nice things to say. All they say are foul words.

He regretted showing himself.

Originally, he wanted to look down on Zhang Yong a little.

This guy is really rude. He hit someone in the street. And he did it himself. What a mess.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, he was rebuked by Zhang Yong.

What a lack of quality!

He turned around and left.

'You stay there!'

Zhang Yong shouted sternly from behind.

You want to leave? Did I say you could? Come back here!

Ye Wansheng ignored him and continued walking. He soon realised that something was wrong. There were dark muzzles all around him.

His face suddenly changed. Damn. They were all big guns.

So many Thompsons. And light machine guns! That's too much. You're going out with a light machine gun?

How scared of death are you, Zhang Yong?

Why didn't you bring a Maxim heavy machine gun?

He had no choice but to stop.

Zhang Yong came up and asked directly, 'Who are you arresting?'

'That's confidential...'

'Damn you! Answer honestly!'

'You...'

'I'll say it again, which Red Party member are you arresting? If you don't tell me, I'll beat you up right now!'

'Ah...'

Ye Wansheng let out a scream and was really beaten up.

He received a punch in the lower abdomen. His body bent over at once.

He almost vomited blood.

His subordinates wanted to come up and save him, but they were stopped. Yang Zhi, Zhong Yang and the others couldn't wait to watch the fun.

After repeated indoctrination by the leaders of the Fuxing Society at all levels, they also regard the Special Agents Headquarters as the enemy. Zhang Yong beat Ye Wansheng. That is a conflict between the enemy and me. You want to save someone? First ask if I in my hand gun will agree!

"Damn, slandering our Special Agents Headquarters as having a creep, right!'

'Damn, let you creep! Let you creep! Let...'

Zhang Yong continued to beat him up.

Ye Wansheng finally coughed up blood from the beating.

In a fight between the two of them, he really wasn't Zhang Yong's match. He was completely suppressed.

If anyone else had come, they could easily have defeated Zhang Yong. It was just him, Ye Wansheng, who couldn't. He was now regretting it beyond words.

He had already been beaten up once last time by the Jinling Qinhuai River, and he hadn't learned his lesson. Really.

What's the point of fighting with a psychopath like Zhang Yong! You're just looking for death.

He felt incredibly aggrieved again.

'What creeper? I don't know...'

'You still won't admit it! Jin Shi Wang said it. You're still arguing! Slandering us!'

'I, I, I was just acting along with you!'

'Get out! Is your secret headquarters that kind-hearted? Acting along with us?'

'It's true, it's true, it's true...'

'You want to die!'

Zhang Yong punched him again.

He was secretly surprised. Sure enough, there was something wrong with this creeper.

There is no real creeper at all. It is just a smokescreen deliberately released by Chu Zuo or someone else to lure the snake out of its hole.

As it turned out, Li Jingzhi really took the bait. She paid close attention to the movements of the creeper.

That Chen Mei is also a deep and hidden talent.

She deliberately let Li Jingzhi learn about the creeper and then come and tell herself.

Perhaps, behind the scenes, Chu Zuo is also investigating her.

The Director is also worried that he is a member of the Red Party. So, to fish, you have to see if you will take the bait.

Fortunately, he is not really a member of the Red Party, so he is behaving normally.

However, Li Jingzhi...

She is now his real woman.

It is impossible to say that he is not responsible for her. She must not be allowed to get into trouble.

Fortunately, she is not really a member of the Red Party either. There is no contact person. There is no channel for passing on information or anything.

Alas, this Fuxing Society is really terrifying.

Everyone is cunning and treacherous, and Chu Zuo is the best of them.

Just the two of them, him and Li Jingzhi, are newcomers, and it is really difficult to survive in the Fuxing Society. One mistake and it's the end. You won't even know how you died.

It is certain that if Chu Zuo has a murderous intent on him, he will never deal with it openly. Instead, he will have someone secretly assassinate him.

Perhaps he will even arrange for an assassin directly. A shot to the head will send him to the Western Paradise.

Then they could blame it on the Japanese. Two birds with one stone.

He grabbed Ye Wansheng by the collar.

Lowering his voice, he said

'Tell me, is this because of me?'

'You?'

'Tell me!'

'No. No. No.'

'You're still trying to deny it.'

'The whole thing started with the leak two years ago, and you had nothing to do with it!'

'Really?'

'You...'

Ye Wansheng was speechless.

He really wanted to say, 'You're just like the Red Party, aren't you?

Or should I say, you're worthy of being in the Red Party?

You should look at yourself in the mirror. With your kind of character, you're not even worthy of cleaning the shoes of the Red Party, are you?

Other people in the Red Party have beliefs. Do you?

Which Red Party organisation is blind enough to let scum like you in? Pah!

Of course, he didn't dare say it.

He was afraid of getting beaten up.

'Hmph!'

Zhang Yong let go of his hand.

If it wasn't about him, then it was fine.

He really had nothing to do with the leak two years ago. And neither did Li Jingzhi.

As long as Li Jingzhi didn't pry, then it was fine.

Tonight, when he went home, he would sleep with her. He would blow her mind and tell her not to pry for a while...

'Get out!'

His mood improved slightly.

Ye Wansheng had fled in a state of disarray, taking his men with him.

He swore secretly that he would never meet this bastard again. Every time they met, nothing good happened. It was just bad luck.

Suddenly, a very strange thought came to him.

If only Zhang Yong were a member of the Red Party.

The Red Party had principles and humanity, and he would not be afraid to meet them.

But a scumbag like Zhang Yong, the scum of the scum, meeting him was like meeting the devil. One word: miserable!

'Bah!'

'He doesn't deserve it!'

he cursed angrily.

Inside, he cursed Zhang Yong 18,000 times.

'Bah!'

Behind him, Zhang Yong also spat.

The country is in peril, the survival of the nation is at stake, and you're still arresting Red Party members!

"Captain Jin, had enough fun?'

'Zhang, haha...'

Jin Lin popped up from the side. He kept smiling from ear to ear.

Zhang Yong had seen him a long time ago. Just now, Jin Lin tried to leave, but Zhang Yong caught him by the arm.

Don't run, I need to talk to you.

There was nothing Jin Lin could do but wait. Waiting to be summoned.

'You're going after the Red Party too?'

'Cooperating, cooperating...'

'The Red Party is on Desheng Road?'

'That's what the intelligence says. I'm not really sure.'

'Forget it. Without accurate intelligence, wandering around like this won't get you anywhere.'

'Sometimes you have to take a chance when arresting people.'

'You won't arrest me, will you?'

'What?'

'Captain Jin won't arrest me as a Red Party member, will he?'

'How dare I... how dare I...'

'So, I'm a suspect of being a Red Party member?'

'No, no.'

Jin responded hastily. He thought to himself, you're not a suspect of anything.

If a scumbag like you can become a Red Party member, then the Red Party is really blind, and the end is near.

If I were a member of the Red Party, I wouldn't want someone like you.

I wouldn't even give you money.

Of course, he couldn't say this out loud. Ye Wansheng had already given him a lecture.

'Really?'

'I swear to God. If you are suspected of being a member of the Red Party, may my entire family die!'

'Er...'

Okay, the other person is ruthless enough.

He swears on his entire family. There is no beating around the bush.

I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Do I feel like I've been despised?

I don't even have the qualifications to be a Red Party member?

'Fine, go ahead. If you need support, just let me know. Our Restoration Society also seems to have the function of catching Reds...'

'Understood. I will if there is a need.'

'Goodbye!'

'Goodbye!'

Jin Lin said goodbye and left.

He thought to himself, I'm asking you for help? You wish!

Your Restoration Society wants to take credit from our Special Agent Headquarters? Dream on!

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Behind him, Zhang Yong sneezed repeatedly.

He was definitely being cursed. It was definitely Ye Wansheng and Jin Lin.

But...

What the hell!

Let's catch some Japanese spies!

In a good mood, catch some Japanese spies. Celebrate.

In a bad mood, catch some Japanese spies. Vent.

'Let's go!'

The team continued on.