Chapter 351: Gloria

There weren't many customers in the coffee shop.

It was probably daytime. Or maybe no one cared about business.

People were trading information. Prices were calculated in US dollars and British pounds. Who still sold coffee?

The receptionist was also lazy. She didn't even react when she saw Zhang Yong come in.

Zhang Yong arrived at the reception desk.

The receptionist was a young blonde.

Blonde beauties are usually very pretty when they are young.

Why do I have to emphasise the word young?

Because after the age of 30, they usually become like buckets.

'Hello...'

'What do you want?'

'Something.'

Zhang Yong handed over a hundred-dollar bill.

The blonde receptionist took the bill and counted it. Then she put it away.

She then brought him a piece of notepaper and told him to register the information himself.

So lazy...

Not even the most basic service!

Big sister, this is a hundred dollars! Dollars! Dollars! Not something else!

At least you can force a fake smile. Okay...

A hundred dollars can buy a person. Really.

So high-end!

'Beauty, are you the only person here?'

'Yes.'

'Aren't you afraid that I'll kidnap you?'

'What would you do with me?'

'Go home and have a baby.'

'...

The blonde girl ignored him.

She continued to keep her head down. It looked like she was organising something.

'When will you get in touch?'

'Within the day.'

'How many hours is that?'

'If it's not a holiday, it'll be within 24 hours.'

'You still have holidays.'

'Not your holidays. Ours.'

'Russia?'

'Yes!'

the blonde beauty replied.

Zhang Yong nodded. So she was also a white Russian beauty.

So he registered the information.

'Where is the highest-end hotel in Jinling?'

'The Liuguo Hotel.'

'Oh, okay!'

Zhang Yong then changed the contact information to Room 306 at the Hotel of Six Nations.

Incidentally, he had never checked out of this room! The last time he went back to Songhu, he also forgot to check out. I wonder if the hotel has taken it back?

It seems that the deposit he gave was enough for three months. It shouldn't have been taken back.

Even if it was, it's fine. He wants this room. If someone else is already staying in it, he'll just find a way to switch rooms.

Checked in.

Handed the sticky note back.

The young blonde took the note and said lightly, 'That's fine.'

'Beauty, how long have you been in China?' Zhang Yong felt that it was really not worthwhile to write a few words just because he had come all this way.

'More than two years.'

'You speak Chinese very well.'

'Really? Thank you for your praise.'

'Are you free in the evening?'

'Sorry. I have to work the night shift.'

'What about tomorrow?'

'I'm not free either.'

'When are you free?'

'I'm never free.'

'My dear, I'm really hurt by your answer...'

'Sorry. We don't get involved with our clients in any personal relationships. If you need anything, I can give you a card.'

'What card?'

'The Royal Nightclub.'

'What?'

'There are many prettier girls than me in there. They'd be happy to provide you with a service.'

'Do I have to pay extra?'

'500 silver dollars. Or 50 US dollars.'

'That's extortion!'

'You're welcome!'

The young blonde girl acted like she was doing her job.

Of course Zhang Yong didn't want to pay fifty dollars. Really. He still had something for free.

He had to work hard, sweat, and pant, and then he had to pay. No way.

It wasn't even worth a dollar.

He left.

He left the café.

Just then, an extended Cadillac pulled up in front of the door.

A foreign man with a pot belly got out.

Zhang Yong took one look and recognised the other person. It was actually Chepolov.

Strange. Why was he here?

He had never actually met Chibrov. But he had the other man's information.

Li Boqi had prepared it for him.

A figure like Chibrov could not possibly have escaped the notice of the Fuxing Society.

There was no detailed information. There were photos. And not just one photo. There were photos of him from different angles and in different outfits.

So he recognised him at first glance. However, Chibrov did not recognise Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong looked around quietly.

He didn't see Kypov's bodyguard. He came here alone.

It's strange, this guy, actually came to Jinling alone?

Isn't he afraid of being shot in the back?

Anyway, Kypov should have many enemies.

At least, the Red Soviet Union...

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. He noticed someone nearby moving.

To be precise, the map showed that a dozen small white dots were quietly approaching the café.

If you just stand in the doorway and look, you might see only two or three people approaching. Because you can't see the others. So, it's possible that no one will pay attention.

However, the map indicates that people are approaching from other directions as well, forming a state of siege.

Zhang Yong immediately thought of himself.

Is it coming for me? Or is it coming for Chepolov?

Or is it someone else?

Without saying a word, he immediately woke up and paid full attention.

His life is important.

No matter what the other party wants to do, he cannot just sit there and do nothing.

Otherwise, what if a stray bullet hits him?

He quickly went over to Zhang Ping and whispered, 'We're being ambushed.'

'What?' Zhang Ping was shocked and subconsciously drew his gun, but Zhang Yong held him back, 'Don't do anything rash. Retreat into the café.'

'Okay,' Zhang Ping hurriedly hid in the café.

Zhang Yong gave Yang Zhi and the others a wink. Yang Zhi also led his men into the café.

Over here, after entering the café, Kyprov actually disappeared. He didn't speak to the blonde.

Apparently, he should come here often. He is familiar with the place.

Zhang Yong came to the beautiful policewoman and said bluntly, 'Beauty, what are you going to do?'

'What do you mean?' The blonde didn't change her expression.

'Someone has surrounded the café,' Zhang Yong said coldly, 'what are you going to do?'

'Surround?' The blonde frowned. She then picked up the phone. Then she noticed that the phone line had been cut. The receiver did not respond at all.

At this point, her expression finally changed a little. She said to Zhang Yong, 'You guys get out of here! It's none of your business! Don't get in the way.'

'Is this something among your Russians?'

'Yes!'

'Oh, then it's fine.'

Zhang Yong then waved his hand. He led the men out.

Sure enough, three Russians came in from outside. They were all big and burly.

They were all at least a head taller than Zhang Yong.

Any one of them would have weighed more than twice as much as Zhang Yong!

Boy, the polar bears are not bluffing.

With such a tough build, a pistol round probably wouldn't even work. You might not even be able to kill them with an empty clip. You'd need at least a rifle round.

If it was a 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine gun round, that would be even better.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong was not blessed with the pleasure of watching the competition between them. He didn't want to get caught in the crossfire either.

Get in the car.

Let's go.

Go to the Hotel de Paris.

Sure enough, Room 306 had not been cleared.

So they waited for the call in Room 306.

They thought they would have to wait a long time, but who knew, the call came in less than two hours.

'What information do you need?'

'About Gloria.'

'Which Gloria?'

'The one related to Gao Yuanhang.'

'Keep waiting!'

The other party hung up.

The main point was a mystery. There was no mention of how long to wait.

So just keep waiting!

As a result, the night passed. The phone didn't ring.

But Zhang Yong wasn't in a hurry. The phone didn't ring for a long time. This meant that the other party didn't have information about Gloria.

In fact, this was a good thing.

If the other party responded quickly, that would be bad.

Only unpopular information needs time to process. Popular information is already prepared.

It wasn't until the next morning that the phone rang.

'Five hundred dollars.'

'That's too much.'

'Do you want it or not? If not, I'll sell it to the Japanese.'

'Isn't Gloria in the hands of the Japanese?'

'Five hundred dollars.'

'Deal.'

Zhang Yong gritted his teeth.

Damn. What a ridiculous price.

Five hundred dollars for someone's information. It's outrageous.

Do you know how much 500 US dollars is worth?

You can buy a Ford car with that!

Damn it...

However, at this moment, there was nothing he could do to refuse. If the information about Gloria fell into the hands of the Japanese, it would be even worse.

He had to admit that this Safiya really knew how to raise the price. She also knew how to threaten.

'In one hour, you will send 500 US dollars in an envelope to 137 Haitang Street. You will hand over the money and the information at the same time.'

'137 Haitang Street.'

'Yes.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Let's go to Haitang Street then!

I hope the other party keeps their word. Otherwise...

He would never hand over 500 US dollars. It would be too painful.

'Let's go!'

He took someone to 137 Haitang Street.

He didn't even wrap the money in a letter. He wouldn't be that stupid.

He won't pay until he sees the rabbit.

He won't pay until he sees Gloria.

They arrived at 137 Haitang Street. They discovered that it was actually a church. It seemed to be an Eastern Orthodox church. Russian.

They looked around. They didn't see anything unusual. So they arranged for someone to keep watch. Then they went inside.

The church was empty. There was no one there. No. There was someone there. Head down. It looked like a woman.

Zhang Yong immediately became alert.

He had encountered this kind of scene before.

It was Sakata Kazuo who killed someone and left them on a church pew.

Now he sees the same scene. Could it be that this woman has also been killed?

Damn, what is the other party up to?

He waves his hand.

Yang Zhi leads a few agents and approaches from the side, guns raised.

The main focus is 360 degrees without dead angles.

No matter what the other party does, they are likely to be shot in a hail of bullets.

Zhang Yong walks carefully at the end. At the same time, he vigilantly monitors the map. He is afraid that there are a large number of strangers approaching around him.

That would be tragic, falling into a trap.

Rash. I didn't even bring Wei Yong. A small team might not be enough!

'You...' Zhang Ping felt that Zhang Yong was very nervous.

He also became nervous.

But he didn't know what to be nervous about.

It felt like everyone in the Fuxing Society was a little neurotic and suspicious.

It's still better to stay in the Air Force.

'It's fine,'

Zhang Yong barely managed to compose himself.

As long as there are no suspicious targets within 250 meters, it is still relatively safe.

At this time, Yang Zhi and the others had already approached the target.

The target did not react in any way.

A few people stepped forward and removed the cloak from the target.

It was indeed a woman. She kept her head down. Her body was stooped.

It was discovered that her hands were tied and her mouth was also tied, and it was vaguely visible that she was also a Russian woman.

Zhang Yong looked up and down, suddenly frowned, and said, 'Are you Gloria?'