Chapter 399: Got another one!

That seventh concubine is really pretty.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but stare a few more times.

Damn, traitorous dog!

How could I have such good fortune!

Then he sat lazily on the sofa. Leaning back. A little sleepy.

He hadn't slept all night, fighting and killing. Although the income was very rich, he couldn't keep going like this!

But there was no choice, if you want to make money, you have to endure hardship.

Yawn. Hold on.

The two people in the bed shivered. They wanted to speak, but were afraid to.

The woman could be ignored. The man was Tang Guoyuan.

Looking around at the dark guns and Zhang Yong sitting on the sofa, Tang Guoyuan felt his heart racing with fear.

Who was the other party?

What did they want?

Most importantly, how did they get in?

Why were they so precise, taking control of everyone as soon as they entered?

Why did the bodyguards around him not react at all?

These bastards! They're all useless!

However, he secretly felt relieved that there was no gunfire.

Otherwise...

He might already be covered in bullet holes.

The other party came prepared.

He was completely passive.

'My name is Liu Heizi. I'm from Shanghai.' Zhang Yong spoke slowly.

Yu Lexing suddenly turned his face.

Mainly because he felt a bit embarrassed.

Zhang Yong had used this opening line many times.

How could someone like him pretend to be Liu Heizi? It was a joke. It was full of holes. But he enjoyed it.

And Fu Jiazheng actually believed it.

He really thought Zhang Yong was a fierce dragon crossing the river, here to kick down the door.

He didn't know how much Tang Guoyuan would believe.

'Liu Heizi?' Tang Guoyuan was puzzled.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that name. Never heard of it.

His knowledge of the Shanghai gangs was limited to Du Yuesheng, Huang Jinrong, Zhang Xiaolin and others.

Tianjin and Shanghai were far apart. There was no connection between them.

That side was the world of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang syndicates, and in a sense, they were natural rivals to the northern syndicates.

Beiping and Jinling had been fighting each other for the past 20 to 30 years.

Behind each of them were different interest groups fighting fiercely to seize power.

'Right,' Zhang Yong nodded and continued, "I'm sorry for visiting so late at night. I've offended you.'

'Can I get up and put some clothes on?" Tang Guoyuan was still naked.

'No,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

Tang Guoyuan: ...

You're nuts. You can't do that?

I'm fucking desperate. I want to get up and go to the toilet...

'Let's just talk.'

'Go ahead. What do you want?'

'Money.'

'You...'

Tang Guoyuan was at a loss for words.

He had seen shameless people before, but never one as shameless as this.

If you want money, just ask for it. Can't you be a bit more subtle? Can't you at least use a euphemism? Something like 'begging for alms' or 'asking for charity'.

You just asked for money, and you made me feel so awkward.

If I don't give it to you, you'll shoot me. If I do give it to you, it'll break my heart. You've left me with no room for manoeuvre.

'How much do you want?'

'Everything.'

'What?'

'Your worldly possessions. I want everything I can take with me.'

'Why don't you just go...'

Tang Guoyuan almost blurted out. He wanted to rebuke the other party for not going to rob. But then he suddenly realised that the other party seemed to have come to rob him.

This was a bit difficult.

The other party had come prepared. And they were coming in a fierce manner.

The only way to avoid trouble was to pay up.

If things went badly, he might end up lying on this bed forever.

'Jianghu ethics...'

'You can choose between money and life.'

'You...'

Tang Guoyuan tried to stall for time.

Zhang Yong nudged him. Cao Mengqi came up and held Tang Guoyuan down,

while Nangong Hanqing came up and pressed a damp piece of kraft paper over Tang Guoyuan's face. It sealed his mouth and nose tightly.

Ouyang Sheng took a glass of water and slowly poured it over the kraft paper.

Tang Guoyuan saw that the other party was serious and hurriedly nodded desperately.

I'll pay!

I'll pay!

Don't do that! It'll kill someone!

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Nangong Hanqing then tore open the kraft paper.

'I'll pay!'

'I'll pay it all!'

Tang Guoyuan immediately changed his mind.

He was a man who knew how to adapt to circumstances. He didn't want to die just like that.

He still wanted to be smothered alive.

No one could bear this kind of torture passed down from the Qing Dynasty.

In the end, the money was gone and the person was dead, isn't that...

If you lose your wealth, at least you still have your real estate. There is still a chance to make a comeback.

'I need to make a phone call...'

'No need.'

'Tell me where all your wealth is. I'll go and get it myself.'

'It's at... at Yuanlin Road...'

Tang Guoyuan gave several addresses.

A crafty rabbit has three dens. Of course he wouldn't keep all his money in the same place.

Zhang Yong believed that the other party had not confessed everything either. However, these were sufficient. So someone was immediately sent to collect them. If Tang Guoyuan lied, he was asking for death.

'Where is Yang Junjian?' Turning to the topic at hand.

'Who?' Tang Guoyuan tried to remember.

'A Kuomintang pilot who landed nearby. Fu Jiazhen said you were hiding him.'

'Bullshit! When did I hide him? The man is at Huang Siniang's place! At his Dafa Casino. Fu Jiazhen knows it himself! He knows the pilot is at the Dafa Casino!'

'I believe Fu Jiazhen!'

'He, he, he knows nothing! I saw Yang What's-his-name the day before yesterday! The Japanese told me to give him a message, to tell him to think carefully about how he's going to expose the Jinling government...'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes flashed.

So Yang Junjian is indeed gambling at the Dafa Casino?

I saw him there the day before yesterday. He hasn't been moved in the last two days.

Good, finally we have some concrete information about Yang Junjian. These traitors are really useful. A little intimidation and they all talk.

The Japanese are really stupid. They actually handed Yang Junjian over to them.

Don't the Japanese know that these traitors are unreliable?

Come to think of it, the Japanese had no choice. They had to do it. They had to rely on these traitors to get things done.

Yang Junjian was useless in Japanese hands. He could only be of use if he was placed in the hands of these traitors. Dung beetles must stick together!

It was inevitable. The preparations for the press conference and the expose had to be carried out by a group of traitors.

Dafa Casino...

Yang Junjian is...

Hmm. A frontal assault would definitely not work.

Dafa Casino is too close to the Japanese concession. It is less than 200 metres away.

Once Dafa Casino fires its gun, the nearby Japanese invaders will immediately come.

As long as a small Japanese squad arrives, the battle will reach a fever pitch. Frankly speaking, the 50 people he brought with him may not be able to defeat a small Japanese squad.

A small Japanese squad has light machine guns and grenade launchers, which are all powerful weapons.

Don't think that the Japanese's bent machine gun is rubbish. In the hands of veteran Japanese soldiers, it cannot fire continuously.

Moreover, the accuracy of Japanese veterans was very high. Countless Chinese people were killed by the machine guns. It can be said that it is a weapon with countless crimes. It should not be underestimated.

There are also grenade launchers. They are also very insidious.

The maximum range is a few hundred metres. In the hands of veterans, it is very accurate. The range is much longer than a grenade.

Once you are targeted by a Japanese grenade launcher, there is little chance of survival.

Later, when the full-scale war broke out, the machine gunners of the National Army were basically eliminated by the Japanese grenade launchers.

In particular, the Maxim heavy machine gun positions were completely targeted. It can be said that the losses were very heavy.

'You make a phone call and ask Huang Siniang to come out.'

'Me?'

'Yes. Ask him to come here. Shuimen Hutong.'

'I...'

Tang Guoyuan shook his head.

Zhang Yong's face gradually grew gloomy.

What?

Not cooperating?

Then I have been too good to you.

I just used parchment.

Now, use a rake!

'It's not that I'm not cooperating,' Tang Guoyuan hurriedly explained, 'it's just that Huang Siniang will never leave the Dafa Casino. It's his home. He only trusts it.'

'The Japanese called him and he still won't come?' Zhang Yong sneered.

'Japanese? Who?'

'Bring him in!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Soon, Ouyang Sheng led someone in with a bodyguard in handcuffs.

Tang Guoyuan: ? ? ?

Confused.

Can't figure out what's going on?

What does his own bodyguard have to do with the Japanese? There are so many bodyguards, why did they pick on just one?

'What's your name?' Zhang Yong asked the bodyguard askance.

'Chen Yihai,' the bodyguard answered dejectedly.

'I asked you your Japanese name.'

'You've got it wrong. I'm not Japanese. Really.'

'Be a good boy and answer seriously.'

'I...'

The bodyguard kept his head down. He looked very torn.

Of course he was Japanese. He was the one planted next to Tang Guoyuan.

He couldn't figure out why he had been exposed.

As soon as the other person entered, he focused on him.

Now the other person even directly exposed his Japanese identity. It made him puzzled. The unknown often leads to panic.

'Do you think I would casually ask you questions?'

'I...'

'Now, I'll give you a chance. Say your Japanese name, pretend to be staff officer Kazuhiko Wachi, and call Huang Sinian. Then I'll let you go.'

'How do I know you're telling the truth?'

'My name is Liu Heizi, and I have an impeccable reputation. You have no choice.'

'I...'

The Japanese spy was silent.

He couldn't tell if Zhang Yong was fishing.

However, he did have no choice.

If he didn't confess, the other party would definitely kill him.

At this point, killing one or two people seems normal!

It would be strange not to kill someone.

Even killing everyone would be normal. To kill someone to keep them quiet, or to kill someone to take their goods, isn't that killing someone first?

'Kiriya Yamashita,' the Japanese spy finally confessed.

'Very good,' Zhang Yong nodded slowly, 'now you call Huang Sinian and say that you are very angry with Tomoe Gozen and tell him to come here immediately!'

'Why?'

'Tell him the truth. Say that you and Tomoe have caught Tang Guoyuan slacking off, indulging in alcohol and women, and spending all day messing around with women. He's been neglecting his duties, so he needs to come over and receive a reprimand!'

'This...'

The Japanese spy was silent.

Tang Guoyuan's face turned ugly.

He never imagined that there was a Japanese person among his bodyguards.

Anyway, this bodyguard has been with him for three years.

In other words, the Japanese planted someone next to him three years ago.

They know every move he makes.

Hagah!

Damn the Japanese!

I thought they really trusted me. I never thought...

'I'll give you five minutes,'

Zhang Yong began to close his eyes to rest.

The Japanese spy, Yamashita, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up the phone.

The desire to survive eventually prevailed.

The Japanese spy handed the phone to Tang Guoyuan. Tang Guoyuan had to make the call first.

Tang Guoyuan was having bad luck himself. He wished that Huang Sini would also have bad luck. Naturally, they cooperated angrily. He immediately picked up the phone. He called the Dafa Casino and

'I am Tang Guoyuan!'

'I am looking for Huang Sini!'

'Tell him to answer the phone!'

'Wake him up even if he is sleeping! Bastard! Wake him up now!'

Suddenly, he yelled angrily.

Sure enough, the other party did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly went to report.

Soon afterwards, Huang Siniang answered the phone.

'Tang, what's the big deal? It's the middle of the night, what are you doing up?'

'Come out for a bit. It's important.'

'What is it?'

'Come over here. You'll know when you're here.'

'Tang, you're being so mysterious, what is it? Be clear. Otherwise, I'm not going out.'

'Just wait!'

Tang Guoyuan handed the phone to Kireya Yamashita.

Kireya Yamashita took the phone and started to rant at the other end of the line, 'Baka! @#¥¥%...'

A string of Japanese words flew out.

He sounded very angry.

Huang Sinian on the other end of the line was confused. He was also a little nervous.

Who was this person?

Why was he shouting at me in Japanese?

Vaguely, it seemed like he understood some of it. But most of it was incomprehensible.

The only thing he was sure of was that the other person's Japanese was very pure. Definitely a real Japanese person. Who on earth was it? Why was he exploding at him?

'Taijun...'

'Tang Guoyuan, addicted to wine and women. Haha! The Chief of the Secret Service is very angry! Tell you to come to Shuimen Hutong, hahaha!'

'Shuimen Hutong?'

Huang Sini's brows furrowed.

He knew that Tang Guoyuan had a woman in Shuimen Hutong.

What was going on?

How did the Japanese find out about it?

Or was it the Chief of Special Services? Who was it? Was it Kazuhiko Wachi? It seemed that he was the only one in charge of the Special Services...

Addicted to wine and women?

Neglecting his duties?

Could it be that the Japanese felt that they were too corrupt?

Did Kazuhiko Wachi actually go to Shuimen Hutong? Could it be the scene where Tang Guoyuan was arrested? So, he was very angry and wanted to arrest him and give him a lecture?

Hachi...

couldn't help but curse in his heart.

You Japanese people's hands are really too long-reaching.

We just slept with a few more women, and you're still angry? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, and you still want to scold?

However, he didn't doubt it for a second.

He also knew the Japanese character. They are lenient with themselves, but strict with others.

On the surface, they disguise themselves as righteous and sit upright. In fact, behind their backs, they are full of tricks, sneaky, and there are many kinds of despicable dealings.

They start tossing and turning before dawn, which is also a characteristic of the Japanese. They are all perverts.

'Hagah!'

'I'll give you thirty minutes, get your ass over here now!'

'Hagah!'

Kiriyama Kiriya's acting skills are top notch.

Huang Sini hurriedly agreed on the phone. Then he got up.

Considering that there were Japanese in Shuimen Alley, he didn't bring too many people. It would be bad if the Japanese misunderstood.

What would the Japanese think if you marched over there with hundreds of people?

Heck no! They'll be firing machine guns first!

He set off with his men.

Zhang Yong also started moving.

Together with Yu Le Xing, he took up an ambush outside the Water Gate Alley.

Of course, they couldn't wait for Huang Siniang to arrive at the Water Gate Alley. Otherwise, there was a high probability that they would be discovered.

Huang Siniang would definitely suspect if he didn't see the Japanese military police.

And Zhang Yong and his men couldn't possibly pretend to be Japanese military police...

Wait. It seems that it's not impossible.

As long as there is this puppet, Yamashita Kiriya, it seems like it can be tried?

Of course. Not now.

There is no Japanese military uniform yet. There is also no Type 88 rifle.

The occasion is also not right.

Ambush.

Wait silently for Huang Siniang to arrive.

This is the only way to Shuimen Hutong, and Huang Siniang will definitely pass through here.

Ten minutes...

Twenty minutes...

Finally, in the darkness before dawn, three black sedans appeared at the end of the telescope.

They're here.

There aren't many of them. We can handle them.

After entering a distance of 300 metres, the map monitor responded.

There are three cars, with four people sitting in the front and back. Only the middle one has three people.

Carefully screen them. It was found that there is only a small dot in the back row.

It is judged that it is Huang Sini.

These traitors like to sit alone in the back row.

In fact, this is a normal psychology. Who wants someone next to them? Unless it's a beautiful woman.

Even the most attentive bodyguard can't sit next to you. Just sit in the passenger seat.

'The target is in the second car. Back seat.'

'Got it!'

'There are four people in both the front and back cars. Two in the front seat. Two in the back seat.'

'Got it!'

Yu Lexing acknowledged. Then he arranged the operation.

Since the number of enemies and their specific distribution had been confirmed, it was much easier to act.

Targeted.

Division of labour.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Let the first car go, then blow out the tyres on the third car.

After the third car loses control, blow out the tyres on the second car. It's all very familiar. It's like riding a bike.

The distance is quite far, but Cao Mengqi can definitely do it.

'Squeak!'

'Squeak!'

All kinds of shrill sounds.

The two cars behind them lose control one after the other and crash into the side of the street.

'Go!'

'Go!'

Ouyang Sheng and the others immediately pounced on them.

The first car, which had not been attacked, hurriedly stopped and tried to turn around.

The result...

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

suffered continuous rifle fire.

In an instant, all four traitorous bodyguards in the car were killed.

In the face of five Springfield M1903 rifles and five Enfield Lee rifles, the car was just scraps.

The result of being ambushed by rifles was death.

In particular, the British 77s owned by Chen Gongshu and the others have an extremely fast rate of fire and are very powerful. It's just that the bullets are not easy to find. You need to use them sparingly.

Zhang Yong secretly grumbled, the bullets for the British 77s are really not easy to find...

[UNIT——]

[READY——]

Suddenly, a familiar prompt tone came from his head.

Zhang Yong hurriedly checked his personal space. It turned out that there was no increase in grenades. There were just an extra 100 rounds of British 77 bullets.

Huh?

English 77 bullets? Just produced?

No grenades? Instead, bullets?

What the heck!

What's the use of a hundred bullets!

It's better to give me ten grenades.

Really.

However, the system did not respond.

It has no communication function. There are also no instructions for use.

It is completely one-way operation.

I have no idea what it can produce, how to produce it, and what resources it needs.

And I don't know if it will improve after being activated on 7/7/37.

If it only gives a few grenades or just a hundred rounds of ammunition, then I'm screwed. It's useless.

'Get down!'

'Get down!'

Over there, Tan Haitao and the others had already rushed up and surrounded the second car.

Since they knew that the target was in this car, it was much easier to move. According to previous training and simulations, they just needed to attack methodically.

As it turned out, Huang Siniang was also a man who valued his life.

The second car did not put up any resistance. The people inside were quiet. They did not make a sound until they raised their hands in surrender.

This is the common characteristic of traitors: they are afraid of death.

If they were not afraid of death, how could they have surrendered to the Japanese?

Since they are afraid of death, how could they put up any resistance when they encounter such a situation? Of course, they immediately raised their hands in surrender, then begged for mercy and pleaded for a chance to live.

Very good, we've captured another one!

"Get down!'

'Get down!'

Soon, Huang Sini was dragged out.

Zhang Yong looked at him through his binoculars. He noticed that the guy was quite fat.

He was covered in jewellery, and a big gold chain hung around his neck. He had at least seven big gold rings on each of his fingers. They were heavy rings.

If possible, he would probably have a gold robe made and wear it himself.

He can't wait for people to know that he's rich.

Just strip him.

Take all the gold off him.

Oh, and the gold teeth?

Wait, we'll pry those out too.

Zhang Yong stepped forward.

He bowed politely, 'Boss Huang, I've heard a lot about you.'