Chapter 439: I have done my best and have a clear conscience

The light in the underground cell was getting brighter and brighter.

The more miserable it became, the more people started to vomit.

Zhang Yong had to wave his hand. He told someone to extinguish the torches halfway.

Don't make it too bright.

There are some things that are better not to see.

Otherwise, even the agents of the Revival Society will feel extremely uncomfortable.

Except for Yu Lexing, everyone else is a police academy student.

I guess they never imagined that there could be such a disgusting place in the world when they were at school.

It's indescribable.

I can't imagine it.

I guess some people will remember this scene until the day they die.

'Nangong, get out!'

'I...'

'Get out!'

Zhang Yong's face was stern.

Nangong Hanqing was vomiting the worst.

Inspired by him, everyone except Yu Lexing was vomiting.

Strangely, Zhang Yong was unaffected.

Perhaps it was because he was so angry.

'I've taken care of the monks outside,' he said coldly.

'I'll do it!' Yu Lexing nodded.

'I'll go!' Nangong Hanqing gritted his teeth and went with a menacing air.

No one in this temple was innocent.

Those fake monks definitely knew about it.

They must have even participated in some evil deeds. They deserved to die, and their deaths would not be a waste.

What?

Interrogation?

No way.

Zhang Yong had no desire to interrogate them at the moment.

He just wanted to crush them to dust. He wasn't even satisfied with crushing them to dust.

His anger had made him lose his mind.

In fact, he didn't have much of a mind to begin with. He didn't rely on his mind for a living.

'Ah...'

'Don't touch me, don't touch me...'

'Ah...'

Suddenly, a woman screamed.

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked over. He saw a woman tied to an iron cage. Her back was facing the outside.

On her snow-white back, he could see deep whip marks. They crisscrossed. It was shocking. The wounds had already suppurated. Some were even rotting. One could imagine how much pain she must have been in.

A young police cadet tried to go over and release her, but she misunderstood. She screamed and screamed.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He told the police cadet to stop.

This woman has gone mad.

Or is on the verge of madness. She can't take any more provocation.

Alas...

What a...

Damn Wang Zhulin.

When I catch this son of a bitch, I'll make him...

Waved his hand.

He asked for a bowl of water. Then he took out four tetracycline tablets.

These are anti-inflammatory drugs. They are also life-saving drugs. Before antibiotics could be mass-produced, these sent by the system were definitely more expensive than gold.

However, tetracycline is not a cephalosporin. It is not amoxicillin. Zhang Yong is not sure how effective it is in fighting inflammation.

Now he can only try to cure her by any means possible. It depends on whether she is tough enough to survive.

He walks over to her, but does not untie her. He turns her head directly. He finds that she is quite pretty. Ignoring her, he pinches open her mouth. He pours water in. He pushes the tablet in. Then he pours more water in.

The main point is to force her to take it. She must take it. You can't refuse.

He noticed that her body was very hot.

He guessed that she had a fever from the infection.

So, he poured in another aspirin.

Is this scientific?

Only the devil knows.

Anyway, this is all he can do.

He scratched his eyebrows and beard. He watched to see if she was tough.

Then he noticed that she was looking at him with hatred. Ignore it. Then he untied her.

As a result, she was limp and paralyzed on the ground. She was like a lump of mud. She didn't have the strength to move a muscle. She couldn't even speak anymore.

Zhang Yong ignored her and continued to examine the other people's injuries.

He forced tetracycline tablets down anyone with a festering or infected wound. Then he gave them plenty of water to drink.

That was all he could do.

Whether he could save them, only God knew.

He turned around.

He left.

Suddenly, he felt someone hug his legs.

He was shocked. He looked down. He realised it was the woman he had tried to save in the first place.

She had found the strength to hold onto his calf. She refused to let go, no matter what. Zhang Yong struggled a few times, but she never let go.

Sigh...

Zhang Yong was speechless.

He actually understood what she was doing.

It was like a drowning person clutching onto a straw for help. How could they let go?

She wanted to live.

What is her crime?

In that case, he simply squatted down, took out a sharp dagger, and cut off the rotten flesh on her back. Although he was very gentle, it must have hurt.

Vaguely, he could hear her gasping for breath. Her teeth were chattering. But she didn't cry out.

She was a strong woman, after all.

In that case, he didn't hesitate. He continued to help her clean the wound. Until all the rotten flesh was removed.

He discovered that the deepest wound was not a whip wound. It was a knife wound.

Moreover, it was not a sharp knife wound.

It was more like a jagged knife wound? The wound was very rough.

What a tragedy...

She is really hardy to have survived until now.

Then he took out a dozen tetracycline tablets, crushed them, ground them into powder, and sprinkled them on the wound.

Finally, it was done.

That was all he could do.

If she could live, she would live. If not, then not.

It seemed that she sensed that Zhang Yong's actions had ended, and she slowly let go of her hands as well.

'Xie...'

'Xie...'

He heard two words from her throat.

Very faint. But very clear.

Zhang Yong nodded and patted her on the shoulder. Then he stood up. Finally, he was free to move around.

He continued to help others clean their wounds.

He didn't know how long it took...

Nan Gong Hanqing came in again and came to Zhang Yong. He said in a deep voice, 'Captain, it's all taken care of.'

'Good,' Zhang Yong nodded. He lowered his head and continued to tend to the wound.

Finally...

someone could speak with difficulty.

She was also a very, very, very pretty girl.

She seemed a bit stubborn. Her hands had been tied and she had been hung up, with only the tips of her toes touching the ground.

After being rescued, she drank some water and gradually regained a little energy. Her voice was very weak. But after all, she could speak.

'Who are you people?'

'My name is Zhang Yong. I work for the secret service of the Nationalist government. I'm arresting Japanese spies.'

'Japanese?'

'Yes. There's a monk here who's a Japanese impostor.'

'Ah...'

'Who are you?'

'We were tricked here. We were told we'd be taught to sing opera at the Liyuan. Instead, we were imprisoned here.'

'And then?'

'We were forced to serve men. If we refused, we were killed.'

'What's your name? Where are you from?'

'My name is Shen Ming, from Beiping.'

'You're from Beiping?'

'We were all students at the Beiping Women's Normal School. Wang Zhulin tricked us here.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Rong was surprised.

This Wang Zhulin really knows his stuff!

He's even got his claws into the women's normal school. There are so many beautiful girls there!

Er...

Stop!

Stop!

What are you thinking?

Hurry and save them!

'Are those your classmates?'

'Yes, there are. Zhang Rong and Cheng Yin are among them. There are nine in total. We don't know the others.'

'Good. You try to help them and get out together.'

'Understood,'

Shen Ming promised.

It was difficult to walk. One by one, they woke the others up. They explained the situation.

They learned that Zhang Yong had come to rescue them. Finally, they gathered a little strength. They could barely stand up. But they were still unable to walk.

There was nothing they could do.

Zhang Yong had no choice but to order everyone to carry them out on their backs.

They didn't care about the rags they were wearing.

They didn't care about the taboo of men and women not touching each other. Saving lives was the priority.

Zhang Yong carried one himself.

It was the one he rescued first. She was the one who was most seriously injured.

Everyone else was worried that carrying her might have unimaginable consequences. Only Zhang Yong was not afraid.

I rescued her.

I did my best. I have a clear conscience.

If you really were to die, I can only say I'm sorry...

He picked her up.

He noticed that she probably only weighed 80 kg?

Judging by her height, she should have weighed more. She must have been imprisoned for too long and starved.

'Am I dead?' she muttered.

'Not yet,' Zhang Yong replied casually, 'I'm not the Ox-Head and Horse-Face.'

'But I feel like I'm flying...'

'Sister, I'm the one carrying you. We're not flying. I'm very tired,'

'I really feel like I'm flying...'

'Forget it,'

Zhang Yong shut up.

If she was flying, so be it.

If the conversation continued, it would turn into a romance novel!

Her body was still very hot, and if there was a thermometer, it would probably be above 40 degrees. In a daze, of course she felt like she was flying.

'Will you marry me?'

'Yes,'

'You really will marry me?'

'Yes,'

Zhang Yong answered with a stern face.

What's the point of marrying you? I'm not the one who has anything to lose.

But, big sister, can you please stop jumping to conclusions? How did it come to marrying you?

"Dad...'

'Sanni...'

The woman continued to ramble.

Feverish convulsions. Confusion. That's her.

Luckily, he had his own medicine.

Otherwise, he would really have been helpless. Watching her die.

Alas...

What a tragedy!

Beauty is a curse. The more beautiful a girl is, the more likely she is to suffer misfortune...

Just look at Yang Guifei...

After a lot of trouble, he finally managed to rescue all the women from the underground prison and settle them in the annexe.

They were afraid of the light. They couldn't adapt. They were afraid of noise.

They became very sensitive to the slightest sound.

It was estimated that they would not be able to return to normal for ten or twenty days. Many of them might have lifelong psychological scars.

However, it was obviously inappropriate to leave them here at Baolin Temple.

They needed protection.

But Zhang Yong is unable to do so. He is short of manpower.

Leaving behind a small number of people is not enough to fight, and they will be vulnerable to enemy attacks.

He has enemies everywhere. It seems that there are many people who want him dead.

If he leaves behind too many people, it will affect the continuation of his mission. Rescuing them is just a minor incident. His real opponent is the Japanese invaders.

'Do you know anyone in Tianjin?' Zhang Yong asks Shen Ming.

'No. We can go back to Beiping. But they have nowhere to go,' Shen Ming replied. 'I just asked, and apart from the few of us, everyone else is here as refugees from somewhere else.'

'Refugees?'

'Yes. Wang Zhulin used the pretext of rescuing refugees to round them up. The men were sent to work as labourers for the Japanese. The women stayed behind to serve the men. When they got tired of them, they were sent to brothels to be sold.'

'This...'

Zhang Yong frowned.

In that case, it was a bit of a problem.

I need to find something for them to do, so that they can earn a living independently.

Otherwise, if I let them go, they will have no home and no means of earning a living, and they may end up being abducted or cheated again.

That would be like rescuing them for nothing.

I suddenly remembered the Fuxing Society...

Never mind, let's just keep them all for now.

He doesn't lack money at the moment anyway.

If there are any of them who know about telecommunications, they can learn to be radio operators.

If anyone is willing to participate in the operation, a women's action team can be formed. In fact, the military intelligence agency also had female agents in the future.

Don't think so dirty. It's completely necessary for work.

After all, in some fields, female agents have some unique advantages.

Moreover, among the captured Japanese spies, there may also be women. It's better to use female agents to guard them.

With Chu's ambition, he will definitely continue to expand his influence.

I'm just the advance guard.

Of course, these are all things for the future.

Right now, the focus is on capturing Wang Zhulin!