Chapter 447: I came in to rob, and I happened to save you
There were two secret doors in the Furong Palace. They were not far apart.
The secret doors were located in the farthest corner.
From the outside, there was almost no trace. It could be mistaken for a crack in the outer wall.
It was estimated that not many people knew about the secret doors.
'Da da da...'
'Da da da...'
Gunshots came from the front door.
It was Cao Mengqi and the others who had launched the attack.
A feint attack.
It was mainly to create a commotion.
To force the people inside to evacuate. And to take away the floating assets at the same time.
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
The gunshots became more and more intense.
It seems that there are quite a lot of guards inside the Furong Palace.
Fortunately, those veteran Northeastern Army soldiers are very capable. They should be able to put pressure on them.
Sure enough, twelve minutes later, the guards at the Furong Palace couldn't hold out anymore.
Zhang Yong stood near the secret door, silently monitoring the movements of the people inside.
He noticed someone moving towards the secret door.
There were actually three small red dots.
That meant there were three Japanese people.
This Yuan Wenhui's subordinate really had Japanese infiltrators.
According to the Japanese way of doing things, if Yuan Wenhui didn't listen, he would definitely be severely punished.
The Japanese invaders had to both make use of and guard against these traitors. Once they detected a hint of trouble, they would deal with them immediately. Later, Li Shiqun was a typical example.
When the traitors were needed, they were as useful as a dog.
When they weren't needed, they were worth less than a dog.
The three small red dots moved quickly.
There were only three of them.
No small white dots followed.
Zhang Yong guessed that they should be carrying a money box.
They should be in control of the wealth of the Furong Palace.
Good, just wait for the prey.
Wait for the money to come to them.
However, it is impossible to determine which secret door the three Japanese invaders will use. The two secret doors are connected.
Behind the secret doors is a very complicated maze.
It seems to have been deliberately built like this. Even if someone from the outside accidentally breaks in, they will be trapped and die.
Even if Zhang Yong has the 'God's perspective', he still needs to carefully distinguish between the two.
Ba Laohu anxiously looked over to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong gave him a sign to stay put. Just wait.
The two secret doors were not far apart, so he couldn't escape.
'Why don't I go and have a look elsewhere?' Tong Tiangong suddenly said.
'No need,' Zhang Yong shook his head.
This guy, he wanted to go and warn the others. Haha. Don't even think about it.
If you dare to go, I'll make you pay later.
'Okay,' as expected, Tong Tiangong didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements. He didn't want to expose himself.
He always felt that he had not been in the right state recently.
It seemed as if he had been under constant surveillance.
It was as if his secrets had been leaked.
However, upon closer inspection, nothing unusual was found.
The final judgement was that he had been thinking too much.
It was probably a case of seeing a snake in a cup and being alarmed by a mere twig.
In fact, everything was fine...
'Why don't I go take a look!' Yu Hongzhi jumped out again.
'Don't move!' Zhang Yong waved his hand.
You two are putting on a show here! One doesn't work and the other jumps out.
Haha. If this was just any ordinary person, they definitely wouldn't have thought that the two of them were spies. Who would have thought that spies would actually get together.
The two of them are singing in unison, and it's really hard for outsiders to deal with it.
However, Zhang Yong knows their true nature, and definitely won't give them any chance.
Stay here obediently.
No one is allowed to leave.
'Okay...' Yu Hongzhi could only look at Tong Tiangong with disappointment.
It's over. They're being monitored.
This Zhang Yong is also very astute sometimes.
No matter what excuse they used to leave, Zhang Yong would judge it as a sign to warn the others.
That would be bad.
Finally, the three red dots made a choice.
They chose the secret door guarded by Tiger Ba. It was moving quickly. But the complicated maze also took some time.
Zhang Yong waved his hand. He quickly came to Tiger Ba's side.
'Your side...'
'The Japanese invaders are coming your way.'
'How do you know?'
'The two of them told me.'
'Huh?'
Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi were dumbfounded again.
I told you?
When did I tell you?
We didn't even talk about this just now. Well...
Don't frame us!
We dare not take this great credit.
If Yuan Wenhui finds out that we did this, he will definitely kill us both.
Yuan Wenhui didn't know that they were Japanese.
As for their identities, only Maochuan Xiuzhi knew. No one else knew.
If they mean to kill us, they really mean to kill us.
'What you just said, we need to outsmart them,' Zhang Yong patted Yu Hongzhi on the shoulder, "isn't that right?'
'Yes..." Yu Hongzhi reluctantly replied.
It seemed like he had said that. But what does it have to do with the matter at hand?
I didn't mention the Furigong Palace when I said outsmart them!
What kind of train of thought did you follow to think of the Furigong Palace from the words "outsmart them"?
However, Zhang Yong did not give them the chance to speak. He was deliberately framing them. They had no way to defend themselves. Sooner or later, they would have no choice but to betray their own people.
'Here they come!'
Zhang Yong gave a light nod.
Three small red dots were approaching the secret door.
Everyone immediately hid behind the nearby wall. Waiting for the people inside to come out.
After a moment, the seemingly flawless wall opened silently.
Good stuff. This mechanism is well designed!
And it was silent.
It was amazing. Very secretive. Ingenious.
Ba Laohu was also very surprised. It was impossible to guess how Zhang Yong had detected someone coming out of the room.
Could it be that this guy had x-ray vision?
No wonder Qu's yin-yang diagram had said that this guy had great fortune. It was true.
How could an ordinary person have such amazing skills?
It was a pity that someone with such superb skills spent all day getting drunk, having sex and chasing after money.
Ba Laohu reminded himself that he must help Zhang Yong set ambitious goals...
A real man must accomplish great things. That's what makes life worthwhile!
Zhang Yong suddenly felt an itch in his nose...
Oh no!
He was going to sneeze.
He quickly covered his nose.
Luckily,
he didn't sneeze. He accidentally saw Ba Laohu give him a thumbs-up.
Zhang Yong: ?
What's going on?
I just held back a sneeze, and I'm being praised?
No way!
This cheap master brother has a childish personality...
But that's not the point.
The point is...
Three Japanese invaders came out from inside.
They probably felt that the secret door was very safe. So none of them peeked outside.
They all came rushing out from inside.
Sure enough, they were carrying suitcases. Very heavy rattan suitcases.
Very old. But very big. One person carrying it is very difficult.
'Don't move!'
'Don't move!'
Zhang Yong raised his gun. He was overjoyed.
What a heavy rattan box! There must be something good inside.
So cool...
Damn traitor! You've amassed so much money!
Now, it's all mine!
However...
The three Japanese invaders didn't seem to react.
They obviously didn't expect that there would be people ambushing them from the left and right.
For a moment, time seemed to have come to a standstill.
'Don't move!'
'Raise your hands!'
'Drop the case!'
Zhang Yong shouted again in a clear tone.
What's wrong with these three Japanese invaders? They're standing there stupidly.
Finally...
there was movement.
The three Japanese invaders reached for their guns.
'Bang!'
'Bang!'
Zhang Yong immediately opened fire.
He wouldn't give them any slack.
The chance to spare their lives would only be given once. It was for the sake of the floating wealth. Since you don't cherish it, then...
'Da da da...'
'Da da da...'
Zhongyang and the others opened fire.
Once the Thompson submachine gun opened fire, the result need not be described.
There was no other possibility but death.
Not to mention the three Japanese invaders, even if there were 30, they would all be killed together.
In the end, the three Japanese invaders were all shot to pieces.
The rattan boxes they were holding also fell heavily to the ground.
'Stop firing!'
'Stop shooting!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Stop. Stop.
They're already riddled with bullets. Save some bullets. We don't have many bullets.
The gunfire stopped.
Zhang Yong went up, took out a dagger, and pried open one of the rattan boxes.
His eyes lit up.
It was as if something had dazzled his eyes. He almost felt dizzy.
He looked again.
Inside were actually gold bars...
Gold bars...
Gold bars of all sizes...
layer upon layer...
full to the brim...
For a moment, he was stunned.
It felt as if his brain and eyes were disconnected again.
He blinked.
He must have made a mistake. It couldn't be. It was definitely a mistake...
How could it be gold bars?
How could there be so many gold bars?
A box of gold bars!
At least a hundred catties...
The entire day's turnover of the Palace of Luxury! Impossible to have earned so much...
As a result, after blinking, it was still the same.
It was an illusion, it must be an illusion...
So he closes his eyes again.
He rubs his eyes.
He keeps repeating:
It's impossible, it must be an illusion...
It's impossible, it must be an illusion...
Then he opens his eyes.
And still he sees the golden bars...
He's gone mad.
They really are golden bars!
There's no way around it. They're real.
He reaches out. He picks up a large gold bar and smells it. Then he puts it in his mouth.
He bites down hard.
It's solid.
Yes, pure gold bars.
Now he is very good at identifying gold bars.
He has made a fortune.
A large box full of gold bars!
At least 150 catties!
The Japanese spy carrying it just now could hardly straighten his back.
'Ah...'
'Gold...'
The people around Ba Laohu were also completely stunned.
At this moment, all Ba Laohu could think about was Mr Qu's yin-yang diagram: Zhang Yong is a person with great fortune...
What is great fortune?
This is great fortune!
The devils have automatically and consciously delivered a large box of gold bars to the door.
Zhang Yong doesn't even have to go looking for it.
It is delivered directly to Zhang Yong's front door.
'Boom!'
Another rattan box is opened.
Inside are all kinds of banknotes. There are ones from the Baoshang Bank, the Citibank and the Fenghui Bank.
It is almost full of banknotes too. The exact quantity is unknown.
Zhang Yong doesn't bother to count them. He is numb.
It was nowhere near as exciting as a box full of gold bars. He ignored it. He closed the lid.
He opened the third rattan box. It was full of banknotes. Mostly Japanese yen. Nothing else. He was even less interested. The yen were useless.
He closed it all.
He hadn't stolen any of it. He hadn't even touched the gold bars.
He didn't want to for the time being.
After all, it was his own, and no one could take it away from him.
Haha.
He was now the acting stationmaster of Tianjin Station.
Until Chen Gongshu recovers, he is the boss. He is the one in charge. He has the final say. He decides everything.
To be honest, with so many gold bars, he can't do anything with them.
After all, his personal channels and abilities are limited. He can't turn all the gold bars into physical objects.
As the outbreak of all-out war draws nearer, no matter how much money there is, it has to be exchanged for weapons and ammunition to be useful. This requires relying on that lady.
Relying on the Director is not an option. The Director's arms trading is also subject to strict restrictions.
Only that lady has the privilege.
With all that gold, you should be able to buy a lot of fighter jets, right?
No matter what kind of fighter jet it is, the more the merrier. As long as it can be used to kill the Japanese invaders, it's a good weapon.
Of course, if it's a German Bf 109, that would be best.
Although the Germans are reluctant to sell the Bf 109, there is still a way.
Where there's a will, there's a way...
'Bang!'
'Bang!'
Gunshots were heard from inside the Fuli Palace.
It was Cao Mengqi and the others who had attacked. But there were still remnants of the enemy putting up a stubborn resistance.
He waved his hand. He led his men into the Fuli Palace.
They entered through a secret door.
They navigated the maze. They attacked from behind the remnants of the enemy.
With Zhang Yong's guidance, the veteran Northeastern Army soldiers shot where they were told, easily shooting the enemy dead.
Soon, the remnants of the enemy were eliminated.
Cao Mengqi and the others came from the front door to join them. Three of them were injured. They had been taken to hospital. Casualties were acceptable.
Clean up the battlefield.
Zhang Yong suddenly saw a phone next to him.
Huh? This is a good thing!
How can I not show it off to myself?
"Luo Yiming!'
'Yes!'
'Get me Baohua Building!'
'Yes!'
Luo Yiming immediately went to make the arrangements.
It was impossible to transfer the call normally.
At this moment, the telephone at Baohua Building is already under surveillance. A normal transfer is impossible.
But Luo Yiming has a way. Just report Zhang Yong's name.
The Japanese dare not not answer the phone. Otherwise, they will look incompetent.
If they dare not answer Zhang Yong's phone, how can they face people?
In the future, will the Japanese be scared to bed-wetting when they hear Zhang Yong's name?
"What?'
'Zhang Yong?'
'Another call?'
Sure enough, the faces of Shu Maokawa, Takeo Kishida, and Wachi Takuji were all terrible.
This Zhang Yong. Do you have a lot of free time? A phone call every now and then.
You don't need to do this if you're bored!
Isn't it a good idea to go somewhere to kill some time?
'Ring ring ring...'
'Ring ring ring...'
The phone kept ringing as it was forwarded.
Everyone's attention fell on Yuan Wenhui.
Wang Zhulin was also feeling uneasy. He already knew that the Baolin Temple incident had been exposed.
The people he had sent had all been arrested by Zhang Yong. Whether they were dead or alive, no one knew.
The secrets in the underground prison had definitely been revealed. This matter could be serious or trivial. They could be crushed to dust.
Apart from staying inside the Baohua Building, he simply didn't dare to go out.
Yuan Wenhui was feeling so depressed inside!
Baka!
What are you all looking at me for?
Zhang Yong called. What could it be about? He must be trying to take advantage of me again.
Damn it. What a jerk!
Screw you! I'm not finished with you!
He picked up the phone angrily.
'Asshole, what do you want now?'
'Son of a bitch, guess where I am?'
'I don't care where you are!'
'I'm at the Furui Palace.'
'What?'
Yuan Wenhui was suddenly stunned.
Fuligong?
Isn't that his own property?
Where did Zhang Yong go and what was he doing?
He suddenly felt bad.
Ahhh...
Zhang Yong was actually at Fuligong, Ligong, Gong...
Baka!
You bastard! What were you doing at Fuligong?
Damn...
A heart sank straight down...
'Sunzi, I called you from the phone at Fuligong!' Zhang Yong smiled. He was in a very happy mood.
He was grinning from ear to ear at the thought of a suitcase full of gold bars.
There was nothing he could do about it; he was just so vulgar. Vulgar!
'What were you doing at the Furama Palace?' Yuan Wenhui felt increasingly uncomfortable.
He guessed that Zhang Yong had definitely not gone in to spend money.
Could it be that the bastard had already taken over the Furama Palace?
Ahhh...
This is killing me!
"I was having fun!'
'How did you get in?'
'I came in through a secret door.'
'What secret door?'
Yuan Wenhui suddenly turned pale.
Damn it!
The other party even knew about the secret door.
Ahhh...
Entered through the secret door?
Does that mean that the Palace of Great Prosperity has already fallen?
The other party has already occupied the Palace of Great Prosperity?
'It was the two secret doors in the Palace of Great Prosperity!' Zhang Yong explained with a smile. 'I didn't know about them before. They are really well hidden. Who made them? Introduce them to me. I might need them in the future. Later, it was Tong Tiangong, the third in command of the Iron Wire Fist, and Yu Hongzhi, the fourth in command, who told me. You should thank them!'
Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi, who were standing nearby, said...
It really wasn't us!
We really didn't know.
We didn't say anything.
However, Zhang Yong pressed his hands on them, asking them to keep quiet for the time being.
I'm giving you credit! Haha!
This great credit must be credited to you two.
If Yuan Wenhui chops you two up and feeds you to the dogs one day, you will know exactly who the scapegoats are.
'Tong Tiangong!'
'Yu Hongzhi!'
Sure enough, on the other end of the phone, Yuan Wenhui's cheeks were twisted.
It was as if he was about to bite his teeth in half.
'What have they done?' asked Shu Hirokawa, his ears pricking up at the mention of the two names.
Yuan Wenhui covered the phone in a rage, 'These two people told Zhang Yong about the secret door in the Furui Palace. Zhang Yong then broke in through the secret door and occupied the Furui Palace. He took all the property.'
Shu Hirokawa: !@#¥%...
What?
They two people snitched?
Faint!
What's going on?
How did they tell Zhang Yong about the secret door to the Fuli Palace?
Do they want to die? Them!
'It seems that these two are determined to defect to Zhang Yong,' thoughtfully added Takeo Kishida.
He had no idea of the undercover identities of these two.
Judging from common sense, they were willing to offend Yuan Wenhui in order to cling to Zhang Yong's thigh.
'This is certain,' nodded Kichiei Wachi in agreement.
He also had no idea of their undercover identities.
Shu Maochuan: ...
His face was gloomy and uncertain.
In the end, he didn't dare say anything. There was silence.
What could he say?
That these two were the undercover agents he had sent out?
And that they had then defected to Zhang Yong?
That would be suicide!
By then, even he himself would be implicated.
But there was a glimmer of hope, and he pretended to be careless as he asked, 'There shouldn't be much wealth inside the Furong Gong, right?'
'Not really much...' Yuan Wenhui's tone of voice. His expression was strange.
In fact, there was a lot of floating wealth inside. It was all secretly accumulated by himself. Even he himself was not sure of the exact amount.
It had been accumulated over a long period of time. Bit by bit. The amount must be very considerable.
He was not stupid. He did not hand over all the money and wealth.
He had secretly detected the three Japanese spies arranged by the Maochuan residence. And he had dragged them all down.
So, together, they turned the Furong Palace into a secret stash house. Not even Mao Chuanxiu knew about it.
And then...
Now it's all been taken away by Zhang Yong.
Who would have thought that Zhang Yong would know about the secret door to the Furong Palace. What a fatal blow.
Those two sons of bitches, Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi...
'Hey...'
'Hey...'
On the other end of the line, Zhang Yong continued to call unhappily.
Why is there no sound? Has it not hung up? Is it covering the receiver, with a group of people discussing?
Haha. Is Kuroshima Ryuzo there? Put him on the phone!
Get rid of all the people who aren't good enough to be on the table!
I'm now the second eldest of Yuan Wenhui's family! People without seniority don't deserve to speak to me...
Suddenly, Luo Yiming hurriedly came.
'Captain, we found an Englishman inside the secret room.'
'What's his name?'
'Dickens.'
'Who?'
Zhang Yong is taken aback.
He moves the microphone away from his ear, but doesn't cover it. He's forgotten.
Dickens?
An Englishman?
The person he's looking for?
That can't be...
Wait. There can't be such a coincidence, can there?
'Bring him up!'
'Yes!'
Luo Yiming goes to make the arrangements.
Zhang Yong frowns. He's still holding the microphone in his hand.
At this moment, over there, Yuan Wenhui has let go of his hand. He's about to speak.
Then he heard someone say into the microphone, 'Captain, Dickens is here. This is him. He says he's British.'
Zhang Yong's voice: 'Are you Dickens? British?'
'Yes. Who are you?'
'I'll ask the questions. You were arrested by the Japanese for arms trafficking, weren't you?'
'I had all the legal paperwork.'
'You were a technician at the Kailuan coal mine?'
'Manager! Technical manager!'
'Your family lives in Birmingham. Your father is a member of Parliament. Your uncle is a senior executive at the East India Company?'
'How did you know?'
'Answer.'
'Yes.'
'Very good. Let's go. I'll take you to the British Consulate.'
'You've come to rescue me?'
'More or less. You're lucky. I came in to rob. I rescued you as well.'
'That's great. What's your name? I must thank you properly! Do you want the arms? I'll sell them to you at a discount...'
'We'll talk about it later. Let's go!'
Zhang Yong grabbed the other man by the collar.
They had to hurry. They didn't want to waste any more time. The mission was complete. All was well.
The microphone...
Sorry, I forgot.
Luo Yiming took a couple of steps after him. He turned around. He put the microphone back.
And...
'Click!'
Yuan Wenhui heard the phone hang up.
Then he stood there, motionless, as if he couldn't move.
'Yuan Sang!' asked Maochuan Xiu.
'Ah...' Yuan Wenhui came to his senses.
'What is it?'
'Zhang, Zhang, Zhang...'
'Speak!'
'Zhang Yong has taken the Englishman away.'
'What Englishman?'
'It's the, the...'
'Dickens?'
'Yes...'
'Baka!'
Shu Hideki did not react. However, Tomoaki Wachi suddenly jumped up and slapped Yuan Wenhui.
He was eating melon. Unexpectedly, it landed on his head.
He was the one who handed Dickens over to Yuan Wenhui for safekeeping.
The British Consulate had intervened and demanded that Dickens be released.
The Japanese replied that they had never seen this person before. No arrest was made.
Therefore, Wachi Otori could not possibly keep Dickens in Japanese territory. This would be a cause for complaint from the British.
So he handed him over to Yuan Wenhui.
Yuan Wenhui was the local tyrant of Tianjin. He owned many businesses. He could have imprisoned Dickens in any number of places, and the British would not have been able to do anything about it.
Who knew that he would actually put him in the Fuli Palace.
And then...
And then...
He was rescued by Zhang Yong.
Damn it!
Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi must have ratted on us again.
These two were the core members of the Iron Wire Boxing Club.
How could Zhang Yong, an outsider, possibly know so much information?
'Baka!'
'I'll kill Tong Tiangong!'
'I'll kill Yu Hongzhi!'
He Zhiying and Er Zhiying turned pale.
Mao Chuan Xiu: ? ? ?
Huh? What's going on? Why are you killing my men?
He wanted to say something, but stopped. He didn't dare defend himself.
Those two guys...
They might not be considered our men anymore.
Unless they want to follow suit and commit hara-kiri.