Chapter 451: The Apple That Fell Into the Chessboard

Yuan Wenyao was actually very calm.

He didn't believe Zhang Yong could really break in. The Yuan mansion was surrounded by high walls and barbed wire.

Behind the walls, there were actually sentries. Someone was keeping a watchful eye on the top of the wall. Once someone climbed over the wall, they would immediately be shot. Without hesitation.

Blowing up the wall?

Oh, no. That's a joke.

The walls are made of large green bricks mixed with rice paste. Very sturdy.

What would Zhang Yong use to blow them up? A bag of explosives? How would he get it up there? The guards are no pushovers either. How could they let an enemy rush up with an explosive bag?

The walls have gun ports. They would have been shot long ago.

So, as long as the people inside don't recklessly rush out to their deaths, Zhang Yong definitely won't be able to get in. Both sides can only wait it out.

In that case, let's just drag it out. Let's see who can last the longest.

'Fuli Palace...'

'Fuli Palace...'

The only thing that's a pity is Fuli Palace.

I never thought Zhang Yong would go for Fuli Palace. That son of a bitch.

Luckily, Fuli Palace has a secret door.

If things go wrong, he can take the money he's saved up over the years and quickly escape through the secret door. So, it should be fine.

As long as he can save the fruits of his many years of hard work, it doesn't matter if Fuli Palace is occupied.

Fixed assets, Zhang Yong can't take with him.

As long as the Yuan mansion is fine, it doesn't matter. With the backing of the Japanese, the Furong Palace can't escape. Sooner or later, it will still be the Yuan family's.

So...

Stay calm...

Relax and enjoy your days...

Wait for Zhang Yong to be unable to bear it...

Who would have thought that someone would pop out of the secret passage.

At first, Yuan Wenyao thought that the person who had gone out before had returned. Maybe there were obstacles along the way and the secret passage was blocked...

Until he saw Ba Laohu...

Of course he knew Tiger Ba.

He froze.

He was like a wooden chicken.

His eyes rolled. He saw other people coming out. But his mind couldn't keep up.

It wasn't until a group of people pounced on him and bound him up that he realised something was wrong. He called out in a hurry, 'Who are you people? Who are you...'

'I'm Zhang Yong!' A young man came up to him with a smile on his face.

No wonder Zhang Yong's mouth was crooked with a smile.

Who would have thought that he would just be able to enter the Yuan mansion like this

And he had entered the innermost part of the Yuan mansion. He appeared next to Yuan Wenyao in a flash.

This was not the heavens feeding him.

This was the heavens forcing him to eat.

He had caught the big boss right away and cleared the level directly.

'It's you?'

Yuan Wenyao's face turned pale.

Then it turned ashen. Then it turned pale again. Then it turned ashen again. Finally, it turned completely white. There was not the slightest hint of blood.

Zhang Yong!

It was him!

He's actually here!

He actually came out of the secret passage!

How is that possible?

Is this guy a ghost?

How could he know about the secret passage in the Yuan mansion? That's impossible!

Those people who just went in there just now also found out for the first time! This secret passage has hardly been used before.

'It's me. I'm your second uncle.' Zhang Yong looked serious.

He didn't smile. He looked serious.

Don't mess around.

My generation is very high now.

With such a high status, of course I have to look serious!

Haha!

But inside I really want to laugh.

I laugh like a goose.

I try to hold it in...

But I can't...

'Haha!'

'Haha!'

Finally I let out a loud laugh.

I really laugh like a goose.

I can't help it. I haven't had any rigorous training. Whenever something is even slightly funny, I can't help it...

Yuan Wenyao: !@#¥%...

Nima...

I'm your second uncle...

'Da da da...'

'Da da da...'

There was a burst of gunfire. Several traitors fell.

However, one traitor noticed something was wrong and came in to check. As a result, he was greeted with a hail of bullets.

Cao Mengqi led the veteran soldiers of the Northeast Army, with Yuan Wenyao at the centre, and spread out in all directions. When they encountered enemy resistance, they simply shot.

Zhang Yong made it clear that no prisoners were to be taken.

Unless the enemy has already put down their guns and raised their hands. Kneel on the ground.

If there is even the slightest danger, just shoot them dead.

After they are dead, it is best to shoot them again.

Just shoot them in the head.

Make sure they are 100% dead.

The last thing you want is someone like Zuo Lan, it's too sad...

Soon, the gunfire gradually faded away.

The entire Yuan Mansion was in chaos.

Facing the attack from all directions, how could the traitors hold out?

Who would have thought that the enemy would come out of the secret passage? Besides, they didn't even know about the secret passage. They thought heavenly soldiers and generals had arrived.

In a flash, they came out of the Yuan mansion. Who else could they be if not heavenly soldiers and generals?

In their panic, who else could they trust but ghosts and gods?

'Attack!'

'Attack!'

Yu Lexing took the opportunity to lead an attack from the outside. An attack from both inside and outside.

The remaining enemies scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhang Yong moved a recliner over and sat down comfortably.

He was no good at fighting.

He could only ask questions and the like from behind. And torture the other side a little.

'I'm your second uncle!'

'Go to hell...'

'Pang!'

Yuan Wenyao took a slap in the face.

Zhang Yong had used the sole of his shoe, which was designed for hitting people in the face. It saved energy. And it was very effective.

Half of Yuan Wenyao's face immediately swelled up.

He was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. He wanted to devour Zhang Yong alive. Unfortunately, he was already tied up like a rice dumpling for the Dragon Boat Festival and couldn't move at all.

'I really am your second uncle!'

'Go to hell...'

However, Yuan Wenyao's mouth was quite stubborn.

Pat!

Without further ado, he received another slap. His other cheek also began to swell.

'I'm your second uncle...'

'Go to hell...'

Repeat.

One is stubborn with his mouth. The other is stubborn with his hands.

Pat!

Pat!

The face is slapped continuously.

Yuan Wenyao is stubborn with his mouth. Zhang Yong is stubborn with his hands.

Finally, Yuan Wenyao's cheeks are bloody and swollen.

At the same time, Zhang Yong's wrists are a little tired.

So he hands the shoe pad to Yang Zhi.

A change of players. So tired.

'You...ah!'

Yuan Wenyao suddenly vomits blood.

Yang Zhi felt something was wrong. He quickly opened his mouth.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Yuan Wenyao had bitten off his tongue.

This guy is really stubborn.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. It doesn't matter. Bite it. It's useless anyway.

He doesn't want a human.

'Go find a cage.'

'What?'

'Go to Baolin Temple, the underground prison, and bring over some metal cages.'

'Metal cages?'

'Yes. Later, we'll stuff Yuan Wenyao into the cage and parade him through the streets. Everyone can watch for free. This is what happens when you side with the Japanese.'

'Understood!'

Yang Zhi went off happily.

Yuan Wenyao's face turned pale.

He regretted it...

This son of a bitch deserves to be executed a thousand times!

How could someone come up with such a vicious plan?

Parading himself around in a cage? For all the common people to see?

In an instant, Yuan Wenyao broke down.

He was, after all, the second master of the Yuan household. He was a well-known figure.

Although he was not as famous as his elder brother Yuan Wenhui, in Tianjin, everyone knew his name. How could he be paraded through the streets?

This was intolerable!

He would rather kill himself than be taken out and paraded through the streets.

However, he could not kill himself.

He had already bitten his tongue off. But biting off your tongue does not kill you.

Although, it looked as if his mouth was full of blood. It was indeed very terrifying. But. it really doesn't kill you. Suicide by biting your tongue doesn't work.

Want to beg for mercy...

Don't want to be paraded through the streets...

However, he had bitten his tongue off himself, and there was no way to beg for mercy.

'Ahhh...'

'Ahhh...'

His mouth made indistinct sounds.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong no longer paid any attention to him. What a waste of space. He was too lazy to even look at him.

Better go check out what treasures the Yuan mansion has.

Damn it...

I'm kicking myself.

I just made a vow, and I dare not break it.

What if it really comes true? Alas, this time I really have shot myself in the foot.

I've decided never to swear lightly again.

Alas...

I was about to turn around and walk away. Suddenly, the phone rang behind me.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

The phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver casually. He listened attentively.

This must be a very memorable moment to receive a call at the Yuan mansion...

Sure enough, Yuan Wenhui's voice came through, 'Second son...'

'I'm your second eldest uncle!' Zhang Yong shouted back, 'This is Zhang Yong! I'm at the Yuan mansion right now, Eldest Grandson, are you coming back?'

'What?' Yuan Wenhui's face suddenly changed, 'You're at the Yuan mansion?'

'Yes! I came in through the tunnel.'

'Tunnel? How did you find out about the tunnel?'

'Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi told me!'

'What?'

Yuan Wenhui was stunned.

It was them again? They actually knew about the secret passage too?

Damn it...

How did they find out?

"What?'

Mao Chuanshu was also in a state of shock.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi told him again? They knew about the secret passage too?

Damn it!

They actually told Zhang Yong?

Ahhh...

Those two damned guys!

Could it be that they were bribed by Zhang Yong? Have they betrayed the empire?

Ahhh...

So hateful...

'By the way, Yuan Wenyao bit his tongue off himself.'

'What?'

'He bit it off himself. Alas. What a pity. From now on, he can only be a mute.'

'You...'

Yuan Wenhui couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Yuan Wenyao actually had his tongue cut out? This Zhang Yong is so ruthless. He must have been executed because Yuan Wenyao refused to confess.

What do you mean he bit it off himself?

Bullshit!

Yuan Wenyao would never bite his tongue off himself.

Zhang Yong must have planted the evidence...

Damn it!

Damn Zhang Yong!

How did he even get into the Yuan mansion!

Shit!

All his things are in the Yuan mansion!

Turn his head.

helplessly at Hide Maekawa and the others.

Hide Maekawa: ...

pretends not to see. Guilty conscience.

It's all the fault of those two bastards, Tung Tien-kung and Yu Hongzhi.

Those two bastards...

They must be severely punished!

Wachi Takiji is distracted. He doesn't know what to think.

The Englishman Charles Dickens has been rescued. The English will definitely not let this go. There will definitely be a countermeasure. He has to think of a way to remedy the situation.

Only Takeo Kishida is relatively relaxed.

As the saying goes, it's not necessary to be happy yourself, as long as others are more miserable than you.

Now, Tomoo Tomikawa is miserable. So is Shuya Shigawa. This restores the psychological balance for Takeo Kishida. Previously, these two guys despised him behind his back for being incompetent.

Now you know the power of Zhang Yong, right?

Yuan Wenhui has lost Fuli Palace, and his own mansion has also been occupied. What will happen next?

No one can guess.

Because Zhang Yong simply doesn't play by the rules.

No.

He doesn't just not play by the rules.

He doesn't even know the rules! He doesn't know anything.

He just blunders along.

It's as if he's suddenly fallen onto the chessboard as an apple.

No matter how precise your chess pieces are, how can they possibly hope to defeat an apple that just charges about blindly?

From now on, Tianjin is really going to be a hotbed of activity.