Chapter 452: Sending the Plague God away

Suddenly, the Yuan mansion became extremely quiet.

However, all the guards had already fled. Those remaining were Yuan Wenhui's family members.

Perhaps some of the family members had also fled.

There were smart and stupid family members. There were also cunning ones. The smart ones had all run away.

However, the phone call had not finished yet.

Zhang Yong waved his hand at Tong Tiangong.

Tong Tiangong immediately understood what he meant and hurriedly brought him a chair so that he could sit down and make the call.

Even he himself might not know why he was so sensitive.

Was it because he was worried that Zhang Yong would say something else on the phone?

Damn it...

He really didn't want those credits!

What secret passageways and secret doors? He really had nothing to do with them. He really didn't know anything about them!

Unfortunately, after Zhang Yong said that on the phone, there was no way he could clear his name. Well, that's what the Chinese say, isn't it? Yes. It's impossible to clear your name even if you jump into the Yellow River...

'Grandson, have you eaten yet?' Zhang Yong said with a smile.

That tone of voice. It was so soothing.

Tong Tiangong could close his eyes and imagine how frustrated Yuan Wenhui must be on the other end of the phone.

He couldn't afford to get angry.

Because Zhang Yong is currently in his home.

Yuan Wenhui's family members, without exception, are now definitely all under control.

The fate of everyone is waiting for Zhang Yong's order.

Whether they will live or die, or suffer other fates, is all in Zhang Yong's hands.

Exterminate the family?

Execute the whole family?

'You, you, you...'

Yuan Wenhui felt weak and powerless. He didn't know what to say.

The Fuli Palace is finished. The Yuan Mansion is finished.

He never thought it would happen.

But it is over.

Now, Zhang Yong is calling him at his home.

The Yuan residence has now become the Zhang residence. How do you think he is feeling? He wants to cry, but there are no tears.

But he dares not cry. He dares not even show it.

Because he is in Baohua Building. Surrounded by the Japanese.

If he cries, or shows that he is very sad, what will the Japanese think?

The Japanese will definitely think that he may have second thoughts and is no longer reliable. And they will abandon him.

And then...

There is no then.

At this moment, he has only one way out.

That is to cling to the Japanese's thigh. Waiting for the Japanese to help him make a comeback.

He can't care about anything else.

'Grandson, I don't really like your decorating style...'

'It's too dull. What's the point of so much wood? It has to be modern and minimalist. Marble floors. Porcelain tiles. Crystal chandeliers...'

'Yes, the kind you'd find in a luxury hotel. It'll show you're someone important...'

Zhang Yong continued to ramble on.

He actually had no ulterior motive. He was just deliberately trying to annoy Yuan Wenhui.

'Pang!'

Yuan Wenhui hung up the phone.

Then he turned around and, with a plop, knelt in front of Mao Chuanzhou.

Mao Chuanzhou: ...

Everyone else: ...

They looked at each other. They all felt that this was a big problem.

This Yuan Wenhui. He had suffered a huge blow. They had to save him. Otherwise, no one else would trust the Japanese anymore.

In short, no one will want to be a traitor in the future.

But how do you save him?

It's hard when you encounter a strange person like Zhang Yong!

Arrest him?

Kill him?

If we could do that, we would have done it already.

But we can't!

We've tried so many methods before, but they've all failed.

Zhang Yong just won't bite.

Or maybe he did bite. But without bait, it's useless.

He might even turn and bite you. You'll end up losing more than you gain.

Alas, it's so difficult...

There was a moment of silence.

In the end, Takeshi Kishida, who had a strong psychological capacity, went over to help Yuan Wenhui up.

Takeshi Kishida had been repeatedly beaten by Zhang Yong on the beach in Shanghai and had even been arrested twice, so he was used to it.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

Just do it a few more times.

'Mr Yuan, we need to think long and hard about this...'

'Thank you...'

Yuan Wenhui was bleeding inside.

His entire business empire had been destroyed by Zhang Yong. How could he think about the long term?

Now his family members had also been arrested, how could he think about the long term?

He just wanted to get out of there and gather everyone to take revenge on Zhang Yong. He wanted to cut him into pieces. He wanted to chop him into a million pieces.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

Even if the Japanese let him go, he wouldn't dare.

His family members were all at the Yuan mansion, so how could he fight back? How could he take revenge? Who would cut who into pieces?

Sigh...

'Yes, let's think about it for a long time,' said Shigekawa in a hurry.

He couldn't think of any solutions for the time being.

The key point was that Kuroshima Ryujo was pretending to be dead and not saying a word.

Originally, Kuroshima Ryujo had called the banquet at Baohua Building. But it ended up like this.

No good came of it. Instead, a whole lot of trouble.

However, Kuroshima Ryujo, as the biggest boss, seemed to have disappeared.

He didn't care about anything.

Ignoring them.

It's as if he doesn't exist.

They dare not disturb him. And dare not report to him.

Gradually, they came to understand that this Heijima Ryuzo is a waste of space. If he didn't have the royal blood, he'd be nothing.

Ignore him!

They racked their brains.

They searched their minds.

They looked for a way to break the current deadlock.

...

At the Yuan mansion, Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

It's pointless. Someone hung up on me again. He hadn't even finished speaking.

What bad manners...

'Shaolong, Yuan Wenhui has a large family. What should we do?' Yu Lexing woke up.

'Let them go!' Zhang Yong waved his hand casually.

'Let them go?'

'Yes. Get them all out of the Yuan mansion.'

'Get them all out.'

'Good!'

Yu Lexing went out to pass on the order.

Originally, he thought it was a very simple matter.

If you let you go, you won't go? Wait to die?

Unexpectedly, there was an accident.

Some people really threw a tantrum.

They refused to leave.

They deliberately tore their clothes and screamed.

Yu Lexing, Cao Mengqi and the others were all considered decent people. There was nothing they could do with these women.

They couldn't just arrest and torture them, could they?

They were all women.

The agents from the Fuxing Society were all young police academy graduates. They had discipline. Where had they ever seen such a chaotic scene?

The veteran Northeastern Army soldiers were also embarrassed to bully women. For a while, the women really went berserk.

As a result, there was a huge commotion. Some of the women even went too far.

In the end, Zhang Yong came. He gave an angry order to call a group of people from the street. It didn't matter who they were. He just told them to do it.

It was resolved immediately.

The people brought back from the street were all local thugs. It didn't matter who they were.

Zhang Yong said that they would be dealt with however he wanted.

The women were instantly disheartened. They were all as obedient as quails.

'I have never seen such evil people...'

Zhang Yong sneered at the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand. Tell them to get lost.

I'm not going to fucking kill you. How dare you turn the world upside down?

Hurry up and run.

Otherwise...

They were suddenly like receiving a great pardon, and hurriedly dispersed. Then they each asked Yuan Wenhui for help.

Around the Yuan mansion, many Qing gangsters also gathered. After receiving these dependents, they hurriedly reported to Baohua Building.

'They've been released?' Yuan Wenhui was both surprised and delighted, but he dared not show it.

Of course, he would never thank Zhang Yong.

In fact, Zhang Yong had never expected to win Yuan Wenhui's favour.

Win the enemy's favour? Are you kidding!

If Yuan Wenhui had the chance, he would definitely kill Zhang Yong a hundred thousand times.

Without hesitation, not even once.

The only reason he let him go was because he wasn't completely insane. He wouldn't slaughter people indiscriminately. By the way, he took over the Yuan mansion.

What did he do with it?

He had things to do.

He didn't dare take Yuan Wenhui's wealth for himself.

He had no choice, he had sworn an oath. He was afraid that it would come true.

He felt that, since he was young, he had always been lucky. Since he had sworn an oath, it was better to keep it.

So who would dare take it?

Would Tiger Ba dare?

He only wanted a portion. And he could only take a portion.

There's still a lot of stuff he can't take with him.

What should he do? Zhang Yong immediately thought of an idea.

'Zhong Yang, you send a few people to stand at the door and tell passers-by that whoever dares to take anything from Yuan Wenhui can come in and take it.'

'Anyone?'

'Anyone. As long as they're not afraid of Yuan Wenhui's retaliation.'

'Anything?'

'Yes. Anything they like. Take it all! If they're really capable, they can take the whole Yuan mansion site.'

'Okay!'

Zhong Yang really went.

He didn't know what Zhang Yong was planning behind his back. It felt exciting.

This was going to turn the Yuan mansion into a vacant lot!

It all depended on whether the people outside had the guts.

Sure enough, when he shouted at the door, some of the bold ones really came up and asked.

'Take whatever you want.'

'But think it over. In case Yuan Wenhui comes back, he'll want revenge.'

Zhong Yang explained loudly.

Those people then started weighing up the situation. They were on the verge of taking action.

Are you afraid of Yuan Wenhui's revenge? Of course they were afraid. But if they were afraid, did that mean they didn't want it?

They couldn't bear to give it up...

They didn't want to admit defeat...

There were really a lot of good things in the Yuan mansion!

After a lot of struggling, someone finally went in. Sure enough, there were treasures everywhere. They forgot their fear and hurriedly grabbed what they could take with them.

'Let's go together!'

'Let's go together!'

Once one person took something, the others immediately followed suit.

The law does not punish the crowd. Even if Yuan Wenhui finds out, so what? They sold the things, took the money, and immediately fled far away.

There were so many valuable items in the Yuan mansion that just selling a few of them could get tens or hundreds of dollars.

Once they got the money, they immediately ran away. Even if Yuan Wenhui was very capable, where could he possibly chase them?

'Let's go!'

'Let's go!'

So more and more people broke into the Yuan mansion.

From a steady stream, it gradually became a mighty army. Once inside, they immediately took whatever they liked.

In the end, even the chair Yuan Wenyao was tied to was carried away.

Yuan Wenyao was furious.

His eyes were wide with anger, and he felt like exploding.

Damn it!

It was bad enough that Zhang Yong bullied the Yuan mansion.

Now even those ragtag, unrefined guys actually dared to come into the Yuan mansion and take things?

They really don't take the Yuan mansion seriously!

Ahhh...

Outrage.

Anger.

Fury.

He vows to remember everyone's face. As soon as Zhang Yong leaves, he will arrest everyone and have them executed.

How dare they steal from the Yuan mansion!

'Boom!'

He suddenly feels a slap.

But someone is moving a table. They find Yuan Wenyao in the way. So they slap him.

Yuan Wenyao was furious. He was about to jump up and beat the other person half to death.

But then...

He couldn't move!

He was bound like a mummy.

His tongue had been bitten off. He couldn't speak. All he could do was yell incoherently.

And then...

'Bam!'

Someone came up and slapped him again.

Hey, you're in the way. Why aren't you moving? You want to die? Another slap followed...

'Bam!'

'Boom!'

Yuan Wenyao was kicked onto the ground.

Others simply stepped over his body. Completely ignoring his screams.

'Pop!'

A door panel fell onto Yuan Wenyao. Covering him up.

The others hurriedly searched around. Where would they notice someone under the door panel? So, one by one, they stepped over the door panel...

'Ah...'

'Ah...'

Yuan Wenyao screamed under the door panel.

At first, he could still scream. Gradually, however, his voice faded.

He thought he was about to die. Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened. However, the people behind him did not even spare the door and carried it away.

'Ah...'

Someone else stepped over Yuan Wenyao's body.

Yuan Wenyao tried hard to open his eyes. He realised that it was a group of beggars. No, they should be refugees. They were ragged and smelled bad...

He finally couldn't bear it anymore. His mind reeled. Then he fainted.

In fact, a large wave of refugees did come. There were thousands of them. More refugees kept arriving.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong ordered a retreat.

All the Yuan Mansion's valuables were packed up. Everything that could be taken was taken.

The rest was left to others to deal with.

With so many refugees arriving, the Yuan Mansion would definitely become a wasteland.

Those refugees are not afraid of your Yuan Wenhui!

Anyway, as soon as they get what they want, they will leave Tianjin. They will go far away. They will never come back.

No matter how powerful you are, Yuan Wenhui's influence is limited to Tianjin. Where can you go after them? To Beiping?

So...

A large group of people poured in and out...

Naturally, someone immediately reported to Yuan Wenhui over there. But no one dared to go up and stop them.

Some members of the Green Gang even secretly mingled with the refugees and entered the Yuan mansion. Seeing anything of value, they took a copy for themselves.

Even an idiot could see how things had developed to this point. Yuan Wenhui was in trouble.

It would not be easy to rise again.

In that case, why not take advantage of the situation?

'Son of a bitch...'

Yuan Wenhui received the news and almost bit his back teeth out.

Damn Zhang Yong, he's turning the Yuan mansion into a wasteland? Aaah, I hate it. That was the essence of his hard work!

"Ring, ring, ring...'

'Ring, ring, ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

A Japanese staff officer peeked in cautiously.

Shuzo Maekawa pretended not to see.

At this moment, all phone calls seemed like nightmares.

Don't answer it.

Absolutely don't answer it!

The staff officer cowered. But he never left. He waited for his superior's response.

Kishida Takeo had no choice but to ask, 'What is it?'

'Reporting to you, sir, it's, it's, that Zhang Yong is calling again...'

'Don't answer it!'

'He said he wants to put Yuan Wenyao in a metal cage and parade him through the streets for public display. He asked if we're interested in watching. It's free...'

'What?'

'What?'

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Killing people is one thing, but

It's so cruel!

What's he going to do to Yuan Wenyao?

Parade him through the streets?

That bastard!

Why can he think of so many evil ways?

Yuan Wenyao is a well-known figure in Tianjin. If he's arrested and paraded through the streets, what's going to happen?

'I, I, I request that the garrison intervene...'

'I, I...'

Yuan Wenyao was anxious and angry.

Suddenly, his anger overwhelmed him. Then he fainted.

Shu Maekawa let out a sigh of relief.

It was good that Yuan Wenhui had fainted.

It was best that he had fainted.

Seriously, if Yuan Wenhui hadn't fainted, he would have beaten the other person unconscious.

If Yuan Wenhui hadn't fainted, Shu Maekawa wouldn't have been able to report for duty. The situation was getting more and more serious. It was possible that Shu Maekawa himself would have to commit hara-kiri to atone for his sins.

Call out the garrison?

I'd like to, but I'm not prepared!

Right now, there are a lot of conflicts within the garrison because of some issues.

The main ones are the fierce arguments between the military and the cabinet.

The cabinet has always wanted to withdraw the garrison.

Yes, withdraw.

The cabinet doesn't want to expand the situation in North China. Because of the severe deficit in state expenditures, it can't function anymore.

However, the military has not agreed.

Because of the issue of food expenses, there is a lot of commotion.

The cost of feeding the Japanese army had not been increased since 1922. But prices had continued to rise.

As a result, the rank and file were only given rice and miso soup.

There was no provision for side dishes.

There was not even any vegetables.

The lack of vitamins caused a massive outbreak of beriberi among the soldiers.

The army and the cabinet were at loggerheads over this.

But the cabinet refused to budge. It refused to increase the army's food budget.

The army hierarchy became irritable.

At this time, the navy's horse deer was eating steak and drinking red wine while watching the fun with relish. The army hierarchy's state of mind became even more irritated.

Whether to withdraw or remain the garrison troops. Whether to increase or decrease. No agreement was reached.

That Ishihara Kanji also went to lobby, saying that he did not want to expand the situation in North China. Because the Japanese army could not swallow so many places for the time being.

The Kwantung Army (the three provinces of northeast China) has not yet been fully absorbed, and the input is seriously greater than the output. If it annexes North China, the imperial finances will be in serious deficit, and the cabinet will be unable to function normally.

In short, at this time, it is by no means wise to send out the garrison.

We still have to solve the problem ourselves.

Besides, sending out the garrison won't catch Zhang Yong!

That guy has already made it clear. If the Japanese army sends out a large force, he will immediately run away.

Where can you chase him?

It's a waste of effort. It's futile. It also makes you look incompetent.

'Wang Sang!'

Takeshiro Kishida suddenly said to Wang Zhulin.

At this moment, Wang Zhulin was quietly hiding in the corner, hoping that no one would notice him.

The current situation seemed to be in his favour. Zhang Yong was targeting Yuan Wenhui. It wasn't him, Wang Zhulin. He was very lucky to have escaped. The incident at Baolin Temple was temporarily suppressed.

He was secretly rejoicing when, unexpectedly, Yasuo Kishida suddenly called out his name.

I want to hit someone.

I want to hit this Yasuo Kishida.

I hid myself away just fine. Why did you call me out again?

But I dare not not respond.

The Japanese man is his father. How dare he not respond?

'Taijun...'

'Wang Sang, you step forward and arrange a meeting with Zhang Yong. Say that we want to negotiate with him.'

'Me?'

Wang Zhulin was suddenly dumbfounded.

Asking him to step forward. Asking Zhang Yong to meet and negotiate? That would be asking for his life!

Zhang Yong would skin him alive if he saw him.

The women at Baolin Temple would also devour him alive. How dare he step forward?

"Wang Sang!'

Shigehide Mogawa called out.

It was as if he had discovered a new world. He completely understood Takeo Kishida's meaning.

Yes, you can talk to Zhang Yong!

This guy is an outsider, and he can't stay in Tianjin for long.

Once he leaves, Tianjin will be fine.

Now they're making so much trouble, it's obvious they don't want Zhang Yong to leave. Aren't they just digging their own graves?

Wrong.

They've been doing everything wrong.

They should have done nothing. Left Tianjin alone.

Zhang Yong will have nothing to do here, and will naturally leave quickly. Once he leaves Tianjin, let him go and do whatever he wants.

Idiot!

You were so stupid before.

'Right!'

'Wang Sang, you go and interview Zhang Yong immediately. Just say that we are very sincere.'

He Zhiying also understood.

Why did Zhang Yong come to Tianjin? Because of Yang Junjian.

Why hasn't he left after Yang Junjian was arrested? Because they want revenge.

As a result...

The more revenge there is, the bigger the mess gets. It has finally turned into this mess.

If they had ignored the situation and pretended to be deaf and blind, Zhang Yong would have long since left Tianjin.

A mistake.

A mistake.

Fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends.

The most urgent task is to find a way to get Zhang Yong out of here. The sooner the better.

Send the plague away!

Zhang Yong is the plague. He cannot be allowed to stay.

Let him go and wreak havoc wherever he likes. Just as long as he doesn't stay in Tianjin.

How about Beiping?

You can get to Beiping by train in two or three hours. It's quick.

'I...'

Wang Zhulin was dumbfounded.

These sons of bitches, the Japanese, were obviously sending him to his death!

What should he do?

What should he do?

All the Japanese were pushing him into the fire!

What should he do?

What should he do?

Wang Zhulin really wanted to find a rope and hang himself.