Chapter 464: Intimidation, Trial

and Mei Lu have breakfast.

The map shows that marker 1 is still in the same place.

It seems that the person he is waiting for is quite slow. It's been so long, and they haven't even met up yet?

What efficiency...

Call the waiter and pack a basket of Goubuli buns.

They definitely aren't authentic.

Whatever. It's just a prop to scare people. He can't afford to buy the real thing.

The real Goubuli buns are so expensive nowadays...

Mei Lu asked curiously, 'Who are you going to give it to? Do you need any help?'

'It's a prop. I'm going to scare someone.'

'Don't scare people if you're not in trouble. What if you really scare them?'

'Some things require very strong courage to persevere. Otherwise, it's better not to do them. You might kill yourself and others.'

'You...'

Mei Lu was about to speak, but stopped.

Sometimes Zhang Yong's words were profound and she couldn't understand them.

She had always thought that she was well educated. After all, she had worked as an interpreter for the British. The foundations of the British Empire were still very strong. Britain was at the forefront of the world in every field.

However, she had never heard of radar, penicillin, or VT fuses. She could understand the meaning of night vision goggles. She had also heard of lunch boxes.

'You eat slowly. I'm leaving!'

'Take it easy. If it's not the bad guys, don't go overboard and scare yourself sick.'

'It's better than falling into the hands of the real enemy.'

'You...'

Mei Lu was at her wits' end.

This Zhang Yong was a typical example of someone who readily accepts criticism but never repents.

On the surface, he agrees to everything. But behind his back...

Suddenly, he remembered something, his cheeks flushed, like the sunset in the sky. He hurriedly looked down. He expelled the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He cursed inwardly. This bastard. So many tricks...

Zhang Yong walked out of the hotel.

Behind him followed Luo Yiming and five secret agents.

This was the British concession, and the Japanese invaders could not possibly have deployed on a large scale. Therefore, not many people were needed.

'Yiming.'

'Here!'

'See the rickshaw puller on the corner?'

'I see him. He doesn't look like he's doing business. He doesn't greet anyone when they pass by.'

'Yes. That's him! Surround him from all sides and arrest him.'

'Understood!'

Luo Yiming immediately led his men there.

Soon, they surrounded their target. The target was completely unaware.

Zhang Yong shook his head in secret.

It was almost certain that the target was a member of the underground party. Or a member of an external organisation.

Only they would have so much fresh blood. There are really too many passionate young people. But they really don't have much experience in fighting. If someone is marked, they are dead.

Look. He was easily captured. And this is even after Luo Yiming had been deployed!

Among the people around Zhang Yong, Luo Yiming is the weakest when it comes to capture. Even he could be captured so easily, so this target is really weak.

No, to be precise, the target is very lacking in vigilance. He is completely unaware of the danger.

Yesterday during the day as well. He actually just ran away. It's really speechless.

With that kind of attitude, if someone else fired a gun, he would fall right there. He wouldn't be killed. He would be captured alive.

At that close a distance. He definitely wouldn't be hit in a vital spot. He was easily captured.

Now that he's been captured, he can't hold his temper.

He struggles desperately. All his efforts are useless. At this time, he should be thinking of a way to hide it!

Luckily, the Central Intelligence Agency people didn't come...

'Why are you arresting me!'

'Why are you arresting me!'

The target shouted anxiously.

Then he was escorted to Zhang Yong's side.

Zhang Yong was standing in front of an empty house.

The map showed clearly which houses were occupied and which were not. He had borrowed one temporarily.

It looked like a nice, well-off family. A single-family house. It had three floors. The first floor was the living room. The left and right sides were annexes.

There was a thin layer of whitewash on the furniture. This indicated that the owners had left not long ago.

My guess is that it's been about ten or eight days. If it's been longer, the plaster will have turned black.

'I'm the one who's going to arrest you,' Zhang Yong said casually.

'Who are you?' The target had actually recognised Zhang Yong.

He had seen him yesterday.

However, he still hoped against hope that Zhang Yong wouldn't recognise him.

'My name is Zhang Yong. I'm with the Jinling Fuxing Society's Secret Service,' Zhang Yong said slowly. "I've come to arrest you and execute you.'

'What? Execute?" The target froze. For a moment, he was completely unable to react.

'Yes. Execute,' Zhang Yong nodded.

'No, no, why are you executing me? Why? You're taking human life so lightly! You have no regard for the law...'

'Stop shouting. It's useless. Executing you is executing you. You have half an hour. If you have any last words, you can tell me now. If not, that's fine. Here's a basket of steamed buns. I bought them on the way here. They're not authentic. But they're better than nothing. Eat them. They'll help you on your way. Drink the soup of forgetfulness, cross the Bridge of Never Return, and start a new life.'

'No, I, I, I... Why are you executing me?'

'Why do you think? Why did you run yesterday?'

'I, you...'

The target was suddenly shocked.

Damn it!

The other party recognised him!

Damn it!

He had disguised himself in such a way, but the other party still recognised him!

By the way, is this Zhang Yong a ghost from the underworld? How can he tell?

That's his ancestral craft!

After he puts on makeup and changes his appearance, many people can't recognise him up close.

'I, I, you...'

'Don't get excited. Sit down. Eat slowly. You have 29 minutes left.'

'Even if I run away, I won't die, will I? Do you still have any laws?'

'Do you think there are any laws in Tianjin?'

'What?'

'In this situation, with the country in chaos, the flag of the king changing on the city walls, the country on the verge of collapse, and the survival of the nation at stake, do you still expect there to be any laws?'

'No, you...'

'I'll be honest with you. The gun in my hand is the law. I'll kill you if I want to. What do I need the law for? I'll kill you and throw you in the gutter. Who knows who killed you?'

'You, you, you trample on human life. You demons...'

'What's the point of cursing me? Unless you're willing to confess. Give up your accomplices. Let's see if there's any chance of survival.'

'I...'

'You have 28 minutes!'

'Just kill me! I'll never confess!'

'That's a problem...'

Zhang Yong takes out a dagger. He places it on the table.

The dagger glints menacingly. The target can't help but tremble.

He's scared.

That's only natural.

He's certainly not experienced much struggle.

This brutal scene must be his first. So he can't control his emotions.

'Confess or eat!' Zhang Yong pushed the dog-unable bun in front of the other person.

The target stood there stupidly. Not moving.

Clearly, he was at war with himself.

Survival?

Death?

Betrayal?

Martyrdom?

Countless thoughts interlaced in his mind.

He thought of the execution ground. He thought of the bloody punishment. He thought of the gloomy and dark prison cell. He thought of the butcher's knife...

Zhang Yong sat silently. Not making a sound.

At this moment, for the young man in front of him, this is definitely the most difficult moment of his life.

If he can withstand the test, he can slowly grow.

If he doesn't, then sorry, he will be eliminated by the waves of history.

Is it embarrassing to be eliminated?

Of course not. Normal people will be eliminated.

This is the law of history.

Heroes are always in the minority.

If it were him, Zhang Yong, taking this test, he would not be able to pass it either. Really.

He can't be that strong.

He could not bear any punishment. So he would choose to commit suicide.

Once there was a chance of being taken alive, he would resolutely commit suicide. Without hesitation.

However...

The young man in front of him did not think about it.

Perhaps he did not dare to think about it.

Perhaps he did not think about it.

After all, at this moment, his mind should be completely in disarray.

But next time... If there is a next time... He might know what to do. He might also resolutely find a way to commit suicide. So as not to be tortured himself.

Three minutes...

Five minutes...

The young man had no choice but to betray him.

Zhang Yong felt a little relieved. The target still had some courage.

This was already very good potential.

Zhang Yong admired anyone who was stronger than himself.

Suddenly, Luo Yiming appeared in the doorway and whispered, 'Captain, someone is at that place again.'

'Who?' Zhang Yong remained calm.

'It's a boy. Two girls. They're hovering around where we caught the people.'

'They're here to pick up the goods. Arrest them!'

'Yes!'

Luo Yiming immediately went to make arrangements.

At this time, the target, who had been sluggish, suddenly woke up and subconsciously cried out, 'No, no...'

The sound stopped abruptly.

However, Zhang Yong was holding a mirror box against his head. The dark muzzle. It was pressed against his forehead.

He could clearly feel the cold of the muzzle.

Very cold.

Ice-cold.

It penetrated his heart.

He suddenly became mute.

'Is he your accomplice? Very good. You betrayed your accomplice,' Zhang Yong said slowly. "You've earned a reward. You betrayed them.'

'I didn't! When did I..." The target suddenly blushed.

However, Zhang Yong sneered and didn't say anything.

He could tell that the other person was a student. A passionate young man.

The purpose of their visit to Tianjin may have been to plan a student protest. Or perhaps some other similar activity.

Most of these kinds of activities are related to the underground party.

The three students who came later should also be key figures. They came to meet the contact. But they were inexperienced.

In a normal meeting, if the target is not there, they should leave decisively. Observe from a distance. Not hover in the same place. Aren't they waiting to be caught?

Even he, Zhang Yong, knows this. But they don't. They are so naive.

How many lives will be lost!

It's not...

It only took a few minutes for Luo Yiming's operation to end.

He easily captured all three of them. He tied them all up with ropes. Then he held a gun to their backs. He brought them back.

They were completely defenceless.

He caught them red-handed.

Luo Yiming said that such an arrest was not challenging at all.

Zhang Yong took a look.

The boy who was caught was tall and thin, very handsome.

The two girls who were caught were also quite pretty. They were almost comparable to Pei Xue.

In particular, one of them, wearing a short, off-white cheongsam, was young, slim, graceful, tall, pretty, and pure, so Zhang Yong, without thinking twice, marked the little white dot representing her 2.

He was attracted to this girl.

He wanted to pay attention to the other party. He was purely seduced by her beauty.

Alas...

I feel so depraved...

But she is really very beautiful! He asked himself if he could be as pure as Liu Xiaohui and not get distracted...

He thought about the very dangerous activity she was engaged in. If she was caught by the Japanese, the consequences would be unimaginable. Even if she was caught by the local military police, it would be very troublesome.

She was so beautiful, and definitely a femme fatale!

Suddenly, this beautiful girl appeared, and he didn't know how to continue intimidating her. What if she really had a problem after being scared?

However, in the end, he had to put on a stern face. He had to continue intimidating her.

It was better to scare her into having a problem than to actually fall into the hands of the enemy. She was so beautiful, really...

'Who are you? Why are you arresting me?'

The tall, thin, handsome student cried out anxiously. Obviously, he had not yet figured out the situation. He did not realise the gravity of the situation.

Zhang Yong did not say a word. He placed the gun on the table. The boy's face turned pale and he immediately cowered.

'We didn't do anything...' he stammered in defence.

'Lock them both in the room next door,' Zhang Yong waved his hand coldly.

Luo Yiming and the others immediately got to work.

They pushed the two girls into the next room and left. They went outside to keep watch.

They would not be involved in any interrogations.

They all knew that Zhang Yong would not kill innocent people. Most likely, he was just trying to scare them.

They were lucky to be in Zhang Yong's hands. If they had been caught by the Japanese, then...

'What are you doing?'

The prettiest girl said, struggling.

Zhang Yong looked at her coldly. She immediately shut up. Then she began to feel a deep fear.

Who was the other party?

Why were they being captured?

What would happen to them?

The more she thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Unable to help herself, she fell into a deep state of fear.

Zhang Yong returned to the living room.

His cold gaze fixed on the tall, thin man, 'What's your name?'

'I'm not telling you...'

'Ah!'

Suddenly, the handsome young man screamed.

But Zhang Yong casually grabbed the other person's finger and then broke it backwards. It was a very simple action, but the other person couldn't bear it.

He shook his head. Zhang Yong let go of the other person.

This one is probably a bit bad. I don't think he can withstand the torture.

He returned to the previous student, grabbed his finger, and broke it backwards. The other person endured it the whole time.

Although it was painful. His cheeks were distorted. Cold sweat was dripping. However, he never screamed. Even though his calves were trembling from the pain.

It's okay. This one is stronger. He can withstand some pain.

However, it's useless. When it really comes to torture, these young people simply can't take it.

Zhang Yong turned around and entered the next room.

The two girls trembled when they saw him come in.

They didn't know who Zhang Yong was. But they could clearly sense his ferocity and evil.

'You, don't come any closer...'

'Confess yourselves. Don't make me do it.'

'I, I...'

'You are women, I am a man. You should know what I want to do.'

'I, I, you, you don't come over...'

'I have people all over the place. No matter what I do, you can't resist.'

'No, no, you don't come over...'

'Speak!'

Zhang Yong suddenly roared.

The two girls suddenly felt a chill run through their bodies. They almost fainted on the spot.

Damn.

When had they ever seen such a scene?

Seeing Zhang Yong coming up to them and reaching out to tear their clothes off, they immediately crumbled. They hid back as hard as they could.

'We are, are, are students from the Normal University...'

'What were you doing at the corner?'

'Picking someone up.'

'Picking someone up?'

'Outside...'

'What were you going to do after picking him up?'

'Organising, organising the movement...'

'With Beiping?'

'Yes. Huh? How did you know?'

'Humph!'

Zhang Yong withdrew his hand.

Okay, it's confirmed. This is what's going on.

The students are secretly connecting. They are a few of the representatives. I guess the volcano is about to erupt.

September 12th...

September 12th...

Could it be next month?

Next month is December. December 9th...

Haha.

It's just in time.

Get the knife.

Cut the ropes off the two of them.

The two women: ?

What's going on?

They looked at each other in confusion.

Zhang Yong ignored them and walked out, cutting the ropes of the two men.

The two men were also full of confusion.

'You're lucky to be in my hands, if you fall into the hands of the Japanese, hehe,' Zhang Yong looked at the two girls, 'I'm afraid you can no longer maintain your innocence.'

The two girls both lowered their heads. They didn't dare to speak. They were shocked inside.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong didn't continue.

He remembered Mei Lu's reminder. If she really had a panic attack, that would be bad.

Suddenly, his mind snapped into action.

The map prompt had a small dot, as if it was hesitating.

'Don't move!'

Zhang Yong walked out.

He saw a familiar yet strange figure.

Who?

Fang Huaizhou!

The owner of the Huaizhou Bookstore on Shanghai's Fourth Road!

The underground party member.

The one who was arrested by the Party Affairs Investigation Department and then detonated a hand grenade.

He must have been injured and escaped into the tunnels.

In the end, it was Zhang Yong who saved Shi Bingdao by giving him a lot of medicine, which he must have used on Fang Huaizhou. After that, there was no news of Fang Huaizhou.

Unexpectedly, I met him in Tianjin.

It seems that some people and some things, even if you miss them,

you will meet again. Look carefully. Yes, it's him!

In fact, Zhang Yong had never met Fang Huaizhou. But he had his information.

Anyone the Party's Department of Investigation is after is certainly someone Zhang Yong should pay attention to. So he pulled out Fang Huaizhou's information.

Then he had to get some relevant information from Shi Bingdao.

However, Fang Huaizhou didn't know Zhang Yong.

He didn't have any information on Zhang Yong. After recovering from his injuries, he left Shanghai Beach.

Following the organisation's arrangements, he came to the distant Tianjinwei. He continued to work underground. After his injuries, his appearance had changed quite a bit. It happened to be a good way to hide his identity.

Why did Zhang Yong recognise the other man? He couldn't explain it himself.

But...

he did recognise him. He knew that the other man was Fang Huaizhou.

Li Jingzhi was desperate to join him. They almost got caught. In the end, Li Boqi got him into the telecommunications department. It was a long and winding road.

Fang Huaizhou saw Zhang Yong come out. He hesitated slightly, then continued walking over.

His expression was calm. There was nothing out of the ordinary about him.

Zhang Yong also kept his expression unchanged. He waited until the other person came up to him before he reached out to stop him.

'What do you do?'

'You are...'

'I'm from Jinling. The Special Branch of the Fuxing Society. Have you heard of it?'

'What branch?'

'I'm in charge of catching Japanese spies. What are you doing loitering here? Are you trying to find out some information? You look very suspicious to me!'

'You're joking, boss. I was born and raised in Tianjin. How could I be a Japanese spy?'

'Since you're not a spy, don't go wandering around.'

'I understand, I understand.'

Fang Huaizhou hurriedly covered his tracks and left.

Then he happened to see four students walking out of the building.

His face suddenly changed.

They were the ones he was looking for. They were actually here.

They wanted to leave.

But they couldn't.

Those were the fresh blood that the party organisation was absorbing.

He absolutely couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

He turned back.

'What?' Zhang Yong frowned.

'They are all my students...' Fang Huaizhou said slowly, 'Why are they here...'

'Oh, I thought they were Japanese spies. We've arrested the wrong people.'

'Huh? The wrong people?'

Fang Huaizhou was suddenly relieved. So it was the wrong people.

It's good that it's the wrong people.

If it wasn't the wrong people, then it would be trouble.

The Fuxing Society...

The Secret Service...

They are all ruthless demons!

Zhang Yong took out a few banknotes from his right hand, took the hand of the prettiest girl with his left hand, and slipped it into her hand.

He took a few steps back and said, 'I'm sorry to trouble you all. Please go.'

The two male students hurriedly left quickly. A girl also walked away hurriedly. The prettiest girl was the only one who looked a little dazed.

She looked at the banknotes in her hand blankly. Did it seem like a banknote? He gave himself a banknote?

It didn't seem like just one? Was it a lot?

I don't understand...

Why did he give himself a banknote?

He, he, he...

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He took Luo Yiming and the others and left.

Fang Huaizhou was completely relieved, and then looked at the pretty girl.

The other girl asked doubtfully, 'Su Yuxi, what's wrong with you?'

Su Yuxi slowly spread her palm.

Everyone: ?

Silver ticket?

What's going on?

Who gave it to you? Zhang Yong? He gave it to you?

Why did he give it to her? And why so much? It seems to be worth thousands of dollars...

Fang Huaizhou was also puzzled.

What did this Zhang Yong want? Was he lusting after Su Yuxi's beauty?

It seems so.

What kind of good guy would be in the secret service department of the Fuxing Society?

He immediately instructed Su Yuxi to keep the silver note safe. Not a single one should be missing. When they next met Zhang Yong, they should return it to him immediately.

Su Yuxi nodded. It meant that she would do as instructed.

Then...

They didn't notice that, around the corner, a few figures were approaching quietly.