Chapter 466: Those who survive a great calamity will surely have blessings later

Bad news: I'm injured.

The bullet went through my shoulder. From the back. I'm bleeding profusely.

Half of my body is numb. My right hand is completely out of control. It can only hang limply. I can feel the piercing pain.

Good news: I'm only injured.

The bullet passed through his shoulder. It didn't stay inside. That means it didn't hit the bone.

It's usually not fatal.

Alas...

Suddenly, he noticed that the map had changed.

He inadvertently zoomed in on a small white dot and noticed that it had something more.

It looked like the symbol for a gun?

He looked back.

He looked at Zhu Yuan in the distance.

He noticed that Zhang Yong had been shot and hurriedly ran up quickly.

On the map, the small white dot representing Zhu Yuan is enlarged, and you can see that there is an additional pistol symbol.

Does this mean that the other person is armed?

Suddenly, you see a single pistol symbol.

Huh?

This is...

On closer inspection, it is the pistol of the Japanese invader.

After the Japanese invader was shot to death, the pistol was thrown aside.

The small red dot representing the Japanese invader has disappeared. But the pistol symbol is still there. Is this a symbol for a weapon?

If you survive a disaster, there will be blessings?

The system has added a weapon display to prevent itself from being attacked?

It's possible...

Otherwise, if he wasn't on guard, he would be attacked sooner or later.

But now that the weapon display has been added, he will be more careful. It would be foolish for him to approach someone he has discovered has a weapon...

He's just inexperienced. He's not foolish.

'Captain.'

'Come on!'

Luo Yiming ripped open Zhang Yong's clothes. Examine the wound. Apply a pad.

This is a very primitive form of a tourniquet. It is soaked in alcohol. And there is some powdered gold wound medicine. It is concocted by the medical department of the Fuxing Society. It is carried with them at all times.

As long as it is not a vital area that has been hit, this is usually how it is treated. The prognosis is generally good.

'Captain, should we go to the hospital now?'

'No need,'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

It is a trauma. He will not die. No need to go for now.

He was ambushed by a Japanese spy. Of course he wants revenge.

The shoe-shiner had already been killed by Luo Yiming and the others. He had been shot at least twenty times.

He was worthless.

However, there were still a few small red dots nearby.

If he let these dots live until tomorrow, he would not be called Zhang Yong.

'Go make a phone call and ask Yang Zhi to bring someone over.'

'Okay!'

Luo Yiming immediately arranged it.

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at his shoulder. Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped.

Gold wound medicine is still very effective these days. Generally speaking, penetrating wounds and sharp-blade wounds are relatively easy to deal with.

What's more troublesome is when the bullet is embedded in the bone.

That's a bit difficult.

After all, traditional Chinese medicine is not very good at surgery. Western medicine is better at removing bullets and so on.

'Shaolong!'

'Shaolong!'

He heard someone calling from behind.

It turned out to be Mei Luwen, who had hurriedly rushed over upon hearing the news.

Zhang Yong subconsciously enlarged the small dots that represented her. Oh. No weapon. She is safe.

Suddenly, he realised that in the future, he could play tricks again.

As long as the other person is unarmed, he can bully them as much as he likes. Hehe...

Stop!

You're thinking again!

The system is here to save your life, not to bully others!

But bullying a Japanese spy must be fine, right? Right...

'You...'

'It's fine. It's just a superficial wound.'

'Let me help you take care of it.'

Mei Lu frowned.

She wasn't too worried.

Objectively speaking, it was indeed a superficial wound.

A bullet that passed through the shoulder was no big deal. There was no need to be nervous.

Disinfection would usually not worsen the situation.

In these troubled times, it was really common to be shot by a bullet. As long as it wasn't a vital part. Everyone was very calm.

Soon, Yang Zhi arrived with his men.

He wasn't surprised to see Zhang Yong injured. Who among the members of the Fuxing Society hadn't been injured a little?

'Follow me!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand habitually.

It turned out that his right hand wouldn't obey him. He couldn't move it. His left hand was also stiff.

Forget it. Use your mouth.

It was likely that Zhang Yong could only move his mouth.

He went to the nearby grocery store. His target was inside. It was the grocery store owner.

Zhang Yong enlarged the small dot that represented him. He discovered that he was unarmed. However, there was a pistol symbol in the back of the grocery store. This indicated that there was a weapon hidden in the back.

Alas...

Suddenly, he felt a little greedy.

When would he show the gold symbol again? Show all the money. He could follow the map...

'Arrest!'

It was concise and to the point.

Several secret agents pounced on him and grabbed him.

Because of the previous incident, someone was on guard with a gun when the grab took place.

As soon as the target made the slightest dangerous move, a shot was fired.

Zhang Yong was lucky. He managed to dodge it. The bullet hit his shoulder. However, if it had happened at a different time or in a different place, it would have been a different story.

If the bullet had hit his heart, he would have died instantly.

Successfully captured!

The grocer was unarmed. He was of course unable to resist arrest. He was then tied up tightly. Even a Da Luo Jin Xian couldn't break free.

But he didn't immediately gag the target. Instead, he let him yell: 'What are you doing? What are you doing?'

Zhang Yong walked over and walked past him. Patted him on the shoulder.

Entered the back of the grocery store. Compared the map and found the location indicated by the pistol mark.

He found it in a messy storage room. It was full of all kinds of miscellaneous items. It stank. Was that salted fish?

Shit...

The smell of salted fish...

Ugh...

'Yang Zhi!'

'Yes!'

'Search inside! Take everything out!'

'Yes!'

Yang Zhi answered.

He immediately led the men to throw everything out.

Zhang Yong went in with his nose covered. Checking the map location. He was sure that the pistol mark was in the corner.

He walked over. He stamped on the ground. He found it was empty.

Huh. There's something down there.

'Dig!'

he shouted immediately.

Yang Zhi and the others immediately got to work. They dug up the ground.

Sure enough, there was a secret space underneath. Inside was a wooden box. Dust covered the surface.

He picked it up.

Violently opened it.

Inside were two pistols: a Browning M1903 and a revolver. There were also bullets. There were also some silver notes and foreign currency. Scattered about, there were almost 2,000 yuan.

I think this is the entire fortune of the Japanese spy. Guns and money, he has it all. And he hid it pretty well.

No need to interrogate him. There is no doubt that he is the Japanese spy.

All that is missing is a radio.

'Bring him up!'

'Yes!'

Yang Zhi waved his hand.

The grocer was escorted up.

When he saw the wooden box dug up, the Japanese spy's face turned deathly pale. He didn't know what to say.

Exposed? Who ratted on him?

If no one had ratted on him, how did the other side know everything?

Even the wooden box he had hidden well could be dug up in such a short time. It was as if they knew where it was in advance.

This was really strange.

Only he knew where the wooden box was hidden!

To prevent the police dogs or someone with a particularly sensitive nose from sniffing it out, he had put in a lot of salted fish to confuse the smell.

Unexpectedly, it was still found. The other party came in directly and found it.

They were about to split the money.

It had been a long time since they had split the money. Maybe ten days?

It is estimated that it is because they have not split the money for too long that their luck has turned for the worse. He was shot. He was injured.

So he took out all the scattered banknotes. Ten for each person. The rest was given to Zhu Yuan.

The police officers also want to get something out of it. They will be more motivated in the future.

With the reward money, they will be the first to catch Japanese spies in the future.

'Take him away!'

'Yes!'

The Japanese spy is taken to an empty house.

Before the interrogation begins, Zhang Yong already has a Colt M1991 pistol in his left hand.

His left hand is not very agile. But it doesn't matter. Close range.

Bang!

A shot explodes the target's knee.

The Colt M1911 uses 11.43 mm bullets, which are very lethal.

The target's knee was instantly shattered.

'You... You...'

'I am Zhang Yong. The one who arrests Japanese spies. Now do you know why I arrested you?'

'Baka!'

The grocer gritted his teeth.

Hearing Zhang Yong's name, he knew that there was no point in hiding anything.

Begging for mercy was useless. The other person shot him on the spot. The other person was also injured. His shoulder was covered in blood.

It was clear that the other person was taking revenge.

'You're dead...' the Japanese spy sneered.

Then he saw Zhang Yong holding an ejector in his left hand, aimed at his forehead.

The Japanese spy continued to sneer. He obviously wasn't afraid of death.

In the end, Zhang Yong was unable to hold the pistol level. He was not used to holding a gun in his left hand.

In the end...

the muzzle still drooped downward.

'Bang!'

the gun went off.

It hit the Japanese spy in the other knee.

Alas...

maybe he still needs to go to the hospital.

After searching out all the nearby Japanese spies. After letting off steam. He just needs to go to the hospital for a bit of treatment.

The Japanese spy fainted on the spot.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong said.

Yang Zhi, Luo Yiming, and the others immediately fled.

Outside, Zhu Yuan led the patrolmen in and came in to replace them. They arrested the paralyzed Japanese spy.

Sure enough, the constables, who had been rewarded with shiny silver dollars, were like people on amphetamines. One was more aggressive than the other.

'Baka...'

'Baka...'

The Japanese spy woke up. He started swearing again.

Zhu Yuan raised his gun and smashed it hard against his mouth. This muted his voice.

The Japanese spy lost most of his teeth. His mouth was full of blood.

Zhu Yuan sneered and slapped the Japanese spy again. The blow made the other person's eyes fill with stars.

Hagya? Go slowly to the prison and hagya. Killing you with a gunshot is too easy for you!

'Take him away!'

...

Zhang Yong led the men closer to the second target.

The second target was actually inside the Fenghui Bank. Not bad. They have all infiltrated the Fenghui Bank.

This is a British bank! It has also been infiltrated by the Japanese.

Arrived at the door. Searching for the target. Found that the target is actually a manager-like person. He is introducing it to a British person.

Enlarge the map. Very good. The other person is not carrying a weapon.

That's a relief.

Zhang Yong silently walks over. Standing nearby, he watches without disturbing the other person.

This Japanese spy speaks fluent English. It seems that his professional knowledge is also quite good.

The British person consulting him is very satisfied. When leaving, he even specially gives the Japanese spy a one-pound tip.

Zhang Yong walks up.

'Hello, how can I help you?'

'Ah, hello, I have a question.'

Zhang Yong took out a stack of banknotes.

It was the one that had been pierced by a bullet. It was from Beiping.

The Japanese spy politely took it. He looked at it closely.

'I'm sorry, sir, these are banknotes from the Baoshang Bank. You need to go to the Baoshang Bank to exchange them. I'm afraid you'll have to make another trip,' said the Japanese spy politely. 'If you have business with the Hefenghui Bank, I'd be happy to help...'

'Then come with us! I do have something to trouble you with,'

'What is it?'

'I am Zhang Yong. I am the one who arrested the Japanese spy Zhang Yong.'

'Ah...'

The Japanese spy's face involuntarily changed.

He knew the name Zhang Yong. However, he had never met Zhang Yong. He never imagined that he would actually be in front of him.

This person is not friendly...

However, he remained very calm.

'Sir, you may have misunderstood. I don't know you...'

'Do you see the injury on my shoulder? It was inflicted by you Japanese. I am very eager to retaliate now.'

'Sir...'

'I don't want to fight you here...'

'Baka!'

The Japanese spy suddenly cursed out.

He knew he couldn't escape. The other party was clearly here for revenge.

The other party was injured. It was the Japanese spy who had injured him. If he fell into the hands of the other party, what would happen? An idiot could imagine the consequences. So, he subconsciously wanted to resist.

However, someone immediately pounced on him and quickly subdued him.

Zhang Yong turned around and walked away.

The others escorted the Japanese spy out.

No one stopped them.

Because no one else knew what had happened.

Then Zhu Yuan came in.

He was there to clean up.

Zhang Yong was responsible for the arrests. He was responsible for the aftermath. They worked well together.

Zhang Yong also gave Zhu Yuan a share of the seized Japanese spy assets. After all, Anderson had said that Zhang Yong would get all the Japanese spy assets.

'Take him away!'

'Yes!'

Take the Japanese spies to a secluded spot outside.

It's a wasteland. It's a mess all around. In fact, it's already outside the concession.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Zhang Yong fires two shots in a row. The Japanese spy's knee is blown up.

Am I taking revenge? Of course not. I'm worried that the Japanese spies will escape. So, completely destroy their ability to walk.

If they want to escape, they can still crawl...

No interrogation either.

It's purely for the sake of shooting.

If I get shot once, the Japanese spy gets shot a hundred times.

Two shots each. Fifty Japanese spies is about right. It doesn't seem particularly difficult.

'Where is your home?'

'What?'

'I said, where do you live?'

'I...'

The Japanese spy is paralyzed on the ground, trying to break down, but not breaking down.

Zhang Yong's shoulders are covered in blood. But it has stopped bleeding. The two knees of the Japanese spy are still bleeding.

'You think if you don't say anything, I won't find you?'

'Tianping Road...'

'Take him away!'

Zhang Yong turned around and left.

Someone immediately dragged the spy up. They dragged him to the car.

They sped off.

They arrived at Tianping Road. It was also outside the concession.

The British concession in Tianjin was much smaller than the Shanghai public concession. There were probably only 20,000 to 30,000 people inside.

At No. 35 Tianping Road. The home of the Japanese spy was found. It was rented. A very large house. Almost all the tenants inside. There were people from all walks of life. It was very complicated with people coming and going.

Zhang Yong studied the map carefully. He discovered that there were actually five pistol symbols inside this building.

That's amazing. There are weapons hidden in five places?

At the same time, the system map also showed that there were pistol symbols on the bodies of multiple small white dots.

He was secretly on guard.

This indicates that there are several dangerous people inside!

If he barges in recklessly, there is a chance of a misunderstanding, and a gunfight could break out. He would definitely be the one to suffer.

Since the system map has already warned him, of course he won't be stupid.