Chapter 467: The Cusp of Danger

'You really live in there?'

'Yes. I do live in there. I have always lived in there...'

The Japanese spy's dying reply.

It was very realistic.

There was no flaw in it.

If someone didn't know the situation and barged in like that, they would definitely suffer greatly.

When Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming enter with their guns drawn, they will inevitably cause the people inside to become extremely nervous. Once the shooting starts, it will be truly impossible to tell who is shooting whom.

In the midst of the chaos, no one will be able to escape easily. In the end, both sides will suffer losses.

This Japanese spy is really sinister.

Even at this point, he has not forgotten to set a trap for himself.

'Go!'

Yang Zhi is about to lead the charge.

Zhang Yong subconsciously reached out to stop him, but found that his hand was not responding.

Oh, his shoulder is injured. He can't move his right hand. Other parts of his body are not very flexible either. Basically, he is now completely unable to fight.

'Come back!'

'Come back!'

Zhang Yong shouted anxiously.

Yang Zhi turned his head. Retreating. A puzzled look on his face.

'There are a lot of guns inside.'

'What?'

'There are several groups of people inside, all armed. I don't know what's going on.'

'Huh?'

Yang Zhi was surprised.

He looked back at the dilapidated building.

It must be many years old. It was dilapidated. There were no windows.

It was possible that there was no landlord. The people living there were at the mercy of fate.

It was not surprising that someone was armed.

It was possible that there were bandits hiding inside.

The question was...

How did Zhang Yong know?

However, since Zhang Yong had said so, there must be a reason.

It was indeed very dangerous to rush in.

If the people inside have guns, they can ambush them at any time. Then there will be heavy casualties.

Zhang Yong looked back at the Japanese spy.

The Japanese spy's face was pale, with an expression of disbelief.

Surprise.

Fear.

How did Zhang Yong know?

How did he know that there were several groups of people inside with guns?

In fact, the Japanese spy himself had learned this inadvertently. That was why he deliberately brought Zhang Yong here.

He wanted Zhang Yong and the others to fall into the trap of a melee.

Using a borrowed knife to kill someone.

He was willing to risk his own life to get Zhang Yong into a conflict with the people inside. By then, even if he was killed, Zhang Yong would also suffer heavy losses.

Unfortunately, his plan was revealed.

What would be the consequences next? It was imaginable.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong wanted to draw his sword directly and finish off the Japanese spy with one stroke.

Since they were not cooperating, they should just die!

However...

He couldn't do it.

His arm didn't respond.

Sigh...

'Kill him!'

There was no choice. He had to use his mouth.

Yang Zhi immediately drew his sword and killed the Japanese spy.

He waved his hand and dragged the corpse away. He just found a ruined place to dispose of it. He didn't even bother to bury it.

The life of a Japanese spy was really cheap. Especially if they didn't cooperate.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong led the men back in a huff.

They continued to catch the next Japanese spy.

The next red dot was nearby. It was less than 300 meters away.

Drive. Arrive at the red dot. Discover that the red dot is actually a street performer. He is performing in an open space on the street.

Zhang Yong observes for a while. Discover that the target indicated on the map is unarmed. However, the target is clearly holding a scalpel in his hand!

The target is playing with the knife, playing with great skill.

Understood. The system map will not indicate anything about cold weapons. Therefore, the enemy may still be concealing a dagger or something.

So, he still needs to be careful in the future. Don't let the enemy attack you with a dagger.

'Good!'

'Good!'

After a while of swordplay, he won applause.

It has to be said, in the north, there are really a lot of people who practice martial arts. There are also many people who like to practice martial arts. And there are even more people who like to watch others practice martial arts.

The target, a Japanese spy, puts down the sword. He casually picks up a red-tasseled spear.

'Swish, swish, swish...'

'Swish, swish, swish...'

The spear came out like a dragon. The momentum was like a rainbow.

An ordinary red-tasseled spear in the hands of the Japanese spy actually had the momentum to sweep thousands of troops and horses.

Zhang Yong was secretly amazed.

This Japanese spy is really something. He has stolen a lot of Chinese martial arts.

If he didn't have a spear in his hands, I don't think he could have caught the other guy. Just watching him jump and leap, I'd say he could easily scale a three- or four-metre wall.

Amazing.

I'm impressed.

Really.

I wonder if any of us are as good as that?

'Clap, clap!'

'Clap, clap!'

They applauded. At the same time, they pushed forward.

The Japanese spy saw Zhang Yong. But he didn't care. He thought Zhang Yong was just there to watch the fun.

It wasn't until the end of the performance that the crowd started to pay their respects.

Zhang Yong walked onto the stage from the corner and took out five banknotes. They were all 100-yuan notes from the Baoshang Bank. He waved them around.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn. All the noise stopped immediately.

'Thank you, young master!'

'Thank you, young master!'

The Japanese spy thought Zhang Yong had come to reward him. He was suddenly beaming.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong ignored him. Instead, he looked at the people in the audience.

Zhang Yong said loudly, 'Do you see this? This is 500 silver dollars! Whoever can come up here and defeat him will get 500 silver dollars.'

The entertainer's face immediately fell. It turned out that the other party had come to amuse himself.

There had been a misunderstanding. He had thought it was a reward.

However, he was quite confident in his martial arts skills.

It was not going to be that easy to defeat him. Hmph. In the end, those 500 silver dollars would definitely be his.

'I'll do it!'

Someone in the crowd immediately called out.

There were many martial artists in the audience. Some of them were very confident in themselves.

The one who answered was a young man. About twenty years old. He looked very tough.

Zhang Yong nodded, 'Okay, you come!'

The young man jumped up and didn't say a word.

He started fighting.

The two of them started fighting directly.

They didn't use weapons. It was a pure contest of fists and feet.

At the beginning, it was the young man who had the upper hand. But soon it was reversed.

In the end, the street performer kicked him off the stage.

Zhang Yong's face was expressionless.

It seems that this Japanese spy is ruthless!

This kick was obviously emotional. It was meant to destroy the other person's offspring.

After the young man was kicked off the stage, he almost fainted on the spot. Everyone else was shocked. For the time being, they didn't dare to challenge him.

The Japanese spy sneered at the corner of his mouth. He was secretly pleased.

A bunch of sick men from East Asia, where are his opponents? He is the best fighter...

A moment later, someone else challenged him.

The result...

He was kicked off the stage again.

Zhang Yong could see it. This Japanese spy was very good at using his legs.

Before, he used his legs to kick people off the stage. Now, too. It seemed a bit like the Foshan Shadowless Kick? Or the Ghostly Kick?

A third person challenged him. He was defeated again.

He was still kicked off the stage by the Japanese spy. His injuries were also quite serious.

Then came the fourth...

the fifth...

They were all kicked off the stage.

Finally, there was a lull. No one dared to go on stage.

The Japanese spy couldn't hide the sneer on the corner of his mouth. His peripheral vision caught Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong's face was expressionless.

What a disappointment.

We Chinese actually don't have any experts?

Where is the legendary Huo Yuanjia? Where is Chen Zhen? Why haven't I seen any of them?

'I'll do it!'

Suddenly, someone called out in a deep voice.

Zhang Yong: ...

Huh? This voice is so familiar.

He turns around. It's Tiger Ba. He's followed by Bear.

This guy, he's actually here to join the fun?

Good, you've come at the right time!

I'll see just how strong Tiger Ba really is.

Zhang Yong had never seen Tiger Ba fight before. He had no idea just how strong Tiger Ba really was.

He then hesitantly bowed to Tiger Ba as his senior. But he had never seen Tiger Ba fight before. He had only seen the so-called Iron Wire Fist in Stephen Chow's movies.

I wonder if Tiger Ba needs to put an iron ring on his wrist before a fight?

Tiger Ba came onto the stage.

'So it's the boss,' the street performer actually knew Tiger Ba.

'Let's exchange martial arts techniques, just a bit of sparring,' Tiger Ba said.

'Sorry, I lost,' the Japanese spy seemed to be a bit intimidated by Tiger Ba. He took the initiative to admit defeat. At the same time, he packed up and prepared to leave.

Tiger Ba looked at Zhang Yong.

The other party has admitted defeat. It seems that there is no way to continue the fight.

Otherwise, it would be bullying. He couldn't do it.

Zhang Yong came to Tiger Ba's front and said calmly, 'This guy is Japanese.'

Tiger Ba's eyes immediately sank. But he didn't say anything.

Zhang Yong said that the other person was Japanese, and that was Japanese. It was never wrong.

In that case, he couldn't let the other person go.

He immediately reached out to stop the other person. Then he punched.

The Japanese spy hurriedly backed up. At the same time, he blocked. The two men fought on the ring.

'Good!'

'Good!'

The audience below cheered.

Before, the Japanese spy had injured several people. Everyone was angry.

Although they didn't know that the opponent was the Japanese spy, Tiger Ba stopped the opponent. Everyone supported him. They cheered for Tiger Ba.

Zhang Yong watched with interest.

Tiger Ba was indeed very capable. His punches were to the bone. There was nothing flashy about them.

The main thing was a powerful momentum. If he gets hit by one of his punches, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Sure enough...

'Boom!'

Ritsu was hit by the first punch. He took two steps back on the spot.

Zhang Yong simply sat down. He slowly enjoyed the show. It seems like he has worshipped the right master. His hands-on skills are really strong.

I guess if it were him, he would have been knocked down by Ba Laohu's punch.

Ritsu was actually able to withstand it, just taking two steps back. Then he returned to normal. He is indeed very strong.

But...

'Boom!'

The second punch came quickly.

This time, the Japanese spy took seven or eight steps back.

Zhang Yong could clearly see the Japanese spy's face turn red. It looked like a pig's liver. It was obvious that the blood and Qi inside his body were surging uncontrollably.

Not bad.

Not bad.

Ba Laohu is really something. He is worthy of being your senior.

'Boom!'

The third punch...

'Boom!'

The fourth punch...

The Japanese spy gradually collapsed. He was unable to fight back.

Zhang Yong began to smile.

Fine, I'll kill you, you son of a bitch. You really think that just because you Japanese have learned a little kung fu, you can defeat the Chinese in the ring!

You're joking...

'Boom!'

'Ah...'

Suddenly, the Japanese spy let out a scream.

But it was from a heavy punch from Ba Laohu. He stumbled. Unable to stand steadily, he kept backing up.

As a result, he didn't notice that the edge of the ring was right behind him. He tumbled straight off the ring.

He tried to struggle to his feet, but found that he was being held down.

He was then tied up.

Handcuffs and leg irons were placed on him. Everything was meticulously done. The main point was to be foolproof.

To be fair, this Japanese spy was indeed very skilled in martial arts. If they weren't fighting, but running away, Tiger Ba would be unable to do anything about him.

His body is definitely not as agile as the Japanese spy. He definitely can't catch up.

'Who are you people? Why are you arresting me?' The Japanese spy yelled hysterically, struggling desperately.

Even though he was bound with ropes and shackled, he was still very crazy.

The ropes actually seemed to be breaking from the struggle.

Several people were unable to hold him down.

Zhang Yong took out his Colt M1911 pistol with his left hand. He shot the Japanese spy in the bend of the knee.

So strong?

Sorry about that. I had to maim you.

'Bang!'

The gun went off.

The Japanese spy let out a muffled grunt.

He no longer had the strength to struggle.

His knee cap had been blown off. Ahead was the knee. One leg was suddenly disabled.

'Bang!'

Zhang Yong continued to shoot.

He blew both of the enemy's knees away.

Sorry, you were too strong. I had to resort to this. You are a Japanese spy. You deserve it.

'You...'

'You...'

The Japanese spy yelled furiously.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yong as if they were about to burst into flames.

His teeth seemed to have been bitten off.

If his knees had not been blown away, he would have really been able to break the rope and then take Zhang Yong's life.

Unfortunately...

It will never happen.

His knees were smashed, which meant that both of his legs were disabled.

And more than 70% of his martial arts skills were in his legs...

'Do you know who I am?'

'You are...'

'I am Zhang Yong!'

'Who?'

The Japanese spy looked confused.

Outrage. Madness. But really didn't know who Zhang Yong was.

Zhang Yong: ???

Sorry, failed to bluff.

This Japanese spy actually didn't know who he was? Was there no news transmission within the Japanese spy?

Or did the spy ring deliberately conceal his existence?

That was careless...

I thought I was already famous.

I never thought...

I still have 99.99 years to go before becoming a century-old business...

But this Japanese spy is indeed very special. He is also very skilled. He feels the need to interrogate him.

'Take him back!'

'Back to where?'

'49 Shihu Street.'

'Yes!'

The group immediately returned.

They returned to No. 49 Shihu Street. They found Yu Lexing standing in the doorway.

When he saw Zhang Yong return, Yu Lexing immediately hurried up.

Zhang Yong: ?

Something happened?

"Instructor Yu, what's wrong?'

'Hurry. Team Leader Li is here.'

'What Team Leader Li?'

'Li Boqi.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Li Boqi actually came? How was that possible?

'Where is he?'

'He's inside.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was both surprised and delighted.

He hurriedly strode in.

Sure enough, he saw Li Boqi. And Wu Liupi. And Yan Guangkun!

They had all come!

What a surprise!

What excitement!

It was like meeting old friends in a strange land!

Li Boqi's deadpan face looked surprisingly kind.

He hurriedly stood at attention. But there was no way he could salute.

His right hand couldn't lift. His left hand was also sore. He couldn't lift it in place.

'Team leader!'

'Showing off?'

'I've been a bit out of it lately,'

Zhang Yong answered honestly.

He didn't care about his injuries at all. He didn't want to go to the hospital either.

He could just keep applying medicine himself. Fighting wasn't his forte anyway.

Besides, Li Boqi was here.

There was no need for him to charge forward.

It was really good that Li Boqi had arrived at this time.

He had just mentioned Li Boqi to Yule, and Li Boqi had arrived immediately.

Yay!

From now on, we can break the law again.

Although he is already breaking the law now. But with Li Boqi looking after him, he can break the law even more...

Li Boqi frowned as he looked at his wound.

This little guy is really worrying. He made such a big move.

The bullet was only a wrist's distance from his heart. If it had missed just a little, he would have died.

'By the way, should I start calling you the stationmaster?'

'What?'

Li Boqi was clearly taken aback.

Zhang Yong: ...

Yu Lexing: ...

Yan Guangkun: ...

Li Boqi's face fell. 'What's going on?'

Zhang Yong had to say, "Well, I heard a rumour that the Director is going to appoint you as the stationmaster of Tianjin Station...'

'Nonsense!" Li Boqi's face darkened, "Gossip! Who told you that? Let him come forward and say something!'

'I heard it wrong," Zhang Yong said, bowing his head.

Of course he wouldn't give Yu Lexing up. He wasn't stupid.

The question is, if Li Boqi appeared in Tianjin, was he not there to be the station manager? Then what was he there for?

"So, team leader, you came to Tianjin...'

'To carry out a mission.'

'What mission? Can I know?'

'General Cai is coming to Tianjin. We need to prepare in advance. Ensure General Cai's safety.'

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong was stunned again.

General Cai is coming to Tianjin?

Wow!

That's really the cusp of the storm!