Chapter 469: Pinch the Japanese invaders seven inches

"Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously and almost fell off the stake.

Bala Tiger, who was standing nearby, looked on. He kept shaking his head. This junior fellow of his really has no talent for martial arts!

He just asked him to stand on the plum blossom stake for a while. He didn't even ask him to do any movements. After just ten minutes, Zhang Yong couldn't hold on any longer.

Although, this guy has a shoulder injury. But, it's not like you're being asked to use your hands.

You just need to stand steadily on the stake and hold on for half an hour. How long is half an hour? It's only an hour.

It's not like you're standing in military position.

You can move around as you like.

You can scratch an itch. You can wipe the sweat.

As long as you don't fall off, anything goes.

If you can't even do that,

then you're useless...

If you can't even stand for an hour, you can forget about martial arts.

Practising is useless. You might as well rest.

As it turned out, after just ten minutes, Zhang Yong was already teetering.

Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming, who were watching from afar, were secretly sweating. They were afraid that Zhang Yong would fall off the stake.

To be honest, these plum blossom stakes prepared by Tiger Ba are also perverted. The height is actually more than 10 feet. It's almost the height of a floor. It's so high. It's a bit scary to stand on it.

If it were them, of course they would be fine. They have all been trained. Yang Zhi, needless to say, has always been trained by his uncle Yang Shanfu. Luo Yiming has also been trained by his brother-in-law Zhou Yang.

Only Zhang Yong did not.

He just followed Wei Yong's training for a week.

Later, he was the one in charge. If he wanted to practice, he would. If he didn't want to, he wouldn't.

At one point, Zhang Yong also tried to practice shooting at close range. But he found it wasn't very useful and it was hard to continue improving, so he just laid down.

Anyway, he really hasn't trained for a long time. In terms of individual combat effectiveness, he can bully Ye Wansheng. Of the people under his command, he can't beat any of them.

Of course, it's not that he's not as good as an ordinary person.

Where would he find ordinary people under his command? They've all received at least two years of training.

People like Cao Mengqi have had three years.

After joining the Fuxing Society, this guy is always at the training ground, whether there is anything to do or not.

Cao Mengqi has no need for women at all. Women affect the speed with which he can draw his gun. Many people share this view.

'Continue!'

'Don't come down!'

Ba Laohu is frowning. He is holding a bamboo whip.

It is a real bamboo whip. It is very long. It is very tough. It feels super good to hit someone with it.

Zhang Yong is so depressed!

When Li Boqi arrived, he thought he could relax.

Today was a free day, so he went to a brothel to listen to music.

He immediately took the men from his unit and sneaked out to enjoy himself, as a kind of benefit for everyone.

But he never expected that he would be caught by Tiger Ba before he could enjoy himself. Tiger Ba felt that he was indulging in wine and women and enjoying himself. This was definitely not acceptable. So he caught him and made him practise martial arts.

He started with the most basic standing post. But not the horse stance. It was a high plum blossom post.

The result was tragic.

I regret it so much...

What kind of master should I worship...

He's only digging his own grave...

If it weren't for the fact that he's older than the others, he would definitely regret it.

But now...

He can only bear it...

After half an hour, he jumps off immediately.

He's willing to die.

30 minutes...

45 minutes...

55 minutes...

Victory is in sight.

He suddenly feels energised. He gathers his strength.

If he can just last for the last five minutes, he'll have completed the task. Even the tiger will have nothing to say.

57...

58...

59...

With one minute to go...

Suddenly, for no reason at all, I started sneezing.

This was a disaster.

I couldn't stand up any more. I jumped off the top.

I thought I might break my leg. But Tiger Ba held me firmly.

I'm fine.

It's like holding a fly.

Tiger Ba's grip was so strong, I felt like I was weightless.

'You're too weak,' Tiger Ba was exasperated, 'If you don't work out, you'll suffer sooner or later.'

'I know. I know,' Zhang Yong hurriedly pretended to be positive, 'I'll continue, I'll continue...'

However, while talking, his face looked very painful.

Tiger Ba had to wave his hand and tell him to go away.

I don't know if he was pretending. Or if he really was in pain. After all, he was really injured.

He was really shot.

If you say it didn't hit the vital spot, it was still a shot.

No matter where the bullet hits, it needs a recovery process.

It's useless for Tiger Ba to rush for results.

It's really not that simple to help a worthless person like Zhang Yong get back on his feet.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong has just managed to last for 59 minutes. This shows that there is still a glimmer of hope. He can continue training...

'Captain, the team leader is looking for you!'

Suddenly, someone hurriedly came to pass on the order.

Zhang Yong was suddenly like a person who has been granted a pardon. He hurriedly said goodbye and left. He ran faster than a rabbit.

Ba Tiger: ...

Running so fast?

It seems that he may have been deceived.

This Zhang Yong definitely does not have such poor potential. This guy is just lazy.

Okay, next time, I'll give him a little more to do.

It's been a long time since Ba Tiger personally taught an apprentice. This time, he must bring Zhang Yong along.

Even if he really is a piece of crap, he must be firmly attached to the wall. Become an impenetrable piece.

...

Zhang Yong hurried back to 49 Shihu Street.

He found Li Boqi poring over a map. A deadpan face. Unflappable. The standard model. Yet somehow endearing.

'Feeling good, partying hard?'

'What partying? Tiger Ba dragged me off to train in kung fu.'

'Good. It'll keep you alive.'

'Yes. I'll try.'

'Forget it. You'll be doing Tiger Ba a favour if you don't make him spit blood.'

'No way...'

Zhang Yong responded angrily.

Am I that bad? Tiger Ba spitting blood?

You're joking!

That guy is even more powerful than a rhino.

The Japanese spy was so powerful before, but he was knocked out of the ring by him.

Every move is genuine and unadorned.

He knocks you out of the ring punch after punch. You have no way to resist.

It's a surefire way to dominate. Power reigns supreme.

I'm so envious...

I really want to have Tiger Ba's martial arts skills...

But...

If you have to train in winter and summer, then forget it.

Frankly, he can't do it.

Very few people can.

He had long ago found a very scientific reason for himself. He had already missed the best age for practising martial arts. If he started now, it would be twice the effort for half the result.

So...

Practising martial arts, my ass!

'Come and look at the map.'

'Where?'

'Jinhai Villa.'

'What?'

'What's your impression of Jinhai Villa?'

'I've never been there.'

'I'm going to move Tianjin Station there.'

'Great!'

Zhang Yong immediately agreed.

That Jinhai Villa sounded like a great place.

Although he had never been there, he reflexively thought it would be a one-stop shop for food, drink and entertainment. It was like that in later generations.

However, Zhang Yong soon became dumbfounded.

When Li Boqi took him to the site, he was shocked to discover that it was a complete ruin.

There was no food, drink or entertainment.

There were only ruins.

The weeds were taller than people's heads. There could be hundreds of king cobras hiding inside.

It was over...

Where did the genius Li Boqi find this place? It was perfect.

He found a super ruin...

No. It was unfinished.

From the plan Li Boqi handed him, this Jinhai Villa should be quite large. And indeed, there was food, drink and entertainment.

Unfortunately, it was just a foundation that was laid, and then it was abandoned. Then it was left to grow wild with grass. I don't know how Li Boqi chose it.

Moving from No. 49 Shihu Street here, is it to escape the disaster?

Zhang Yong couldn't help but ask, 'Team Leader, are we going to build it ourselves?'

'Wouldn't it be better to build it ourselves? The main framework is there. We can just take care of the rest ourselves. Build whatever we need.'

'But such a large project will require a lot of construction workers!'

'There are so many refugees in Tianjin, do you worry there won't be enough workers?'

'Well...'

Zhang Yong really wanted to say, 'Do you have any money?'

Such a large project is bound to be very expensive. Without money, don't expect anything.

But the words were on the tip of his tongue, and then he held back. Never mind. No need to talk about money. It hurts feelings.

If you mention money, Li Boqi will definitely ask in return, 'Don't you have any?'

By then, will he answer no? Or yes?

If he says yes, then he'll get it out.

If he says no, then he'll go find it!

What? Can't find it. Just kidding. Fishing for money is his golden calling card. How could he possibly ruin it?

Would he still be able to make a living?

'Have you noticed anything special about this place?'

'What?'

'Where did you catch the three Mei sisters?'

'That what's-it ruin.'

'How far away do you think that ruin is?'

'Huh? It seems to be behind us.'

Zhang Yong looked at the map and felt quite surprised.

It turned out that behind Jinhai Villa was actually the haunted ruins.

In other words, in fact, the future Tianjin Station could enter and exit from the two places: one to the south and one to the north.

These two places, when put together, were quite large.

Not to mention building office areas, living quarters, training grounds, cells, and so on. Even an entire small airport would be possible.

Really. The area was very large. In this era, land was worthless.

With the privileges of the Fuxing Society, it wouldn't cost much to get hold of this land. Maybe nothing at all.

Jinhai Villa was originally a half-finished project. Where did the owner go? The ruins in the back are also ownerless.

Technically speaking, it does have an owner.

But where is its owner? Can he come back? Dares he come back?

Even if he does, would he dare compete with the Fuxing Society for land?

Haha. Don't even think about it.

The only trouble is that you have to build everything yourself.

It is estimated that it will take at least a year or two to build everything. But even if it is built, the Japanese will come and take it over.

When the Japanese occupy Tianjin, they will definitely have to give up this place.

However, Zhang Yong did not object.

He vaguely understood what Li Boqi meant.

That is to say, by engaging in engineering, some work opportunities will be given to those miserable refugees.

There are many refugees around Tianjin, and they need to make a living. They need to earn money to support their families.

In that case, of course he fully supports it.

'Then I'll go get some funding.'

'No need.'

'You have money?'

'No.'

'Then...'

'No need to worry for now. You have a task.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong hurriedly stood at attention.

Li Boqi took out a folder. Handed it to him.

At this moment, on the ruins of Jinhai Villa, there were only the two of them. The others were guarding in the distance.

'Read it yourself!'

'Destroy it immediately after reading.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong took it with both hands.

He read the content. His face remained unchanged.

'Have you finished reading it?'

'Yes.'

'You don't need to read it. It's definitely been leaked.'

'Why?'

'This travel plan has passed through so many hands before it reached me. There must be many Japanese spies in the middle.'

'Then...'

'General Cai will not act according to this plan. But we can. The Japanese invaders will definitely send someone to ambush us. We will do the opposite.'

'Understood!'

Zhang Yong was suddenly overjoyed.

Li Boqi was not there. He was all over the place, without any method.

Although he also dealt the Japanese a potentially very heavy blow, it never felt like he had hit the Japanese where it hurt. The Japanese were injured, but not fatally.

And Li Boqi's plan could very well be fatal to the Japanese. It could probably kill a lot of Japanese.

As soon as Li Boqi arrived, he immediately got down to the nitty-gritty.

Yes, the Japanese spy must have obtained this plan. He will definitely send someone to ambush us.

So what should we do?

Of course, we should ambush the Japanese spy instead. We will get rid of him.

What's that called? Outwit the enemy with his own tactics. The travel plan is the bait. We will lure the Japanese spy out and then kill him.

'Yang Shanfu will be here soon.'

'Oh...'

'He will bring more than a hundred people. By then, you will have more manpower.'

'He is not here...'

'It's fine to delay for a day or two. Maybe we can get even more.'

'That's right.'

Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

Li Boqi really came to stir up trouble. What a grand scheme!

Yang Shanfu brought more than a hundred people, and together with those brought by Li Boqi and his own previous men, there were a total of 300 to 400 people.

They could indeed do many great things.

They could indeed strangle the Japanese invaders.