Chapter 485: Of course, thank him!

Yan Ruzi also followed quietly behind.

She is a very intelligent woman. She knows how to complement each other's strengths.

She has experienced Zhang Yong's magic many times.

She has been knocked unconscious twice. She has no idea why.

She can't figure out at all how Zhang Yong knows her position.

She couldn't figure it out even if she tried.

In the end, she became suspicious.

Now, finally, she had a chance. She wanted to get to the bottom of him. To gain a deeper understanding of why this guy was so amazing.

It was the early hours of the morning. Almost 1:30 a.m. Even in the city, the lights were very dim. She could barely see her target 50 meters away. All she could see was the outline of the building in the distance.

And that was only if her eyes were very sharp. Her eyes were sharper than average. That's how she could see.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be pitch black thirty metres away.

Under such circumstances, how could Zhang Yong be able to spot the enemy 300 metres away? This is not magic. It's weird, right?

Were there really Japanese invaders?

Was Zhang Yong really not being cryptic?

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Someone was following him. He handed Zhang Yong a grenade launcher.

This was Zhang Yong's exclusive weapon. Zhang Yong carried it in his left hand. They crept forward in silence.

'You...'

Yan Ruzi is taken aback.

Why is this guy carrying a grenade launcher?

This is ridiculous...

Is he going to bombard the target with grenades?

If you can't hit the target with a gun, use artillery? Does he have to be so ruthless...

He really is someone else when you least expect it...

Yan Ruzi follows his every move.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong stops. Crouch down. Stay hidden.

Yan Ruzi looks around. She doesn't see anything. So she wants to continue walking. But Zhang Yong stops her.

Sister, we can't keep going! If we keep going, we'll get shot.

The 200-metre distance is no longer safe.

The thing I'm most afraid of is the Japanese snipers. They're psychopaths. They can snipe their targets from 200 metres in the dark.

Can they?

In theory, they shouldn't be able to.

No ordinary person can do it.

But what if there's a psychopath! There are a lot of psychopaths among the Japanese soldiers.

'Get down!'

'There's an enemy in front of you!'

Zhang Yong holds Yan Ruzi down.

Yan Ruzi looks suspiciously in front of him. There's no one there!

Zhang Yong ignores him and gives Wu Liuji and the other two sharpshooters a quiet sign.

There's only one enemy. This is a good opportunity.

First, the target will be blown out with a grenade launcher. Then the sharpshooters will kill him with rifles.

The three of them shoot at the same time. Form an angle.

As long as one bullet hits, the Japanese soldier is almost finished.

It's a well-rehearsed routine.

But he can only use one hand. It's still his left hand.

What to do?

Of course, he let Yan Ruzi hold it.

Yan Ruzi: ...

speechless. It turns out that he was a captured coolie.

He was to help him hold the gun barrel. But there was no other way. He just did it.

Zhang Yong roughly aimed. It was almost right.

He put the grenade in his left hand.

'Poof!'

The grenade was successfully launched.

Yan Ruzi couldn't help but let go. The grenade launcher fell to the ground.

'Boom!'

The grenade fell. It exploded.

A red fireball erupted in the darkness.

In the flames, the figure of a Japanese soldier can be vaguely seen.

Unfortunately, the grenade lands right next to the Japanese soldier. The Japanese soldier is exposed.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

The simultaneous gunshots continue.

Three people fire simultaneously. Three bullets whiz by.

And then...

The red dot disappears.

Zhang Yong nods nonchalantly.

It seems that this Japanese soldier killer is quite incompetent. It was easily done.

It was not challenging at all.

Just one grenade wasted. Three bullets left.

Yan Ruzi: ?

Confused.

She still can't figure out what's going on. Really.

Even with her extensive experience, she's very puzzled by this kind of battle. But the target was hit, and she got a good look at it,

but she couldn't figure out the fighting principles for a while.

A grenade launcher and a rifle to fight the Japanese?

"Go!'

One agent quietly crept up.

Zhang Yong silently monitored the surroundings. He didn't see any other red dots. This meant there were no other enemies.

Or maybe there were other enemies. But they hadn't entered the map range yet.

Soon, the enemy's body was dragged back.

Yan Ruzi's eyes sparkled.

It really was a Japanese invader.

And he had been killed.

There was a rifle. It looked like a Type 44 rifle? It was shorter than the usual Type 38 rifle.

'Can you tell who it is?'

'I don't know,'

Everyone shook their heads.

It was a Japanese killer. But they didn't know the exact identity.

It was also impossible for a Japanese killer to leave any marks on his body. They could only tentatively judge that he was an old soldier.

They deduced that Japanese veterans of this level were definitely sharpshooters. If they let him strike first, one of them would definitely be killed.

Reality is just this cruel.

Strike first. If you strike second, you will be struck. There is almost no chance of a comeback.

Zhang Yong looked down from a high position.

He didn't care much.

He was now completely unafraid of these random Japanese killers.

As long as they appeared, they were his meal.

He couldn't take them on alone. But with a few men, he could easily handle them.

A routine.

First, use the grenade launcher to force the opponent out. Then shoot them with the rifle.

What was the name of that Japanese soldier before? The one who came with the grenade launcher on his back. The opponent should also be trying a similar tactic.

In the end, the Japanese soldier's tactic didn't work, but Zhang Yong picked up the slack.

Zhang Yong took this tactic and expanded on it.

The grenade launcher was fired indiscriminately.

The rifle was lethal.

The body was quickly hidden. Then they withdrew.

The Type 44 rifle and carbine were of course taken with them. The bullets were also taken.

They returned to the vicinity of Zhuyuan.

At this time, there was already gunfire all around Zhuyuan.

Inside, the sound of gunfire was like popping beans. It was impossible to tell who was shooting at whom. But the first marker was always there.

It seems that this Chepolov is indeed very strong. He has been attacked from both inside and outside by Wang Zhulin's men and the Green Dragon Society, yet he is still alive. It seems that he is still able to move freely?

Judging from his trajectory, the entire Zhu Yuan seems to be his battlefield.

From east to west, from south to north. I don't know if he is actively moving or being forced to move. But the mark is always there. This shows that he is very hardy.

Later, the Green Dragon Society assassins who joined the battlefield also had five small red dots.

There are also a few red dots inside Wang Zhulin's men. It seems that they have not been eliminated either. I don't know what's going on.

'Pop, pop...'

'Da, da...'

The gunfire is very intense. But there are very few dead people.

What is this doing?

Is it learning from the African black uncles to fight? Arms raised high above their heads, they will fire all their bullets and then go off duty?

This is not normal...

It is very quiet around Zhuyuan.

I guess everyone is hiding inside their houses and afraid to come out.

This is also the reason why many people choose to move away.

Who wouldn't be scared in the middle of the night when there are gunshots all around?

However, in these chaotic times, if you want to move away, where can you go?

If you don't have enough financial resources, you can't make a living if you leave Tianjin. You will become a refugee. If you have a family to support, you will soon starve to death as a beggar.

So, although it is very chaotic outside, in reality, not many people can actually leave.

The situation has not yet developed to the point where people need to flee.

As for whether they will be hit by stray bullets, that is really unpredictable. One can only pray to God for blessings.

'Captain, should we attack?'

'No!'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

It was too chaotic inside. Bullets were flying everywhere.

If they joined the battle, there was no way they could control three waves of people at the same time.

They might even be attacked by the other side.

Zhang Yong has indeed made a lot of enemies recently. He is full of hatred. If the other side knows it is him, they will definitely temporarily set aside their hatred and join forces to take his head.

Be careful.

Better safe than sorry...

Suddenly, the map shows that someone is coming out of the side entrance of Zhuyuan.

Zhang Yong raises his binoculars.

He sees two white Russians. They are carrying big bags and coming out.

It looked like they were being covered by other Russians. But after opening the side door, they found that there was no ambush outside, so they retreated.

The two remaining Russians hurriedly carried large bags and packages, trying to quickly cross the street.

What were they going to do? Zhang Yong wondered secretly. Then he ordered an interception. There is no chance inside. You came out. You are still alone. How can I not kill you?

Wu Liuji took the men up.

Zhang Yong waved to Yan Ruzi. Yan Ruzi followed him to the scene of the excitement.

Soon afterwards, there seemed to be muffled screams coming from there. Then it went quiet. As if nothing had happened.

The map showed that the two white Russians had disappeared. Dead.

Definitely eliminated.

Wu Liuji fully understood his intentions. No survivors.

'Good stuff!'

'Good stuff!'

A moment later, Yan Ruzi came back excitedly.

The woman's cheeks looked red in the darkness.

Excited.

So excited.

Zhang Yong asked knowingly, 'What's wrong?'

Yan Ruzi replied excitedly, 'Gold...'

Her voice stopped abruptly.

On purpose.

She just didn't want to let out her excited cry.

Zhang Yong of course knew what was inside. He was sure that Kyprov had told someone to take the goods and go first.

Inside the big and small bags were all Wang Zulin's goods.

Gold bars, silver notes, and so on.

There may also be gems, pearls, jade, and so on.

No wonder Yan Ruzi is so excited.

There are two big bags. And a few small bags. How much wealth must there be inside!

She is no stranger to money. And she is still so excited. This shows that the value of the wealth is at least several hundred thousand taels of silver.

However, Zhang Yong is not at all excited.

Because...

His personal space is full.

Really. It has been filled with all kinds of wealth. And ammunition.

He wanted to clear it out. But he didn't want to part with any of it.

Gold bars? Should he keep them? Throw away a few? That would be like taking his life.

Pistols? Throw away a few?

Grenades? Throw away a few?

Don't even think about it. Those are for saving your life.

Between the banknotes and the grenades, he'd rather choose the grenades. The latter can save lives.

'Umm...'

'Umm...'

Yan Ruzi was in excruciating pain.

She really wanted to tell Zhang Yong that there were a lot of treasures.

However, Zhang Yong just wouldn't let go of her mouth.

Until...

someone else came out.

This time, they used the front door.

They were from the Green Dragon Gang.

There were also two of them.

They were also carrying big bags.

Haha, they have all learned their lesson. They are fighting and carrying at the same time!

Fighting continued at the front door. But things were looking up at the back. They were trying to take the treasure from the bamboo garden early.

The two members of the Green Dragon Society were carrying heavy loads, which seemed to be very heavy. Presumably they were carrying ocean shells.

Nothing could be this heavy except for ocean shells.

An opportunity had arisen.

Zhang Yong immediately told someone to ambush them from the front.

Yan Ruzi immediately rushed over to help. After a while, she quietly returned.

This time, she was less excited. She didn't say anything either.

Zhang Yong was curious instead.

Did they get nothing?

That shouldn't be the case...

'It's all Ocean!' Yan Ruzi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Although she had seen a lot of Oceans, she had never seen so many Oceans looted so easily.

Poor people, they were fighting to the death inside, buried in the fray. They could be killed at any time. Originally, he thought he could send someone to transport the goods in advance and make a fortune. Who would have thought that someone would quietly intercept them outside. All the goods they sent were looted. In the end, they fell into Zhang Yong's hands.

I have to say, it's really frustrating to compare people.

Why is this Zhang Yong's fortune so good? Everyone is scrambling to send him money?

Kiprov sent...

Tōjō Hideki sent...

If they knew the truth, I'm afraid they would die of vomiting blood on the spot.

'Sigh...'

Zhang Yong sighed inwardly,

it's really killing me.

The capacity of the personal space is very limited!

And there seems to be no way to expand it. It would be nice to increase it by ten centimeters. Even ten millimeters would be fine.

If only a little space could be freed up, more gold bars or silver notes could be stored. However, there was none. The space in the pocket seemed to be fixed. Not even one millimetre could be expanded.

There was nothing he could do.

He had to give up.

In the end, he reluctantly took away the two revolvers.

They were both top-quality mirror-finished cases. They were both good things. They were absolutely top-notch for killing Japanese invaders.

But in order to free up space, he had no choice but to temporarily part with them with a heavy heart.

He handed the two revolvers to Yan Ruzi.

Yan Ruzi looked at him suspiciously, 'I already have a gun.'

'You give it away,' Zhang Yong said.

'Give it away...' Yan Ruzi felt something was wrong. Why suddenly give away two guns?

Little did he know that Zhang Yong was just clearing out his knapsack.

Finally, there was some space.

He acted immediately.

Taking the opportunity to check the goods, he gulped them down in large quantities.

He stuffed dozens of gold bars into his mouth in one go. There were also silver banknotes. And some US dollars and British pounds.

Good stuff. It was a waste not to take it.

As a result, the space was quickly filled up again. There was nothing he could do. He had to stop.

But just then, someone came out of the side door again.

Oh, it was Chepelov with another delivery.

Well...

Of course he had to be thanked!

He immediately arranged for someone to receive it.