Chapter 522: You can play tricks now

Why not arrest Mayu immediately?

Zhang Yong actually couldn't figure it out. Perhaps Li Boqi had other plans?

There was no doubt that Mayu was the traitor. He was the one who betrayed Yan Guangkun. He must pay a painful price for this.

The military unit's family law does not allow for mercy.

However...

He can't touch him yet.

This is very annoying.

Ma Yu is inside the pawnshop again, discussing something with the Japanese spy and not coming out. This gives Zhang Yong no choice but to wait.

But wait here forever? Idly?

Of course not.

Checking the time, Zhang Yong decides to find a third fat lamb.

Actually, there is no need to look. This fat lamb happens to be passing by. It is also a black car. Pointed at the front. He didn't see any brand.

But it was certain that anyone who could afford to drive a car, whether it was public or private, was definitely not an ordinary person these days.

Yes, that's him!

He wants people, and he wants a car.

It so happened that the black car was parked in the street next door. In front of a small house.

Zhang Yong immediately waved his hand. He led the people to surround it.

Soon afterwards, a woman came out of the small house. She was dressed up and quite attractive.

I see, she's here to pick up her lover in the car.

This is our chance.

Do it!

As soon as the woman got into the car, Cao Mengqi and Wu Liuqi came out from the side.

They opened the car door. They quickly took control of the two people.

Zhang Yong went to the car and looked inside. He found a middle-aged man. He had a Mediterranean hairstyle. He looked quite plump. A big belly.

No wonder he's a Japanese spy. He was quite calm. Even though he was being pointed a gun at his head.

In contrast, the woman looked miserable. Her face was pale, and her body seemed to be shaking.

'Get out!' Zhang Yong waved his hand.

'Don't kill me, don't kill me, brother, I, I...' The woman kept begging for mercy.

Zhang Yong gave a sign with his eyes.

Cao Mengqi then slapped her behind the neck, knocking her out. Then they took her away.

It's okay. It's not your fault. We're not looking for you.

'Get out!'

Zhang Yong said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man remained motionless. It was as if he were determined to be a stubborn tenant.

In the end, Wu Liuqi went up and pulled him down with one hand. Then he pushed him into the small house.

'Who are you? Do you know who I am?'

'You are Japanese.'

'You...'

The middle-aged man's face suddenly tightened.

Obviously, this secret had been revealed, which was definitely not good for him.

His hidden identity had nothing to do with the Japanese.

However, he quickly recovered and sneered, 'What evidence do you have?'

'What evidence do we need?' Zhang Yong sat down and said slowly, 'In fact, we don't care if you are Japanese or not.'

'Who the hell are you?'

'My name is Qiu Tianlai. I came from Tianjin to Beiping to make a fortune. I just happened to meet you. This is fate!'

'You want to rob me?'

'Don't put it so bluntly. I'm just having a temporary hard time and want to ask you for some help. When I get back on my feet, I'll definitely pay you back double. Someday when I've made it big, I'll make you a general, with all the glory and perks, hereditary rank and all...'

'You want to rebel?'

'Shh! It's none of your business what I want to do. Fairy, I just hope you'll show some sincerity.'

'No way! I won't give you a single penny!'

'Don't be so unsympathetic...'

Zhang Yong casually took out a heavy hammer.

Naturally, someone next to him pressed the middle-aged man's palm onto the coffee table. Spread his fingers open.

'You...'

'Don't...'

'I'll give it to you!'

The middle-aged man immediately said three times. He shouted in a hurry.

Damn. Where did these guys come from? How come they carry such a big hammer with them?

Oh my god!

I've seen some fierce people, but never like this.

Will his hand still be usable after this hammer blow? I'm afraid the bones inside will turn to dust!

"You see, I told you he was sincere!'

'The car...'

'We've already got what was in the car. But it's too little. Only a few hundred taels.'

'You, you...'

'Tell your men to bring the money. Otherwise...'

'No, no...'

The middle-aged man's forehead was sweating with cold sweat.

There was cold sweat all over his back. He was scared. Really.

The hammer in Zhang Yong's hand was terrifying.

He had never seen anyone threaten someone with a hammer before. Who would have thought that a hammer could be so terrifying?

This unassuming-looking guy could smash a skull with one swing!

'I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!' the middle-aged man cried.

Between his life and the money, he very wisely chose the former.

What's the point of money if you're dead?

Zhang Yong patted the other man on the shoulder.

Alas, these Japanese invaders lurking in Beiping are of a high calibre!

You see, without having to lift a finger, they have made the wisest choice on their own initiative. It saves everyone trouble. He likes it like that.

He said this side is the blue sea. It really is.

He, a big shark, suddenly barged in, and it was like he was in no man's land!

"I, I, I want to make a phone call...'

'I forgot to ask. Who are you?'

'I, I...'

'I can find out if you don't tell me.'

'I, my name is Tao Wenrui, I'm the director of the Baoshang Bank...'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Baoshang Bank? Director? Oh, this is good, this is good...

I'll fucking punch you!

"Pang!'

'Pang!'

Slaps the other person in the face.

No special shoe inserts were used. Just his own hand.

He was angry.

Very unhappy with the banknotes of the Baoshang Bank.

Why couldn't they be used nationwide? Why could they only be used in North China? Ahhh, can't you get a UnionPay card?

Other people's banknotes from the Qing Dynasty could be used all over the country. Yours from the Baoshang Bank couldn't. You could only earn money in North China and spend it there, and if you wanted to take it home with you, you couldn't. It made me so unhappy to have so many Baoshang Bank banknotes.

I couldn't take them out with me!

There was no way to spend them!

Peking and Tianjin would soon fall after two years, and even if they were taken out, they would be Japanese property.

It was a big loss.

It was like working for nothing. It was like being robbed.

So, how could I not beat this guy? I was so angry!

"Pang!'

'Pang!'

Two more slaps.

My hands hurt. Only then did he reluctantly stop.

'Don't hit me!'

'Don't hit me!'

Tao Wenrui burst into tears. He was sniffling and snorting.

He had been caught for no reason. Then he was beaten up. He still hadn't figured out what was going on.

How could he not feel sad? How could he not feel aggrieved?

It was strange...

He wasn't really scared. The other person was just robbing him.

But was the other person really robbing him?

It didn't feel like it.

There weren't many people who would dare to rob someone they knew was Japanese.

'Go make a phone call!'

'Yes, yes...'

Tao Wenru secretly wanted to warn the other man.

I'm Japanese. You actually want to rob me? I'll show you what regret is.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong took Tao Wenru to make the call.

Of course, they didn't go back to Qiu Qianchi's car and horse shop. Instead, they went to a nearby hotel.

These days, even in Beiping, many hotels only had one telephone. You had to pay to make a call. And the price was very expensive. Often it started at three yuan (local Beiping currency).

'Don't try anything funny,' Zhang Yong warns his opponent. Then he deliberately stands a little way away.

In fact, he is reminding his opponent that he can try anything funny now. I'll give you a chance. Call out everyone you know. I'll just clean up.

There must be other Japanese behind this Tao Wenrui.

Zhang Yong doesn't bother arresting them one by one. He just waits for them to come to him.

'No, no...'

Tao Wenrui said he was very obedient. In fact, he had already come up with a good idea.

He started making phone calls. He was sure Zhang Yong was not watching him. So he quietly dialed the phone number of Matsui's residence. He was familiar with the people inside.

'Liu, this is Tao Wenrui...'

'I need a sum of money right now. Could you please go to Zhongsheng Flour Mill to pick it up?'

'I'm at the Beiguo Hotel...'

While making the phone call, Tao Wenrui kept a close eye on Zhang Yong from the corner of his eye.

He discovered by chance that Zhang Yong was secretly ogling the pretty girls. Opposite the hotel, there happened to be a few young women walking with their heads down.

They were all wearing pale-yellow cheongsams, looking slender and tall, elegant and dignified.

'Baka...'

'Ugly Chinese...'

Tao Wenrui despised them secretly. He became more convinced that this 'Qiu Tianlai' was a gangster.

If someone like this appeared, the Matsui residence would simply take care of them all. How dare they offend the Empire of Japan? They must not have died quickly enough.

'Are you done?'

Zhang Yong suddenly turned around. He yelled impatiently.

The pretty girls had all walked over. Hey. They really are pretty. There are more pretty girls in big cities!

'It's over, it's over...'

'When will you deliver the money?'

'Right away, right away!'

'Don't try any tricks!'

'No, no!'

'Hmph!'

Zhang Yong snorted.

Then he pursed his lips. Wu Liuqi came up and knocked Tao Wenrui unconscious. Then he dragged him away.

This guy is up to no good. His eyes are flickering. He's definitely up to something. So, what happens next has nothing to do with Tao Wenrui anymore. Set up an ambush. Wait for the enemy to take the bait!

We'll see who Tao Wenrui is contacting. Is it worth it?

Set up an ambush.

Of course not inside the hostel.

The Japanese invaders already know that there are people here. They won't just barge in.

Where should the ambush be set up?

Of course it should be outside. On the Japanese invaders' path.

There are many places within a 400-metre radius where the ambush can be set up. We can guarantee that the Japanese invaders will be knocked unconscious before they can react.

Sure enough, in less than 20 minutes, five small red dots appeared.

They were all close together.

It was obvious that they were in the same car.

It seems that these Japanese invaders are not very good either. Five people crammed into one car.

He raised his binoculars to see what kind of car it was. It turned out to be a common black Chevrolet. The car was in good condition.

Okay, this car will soon be surnamed 'Qiu'. Together with Tao Wenrui's car, he now has almost two cars.

Alas, working for Boss Dai is really difficult. You have to do everything yourself. He hasn't even been able to take a vacation yet.

While others work 996, he is already 007.

Fortunately, he knows how to be self-reliant and has enough food and clothing...

He silently monitored the five Japanese invaders.

He noticed that they began to slow down after entering a distance of 200 metres.

Eventually, they stopped more than 100 metres from the hotel. Then all five Japanese invaders got out of the car. They then dispersed. They split into two groups and approached.

Soon after, all five people split up again. They became independent.

All five people had weapon symbols on their bodies.

They were up to no good!

The Japanese invaders were also headstrong. They were very confident. The five of them wanted to take on the world?

How arrogant...

I guess it's the weakness of the 29th Army that gives them courage...

Soon, the five Japanese invaders all approached the hotel. But none of them went in. Instead, they quietly observed the movements outside.

The opportunity came.

Zhang Yong quietly led his men closer.

Unfortunately, they couldn't shoot.

Suddenly, they saw Dumbass take out a small syringe.

Zhang Yong curiously looked at the other party. This Lu Xiaobu, could he be a kaleidoscope?

What is this thing?

The legendary blow needle?

You can blow a silver needle laced with anaesthetic at a short distance, and the target will be poisoned?

Nonsense...

That's a martial arts drama! Not a spy thriller!

How much anaesthetic can be attached to a tiny silver needle? Will it work?

Sure enough, the mute fiddled with it a bit. Then he put it away again.

Zhang Yong frowned inwardly. This mute. How much evil kung fu has he really learned?

Forget it, I'll do it myself!

"Go!'

The two agents immediately pounced on him.

The Japanese spy sensed something was wrong and tried to turn around. But it was already too late.

The Japanese spy hesitated for a moment.

He had a gun on him. However, he didn't dare to shoot lightly.

This was Beiping. Not some other place. Once he fired, it would be easy to attract a large number of soldiers. The situation would be out of control.

'Good!'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, he was also gambling that the Japanese invaders wouldn't dare to shoot lightly. Although everyone had a gun.

This is Beiping. Not Tientsin.

The headquarters of the 29th Army is based in Beiping. This is the 29th Army's home base. It is very sensitive to gunfire.

In Tientsin, it would not matter if he led his troops into a fight with the Japanese military police. He would even use grenade launchers. But here, he dares not fire a shot lightly. Otherwise, he might attract an endless stream of soldiers. And then it would be hard to explain.

The Governor-General's position would be untenable.

The words of the Commander-in-Chief would carry no weight here.

Those Japanese invaders posing as Chinese would probably find it hard to get off if they were caught firing their guns.

Fighting.

Fists and feet.

Five against one.

'Baka...'

The Japanese invader soon couldn't hold on any longer. He was furious.

Zhang Yong watched from the side and realised that this Japanese invader was actually quite a fighter. A master.

If it had been anyone else, they would have been pinned down on the spot. There would have been no way to resist. However, this Japanese spy actually managed to hold on for several rounds, and was never pinned down.

However, the Japanese spy was only one person after all. He couldn't hold off Cao Mengqi and the other four.

In the end, the Japanese spy was overpowered.

Handcuffed. Bound with hemp rope. Tied up in five places.

'What are you doing?'

'Who are you?'

The Japanese spy was anxious and angry. Even though he was caught, he was still quite defiant.

His eyes were bigger than a bull's eyes.

There was nothing they could do. The others were Japanese. At this moment, the Japanese invaders were at the height of impudence, and everyone was full of ambition. How could they possibly admit defeat?

So the beating continued.

Until the Japanese spy no longer had the strength to scream.

Zhang Yong then slowly approached and asked leisurely, 'Have you brought the money?'

'Baka!' the Japanese spy answered angrily, 'How dare you ask a Japanese for money? Who are you? I'll tell you, I'm from the Matsui residence, so you'd better get lost if you know what's good for you!'

'You didn't bring the money?' Zhang Yong was a little upset.

'Hah...'

'Ah...'

The Japanese invader's voice suddenly stopped.

But it was Zhang Yong who suddenly pulled out a dagger. A throat-slitting stab. A fatal blow.

I want money...

And you didn't bring it...

Well...

Die!

'Er...'

The Japanese invader couldn't close his eyes in death.

He couldn't believe it. The other party would just take action.

Moreover, it was a direct killing move.

This is...

They don't take the Japanese seriously at all!

Ah...

How could this be...

How could this be...

However, his consciousness quickly faded.

Zhang Yong pulled out the dagger. He pushed the body of the Japanese spy down. He lay directly on the ground. Then he stepped on it.

He wiped the bloody dagger on the spy's clothes to clean it.

As if nothing had happened.

He continued to look for the second one.

Since he didn't bring any money, he would just kill them all.