Chapter 548: Empty the magazine

Shot dead.

The bullet entered from the front.

Bullets have an angle, entering high and exiting low.

The deceased had bruises on his knees. There were also bruises on his arms. It is presumed that he was forced to kneel on the ground, and then the muzzle was pressed against his head.

This is the simplest result of the examination.

To go deeper, you need a coroner. Or a forensic pathologist.

'There were at least three killers.'

'It could be a case of revenge.'

'They were probably trying to get the suitcase. But someone else got it first.'

'They took it out on someone.'

Zhao Guanglin gave Zhang Yong a brief analysis. This is the most reliable speculation.

Zhang Yong also believes that things should be like this. So many deposit accounts, how many people are involved. Now that you have lost it, you will definitely die. Mei Wanqun is also in danger.

She did not hand over the case in place. The people behind her will definitely come after her.

It's strange that no one is looking for him, Zhang Yong?

Forget it. Since the other party is not coming to find him, Zhang Yong will be rude.

As long as the money ends up in his pocket, no one can take it away from him. Unless he dies. Or the system crashes.

He, Zhang Yong, will take all money of unknown origin. He will take it all.

But if the money is legitimate and someone else deserves it, he won't take a penny.

'Lao Zhao, tell me.'

'Tell you what?'

'You know what I mean. How much of what goes on in Beiping don't you know?'

'What do you want to hear?'

'Is this method of giving money very popular?'

'So-so!'

'In other words, there are more advanced methods?'

'The more advanced ones are accounts in foreign banks. For example, the Taisho Bank and the Chinkin Bank.'

'That's right...'

Zhang Yong said he had learned something.

Indeed, this Beiping Bank was not of high class.

It was not comparable to the Taisho Bank and the Chinkin Bank, which were of pure Japanese descent. Those were banks wholly owned by the Japanese invaders.

If the Japanese wanted to win over certain bigwigs, they would definitely open an account at the Taisho Bank or the Chinkin Bank. That way, they could keep it completely confidential. It would also be 100% safe.

Since there was none, it meant that the bank account in this box, which needed to be delivered, probably belonged to someone who was not too high-ranking.

Perhaps it belonged to a middle-level bureaucrat. Or it belonged to someone close to a bigwig.

It wasn't possible to get in touch with a bigwig all of a sudden. There had to be a process. Start with the people close to them.

'Do you guys want some?'

'No.'

'I want to make a contribution to the revolution, and you won't accept it?'

'We don't need money from unknown sources.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong had to give up.

What could he say when someone else was so persistent in their principles?

He could only spend the money on himself.

'Wang Dong, you have a phone call!'

'Come and answer the phone, Wang Dong!'

Suddenly, Pang Yu shouted outside.

He didn't know about the suitcase. Zhao Guanglin was the only other person who knew about it.

Zhang Yong: My phone?

Looking for Wang Dong?

Who is it? Could it be Li Boqi? It seems that only he knows Wang Dong's identity.

He went into Pang Yu's office and picked up the phone.

'Hello...'

'Wang Dong.'

It was an unfamiliar voice.

The person on the other end seemed to be deliberately lowering his voice. Forcing a mysterious disguise.

'This is Wang Dong,' Zhang Yong answered frankly.

'The suitcase, return it,' the other person said.

'Who are you?'

'Never mind who I am. Return the suitcase immediately. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences.'

'Haha, then I won't return it. Come and kill me if you dare. Otherwise, don't even think about taking it back.'

'Zhang Yong, don't make things difficult for yourself.'

'Since you know my background, you should have also investigated that nothing that falls into my hands can be taken away. Come, you can do your best, I'm waiting.'

'...'

The other party is silent.

Obviously, they are also at a loss for words in the face of Zhang Yong's arrogance.

Of course he has done his research. He knows that Zhang Yong definitely is not exaggerating. This guy's nickname is Moneybags for a reason!

It would be next to impossible to get the money Zhang Yong has in his hands out of his hands again.

The Japanese couldn't do it, so others?

Forget it.

'Zhang Yong, after all, you are only one person...'

'I'm not alone. I have Boss Dai from the Fuxing Society behind me. And Madam Wei.'

'You...'

'Tell me, to whom did you end up giving the suitcase...'

'Click!'

The phone hung up.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on?

I was just asking!

Aren't you going to return the suitcase? Can't I just ask?

And you hung up?

What does that mean?

Could it be that the question he himself had raised was more important than the suitcase?

It's possible!

There are so many bills in the suitcase, at most it's a few hundred thousand silver dollars.

For those big shots, it's actually not a big deal. On the contrary, if I let this matter come to light and find the key person, that would be bad.

These days, some things are easy to handle if you say they are, and they are indeed difficult to handle if you say they are not.

It all depends on how you use the newspaper media.

This is the era of free newspapers. As long as you have money, you can set up a newspaper.

If you have money, you can manipulate public opinion.

In terms of manipulating public opinion, sometimes money is more effective than guns.

With countless dollars, you can buy all the newspapers and publish the same content. It will be all over the place.

It can be repeatedly mentioning the same thing.

It can also be repeatedly attacking someone.

In other words, a very small thing can also be published in multiple newspapers at the same time. This forms a very frightening public opinion. It is similar to the online storm in later generations.

If bribery is widely reported, it can also be a problem.

Ultimately, one's reputation will definitely be damaged.

In that case, is the other party so sensitive because they are someone important?

This is just nonsense.

It's not getting anywhere.

Put down the phone. Get ready to go.

Let's go arrest the Japanese spy. It's easiest to arrest Japanese spies. No need to rack one's brains.

The key is...

money!

Drinking and eating to your heart's content! It's great!

"Let's go!'

'Let's go!'

Set off with the troops.

The second target, the Japanese spy, is in a nightclub.

According to Pang Yu's introduction, this nightclub called Far East Never-Ending City is quite famous in the city.

There are many foreign women inside. Among them, the Belarusian women are the most outstanding...

They have just arrived at the door of the nightclub.

Pang Yu is full of energy, with his hair combed and shiny, obviously well prepared.

Zhang Yong: ...

This guy, is he trying to pick up girls?

Please, we're here to arrest someone. We're not here to spend money. If you want to spend money, you pay for it yourself!

"Shall we go in now?'

'Go!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

He raised his leg. Suddenly, he realised that something was wrong.

There were Japanese invaders rapidly cutting in at the edge of the map.

There was a dense cluster of red dots rapidly approaching from the northeast. They were moving fast.

In a matter of seconds, they had advanced hundreds of metres.

They must be driving.

There are guns!

Each of the red dots had a weapon symbol.

Japanese invaders.

There are cars!

There are guns!

Attack!

Zhang Yong suddenly felt a shiver run through his body.

His past experience told him that the Japanese invaders were about to start killing again.

'Enemy!'

'Enemy!'

'Take cover!'

Zhang Yong yelled.

However, no one around him reacted.

They didn't see any enemies.

The nightclub was bustling with people.

At the entrance to the nightclub, a group of well-dressed girls stood, each wearing a beautiful cheongsam and smiling.

Enemies?

Where?

"Northeast!'

'Japanese invaders!'

Zhang Yong shouted again.

These guys really have no experience at all!

If it were Zhong Yang or Wu Liuqi, they would have reflexively taken up advantageous positions and been ready to fire at any time.

But these people in front of them all looked blank-faced.

Pang Yu, the leader, was not much better. He came over to Zhang Yong and looked around blankly. Then he looked at Zhang Yong, as if to say, 'What enemy? Where?' 'Did you see it wrong?'

Zhao Guanglin also whispered, 'Wang Dong, where is the enemy?'

'They're coming from over there!' Zhang Yong didn't know what road it was. The map didn't have any names on it.

He only knew the specific direction.

It was a very wide street. It was directly opposite the nightclub.

'Over there?'

Pang Yu looked at the empty street in disbelief.

Although there was no curfew in Beiping at night, there were not many people out. It was freezing cold in the middle of winter. No one would go out, not even to chase a dog.

'Over there, a group of Japanese invaders, maybe a dozen. They have guns!'

'Hurry up and hide!'

Zhang Yong shouted, while hiding himself first.

He didn't care whether the others believed him or not. He believed it himself anyway. The Japanese invaders could arrive at any time, and he didn't want to risk his life.

'Welcome...'

He dashed into the nightclub.

The map showed that the Japanese soldiers had also rushed angrily 80 metres away.

'Bang!'

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

It sounded like the approaching Japanese soldiers had fired. The gunshot was very shrill.

Did it hit?

Zhang Yong couldn't see clearly.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The gunshots continued.

It was the familiar sound of a Type 44 rifle.

It was the Japanese invaders.

They didn't even bother to hide their identity.

How outrageous!

They even came in a car.

'Ah...'

'Ah...'

The scene immediately became chaotic.

The woman at the entrance of the nightclub hurriedly ran in.

Zhang Yong stood inside the nightclub, hiding behind a pillar, and raised his binoculars to quietly observe the outside.

My, the Japanese invaders were really fierce!

The Japanese are driving a strange truck, one without a tent. It can be used to shoot in all directions very easily.

'Creak!'

The truck comes to a halt.

The Japanese on board start shooting.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

Several policemen fall to the ground.

The other policemen suddenly wake up and realise that they are under attack. They hurry to take cover.

Chaos breaks out once again.

I don't see Pang Yu and Zhao Guanglin. I wonder where they've gone to hide.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

As the gunshots rang out, bullets hit the inside of the nightclub.

Suddenly, there was also growing unrest inside the nightclub.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, these Japanese invaders, they really don't care about their lives!

Daring to go on a killing spree in the city of Beiping. Do they really think the 29th Army is made of clay?

However, who can prove that they are Japanese invaders!

Although, they were using Type 44 rifles, that's not proof either!

It could be argued that someone else was impersonating them.

They were wearing civilian clothes.

There was no evidence to prove that they were Japanese invaders.

Even if everyone knew for sure that they were Japanese invaders. But as long as the Japanese invaders didn't admit it, there was nothing anyone could do about it.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

The sound of gunfire was mixed.

It was hard to tell who was shooting at whom. You could no longer see anyone.

Even the stupidest person would have hidden in such a situation. Those who didn't hide were dead.

Take a deep breath.

Gradually, he calmed down.

Having experienced so much, Zhang Yong was no longer a novice.

So what if he was being attacked?

He wasn't afraid at all.

He was in the dark, while the Japanese invaders were in the light, and he was perfectly capable of saving his own life.

He was just a little curious now. Who on earth would be so stupid?

Thinking that this would be enough to assassinate him?

You've got to be kidding...

Thinking back to the mysterious phone call just now...

Haha, then come on!

Let's see if you can kill me! Come on...

Zhang Yong looked around and realised that the location he was in was actually very suitable for taking sniper shots.

If this was a game, this location would definitely be the favourite of a veteran player. As long as he hid in the shadows, he could kill any Japanese soldiers who barged in.

Sure enough, a moment later, a Japanese soldier barged in frantically.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Zhang Yong raised his gun and fired.

He used a submachine gun. He emptied the magazine directly.

He could clearly see that the Japanese soldier had already been defeated. But he continued to fire until the magazine was empty.

Oh, the red dot quickly disappeared.

One down.

Zhang Yong quietly pulled the magazine out and reloaded it.

This action was very familiar. Before, Wei Yong often asked him to do various loading actions during training breaks. Although his marksmanship was not good, he was good at reloading!

Soon, a second Japanese soldier charged in angrily.

Zhang Yong was prepared.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

He continued to fire in rapid succession, emptying the magazine in a single burst.

A few moments later, the red dot representing the Japanese soldier disappeared. It meant that he had been eliminated.

Fortunately.

Emptying the magazine was the most effective way to deal with the situation.

He continued to crouch in his hiding place.

At the same time, he kept an eye on his rear.

He had to prevent the Japanese soldier from getting behind him. That would be the end.

But fortunately, for the time being, there are no Japanese soldiers behind or to the rear. The area is safe.

The biggest advantage of having a map is that you can keep an eye on the whole battlefield. He can keep tabs on all movements within a 400-metre radius.

If an enemy tries to outflank him and attack from behind, he will be the first to notice.

A third Japanese soldier starts charging in again.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Zhang Yong fires a volley.

Whether he killed the enemy or not is not known. First, he emptied the magazine.

As a result, this Japanese soldier also quickly disappeared.

It seems that he was killed.

At this time, the gunfire outside was gradually intensifying.

Obviously, Pang Yu and the others, who had come to their senses, began to fight back one after another. They also had weapons in their hands.

There were long guns and short guns.

The two sides engaged in a fierce gun battle. The sound of gunfire resounded.

From time to time, red dots disappeared. It should be that they were killed.

At this time, a fourth Japanese soldier charged in.

Zhang Yong saw the enemy clearly!

It was a woman!

Ah, it was a female Japanese soldier!

Without thinking, Zhang Yong pulled the trigger and shot all his bullets at her.

Die!

The female Japanese soldier fell on her back.

She was full of bullet holes.