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Chapter 552: I didn't say anything

Zhang Yong and Zhu Yuan hid on the side and whispered to each other.

The two of them smelled the same. They were both afraid of death.

If there was a hail of bullets in front of them, they would never charge forward.

They didn't have the courage. And there was no need for it.

They both knew themselves well.

With their abilities, rushing forward is a death sentence.

Not only would they lose their own lives, they would also endanger others.

The safest thing to do is to hide in the back and let others clear the way. For example, let Chen Gongpeng go first.

One Chen Gongpeng can beat ten Zhang Yong, plus ten Zhu Yuan.

You saw just now how stifled Akagi Takaharu was. He was pinned down by Chen Gongpeng. He couldn't be arrogant.

Although Zhang Yong also had a little help. In fact, it was basically negligible. The reason Chen Gongpeng was able to win in the end was still his own strength.

Other people can fight!

It's one against ten!

In fact, Zhang Yong is also very envious. Who wouldn't want the abilities of Yan Shuangying?

Unfortunately, it's useless.

He is doomed not to have the abilities of Chen Gongpeng.

He can only helplessly admit the reality.

'Edmund is nicknamed the Beast and was once rumoured to be a boxer. He only joined the club after the Night of the Long Knives.'

'Very good,'

Zhang Yong beamed.

After receiving three slaps in the face, Akagi Takaharu should fight back, right?

Haha, this war between the two empires is sure to be fierce and lively. He just happens to be sitting on a small stool to watch the show.

Fight!

Fight quickly!

The Japanese Empire is invincible!

Zhang Yong was about to shout slogans with Akagi Takasumi.

However...

an unexpected scene unfolded.

After Akagi Takasumi was slapped three times, he did not give the order to fire.

Nor did he order anyone else to charge madly. He struggled with the German.

He covered his face. He did not move.

He was completely frozen.

Furious.

Outrageous.

However, in the end, he did not dare to explode.

Because the person who hit him was not a Chinese. He was a German. He could not afford to provoke him.

He knows exactly why he was beaten. Because he just fell into Zhang Yong's trap. Yelling and screaming disrespect for the German leader.

This is very troublesome.

Once this matter is brought up, the consequences will be serious.

If the German Foreign Ministry lodges a protest, the Japanese Foreign Ministry will definitely deal with him severely. The military is also unlikely to protect him.

Helplessly, he can only endure it.

Zhang Yong: ?

So disappointed.

It turns out that the Japanese invaders are also cowards who bully the weak!

He dares not fight Hans. I despise you! You were so arrogant just now, and now you're scared?

He happened to see Takatoshi Akagi staring at him. Zhang Yong immediately gave him the finger.

No misunderstanding. I'm just saying hello to your family.

Why are you afraid of fighting the Germans?

'Baka!'

Takatoshi Akagi rushed up angrily.

He wanted Zhang Yong to watch his face.

He wanted...

'Pah!'

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

Before he knew it, he felt another heavy blow to his cheek.

Shit...

It's a misunderstanding...

Damn you, Edmann!

I'm not looking for trouble with you! I'm looking for Zhang Yong!

I was just passing by...

However...

Edmann really did misunderstand.

When he saw Takaharu Akagi charging at him, he thought the other guy was refusing to admit defeat.

Refuse? Then I'll beat some sense into you!

So he raised his hand and slapped him again.

The result...

Akagi Takatoshi was completely tragic.

The world spun...

His head spun...

Akagi Takatoshi felt his consciousness fading rapidly.

He felt like he was falling into darkness.

In the eyes of others, Akagi Takatoshi looked like a heavily hit wooden stake, falling straight back.

Poof!

He fell to the ground in a magnificent manner.

He fell hard. He fell solidly.

He fell on his back, on all fours. As dishevelled as possible. He felt like he was about to get a concussion.

'Colonel!'

The other Japanese people hurried up.

They actually wanted to help Takaharu Akagi up. However, the other Germans misunderstood.

They thought the Japanese were starting a fight. So they immediately drew their guns.

Zhang Yong's eyes immediately sparkled.

Wow!

So many Walther PPKs!

German weapons are cool. Except that they're expensive. That's really the only drawback. Everyone loves them. They're the bees' knees.

'Don't get me wrong!'

A Japanese man shouted in German.

They didn't dare to start a fight with the Germans.

But...

The Germans had already pounced.

They didn't care about any misunderstandings. They were convinced that the Japanese were provoking them.

No one pulled a gun.

The two sides fought each other.

In fact, the Japanese were in the majority. There were many more of them than the Germans. There were only about 30 Germans.

However, the Germans were all tall and sturdy. After all, they were Westerners. They fought in a straightforward manner. The only thing they cared about was strength. They just swung their fists.

'Ah...'

Screams of pain could be heard.

However, the Japanese were beaten and fled. There was no way they could fight back.

Or rather, they didn't dare to fight back.

Even Akagi Takasumi didn't dare to fight back, let alone the others.

'Good fight!'

Zhang Yong was secretly cheering from behind.

Fight!

Beaten to a pulp. Beaten to the ground.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the Chinese who were beating up the Japanese invaders. What a pity. At this moment in time, China is still weak!

'Don't get me wrong...'

A Japanese soldier shouted in German, desperately. He was hoarse.

Finally, both sides explained themselves. The Japanese helped Takatoshi Akagi up and carried him away.

'Poor thing...'

Zhang Yong and Zhu Yuan gloated.

Takatoshi Akagi, who was being carried away, had not yet come round. He must have been seriously injured. He might even have a concussion.

Serves him right!

Zhu Yuan wanted to give the other guy a kick.

This is what you call evil people having their own evil come back on them.

The Germans are also fierce. They don't like the world. It's just the right thing to do to treat the arrogant Japanese.

Zhang Yong's move to divert the disaster to the east was truly masterful.

Things finally came to an end.

Edelman also came to Zhang Yong's front. He looked very serious.

Zhang Yong looked calm.

'Where did you get your information?'

'I can't tell you. I paid for it.'

'This information is very important to us.'

'Mr. Edmann, you know that when you buy or sell information, you never know the real seller or buyer.'

'Five hundred dollars!'

'Mr. Edmann...'

'One thousand dollars. We must know who stole the information.'

'Mr. Edmann, it's not about the money.'

'Five thousand dollars!'

'No, Mr. Edmann...'

'Name a price!'

'I...'

Zhang Yong was speechless.

Happiness came too suddenly. He wasn't mentally prepared.

He had only wanted to frame the Germans and sow discord between them and the Japanese. But it seemed that the situation was more serious than he had expected.

The terms Edmann offered completely exceeded Zhang Yong's expectations.

It started with 5,000 US dollars!

Wow!

Was the information he had provided really that valuable?

Was 5,000 US dollars just the beginning?

'Tell me. How can we find out who stole the information?' Edmann was clearly a straightforward person.

Just looking at the big slap he gave Akagi Takahiro showed that this guy was a hothead.

Even Zhang Yong had to be careful when dealing with hotheads.

If the other party couldn't control his emotions, he might slap Zhang Yong in the face as well.

That would be bad.

'I...' Zhang Yong wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say anything. It was that he wasn't sure what he should say.

He had to choose his words carefully.

He had to make it sound like the Japanese were to blame.

In short, he had to make the Japanese the scapegoat.

But he couldn't just say it was the Japanese. That would be too obvious.

'Here's $20,000,'

said Edmann, taking out a large envelope.

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up. Heh, the Germans have learned to adapt to local customs! They know to use envelopes to carry cash.

$20,000?

Wow. Is he hearing things?

Can he really sell just any information for $20,000? Why did he take on such a dangerous job? He should just sell the information directly!

Oh, only those in the business can trade information!

The intelligence industry is, after all, a dance on the tip of a knife. Everyone's IQ is above 180.

Calm down.

The Germans actually took out $20,000 in cash.

What does that mean?

It means that the Germans' bottom line is at least ten times higher.

In other words, the Germans are willing to pay at least $200,000 for the information. Wow. Two hundred thousand dollars. That's a bit of an exaggeration!

Zhang Yong has yet to obtain the 300,000 US dollars offered by Ryuzo Kuroshima.

Unexpectedly, a sudden burst of inspiration can actually bring him at least 200,000 US dollars in income!

So cool...

Stay calm.

Don't let anything slip.

The Germans' nervousness shows that the core data of the bf109 is really very important.

Speechless.

Close your eyes and relax.

A battle between heaven and earth.

Finally...

He slowly brought the large envelope over.

He glanced inside.

Indeed, it was full of dark green US dollars.

The German was quite perceptive, and knew that US dollars were the most popular currency at the time. So, he took out US dollars.

There was silence.

Zhang Yong finally spoke.

'Mr. Edmann, I can't go into too much detail...'

'Go ahead.'

'Well. What I know is that a certain country in Asia can mass-produce fighter jets themselves. They obtained the relevant information in order to improve their own aircraft production. But then someone said that the plane wasn't really that good. It wasn't as good as their own planes. So they didn't value the information. That's why they put it up for sale.'

'What do you mean? They didn't value it?'

'Yes. They felt that it was a backward, hopeless plane...'

'Who said that? Was it Kawasaki? Nakajima? Or Mitsubishi?'

'I didn't say anything.'

'You...'

Edelman slowly calmed down.

Zhang Yong didn't say anything. But he already knew.

How many countries in Asia can mass-produce aircraft? Just one. Only one!

And they actually stole the technical data.

Damn it!

However, that was not the most important thing.

The most important thing was that the other party actually looked down on Germany's most advanced aircraft?

They actually felt it was backward?

They actually felt it had no future?

Ahhh, this made Edmann very upset.

His dignity was deeply hurt.

He had just contacted the country. Long-distance telegraph. They said they were very shocked.

The authorities said that the Bf 109 fighter plane is currently the most advanced and highest-tech fighter plane in Germany. It is also one of the best in the world. Its core data is top secret.

Although the Bf 109 has already been successfully tested, its core data is still at the highest level of secrecy.

Unexpectedly, the data has been leaked. The data is basically correct.

One can be 100% sure that it is definitely the most original data that has been leaked. At present, the country has already begun the highest level of investigation.

Such advanced and secret technical data. How could the Japanese not appreciate it?

Bastards! What the hell do they know! What technology do they have? What industry do they have? A Krupp or a Rheinmetall would crush them!

Bah! What are they?

'I only want ten thousand dollars. After all, this is worthless intelligence.' Zhang Yong played hard to get. He slowly pushed the envelope back.

'No. We'll give you all of it!' Edelman reached out and pushed the envelope back, 'We have one request. From now on, you must fully assist us in our work.'

'This...'

'We want to catch the Japanese spy who stole the intelligence.'

'Mr. Edelman, as I said, this is all the information I know. The seller also couldn't tell me how the information was leaked, could he?'

'We need you to keep this strictly confidential. Absolutely no one can find out about this data. At the same time, closely monitor the intelligence market and report to us immediately if you find this data reappear.'

'No problem!'

Zhang Yong immediately deftly took back the envelope. Put the US dollar away. Throw away the envelope.

That was the price of ten thousand US dollars.

Very good.

A good start.

But...

A long journey is only the first step.

To get the Germans hooked, we need to continue to add some heat. We need to stimulate the Germans.

Pretending to be curious, he asked in a low voice:

'Are your planes really that bad?'

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