Chapter 627: Black Night, Killer

It was quiet.

Outside, the north wind howled.

Inside, the house was cold.

Of course, that was only relative to Mei Wan-jun.

Zhang Yong was wearing plenty of layers himself. Of course he was fine.

On this cold night, Zhang Yong had worn everything he could.

At the moment, nothing could pierce him, except a bullet or a dagger. Literally. He was so warmly dressed. Unless it was his leg.

So he just watched Mei Wan-jun freeze.

And didn't help.

Unless she lowered her defiant posture a little.

He knew that Mei Wan-jun was a woman who would not easily give in.

And he didn't bother trying to conquer her.

It was not worth the effort. Why bother? Wasn't Chu Chu fragrant? Wasn't Gu Xiao-ru fragrant? Wasn't Pei Xue fragrant?

Strangely, Mei Wan-jun didn't say anything either.

She was trying her best to endure.

Zhang Yong looked at his watch.

Let's see how long you can hold out.

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Suddenly, Mei Wan-jun started sneezing.

She tried her best to control it. But she failed.

'Beg me.'

'Don't even think about it.'

Mei Wan-jun gritted her teeth.

Zhang Yong then reached out and opened her clothes a little. To let the cold come faster.

Suddenly...

her eyes looked strange.

But on Mei Wan-jun's arm, he saw a hint of rosy red.

Huh?

What is it?

It seemed a little familiar, but also a little strange...

'What are you looking at!'

Mei Wan-jun suddenly became anxious.

She struggled subconsciously, but failed. She couldn't move.

How could she move when she was bound layer after layer? Apart from speaking, she could only move her fingers.

'Guarding Palace Sand?'

Zhang Yong suddenly reacted.

No wonder it looked familiar. It also looked a little strange. It was commonly seen in TV dramas.

But he had never believed in such things. He believed in science. There was no such thing as 'tortoise sand'.

There were also things like 'jiao tou' and 'gu du'. They were all said to be very mysterious. But they only existed in fiction.

Suddenly, he felt like laughing.

He didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

Finally, he let out a laugh.

'What are you laughing at?' Mei Wan-jun was anxious and angry.

'If you're ugly, you should study more,' Zhang Yong replied seriously.

'What do you mean!' Mei Wan-jun was furious.

'Gucci sand is not scientific. It can't prove anything at all.'

'You, you're talking nonsense!'

'What are you getting so worked up about? I'm talking about science. You definitely haven't studied much. Did you graduate from high school?'

'Asshole...'

Mei Wan-jun angrily cursed.

Zhang Yong's last sentence hit her hard.

How could she have graduated from high school?

She didn't even finish junior high school. And she really hadn't studied much.

How could someone like her have the heart to study? She wasn't doing scientific research. And she wasn't interested in Mr Democracy or Mr Science.

'Just because there's a test strip doesn't mean she's a girl...'

'Go to hell!'

'Just because there's no test strip doesn't mean she's not a girl...'

'Go to hell!'

Mei Wan-jun's face turned red.

On the one hand, she was humiliated. On the other hand, she was cold.

Very cold indeed.

That bastard Zhang Yong was deliberately letting her freeze.

It was an invisible torture!

Although she would not die of cold immediately, it was indeed very uncomfortable.

Especially when she saw Zhang Yong, warmly dressed in thick clothes. The contrast was even more intense. She was about to melt in his eyes with anger.

'Let's get down to business.'

'Get lost!'

'What else do you know?'

'I don't know anything. I won't say anything.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he closed his eyes and rested.

Not talking? Then just wait it out. By the way, it really seemed to be a cold night.

Even though she was wearing so much, she could still feel the cold seeping through to her bones.

'I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk...'

Finally, Mei Wan-jun couldn't hold out any longer.

If it continued to get colder like this, she really would freeze.

Zhang Yong remained indifferent.

'Someone said you might know the details of the Thunderstorm Project.'

'Me?'

'Yes.'

'Where did you hear that?'

'It doesn't matter. What matters is that a lot of people are looking for you.'

'I'm in Hangzhou! No one seems to be looking for me these days.'

'I'm one of them.'

'You...'

Zhang Yong nodded. Okay. She was one of them.

Jin Bufan was one of them too. Jin Bufan had come to Hangzhou, so it must have been related to him. These veteran spies were all masters!

'Now, you are considered a celebrity in the intelligence community.'

'Tell me more.'

'Many people have already noticed your existence.'

'Really?'

'Unfortunately, you are the prey.'

'Haha.'

Zhang Yong was about to speak when suddenly, a sneaky white dot infiltrated from the edge of the map.

The white dot had a weapon symbol on it. It meant there was a gun.

Good guy. And he's carrying a gun. This is a killer!

The other party's movements were very strange. Obviously not a normal person. Zhang Yong's first reaction was that the other party was coming for him. It was a trap set by Mei Wan-jun.

Mei Wan-jun must have left some kind of mark along the way. So someone was quietly following behind.

The so-called mantis catches the cicada, and the yellowbird is behind it. Mei Wan-jun was the cicada. Zhang Yong was the mantis. The one who came was the yellowbird.

He suddenly laughed.

'What are you laughing at?' Mei Wanjun gritted her teeth.

'Your estimate was wrong. It was too long,' Zhang Yong said meaningfully.

'What do you mean?'

'From the time I caught you to now, someone has come, a full 30 minutes. Enough for me to do a lot of things.'

'I don't know what you're talking about.'

'If I wanted to get you, you would have been done by now. And moved on to other things. Ten months from now, you might even have a child.'

'You're talking nonsense!'

'Someone is coming. Didn't you arrange it?'

'Of course not.'

'Really?'

'Okay. Then guess who is following you?'

'How many people?'

'One. Wait. Two. No. Three.'

Zhang Yong frowned.

Two more white dots appeared at the edge of the map.

They also had weapon symbols. It meant they were armed.

That was a bit troublesome.

They were all armed.

Their movements showed that they were not normal people.

Three people, coming from different directions. But the moving targets are all where Zhang Yong is located.

It is clear that they must have received some kind of special signal. They can accurately determine where Mei Wan-jun is. And then they quietly approach.

'How many are there?'

'Three. All of them are armed.'

'Take me away quickly. Otherwise, none of us will get away.'

'Are you scared?'

'They are from the Dagger Society. They have put a hex on me.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was doubtful. Hex? Are you kidding me?

Do you think this is a mystery novel? Hex? What does the Dagger Society have to do with hex? Ridiculous...

'I'm poisoned.'

'I don't think so.'

'It's not a deadly poison. It's a strange fragrance. It can be sensed by a poisonous bee. The bee will guide them to follow me.'

'I don't believe it.'

'These are all the evil ways of the underworld, and it's normal that you don't know about them. But they really can find me. If you don't save me, I'll really die. And if I die, no one will pay you back the money I owe you.'

'Deal!'

Zhang Yong reached out to untie the ropes.

He untied both layers of rope. But he didn't untie the handcuffs.

Safety first.

What this woman said might not be true.

Talking about black magic and poisonous bees, as if I were stupid. However, it was true that someone was following him.

The people who are following me are all armed. This means they mean business.

Even if they only have pistols, they are still not to be trifled with.

However, Zhang Yong is not too scared. It is dark.

Darkness is his domain.

It is the beginning of the month, so there is no moonlight, so the light outside is very dim. The visibility is at most a few metres.

Under such circumstances, even the most skilled killer would find it difficult to discover his hiding place. On the contrary, he could easily ambush his prey and kill it with one blow, using a systematic map. As long as he struck first, the other party would be the one to die.

Reaching out, he tried to wipe off the gecko blood.

Really. You're still wearing gecko blood. Are you kidding me? How could I possibly believe you're innocent?

It didn't come off.

Okay, maybe a little water...

Seeing that the white dots are getting closer, it's better to talk about it next time. Hurry up and take her away.

All three white dots are armed. You're obviously no match for a head-on confrontation.

The only way is to hide in the dark and attack them by surprise. That way, even if they die, they won't know what hit them.

By the way, it seems that his level of surprise attacks has reached perfection.

I hope these killers have a little money on them.

I'm poor, but even a little is better than nothing.

Even if it's just a few coins, it can add up.

He crept quietly towards the first white dot.

He pondered the white dot's route. Eventually, he hid behind a broken wall.

He pulled Mei Wan-jun down with him.

'My clothes,'

Mei Wan-jun whispered, blushing.

It turned out that her clothes weren't buttoned properly.

Zhang Yong looked back. He buttoned her clothes. Suddenly, he tilted his head.

This woman is quite something. In the future, the child will definitely be able to win at the starting line. Haha.

Guarding the palace sand...

You've got to be kidding me...

He took off his jacket and put it on her. Don't let the baby's mother catch a cold...

'What are you doing?'

'Waiting for the rabbit.'

'Huh?'

'Don't say a word.'

Zhang Yong's expression was serious. Mei Wanjun immediately shut up.

She still knew how to prioritise things. If she revealed their whereabouts, she would also suffer.

The other person had a gun. It was obvious that they had come prepared. If they were discovered, they would both die.

Zhang Yong's individual combat effectiveness is very worrying. It would be false to say that she wasn't nervous. She was extremely nervous.

If she had to choose between Zhang Yong and the others, she would definitely choose Zhang Yong.

Quiet.

Only the north wind whistled.

Mei Wan-jun pinched her nose hard, afraid of sneezing.

Fortunately, she didn't.

Suddenly, she heard extremely light footsteps. Sure enough, someone was coming.

Mei Wan-jun couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yong. This guy, is he a ghost? How could he tell in the dark that the target would pass by here?

Weird...

Thinking about being ambushed herself...

It's really inexplicable. At the same time, it feels really scary.

Is it true that no opponent can avoid being ambushed like this by Zhang Yong? Anyone else would fall into the trap!

A figure appeared.

It came out of the narrow alley.

Then...

She saw Zhang Yong raise his stick and strike the dark figure with it.

As still as a virgin, as quick as a hare.

Poof!

A soft sound.

The dark figure collapsed limp.

Mei Wan-jun: ...

Speechless and choking on her own words.

Was she knocked unconscious in this way?

Suddenly she felt a throbbing pain at the back of her head.

She hadn't felt it before. But seeing Zhang Yong's action, the pain returned immediately.

Damn it...

He just hit her on the back of the head like that?

He wasn't afraid of breaking her skull?

That bastard...

'Hiss!'

A dull sound came from the distance.

Zhang Yong raised his dagger and stabbed the shadow with a single blow.

The dagger sank deep into the chest. A fatal wound.

'Hiss!'

'Hiss!'

Zhang Yong added two more stabs. He made sure the opponent was dead.

Only when the map showed that the starting point had disappeared did he slowly pull the dagger out. Wiping the blood.

Mei Wan-jun: ...

It's done like that?

A killer can be dealt with like that?

It's scary...

There was no warning!

It was silent.

He really doesn't know how he died.

Zhang Yong quickly began to feel the body.

First, he felt a stack of banknotes.

There was only very weak light. But Zhang Yong could already see clearly. They were banknotes. They were from the Commercial Bank. Not bad. They were worth 100 silver dollars each. There were five of them.

He continued to feel. He felt a small bag of foreign coins. There were about a dozen of them.

Then...

There was nothing else.

That was all the valuables there were.

Oh, there was also a pistol and some bullets. But they were worthless.

During the attack, the killer's weapon fell out of his hands and landed not far away.

He went over to pick it up and found it to be a Browning M1903 pistol. There was only one magazine. Not even a spare one. What a shabby killer.

Zhang Yong waved Mei Wan-jun over. He told her to crouch down and take a closer look.

'It's a Poisonous Toad.'

'What?'

'Nickname. Poisonous Toad. He's a member of the Dagger Society.'

'Is he very powerful?'

'Er...'

Mei Wanjun didn't know how to answer.

If she said he was very powerful, Zhang Yong knocked her out with a club and then stabbed her to death.

She died without knowing what had happened.

If she said he wasn't very powerful, this Poisonous Toad did have a bit of a reputation. He was a key member of the Dagger Society.

Anyway, if she, Mei Wan-jun, had met her, she would have definitely retreated. Her specialty was running fast. No one else could catch up with her. Who would have thought that she, too, was knocked unconscious by Zhang Yong. Then she was killed with a few stabs. Her weapon was also seized.

Once again, speechless...

This guy, is he her nemesis?

Sigh...

It's all fate...

Zhang Yong suddenly remembered something and looked at Mei Wan-jun, saying coldly, 'Where are the poisonous bees you mentioned?'

'How would I know?' Mei Wan-jun frowned, 'I'm just guessing too.'

'Then how did he catch up to us?'

'I don't know.'

'It's a surprise that you haven't lost your "tortoise shell sand".'

'Go to hell!'

Mei Wan-jun suddenly became anxious again.

You can say whatever you want about me. But this "tortoise shell sand" is real.

I have an innocent body!

Any other man who tried to take advantage of me was dealt with. If I couldn't beat them, I found a way to get away.

But you...

'Go!'

Zhang Yong started to move.

The second target was about the same distance away.

Mei Wan-jun had no choice but to follow angrily.

Soon, Zhang Yong began crouching again behind the corner of a wall. He was carrying a wooden stick in his hand.

Mei Wan-jun simply kept her distance from him. She didn't want to bother watching.

After all, the result would be the same.

Sure enough, a dark figure cautiously appeared.

Then...

Zhang Yong sprang from behind and raised his hand to strike.

Poof!

It was done.

The target fell limp.

'Hee!'

'Hee!'

He struck again and again. To make sure he was dead.

Then Zhang Yong quickly felt the corpse. He found some more silver notes.

He was so happy.

These guys really do drop gold coins!

As for weapons, they were not worth a second glance. They were all Browning M1903 pistols. They were neither new nor old.

He was not interested. He didn't even bother to take them. He would have someone else deal with them later.

'Who is he?'

'Tie Shou Bodhi.'

'Nickname?'

'Yes.'

'Is he good?'

'You killed them all, what's there to talk about being good or not?'

'You're right!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Suddenly, he turned around and gave her a kiss on the lips.

Beauty, you were right. This is my reward for you. From now on, we will be a loving family...

'You...'

Mei Wan-jun's face flushed.

He...

Bastard!

He actually...

'Ahem!'

'Ahem!'

She couldn't help but cough.

Then she realised something was wrong. Hurriedly, she covered her mouth. She couldn't make a sound. Otherwise, another killer would find out.

He had just taken advantage of her, and she had to let him do it for nothing.

She couldn't kiss him back.

Ugh...

Bastard...