Chapter 637: Xichang Yuhuatian

First, go find the first golden symbol.

It's under the counter, inside a half-open metal box.

Smash open the metal box, and inside you'll find a gold bar, a few silver banknotes, a few tens of dollars, and some miscellaneous banknotes.

Is that it?

I feel like I've been tricked!

Just one gold bar...

Forget it. It's better than nothing. Swallow it decisively.

Hand Ino-ta a handful of dollars.

What is this guy now? A Japanese collaborator? No. A traitor. Haha.

We'll need this guy when we interrogate Tsuchimuro Nogata later. After all, he's been following Tsuchimuro Nogata for months and must know some inside information.

Sure enough, when Tsuchiya saw Ino-ta reach out to take the ocean, with a face full of flattery, he became even more irritable.

No one doesn't hate traitors. The Japanese invaders hate them too. Ino-ta betrayed, and Tsuchiya was furious.

However, his fury was useless. Instead, it invited a slap.

'Pat!'

Shi Hu slapped Tsuchiya in the face.

Tsuchiya Tsuchimaro's cheeks turned red. His mouth was full of blood. He had lost several teeth.

It was obvious that Tsuchiya Tsuchimaro's expression had begun to dull. He was obviously stunned.

Zhang Yong nodded and gave Shi Hu a thumbs-up.

Well done.

Feel free to hit him.

The more vicious the beating, the better.

The more vicious the beating, the more the Japanese spies will know that the Chinese are not to be trifled with.

'Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yatogu Saburō let out an angry roar. Unfortunately, it was useless.

Zhang Yong didn't want to interrogate him for the time being. First, he would dig up all the treasures in the pawnshop.

It didn't matter if the person died. Just find all the money.

Continue searching for the second golden symbol. Found it mixed in with the weapon symbol.

In other words, there may be gold bars as well as weapons inside.

This is great. I like it like this.

Dig once and you get everything.

'Clattering...'

'Crackling...'

Move the miscellaneous items out of the way.

There is a small cellar below. It can only hold one person standing.

After switching to the 3D map, you can see clearly. However, it is not clear what is hidden inside.

'Laoshi, come here.' Zhang Yong waved at Shi Bingdao.

It feels like Shi Bingdao is a little distracted.

Maybe it's because he has never done anything like this before.

Arrest people.

Beat people up.

and looting.

I guess Shi Bingdao has never encountered any of these before.

As a member of the underground party, violence is strictly forbidden. Apart from eliminating traitors, they are also not allowed to arrest people or beat them up.

What's more, breaking into someone's home, ransacking the place and looting for money.

I guess he must be very conflicted right now. I wonder if he will violate the discipline of the organisation. I feel that this is really brutal.

'If you don't want it, I'll hand it over to the reactionaries.'

'No...'

Shi Bingdao hurriedly said.

Surrendering to the reactionaries is out of the question. Absolutely not.

The Japanese invaders are the enemy. Their money, weapons and ammunition are all spoils of war. Seizing them should not be a violation of discipline.

Although the process is a bit brutal. But revolution is not a treat. Who would show mercy in a fight to the death?

This is also a battlefield. In a fierce battlefield, showing mercy to the enemy is tantamount to inviting death!

From another perspective, if Zhang Yong and the others fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders, I'm afraid the Japanese invaders will be even more brutal...

'Bang!'

The cellar was pried open.

There were many rifles inside.

They were all placed upright. So, the cellar was very deep. It was longer than one rifle.

In the gaps between the rifles, there were also some cotton cloth pockets. They were scattered. Very small. After taking them out, I realised that they were all filled with gold bars. Little yellow fish.

Some of the cotton cloth pockets had three bars in them, some had five, and some had four. It varied.

After taking out all the rifles, I found that they were all Ma Si Huan. There were ten in total. But they were poorly stored. Some of the rifle butts had mould spots. It may be that they had been left for too long and the cellar was damp.

Alas, these Japanese spies really wasted these rifles!

The Type 38 was definitely a good rifle. They actually left it in the cellar to get mouldy. They really deserved to be beaten.

But then, when you think about it, it's not surprising. The Japanese were at least a semi-industrial country. They had their own standard issue weapons. They had a complete light weapons production line.

The 6.5mm Type 38 rifle produced by the Japanese themselves was actually more suitable for the physical characteristics of Asians. Lightweight. Low recoil. Long sighting baseline.

Objectively speaking, the Type 38 rifle was also a good gun. Many veteran Eighth Route Army soldiers liked to use it.

Since they had their own standard equipment, no matter how good the Maserati ring was, it was useless. It's no surprise that it's been left to mildew. No one else cares.

'Do you want it?'

'Yes,'

Shi Bingdao replied.

Although long guns are not conducive to concealment. But they can be given to the guerrillas!

In fact, Shi Hu and the other veterans of the 19th Route Army are more adept at using rifles. Or light machine guns.

In the heat of battle, pistols are almost useless.

There are bullets below.

They are all 7.92 mm Mauser rifle bullets.

There are quite a lot. There may be about 4,000 rounds. A gun can be equipped with several hundred rounds.

They were probably also transported from the northeast. They were all captured from the Japanese invaders. The regular army of the Japanese invaders was not very useful, so they were handed over to the spy agencies to mess around with.

Either they were armed puppet soldiers.

Or they were used to arm pro-Japanese elements.

The spy agencies may not have just been digging tombs and treasures.

They may also have had the task of subversion and assassination.

In fact, the Japanese invaders' spy agencies had a very high degree of freedom. Because the military hardly interfered in specific matters.

Most intelligence agencies were set up by a single person.

For example, those so-called legations. The Maokangxianxie legation was set up by Maokangxianxie.

Then someone else set up another legation. For example, the Matsui legation. They were all pretty much free to do whatever they wanted.

The ones that are better known today are the Meilanzhuju secret service agencies. But in fact, there were countless similar secret service agencies.

There were also many spy agencies under the consulates and the like.

Jiang Guohu belonged to the Shanghai Consulate General. He was quite high up the ranks.

Later, when the Japanese military controlled the Special High Section, it gradually brought all these spy agencies under its control. But not all of them.

There were still many unknown spy agencies under the consulates.

There were also the military police headquarters of each Japanese unit, which also had their own independent spy agencies. For example, the North China Army.

And the 11th Army, the only mobile force of the Japanese invaders.

In short, it was very complicated.

Zhang Yong walked up to Noguchi Tuzaburo with a Ma Si Huan in his hand and deliberately said slowly, 'You're in terrible shape.'

Noguchi Tuzaburo glared at him fiercely, his eyes almost ablaze.

Unfortunately, he was unable to speak.

Otherwise, I'm afraid he would have yelled at Zhang Yong.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong tore off the rag in the other person's mouth. Noguchi Tuzaburo didn't react for a moment.

'Did I say something wrong? The butt of the gun is covered in mould.'

'You are Zhang Yong, right?'

'Yes. You got it right.'

'You really are good. You've found me.'

'Do you believe me when I say it was purely an accident? In fact, Ino-san told me where you were.'

'Hagya!'

Nogaya Tsuchimikado suddenly cursed Ino-san in Japanese.

Ino-ta's face turned pale. He was obviously being scolded very severely. However, it seemed that he did not dare to retort.

After all, until now, Noguchi Tsuchimaro had been his superior. There was still some residual authority.

'Alas, there were so many gold bars, but you were not given even one,' Zhang Yong sighed.

Ino-ta's face suddenly turned red.

Suddenly, he rushed in front of Noguchi Tsuchimaro and slapped him hard across the face.

'Pah!'

The slaps were very loud.

In an instant, Noguchito Saburo's cheeks became swollen.

Zhang Yong looked at his hand.

Huh?

It seems that my strength is not as great as Noguchito Saburo's?

Crap...

I can't even slap someone.

Frustrated. What else can I do? Should I take some strength pills?

"Hagah!'

Noguchito Saburo roared angrily.

Damn Ino! Who does he think he is? How dare he hit me?

As a result...

Pang!

He received two more slaps from Ino.

Ino had already given up. He had already surrendered. He didn't care.

He simply felt that only by firmly embracing Zhang Yong's thighs would he have a hope of survival.

The more harshly he treated his former comrades, the happier Zhang Yong would be. Therefore, he must not be polite to this Nogata Dosaburo. He must be as ruthless as possible. Even if he had to kill Nogata, he would not hesitate for a second.

'Hagah...'

Nogata Dosaburo continued to rant.

He was not convinced...

Not because of Zhang Yong.

It was because of this Ino-ta!

Ino-ta actually dared to hit him!

Pat!

and in return, he received even more brutal blows.

'Baka...'

Every time he was hit, Noguchi roared hysterically.

Until finally, he could no longer roar. Because his cheeks and mouth were already bloody and mangled.

Shi Bingdao turned his face away.

He was a gentle man. He had never seen such a scene before.

However, his reason told him that there was nothing wrong with it. Torture was supposed to be like this.

If he had fallen into the hands of the Party Investigation Department or the Society for Restoration, the result would have been the same.

Fellow countrymen are always the most cruel when dealing with fellow countrymen.

The Japanese invaders were the same.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Inoeda immediately backed off.

Shi Hu brought a dipper of cold water and poured it over Noguchi Tuzaburo's body. To sober him up.

Sure enough, Noguchi's spirits perked up a bit.

He stared at Zhang Yong with his dying breath, 'Kill me. Don't let that pig insult me.'

'Okay,' Zhang Yong nodded, 'I don't want your information. And I don't want you to confess to your companions. I just want your money. Hand over all your money. I'll give you a quick death.'

'The money is all in the pawnshop, you find it yourself!'

'Mr. Noguchi, you are being very insincere. You are the one begging me. I am not the one begging you.'

'Really?'

Noguchi suddenly let out a tragic smile.

He wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself. However, when he saw Ino-ta, he changed his mind.

He was unwilling to accept this.

He wanted to get rid of this Ino-ta.

This damned traitor! He hated this traitor the most.

Even if he had to fall into the abyss of hell, he would take this traitor Ino-ta with him!

"Not all of it is in the pawnshop.'

'What did you say?'

'To the left, three rooms apart. You also hid money there, as well as weapons and ammunition, didn't you?'

'You...'

Tatsuzaburo Noguchi couldn't help but look shocked.

He couldn't hold back. He was truly shocked. He didn't expect Zhang Yong to know this.

This was really annoying.

How did the other party know this?

Zhang Yong...

He really is a difficult person!

Perhaps without Ino-ta, this guy would have come after me sooner or later.

'You see, I was right.'

'You're very good. I admit it. But what's the point of being good if you're alone? Your country, China, will be annexed by the Japanese Empire sooner or later.'

'Maybe. But right now, I just want your money.'

'I won't tell you. Just kill me.'

'In that case, I'll just sprinkle some salt on your wounds. Enjoy.'

'Zhang Yong, you're the devil.'

'Aren't you the devil?'

'You...'

Nogaya tried to say something else, but his mouth was already gagged.

Sorry, he will soon be wailing in a horrible, hysterical voice. Must be prepared in advance.

'It's up to you,' Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The real torture began.

Let the veteran of the 19th Route Army, who hated the Japanese invaders the most, finish it.

Nogaya Tuzaburo obviously knew what fate he was about to face, and struggled desperately, but it was useless.

Soon, he was dragged to the back. Then came the low growls.

Each growl contained boundless pain.

Zhang Yong paid no heed.

He continued to search.

There were also weapon symbols. And gold symbols.

A courtyard was found. Next to the courtyard, there was actually a hidden space.

If you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.

Fortunately, there was a 3D map, as well as weapon symbols and gold symbols.

Zhang Yong circled the patio twice. He didn't find any traps. There should be some. But he didn't find any.

What should he do?

He could only resort to the most stupid method.

Smash the wall.

But he needed manpower. And tools.

At the moment, Shi Hu and the others were interrogating Noguchi Tuzaburo. They couldn't spare their hands for the time being.

'Call some more people,' Zhang Yong turned to Shi Bingdao.

'That's all for now,' Shi Bingdao answered helplessly, 'the others are unreliable.'

'As long as they're not on your side, they're fine.'

'What if they talk?'

'It's fine. I have imperial authority. I can kill them afterwards.'

'Do you want the people from the coffin shop?'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong answered without hesitation.

What's wrong with the coffin shop? As long as they're willing to kill the Japanese invaders, no matter who they are.

It seems that the people he met at the coffin shop before were also capable.

Dare to kill the Japanese invaders.

Able to kill the Japanese invaders.

These are the two basic conditions.

First, you must be able to fight.

If you're like me, and can't fight the Japanese alone, then forget it.

'Okay...'

Shi Bingdao went.

Zhang Yong didn't know what came to his mind, but his eyes gradually brightened.

Royal concession?

Decide first, report later?

It seems like it works!

Among the things Zhou Yang said at the time, there were four words: do whatever you want.

What does this mean?

Translated, it means do whatever you want. Go ahead and do it.

As long as you don't cause a major incident, no one will pursue it. The Fuxing Society, or the Chamber of Attendants, will step in to calm things down.

At the time, I didn't react. I didn't realise that these four words were my greatest support.

No need to ask for instructions. Make your own decisions.

This is fucking terrifying power!

Fuck. I was too slow to react. I only understand now.

I feel like I'm Yu Huatian from the Western Workshop.

Well, half a man...

Yu Huatian was an incomplete man. But I am complete. I have tried and tested it over and over again.

That's what they say. Those big shots definitely wouldn't dare touch me.

Even the powerful wouldn't dare.

They can only touch those who are blind or those without connections.

But they are also very domineering.

'Team leader,'

Shi Hu came out.

But it was Noguchi Tuzaburo who started to confess.

The first piece of information was quite shocking...

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