Chapter 663: Tell your boss Du to prepare a big gift

Sleeping on your back is actually very uncomfortable.

But Zhang Yong was bored! And he was really sleepy. Then he really fell asleep.

The anger in the heart of the Japanese spy immediately came up.

It felt like his dignity had been hurt by 10,000 points. An unprecedented blow.

However, he could only bear it.

Otherwise, what else could he do?

Fight back?

Seek death?

Fortunately, half an hour later, Zhang Yong woke up dazedly. He looked at the spy with confusion.

Huh? Who is this guy? Why does he look a bit familiar?

Oh, I remember now. He is the spy we caught before.

'What did you say before?'

'I said that we planned the derailment of the Hangzhou-Shanghai train in April.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he didn't respond again.

He actually didn't want to get involved in this matter. It was because he and Xuan Tiewu had a bad relationship. He didn't want to work for him.

What with the derailed train, let Xuan Tiewu investigate it himself.

He, Zhang Yong, was just that vulgar.

He just held a grudge.

He didn't want to work for you, and pretended not to see it when he saw it. You, Xuan Tiewu, go busy yourself!

'You...' The Japanese spy was very angry.

The consequences were not serious.

Because Zhang Yong simply didn't care.

Really.

He wasn't pretending.

Ri Die knew this very well.

Zhang Yong was not a professional, and did not have the skills to manage his emotions. His emotions were plain to see.

'What do you really mean?'

'What?'

'You don't believe I did it?'

'I believe you.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Ri Die was even more angry.

Because Zhang Yong's perfunctory attitude was really obvious.

This guy doesn't even try to hide it.

What's even more outrageous is that...

Zhang Yong actually started yawning.

Well, I didn't sleep well. Yawning is normal.

Don't overinterpret it.

But in the eyes of the Japanese spy, it was completely different.

Depressed.

Frustrated.

You've done something really outstanding. You think it's worth writing about. You really want to show off.

But your audience doesn't care at all. Not at all.

That feeling. It's really hard.

'Your deputy legal affairs minister is dead, and you don't care?'

'Of course I do!'

'Don't you want to know the truth?'

'Yes!'

'You...'

Ri Die couldn't hold back any longer.

Zhang Yong's answer was a definite yes. However, his expression was a complete no.

It was as if he had written it on his forehead: I don't care, I don't want to know...

'Then why are you arresting me?'

'Oh. I just want to beat you up.'

'What?'

'Beat him up!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Several people immediately came up and dragged Ri Die away.

They dragged him straight to the back courtyard. Then the beating began.

'Ahhh...'

'You can't do this!'

'You can't do this!'

Ritu was going crazy. I confessed everything. And you're still beating me.

I knew you just wanted to beat me up. Why the hell did I confess?

What's most annoying is that his confession didn't even seem to matter to the other guy!

Ahhh...

I can't take it.

I can't take it.

Ritu couldn't accept such humiliation.

He was about to explode.

He wants to tell the other person that he is definitely not a vegetarian!

He is a professional secret agent!

He has his own dignity!

However...

It's useless.

The beating continues.

Japanese spy: !@#¥%...

Baka!

Bastard!

There's no one like you!

Zhang Yong, you son of a bitch! You have no sense of martial arts ethics at all!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hits him...

Finally, he thinks of the password to save his life.

'I still have money!'

'I still have money!'

The Japanese spy yelled furiously. He was hysterical.

Sure enough, the beating stopped.

He was dragged back to Zhang Yong's side like a dead dog.

Zhang Yong looked at the other person silently.

The Japanese spy understood.

The password to survival was to give money.

If you want to survive, you have to give up all your money.

Otherwise...

He honestly said another place where he hid his money.

Sure enough, five banknotes were found. All of them were 100 yuan in denomination. They were issued by the Agricultural Bank of China. This one seems to be under the charge of the Song family as well.

'Anything else?'

Zhang Yong asked lazily.

The banknotes were lined up neatly on the counter.

At first, the Japanese spy wanted to deny it. But when the words reached his lips, he retracted.

Alas, why bother?

It's come to this. What's the point of hiding it?

In the end, it's just going to cause trouble for you.

Who would you give the money to if you kept it?

So he gave two more hiding places. And dug out another 1,000 silver dollars.

Zhang Yong was satisfied. He waved his hand. He told the spy to be released.

Spy: ...

I understand.

Zhang Yong just wants the money.

So...

'I know one more thing. A very important thing!'

'Is it the Rice-Pounding Plan?'

'What? Oh, yes!'

The Japanese spy was taken aback. He quickly recovered, however, and immediately changed the subject.

He had wanted to say that he had hidden money elsewhere, in order to buy some time. He had not expected Zhang Yong to speak first.

His mind flashed with lightning speed. Rice-Pounding Plan? What was that? Why was Zhang Yong so concerned? Could it be some important plan?

At this moment, a flash of inspiration also crossed Zhang Yong's mind.

Since the officers didn't know any secrets and didn't know what the Japanese spies wanted to do, then the Rice-Pounding Plan would be forced into it.

After all, he couldn't think of a better plan for the time being. Take advantage of the confusion. Take advantage of the situation.

Most people would rather believe in intelligence than not.

Three people make a tiger.

Rumours spread.

It might even turn out to be true in the end.

The previous plans, the big thunderstorm plan and the 226 plan, were just blind punches that killed the master.

What if the Rice-Pounding Plan could be like that?

Besides, it didn't matter if it failed. Just come up with a new name and try again.

He even had alternative names ready, such as the Sickle Plan and the Woodpecker Plan. Change it at any time.

'You know about it?' Zhang Yong immediately perked up.

In the eyes of the Japanese spy, this action was like being pumped full of adrenaline.

It turned out that Zhang Yong was concerned about the Rice-Pounding Plan.

What kind of plan was this?

It seemed very important. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would not have personally come out.

As everyone knew, Zhang Yong was not a professional secret agent. Therefore, he made a lot of mistakes. The Japanese spy could tell at a glance.

The Japanese spy kept his silence just right.

He didn't know about the Rice-Pounding Plan. However, he had to act like he knew.

This Rice Plan might be able to save his life.

Just now, the Japanese spy felt that he was already dead.

Unexpectedly, suddenly, there was hope for survival.

However, Zhang Yong did not immediately pursue the matter. Instead, his eyes rolled around. In the eyes of the Japanese spy, it was a sign of preparing for a battle of wits.

Silence...

After a long time...

'No. You don't know,' Zhang Yong finally spoke.

The Japanese spy did not say a word.

Still inscrutable.

'You are a land force idiot, so you can't possibly know anything about naval idiots,' Zhang Yong frowned.

'Not necessarily,' the spy spoke just in time.

He was secretly surprised.

It turned out that this plan to grind rice was related to naval idiots.

Did naval idiots formulate the plan?

It must be no simple matter.

Zhang Yong stopped talking. He looked at the spy askance.

This signature move was actually quite ugly. It was similar to the crooked-mouthed Dragon King of later generations.

If it were seen by a normal person in later generations, they would definitely curse. But here, it gave the Japanese spy an inscrutable feeling.

It was a matter of mentality.

After all, Zhang Yong was the victor.

Clearly, the Japanese spy's life was in Zhang Yong's hands.

With just a wink, Zhang Yong could drag the Japanese spy out and chop him up.

The Japanese spy was therefore anxiously considering.

What kind of plan could it be that was related to Navy Horse?

What does the Navy have?

Cannons?

Giant ships?

Aircraft?

What can the Navy do?

Or is it the Marines stationed in Hongkou who are preparing to do something?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. But he didn't dare speak out. He was afraid of looking stupid. Zhang Yong didn't speak. He was also worried that the more he spoke, the more mistakes he would make. So they were both silent.

Night fell...

Zhang Yong announced that the team was disbanded. He took the Japanese spy back to the 026 logistics warehouse.

Then...

he left everything to Shi Bingdao.

Then...

he went to pick up Gu Xiaoyu from work.

Then...

they had a pleasant in-depth exchange.

...

Life is like this.

Even if you exhaust yourself, the world won't change one bit.

So, why be so positive?

Be a little lazier, and the world won't change either.

The good will remain good.

The bad will remain bad.

...

'So, you don't want to go to work?'

'Mm.'

'But if you don't go to work, I won't be able to support you!'

'I'll support myself.'

'Then go back to sleep. I'm going to work.'

'It's so early, only eight o'clock...'

'I'm not like you. I have to be at work by half past eight. If I'm late, it'll affect my perfect attendance record.'

'I'll support you...'

'No. I'm an independent woman of the new era. I'll support myself.'

'Er...'

'I'm leaving. Breakfast is ready. You can eat it yourself later. Hurry up and go to work after you eat.'

'Got it.'

Zhang Yong sulkily curled back under the covers.

Alas, this life is really unbearable. There isn't even a single day off.

He finally understood why Li Boqi wanted to take a vacation so badly. It's estimated that he probably hasn't taken a single day off since joining the Restoration Society.

The culprit behind all of this is Mao Renfeng!

That son of a bitch is the king of all curmudgeons.

It's fine if he curms himself, but he makes everyone else curm too. No one has any chance.

But!

He, Zhang Yong, has decided to go on strike today!

He will stay in Gu Xiaoru's cosy little house and never go out again. He will sleep all day. Wait for her to get off work. And then continue...

'Bang!'

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Zhang Yong immediately jumped up like a startled cat. Naked. First, he grabbed the gun under the pillow.

Then he quickly crouched behind the wall next to the door.

If someone broke in...

A shot straight from behind.

As it turned out...

Footsteps could be heard outside.

Oh, it was Chen Hai. He was responsible for guarding the outside last night.

Although Zhang Yong had run out on his own. But necessary guards must be brought. Not many. Five. Just in case.

'Team leader!' Chen Hai's voice came from somewhere.

'Where did the shot come from?' Zhang Yong asked. 'Whose gun went off?'

Checking the map. No abnormalities were found nearby.

There were weapon markers. But they were all quite far away.

The closest ones were Chen Hai and the others. When the gunshot went off, it was most likely one of their five people who had a pistol that went off.

Chen Hai and the others were all martial artists. They had all practiced martial arts. When it comes to martial arts, they are all very familiar with it. However, when it comes to firearms, they are not as proficient.

Some of them were actually handling a gun for the first time. So it's not surprising that it went off when they were playing with it.

Sure enough, Chen Hai answered dejectedly, 'It's Lin Hai's.'

'Is anyone hurt?' Zhang Yong opened the door. It was safe to confirm.

In fact, if there really were enemies, the door wouldn't help.

The most life-saving thing was still the map. You can detect danger in advance.

'He was shot in the thigh...'

'Take him to the hospital quickly.'

'Yes.'

'Leave Gao Hai with me and go back to the 026 logistics warehouse. You three take Lin Hai to the hospital.'

'Yes!'

Chen Hai agreed.

After some busyness, the injured Lin Hai was sent away.

Zhang Yong also returned to the 026 logistics base with Gao Hai. This was the only place that was relatively safe.

If there were five people protecting him, he would dare to stay put for a day. However, if there was only Gao Hai, he would not dare. He immediately dismissed the idea of going on strike.

Alas, after all, it is safer in one's own den. There are more than a hundred people protecting it.

Unless a large force is dispatched, even if the department head turns his face, he is not afraid.

Shi Bingdao came to see him.

Discussing some troublesome matters. All of them are related to infrastructure.

Mainly the training ground. And ammunition depots and so on. These are semi-permanent facilities. If you want to do it, it will cost a lot.

'Let's do something simple,' Zhang Yong said slowly.

From now on, it will be 20 months until Shanghai falls in October next year.

In other words, even if there are no accidents along the way, this 026 logistics base will only be in use for about 20 months. After that, it will fall into the hands of the Japanese.

He can indeed bully the Japanese spies. However, if he encounters the regular Japanese army, he is finished.

The Japanese will successively invest 10 divisions, about 300,000 elite troops. Zhang Yong definitely cannot stop them.

A squadron of Japanese soldiers could chase Zhang Yong all over the mountains.

A squadron of Japanese soldiers would have grenade launchers, heavy machine guns and possibly even 90mm mortars. How could he possibly hold his own?

So keep it simple.

Just enough to get by. No need for a high level.

In fact, to be extreme, you can do without it.

Don't even leave the Japanese a rudimentary training ground.

Right. No.

Cancel it all.

Training and all that can be carried out in the countryside. The countryside is vast, so you can do whatever you like.

As he spoke, He Jiu, who was on duty, arrived in a hurry.

'Team leader, there's a phone call for you.'

'Who is it?'

'The person on the other end said their boss's surname is Du.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyebrows rose.

Du? Which Du? There is only one Du on the Bund.

Impressive!

The call has reached the 026 logistics warehouse.

I went into Boss Du's warehouse yesterday, and today I'm being interrogated by the phone. It seems that Boss Du also knows how to use diplomacy before military force!

Go answer the phone.

Of course it couldn't be Du Yuesheng himself who brought it.

At most, it would be his most trusted henchman. It's probably not even from the first level. At his level, he's still a nobody.

'I'm Zhang Yong. How do you do, sir?'

'It's not your business who I am...'

'So I should call you an asshole?'

'You!'

'Or should I call you a deadbeat?'

'You!'

'Don't get angry. I'm just stating a fact. Since the call came to me and you don't even dare to say your name, doesn't that make Boss Du a coward? Is he a turtle?'

'How dare you! How dare...'

'Don't talk about insults. My name is Zhang Yong and his name is Du Yuesheng. Names are all equal. You too. Don't you even have a name? Are you called Ah Mao or Ah Gou?'

'Zhang Yong, I'm warning you, don't be so arrogant.'

'Are you worried that if you tell me your name, I'll come back and get you? If that's the case, I'll call you a coward.'

'I'm Hu Yiti!'

'Hu Yifei is your sister?'

'What?'

'Hu Yiduo is your brother?'

'What are you talking nonsense about? I'm telling you, our boss is very angry.'

'I'm angry too.'

'What are you angry about?'

'Yesterday, there wasn't even a single thing in your warehouse. I made a wasted trip.'

'You, what else do you want.'

'I, Zhang Yong, never go home empty-handed. Haven't you heard? Tell your boss Du to prepare a big gift for me, and I'll forgive him.'

'What? You, you, you dare to ask us to prepare a big gift?'

'Yes. I didn't even ask you to apologise. You send a big gift, and I'll pretend it never happened...'

'Go to hell!'

The other party hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong took the receiver. He pursed his lips. Disdain.

Piss off, I'm not scared of you, Du Yuesheng.

Just get the gift ready!

And it better be a good one!

Otherwise...

We'll start right now!