Chapter 720: Three Yellow Dots

Boss Miao was secretly nervous.

What was Zhang Yong doing in this posture?

Was he going to start a massacre?

This guy...

There are still wounded people inside!

If there is a big fight here, the police station will send someone!

If the identity of the wounded is exposed...

I dare not think about it.

It's not his turn to speak now. He can only wait with bated breath to see how the situation develops.

He understands Shi Bingdao...

He sympathises with Shi Bingdao...

Dealing with this little guy, you really need to have a very strong psychological capacity...

Zhang Yong raises his binoculars.

He can see five targets.

They are all dark and swarthy, not like ordinary people. They look more like pirates.

Dou Yishan, I remember, seems to be related to the pirate Jin Sanyan. Jin Sanyan was taken care of by myself. But Dou Yishan is fine.

He waved his hand. He signalled for everyone to hide. Zhang Yong hid himself as well.

Boss Miao asked nervously, 'Zhang Yong, are you going to use your gun here?'

'Not necessarily,' Zhang Yong replied.

If it is possible not to use the gun, of course that would be ideal.

He also didn't want to trouble Li Yuanqing. He didn't want to trouble Zhu Yuan. But if...

If the enemy doesn't cooperate, there's nothing we can do.

We'll just have to shoot them all.

Someone will take care of the aftermath.

'It's best not to use guns,' Boss Miao said slowly. "Once the identity of the wounded is revealed...'

'Don't worry," Zhang Yong replied with a self-assured air. 'My people are all over the concession. Takasugi Takanobu would have to go around me if he saw me.'

Boss Miao: ...

decided to shut up.

He'd better just wait and see what happens.

The five pirates quickly entered the Tzu Chi Hospital. Then they went straight to the second floor.

Zhang Yong: ???

Curious. What is the other party up to?

Silent monitoring of the target's movements.

After discovering that the target had gone up to the second floor, they went directly to a room at the far east end. Looks like a hospital room?

There was only one white dot inside the room. After the five targets entered, soon, all six white dots came out together. Obviously, the person in the room was also taken away.

Seems like nothing major? Someone just came to take away one person.

So there's no need to worry.

The other side has guns, so there's no need for a big fight.

However...

It so happened that at this very moment, Liu Xi appeared.

Her walking path happened to intersect with the five targets. It looked like the two sides were about to collide.

Expectation.

Will she encounter pirates?

If she encounters pirates, what will her reaction be? Will she reveal her identity?

Will she find a way to escape on her own, or will she directly eliminate the pirates? Or will she call for help? Or will she be taken hostage by the targets?

If she is taken hostage, how should she respond? Kill? Wound?

Since Liu Xi may be a Japanese spy, Zhang Yong is not nervous at all. Instead, he is looking forward to the development of events. Waiting for her to reveal her true colours.

However...

Seeing that Liu Xi is about to encounter her enemy, she suddenly walks over to a nearby room. Then, she perfectly misses her enemy.

The six white dots passed by from outside, completely unaware that there was someone in the room. Or perhaps they didn't care if there was someone in the room. As long as no one interfered with their taking someone away, they didn't seem to be in a hurry to do so.

Soon, the six white dots appeared at the top of the stairs.

Zhang Yong noticed that the five pirates were holding a dying strong man.

The strong man looked quite burly. However, at the moment, he was groggy and obviously didn't have much strength.

He was breathing very hard. It looked as if he would die at any moment. Yes.

Zhang Yong turned to look at Boss Miao, 'Is he one of your men?'

'No,' Boss Miao replied hastily, 'I don't know him.'

'He is Dou Yishan's enemy,' Dou Wanjiang replied.

'You know him?' Zhang Yong was intrigued by the big man. Who could this guy be?

Dou Yishan's enemy?

But why wasn't he fighting back?

It looked as if he was about to die at any moment.

And it's not clear what kind of injury it is. It doesn't seem to be an external wound.

If it's a gunshot wound or something, no hospital would dare to treat it. Not to mention that it's Dou Yishan's enemy.

'His name is Feng Yunshan. He's very good at kung fu.'

'You know?'

'I've fought him five times. But I've never won a single time.'

'So powerful?'

Zhang Yong was secretly amazed.

You have to understand that Dou Wanjiang is very arrogant himself. It is definitely not easy to get him to admit that someone is better than him. But this guy actually admitted that he has been defeated by Feng Yunshan five times in a row. If it wasn't for the mutual business puffing, this Feng Yunshan would be too awesome.

But...

Feng Yunshan looks like he is on his last breath. He could die at any time.

I wonder what Dou Yishan wants to do by sending five of his men to take him away? Kill him? That would be redundant.

Even if Feng Yunshan is left here, he will die at any time.

'Cough, cough, cough...'

'Cough, cough, cough...'

Suddenly, Feng Yunshan coughed violently.

His cough was a bit scary. It was endless. There was not the slightest pause in the middle.

The coughing got worse and worse. The whole person trembled violently.

The coughing was so loud that the sky and earth shook. The coughing changed the weather.

At the time of the worst coughing, he could not catch his breath, as if his lungs were about to pop out from the inside.

Zhang Yong: ...

'He...'

'I don't know what kind of illness it is. It's been like this for two years. He's taken a lot of medicine. He's seen many doctors, but none of them can cure him.'

'Pneumonia?'

'What?'

'Nothing.'

Zhang Yong looks at his medicine cabinet.

There are quite a few amoxicillin tablets. And doxycycline. Oh, this is a new addition.

What is doxycycline used to treat? There's no time to read the instructions. It's something like mycoplasma, I think. Vaguely remember that if azithromycin is resistant, doxycycline can be used instead. But I've forgotten the specific contraindications. But for Feng Yunshan, there are no contraindications.

He's coughing like this. It means the situation is very serious.

If there is also a fever or something, it is directly a critical illness. Just mix in some amoxicillin and doxycycline.

If it works, it works.

If it doesn't, it doesn't.

'Where are they taking Feng Yunshan?'

'To be buried alive.'

'What?'

'Feng Yunshan was once Dou Yishan's sworn brother. They later fell out. It so happened that Feng Yunshan fell ill and his fighting power was greatly reduced. So Dou Yishan got rid of him. All his subordinates, territory and money were taken away by Dou Yishan. He was left here to fend for himself. Now he probably feels that there is no point in keeping this useless person, so he is going to be taken out and buried alive. That will be the end of it.'

'Save him.'

'Good!'

Dou Wanjiang immediately arranged it.

When the five targets finished descending the stairs, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

People were pouring out in all directions.

There were dark muzzles all around.

'Our boss is Dou Yishan. The boss of the Paris Nightclub on the Sea,' said one of the leading pirates, "who are you people?'

'We are from the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society," Zhang Yong responded from behind, 'put Feng Yunshan down.'

'He is a ghost who died of illness. What do you want?'

'Let go.'

'You...'

The five of them looked at each other, and finally reluctantly let go.

There was nothing they could do. There were too many of them. Ten against one. They were dead men. If they had guns, they probably wouldn't even get a chance to fire them.

Better to avoid an imminent disaster!

They reluctantly let go.

Dou Wanjiang immediately went up and took Feng Yunshan.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He let the five pirates leave smoothly.

The pirate leader wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

He wanted to say a few words to make it look good, but ultimately held back.

The other party was very influential and could not be provoked. He would rather go back and report to his boss.

Zhang Yong looked at Feng Yunshan.

He had 100% pneumonia.

He was put in the hospital. But no effort was made to treat him.

It was probably intentional.

I have to say, this is truly unable to survive, unable to die.

Want to die? Impossible.

But, you are not allowed to live. You are not given real treatment.

They just keep you hanging on.

It's like dying but not dying.

Dou Yishan is ruthless.

But then, who in Shanghai isn't ruthless and ruthless?

If a philanthropist wants to survive in the city,

they'll be eaten alive.

'Cough, cough, cough...'

'Cough, cough, cough...'

Feng Yunshan started coughing violently again.

He was still coughing terribly, as if his whole body was going to tear apart.

Alas, he was so lucky.

If he hadn't met Zhang Yong, he would have been hopeless.

His pneumonia was already very serious. Only antibiotics could save his life. Fortunately, Zhang Yong had them.

Zhang Yong took out amoxicillin and doxycycline. He forced Feng Yunshan to take six tablets of the former and three tablets of the latter at a time.

All three times the normal dosage. Absolutely sufficient. Absolutely filling. The blood concentration will be reached as quickly as possible. The rest depends on his own luck.

If the super-dose of the two antibiotics fails to save him, it means that he is someone that Yan Wangye has designated to be taken, and there is nothing that can be done.

'Take him away,'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Boss Miao vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

Take him away?

Take him back to where?

Could it be that he is to be taken back to the Rejuvenation Hall?

Oh no...

This kid is trouble.

This Feng Yunshan is Dou Yishan's sworn enemy!

Dou Yishan won't let you go if you take Feng Yunshan away. And you're taking him back to the Spring of Regain?

Zhang Yong turned to look at Boss Miao, 'You can get him some Chinese medicine while you're at it. A combination of Chinese and Western medicine will have the best effect. He'll probably get better in about a week.'

Boss Miao: ...

In fact, deep down, he was rejecting it.

He was a member of the underground party in hiding. The nature of his work dictated that he should keep a low profile.

However, Zhang Yong's appearance disrupted all of this.

Understanding Shi Bingdao...

Sympathising with Shi Bingdao...

Becoming Shi Bingdao...

The feeling of having a landmine at your side at all times, alas...

However, he could not refuse.

He could not tell Zhang Yong openly, 'I'm a member of the underground, I cannot accept your arrangement...'

Who knows if this little fellow will blow up...

Suffering.

In the end, he agreed. Because it was impossible to object. Objecting would be useless.

'You go back too!'

'Don't worry about things here. I'll handle it.'

Zhang Yong dismissed Boss Miao.

Boss Miao was more than happy to go, and hurriedly withdrew.

Zhang Yong came up to find Liu Xi.

This woman is so cunning. So cautious.

Trying to find out her true intentions is not going to be easy. But that's fine. There's plenty of time.

It's nearly ten years until the end of the war, so I don't believe she can hide her tracks forever.

Up to the second floor. Towards the room where Liu Xi is hiding. At this time, Liu Xi also comes out from inside. Seeing Zhang Yong, she looks normal. As if nothing has happened.

'Doctor Liu, do you have time?'

'What do you want to do now?'

'I don't have time to do it. Let's talk.'

'What about?'

'Aspirin! The aspirin you gave me is free?'

'Who said it's free? It's very expensive. Hurry up and give it to me.'

'Tell me. How much is it?'

'When I bought them, they cost 50 cents a box. 600 boxes is 300 dollars. Add the shipping and other costs, and it's over 400 dollars for me.'

'So that's about 200 dollars a box?'

'Yes.'

'Then order 20 boxes. I'll take them all.'

'What do you want them for?'

'To sell to people in need, of course. Don't ask so many questions.'

'I don't have any special channels. If you order now, the earliest you'll get them is three months from now. You'd better find someone else.'

'It's fine. You place the order now. Twenty boxes. Four thousand US dollars. I'll give you an extra two hundred US dollars as compensation. What do you say?'

'If you're not afraid to wait, then that's fine.'

'Good.'

Zhang Yong then took out 4,200 US dollars and gave it to her.

If you don't want to lose your child, you can't catch the wolf. If she really is a Japanese spy, that would be great. The medicine is guaranteed to be obtained.

In the future, he can obtain supplies through her hands.

If she is not a Japanese spy, that would also be good. It shows that she still has a hidden identity.

'I'm leaving.'

'Goodbye.'

Zhang Yong nodded. He waved goodbye to Liu Xi.

He had locked onto this woman.

He went downstairs.

For the time being, there was nothing to do. He found a place to rest.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep. He woke up groggily. He noticed that the sky was full of stars.

Huh?

Has a day passed?

Sure enough, a day had passed.

So he ate and slept. But taking a bath was out of the question. There were no such conditions.

He also had to look after the seriously injured patient.

Since it was in his hands, nothing must happen to him.

He woke up in the morning.

He went to find Liu Xi. He asked about the injured patient.

Fortunately, the operation went well. The recovery was good. Zhang Yong waited until no one was around and secretly added drugs.

He added two amoxicillin tablets to the oral medicine.

This is an invaluable antibiotic! He is the only one in the world who has it.

As it turned out, the antibiotic was incredibly effective in this era. Because there was no drug resistance,

It was certain that the seriously injured soldier was saved.

'Team leader!'

'Team leader!'

Suddenly, someone hurriedly came.

I know him. He was a field worker at the former Songhu Office. But he had never worked under Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong: ???

What's going on?

"Team leader Zhang, stationmaster Jia asks you to return to the station.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

The station? Shanghai Station? Oh, he's been promoted.

It used to be called the Songhu Office. Now it's called the Shanghai Station in all seriousness.

It's been upgraded. So has his rank.

Jia Tengying is the stationmaster. Chen Gongshu is the deputy stationmaster.

However, Jia Tengying basically doesn't do anything. Chen Gongshu is in charge of all the actual operations.

Zhang Yong has not returned to the Shanghai Station since it was upgraded.

Well, he might as well go back and have a look.

He immediately drove back to the Shanghai Station.

However, 500 metres before he reached the Shanghai station, he quietly slowed down.

Better to be safe than sorry.

If there was a trap or something, he would recognise it early.

Jia Tengying didn't seem as naive as he appeared. These days, everyone was an actor. Who didn't have dozens of masks?

As it turned out...

His face was weird.

There were many white dots inside the Shanghai station.

But there were also three yellow dots inside! Very conspicuous.

Three yellow dots!

Three yellow dots!

Three yellow dots!

I'll say it three times because it's important!

There are three yellow dots in a sea of white dots!

Ahhh...

That's impressive...

Three red party members!

Wow!

I never noticed before. Now...

hehe. As expected, everyone knows about the Communist Party. Now there are three of them.

What time is it? 1936. Even these three yellow dots are the lowest-ranking members, but in ten years' time, they will have some seniority.

Yu Zexing is from the Qingpu class. At this time, the Qingpu class has not yet started!

In other words, these three underground party members will have more seniority than Yu Zexing in the future. After the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan, they should all be majors or lieutenant colonels.

Stop the car.

He needs to sort out his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, there are three people from the other side in a small Shanghai station.

Curious.

Who do you think they are?

He silently compares it with the map of the previous office and speculates with interest.

One of the yellow dots is in the telecommunications department. Could it be Li Jingzhi? Oh, Li Jingzhi is not in Shanghai. She has been transferred to the Jinling Chicken and Goose Lane headquarters.

So, who could it be?

There are only a few people in the telecommunications department. One of them is Chen Mei.

Could it be Chen Mei?

Oh, that would be amazing. She's hidden so well.

I can't guess.

The other two yellow dots seem to be ordinary members of the operations team.

None of them have their own office. They should be of no rank. They might be new recruits.

Take a deep breath. Calm yourself.

Act as if nothing is wrong, start the car and continue back to the station.

Park outside.

A few white dots walk out from inside.

A moment later, Jia Tengying is seen coming out. Chen Gongshu is behind him.

This...

Sweat...

The commotion is a bit loud!

The station manager and deputy manager have all come out.

Jia Tengying is a very sociable person. It's no surprise that he came out to greet me.

But Chen Gongshu...

To be honest, Chen Gongshu is a bit arrogant.

He and Wang Tianmu are both veterans of the Fuxing Society. They didn't come from a training school.

It seems that these two guys both went to military school. Wang Tianmu is from the Military Academy and has very senior qualifications. Chen Gongshu is from the fifth class of the Whampoa Military Academy and is the brother of the head of the department.

'Stationmaster!'

'Deputy Stationmaster Chen!'

Zhang Yong saluted and greeted them one after the other.

The bigwigs were giving him face. And of course he was giving them face. Everyone was happy to carry the flowery sedan chair.

In fact, Jia Tengying was a pretty good stationmaster. His subordinates could all relax a bit. If someone meaner had come along, it would have been a disaster.

Someone like Zhao Lijun, for example, wasn't liked by many people.

'Let's go inside and talk.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong knew there was something important going on.

Sure enough, Jia Tengying and Chen Gongshu entered the small meeting room together.

This small meeting room had been specially treated. It had excellent sound absorption. It was impossible for people outside to eavesdrop on conversations inside.

Zhang Yong sat upright, listening attentively.

'The Director General specifically ordered us to summon you back. There is work to be arranged.'

'Please give instructions, Director General.'

'In fact, this matter doesn't really concern our Shanghai station too much. It's the Guangxi and Guangdong area. There may be changes in the near future.'

'Li Bai?'

'And Chen Jitang. They may be planning something again.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong understood.

The Fuxing Society was the Fuxing Society after all, with a keen nose.

It was now April, and the Second Guangdong-Guangxi Incident was drawing near. It was estimated that the planning there could no longer be kept secret.

The Commander-in-Chief would certainly not take such an important matter lightly.

How was the Second Guangdong-Guangxi Incident finally quelled? Zhang Yong did not know the details.

It seems there wasn't much fighting?

At least that's not written in history. So it wasn't a big deal.

At the end of the year, Zhang Xiaoliu caused a stir in Xi'an, which is written in history books.

'Stationmaster, what do you want me to do?'

'The Director's instructions are for us to stabilise the rear and ensure that there is no trouble.'

'Shanghai?'

'My task is Shanghai. Your task is Shanghai, Nanjing and Hangzhou. In other words, Shanghai, Nanjing and Hangzhou.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong thought about it and it didn't seem like a big deal.

Since the Second Guangdong-Guangxi Incident didn't cause any major problems, there shouldn't be any problems in the rear either.

The commander-in-chief seems to think highly of himself. He has conveniently assigned Shanghai, Nanjing and Hangzhou to himself. A perfect delivery zone. Unfortunately, there is work to be done. It's not a personal reserve, the output belongs to him. Cut it out. When it comes to work, he thinks of himself.

Where are my people?

Where have all my people gone?

He puts his hands up in the air.

He's screwed.

'I only have a few people. I can't do it!'