Skilled in dressing up.
Soon, Zhang Yong became Liu Heizai again. Others become thugs.
What? flaw?
There are holes everywhere. But the spy didn't seem to care.
In fact, in the face of one-way opaque information, spies cannot judge whether it is true or false. Often they are inclined to believe it.
Why?
It is better to believe that the other party is Liu Heizai than to believe that the other party is Fuxing Society.
Falling into the hands of the Fuxing Society, the consequences are obvious. However, falling into the hands of a group of Jianghu, there seems to be some hope of struggle.
"Walk!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Take everyone into the underground casino.
No need for peripheral control. Because that would look too "professional".
"stop……"
"what for……"
Outside the casino, there were a few people watching the door. When he noticed a large group of people pouring in, he subconsciously shouted.
As a result, Wu Liuqi pointed a gun at him. The sound cuts off immediately.
Deadly. The other party also has a gun.
Which big shot on the road is here? What to do?
Raise your hands hastily.
Said he was very obedient.
"It's none of your business."
"Step aside!"
Zhang Yong said from behind.
Only then did a few people feel relieved.
Get out of the way quickly.
Wu Liuqi rushed in first. Others rushed in.
The lights inside were dim and the air was murky. Full of rich tobacco flavor. There's also a lot of stinky feet smell. Suffocating.
There were all kinds of noises, shouts, the banging of playing cards, and the sound of fists hitting the table. It was noisy and noisy like a vegetable market.
Someone was running around. He bumped into Wu Liuqi.
"Snapped!"
Got a big slap in the face.
But there was no response. He probably lost because he was confused.
Some people were stumbling so hard that they couldn't even stand still. Probably drank too much. Then lost everything. Just flop down in the corner and sleep.
Some people just threw themselves on the ground and slept. As a result, he was dragged aside like a dead dog.
There were broken wine bottles on the ground.
If you accidentally step on it, you will be bleeding on the spot.
Not a single woman was seen.
Probably because the gambler dislikes women for being unlucky. Don't let women in.
Zhang Yong pinched his nose and turned a blind eye to everything around him.
Target the man you want to catch.
I found that the other party was quite strong. Doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. He is probably also a hard worker.
Make gestures to those around you. Clearly identify the target.
"superior!"
Wave.
Someone immediately pounced on him. Knock the target down.
"do what?"
"do what?"
The target roared crazily.
He was tall and strong, and Wu Liuqi and others were at a disadvantage.
There were too many people around and the target was at the table, not enough room. Only two people can exert force. Can't hold it down at all.
"Step aside!"
"Step aside!"
Wu Liuqi roared angrily.
Drive everyone around away. Drag the target out. Four people press together.
Finally, he successfully knocked the target to the ground.
"do what?"
"do what?"
The people around were also confused.
Many people watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal. Followed by clapping and cheering.
Several people watching the scene rushed out from the innermost part of the casino, with their chests exposed and their hands holding rifles.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
There are only a few of them. I have a dozen of them.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At this time, it's Thomson's turn to play.
In an instant, the few strong men watching the scene became intimidated.
Deadly. The opponent actually has heavy weapons. He even brought a submachine gun.
"Who are you, Your Excellency?"
"Liu Heizai."
The few spectators obviously didn't hear about it.
But seeing that the opponent has a submachine gun, you know it's not a good fight.
This submachine gun is too expensive. There are hundreds of oceans. Even thousands. It's already worth a lot of money.
A submachine gun, replaced by several shell guns.
Zhang Yong said slowly: "I'm from the south. I used to hang out on the beach."
Several spectators looked at each other.
It turned out to be a raptor crossing the river! I came to my own place. No wonder he is so arrogant.
"What do you want to do, Your Excellency?"
"I'm here for him. It has nothing to do with you."
"I see."
Several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Every wrongdoer has his head, and every debt has his own owner. It turns out that the other party has specific goals.
Then it'll be fine.
If you catch these rotten gamblers, catch them.
Soon, the target was tied up. No more struggle.
Originally, the target wanted to bite his tongue, thinking that his identity was exposed. When I heard it was from Shanghai, I immediately changed my mind.
It turns out he is no longer a Chinese agent. That's okay. Misunderstand. It's all a misunderstanding.
While struggling, he asked:
"Who are you? Why did you arrest me?"
"I just said it. My name is Liu Heizai. I'm from Shanghai."
"What are you arresting me for?"
"You know it yourself."
"I have no idea……"
"Why did we arrest you and not the others? Think about it carefully. You will know what's going on."
"I didn't offend you. I don't know you..."
"Anything else to say?"
Zhang Yong took out a sharp dagger. Daggered in front of him.
The target immediately shut up knowingly. He didn't want his tongue cut out. These guys must be very cruel.
"take away!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Everyone immediately escorted the target out.
The few spectators at the back put away their shell guns. Then he retreated into the dark room inside.
never mind. It has nothing to do with them.
It was a gambler who was targeted. Maybe something happened.
It is extremely possible that he offended someone in Shanghai in the south, and was then chased to Jinling. This kind of person is not uncommon.
A group of people escorted the target into the alley outside. Then the interrogation began.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
"Let me ask you a few questions."
"What?"
"What's your Japanese name?"
"I'm not……"
"Snapped!"
Got a slap from Zhang Yong.
Not hit by hand. It was a random piece of wood.
Slap someone in the face. It hurts my hands. If you use wooden boards, that's fine. Not only does it hit hard, it also saves effort. The effect is also better.
"Don't fight, don't fight..."
"explain."
"I, I, I..."
"Snapped!"
Got another slap.
Still made of wooden boards. The hit was still on the left side of the face.
Zhang Yong doesn't know how to use his backhand. The strength is in the right hand.
Two blows in a row hit the opponent until his mouth was full of blood. Maybe some teeth were knocked out.
"explain!"
"Ito, Ito, Ito Jiro..."
"Ito Jiro?"
"Yes Yes……"
"what for?"
"I, I, I am an electrician, an electrician..."
"electrician?"
"Yes. I'm an electrician. An electrician. Work for the electric lighting company."
"Which electric lighting company?"
"Love, Edison..."
"What's the name of your disguise?"
"Cui, Cui Zhihao."
Spies dare not hide it. Answer honestly.
He completely believed that these guys in front of him came from Shanghai. So it's so brutal.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually knew that he was Japanese.
Originally he wanted to hide a lot of information. It's impossible now. The other party may know his background.
"Fan Zhihai said that you owe him fifty oceans..."
"Who said that?"
"Fan Zhihai. He insisted. Fifty oceans."
"He farts! Since when do I owe him money?"
Cui Zhihao was anxious.
He didn't realize at all that he had exposed a fact. That is, he knew Fan Zhihai.
Fifty oceans. That's a lot of money. For ordinary people, they cannot earn more than 50 yuan a year. The other party came to the door aggressively, obviously demanding payment. Fan Zhihai couldn't afford that much money, so he found Cui Zhihao. That must be the case. Cui Zhihao filled in the missing part in his mind.
Fan Zhihai definitely borrowed money from the other party. Then he used himself as guarantor. Otherwise, how could the other party come after you?
idiot! This damn Fan Zhihai! He wants to die!
He actually revealed that he was Japanese. Really desperate.
Fortunately, the other party was not a Chinese agent. Otherwise, they will all die.
"He hasn't paid it yet. I can only get this money from you!" Sure enough, I heard Liu Heizai say darkly.
"Why?" Cui Zhihao replied weakly.
I really want to be angry.
But I dare not.
The inner grievance is obvious.
Why should Cui Zhihao pay back the money Fan Zhihai owes? He and I are just contacts.
"Based on this."
Zhang Yong pulled out a Browning pistol.
We can't reason. The barrel of a gun is the truth. If you don't obey, I'll beat you to death.
"me……"
"Sixty oceans!"
"I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back!"
Itojio answered hurriedly. Fortunately the response was quick.
Otherwise, if I say one more thing, I will definitely be seventy oceans away. That would be even more tragic.
"This is right!"
Zhang Yong said with a smile. Put the pistol away. A harmless smile on his face.
But everyone could see how fake his smile was.
Cui Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the head is big. Where can I find sixty oceans to give to the other party?
His monthly salary is only three oceans for concealing his identity. Daily expenses. Where is the rest?
The key is, this is the trouble caused by Fan Zhihai, what does it have to do with him?
no. He can't take the blame.
The superiors must know that it was all Fan Zhihai's fault.
"What's Fan Zhihai's name?"
"What?"
"Fan Zhihai's Japanese name."
"Asada Tuesday."
"You know what you're interested in."
Zhang Yong said coldly. Finally I know Fan Zhihai’s name.
Look at this guy talking back. I'll punish him severely when I turn around.
Cui Zhihao glanced around quietly.
I saw Zhang Yong repairing his nails with a dagger.
"Well……"
Suddenly, Zhang Yong groaned.
It turned out that the flesh was cut by the dagger. A little blood oozed out.
Cui Zhihao couldn't help but shrink his head.
Finished. very scary.
If the dagger falls on yourself...
Don't dare to think too much.
"I, I want to make a call..."
"Call who?"
"a friend."
"What friend?"
"My friend. He has money. I asked him to bring the money."
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
Take him to a nearby phone.
Then loosen it.
Stand nearby and watch.
Cui Zhihao called carefully.
Who to call?
His online. Only his upline has money.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Boss Guo..."
(End of chapter)
