The other party promised him corresponding political protection, but at the same time, it also meant that the military career of this warlord who once held power in a province was almost over.

The reason why the Japanese are willing to continue to invest is because of Zhang Zongchang's only remaining influence in the army.

The Chinese warlords have had their ups and downs, and they may be able to continue to make their fortunes when they come back.

But what neither Zhang Zongchang nor the Japanese side expected was that in Qingcheng, there were people who also had their eyes on their itinerary early.

These are members of the union that has never forgotten the death of a worker.

After three or four years of dormancy, what can keep them stuck is the belief in their hearts.

Now, they finally found a chance to take revenge, but they saw that Zhang Zongchang actually wanted to run?

They had to inform Mr. Shao, who had already greeted them, as soon as possible.

At this time, with the southern government advancing northward, Shao Nian, who had entered Nanjing, received news of a trade union in Shandong.

Due to the urgency of the situation, this financial adviser to the new government, who was all working, actually left everything in his hands and headed for Qingcheng in Shandong.

However, on the way to the road, Shao Nianshi did not forget to get in touch with the dark line far away in Beiping.

He planned to give Zhang Zongchang the final blow in the territory of Shandong, in Qingcheng, the place where the tragedy occurred.

China's affairs are China's, and in this case, Zhang Zongchang still doesn't want to live anymore.

Behind Shao Nianshi, a very tight line was connected in this way.

At this time, in an inconspicuous mansion located in the second ring road of Beiping, there was a young man with a gloomy face, listening to the report of his subordinates.

If there were a few fellow villagers from Shandong at this time, even if they were face-to-face, they might not be able to recognize who this young man was.

In more than three years, so much can change.

This short period of time made Zheng Jicheng, who used to grow up in a honey pot, grow up rapidly.

The years have given him too much wind and frost, and the warmth and coldness of human affection have also given him more ruthlessness and firmness.

After the first three months of his most difficult escape, he was blessed by the warlords in the northern government, and he settled in Beiping.

Relying on the last connections and connections left by Zheng Jinsheng to him, Zheng Jicheng began to gradually gather his die-hard subordinates who fled from Shandong.

After more than three years of operation, his contacts with the army of the Shandong headquarters have been established.

A lot of news about Zhang Zongchang has also been collected in his hands.

And Zheng Jicheng has never forgotten how his father died.

It is precisely because of this kind of unclear and even ridiculed death by his colleagues that Zheng Jicheng's hatred for Zhang Zongchang has reached an unstoppable level.

He was always thinking about how to take revenge, but he was only afraid that the other party's power was too strong and the guards were too tight, so there was no good time to start.

But now, here's the opportunity.

The other side came up with exact information, and even provided a possible route map and the main location of the route.

With this, what is he Zheng Jicheng afraid of?

The dream of killing his father's enemy with his own hands can finally be realized.

Zheng Jicheng, who said he would do it, ordered everyone together.

Since this is a critical point in the north-south crisis, he still holds a position in the government of the north, which is neither small nor large.

Therefore, such behaviors that can influence the government's decision-making must not be known to outsiders.

It's just that after he has completed the great cause of revenge, he will be truly careless.

So, two people, different journeys, but for the same person and the same goal, have entered the territory of Shandong, obviously two lines that do not intersect, one person is covered in the bone, and the other person is moving forward according to his own trajectory like a mirror.

It was the morning of the day before Zhang Zongchang left Shandong.

When he was busy taking stock of the softness, the eight aunts were panicked and packed up the last valuable things, and quarreled about it.

The maid in Zhang's house, the long-term worker who finished the last meal, secretly opened the door of the backyard.

Two people entered quietly, and a few more left quietly.

All he did was a passage that was closest to Zhang Zongchang's study.

In this chaotic situation, no one cared about the two servants who were trying to reduce their attention with their heads down.

After they followed the footsteps of the inside lineman and wrote down the route, in just a few moments, a team of real guns and nuclear bombs, a very neat team, rushed in along the back door.

Their goal was clear, their journey was swift, and they rushed to the deepest part of the courtyard without waiting for the people around them to react.

When Zhang Zongchang's face was shocked, and the guards around him didn't have time to draw their guns to resist, Zheng Jicheng, who rushed to the front of the team, his eyes were already bloodshot and red because of anger, and fired.

"Bang!"

A vengeful bullet hit Zhang Zongchang's heart.

The person who was shot was too unbelievable to slowly lower his head.

After seeing the bright red in his chest and feeling the unbearable pain, he closed his eyes completely.

Zhang Zongchang's life is more wonderful than many people.

However, his life has never brought any positive impact or effect on anyone or anything.

The three views that he has never shaped, because of the expansion of power, have brought devastating disasters to the people around him.

Maybe only death is the way he should return.

The smell of gunsmoke after the gunfire permeated the small study.

Zhang Zongchang's cronies, who originally planned to resist desperately, were inexplicably silent.

Zheng Jicheng, who slowly put down the gun, silently shed tears.

He didn't even care if these people would put a cold gun on his back because of Zhang Zongchang's death.

He cried silently and left silently, and even the guards behind him didn't have too many scruples.

And in this compound, the few remaining guards who were originally still around Zhang Zongchang once swore an oath of allegiance one by one, as if they had never been said, and it became a joke.

After Zheng Jicheng led his people to silently withdraw from this courtyard, they quickly gathered together, and they didn't even look at the corpses on the ground, but rushed towards the safe that Zhang Zongchang usually placed in the secret compartment of the study.

When a man is dead, his surplus is useless.

Since they can't get any military and political capital, all they can get is money.

It's a pity that this gunshot was too loud, and it was not only Zhang Zongchang's guards who were alarmed, but also those aunts and wives who were arguing endlessly in the backyard.

At this time, they are in the wind.

It wasn't until a long, long time after this gunshot had passed that Zhang Zongchang's original wife, who was the most courageous, came with a group of people to give alms.

But when they saw what was going on in the study, no one cared about the safety of their master, just like those hastily withdrawn cronies, and only the boxes and cabinets in this small study were left.

It's a pity that those useful things, things that can be taken away, have long been looted.

When the women in this room don't return, they set their sights on the others.

As the so-called husband and wife are birds of the same forest, they fly separately when the disaster comes.

Now, this husband and wife, the husband is gone, where can they get a wife, let alone an aunt's wife?

Once a person loses restraint, there are too many things to do and want to do.

No, the majesty of the original eldest wife disappeared completely after Zhang Zongchang died.

The person who once broke his head for the sake of a small profit is going to fight even more for this changed plan.

Because Zhang Zongchang is alive, they can leave together.

Whether it's for a new life or a new task, I finally have a worry-free guarantee of food and clothing.

But now, they can't leave here, and without Zhang Zongchang's home, the Japanese won't bother anymore.

The days to come are before their eyes.

Whether to continue living in this city, or to leave here for a new life, for these women, there is one thing that cannot be separated from each other.

That's the money.

Let's not talk about Zhang Zongchang's Japanese woman, after she saw Zhang Zongchang's body, she quickly left.

Zhang Zongchang's death was a relief for her, a way to return to China or find a new beginning for the organization.

But for others, even the Yanmar from Belarus, Zhang Zongchang's death is equivalent to the beginning of a new war.

A war torn apart begins, and in this courtyard shrouded in death, any person, everything, seems so absurd at this time.

Shao Nian, who was standing outside this compound, subconsciously looked at the sky when the gun rang out.

There is a scene of a jay flaring when it is awakened and spreads its wings and flies high.

And when he turned his gaze to the back door of this courtyard, he collided with Zheng Jicheng's gaze, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard for a while.

This man I haven't seen for a long time is much, much older than before.

Although Shao Nianshi has passed his twenty-first birthday this year, his face is not much different from before.

Although the mature and stable temperament is diffuse, that face is already full of juvenile feeling.

But Zheng Jicheng, who was less than 30 years old on the opposite side, was once famous for his personable demeanor in Jicheng, Shandong.

It was also a man that countless girls dreamed of marrying.

Now he is full of vicissitudes, like an old man who has experienced wind and frost.

It was probably because their encounter this time was too sudden, which made Zheng Jicheng outside Zhang Changzong's back door stunned.

But after thinking about something next, he slowly raised his arm to where Shao Nianshi was.

In his hand, the gun that had killed Zhang Changzong had not been put down until now.

Zheng Jicheng lifted it up like this and aimed it at where Shao Nian was.

, a former rival in love, did not do anything to make a fool of himself out of fear.

Shao Nianshi didn't even think that Zheng Jicheng would pull the trigger in his hand.

Shao Nianshi smiled, as if he was treating a righteous man and a person worthy of his respect, he sorted out the green shirt on his body, and faced Zheng Jicheng's location, and gave the other party a courtesy in a dignified manner.

"Thank you ......"

This is a silent thank-you, this distance, this voice, Zheng Jicheng can't hear any words.

But he fully understood it from Shao Nianshi's behavior.

It is precisely because of understanding that all the anger just now disappeared at this moment.

yes, what if it's used?

Maybe he was just an unintentional stroke in Shao Nian's plan.

After all, after he made this dangerous move, he found that Shao Nianshi's surroundings were faintly exposed, with a few figures, a few heads, and a little dangerous smell.

Today, if he hadn't appeared, probably this Zhang Zongchang would not have escaped the fate of death.

Without him to do it, I'm afraid that these people would do it for Shao Nianshi.

Zheng Jicheng, who twitched the corners of his mouth, even the last bit of unwillingness went with the wind.

He slowly put down the gun in his hand, sighed lightly, waved his hand, and led the people around him to leave.

This is a thing of the past, and he should look forward.

Before Shao Nianshi and him, he had no grievances for a long time, and he still needed to walk alone in the future.

I saw this group of people coming and going. It didn't mean to hurt Shao Nianshi.

The guards who followed him breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, Shao Nianshi still had the heart to make a joke: "What are you afraid of? Zheng Jicheng is no longer the person he used to be." ”

But the guard complained slightly: "Aren't you afraid that the junior section chief will find us trouble!"

Yes, Chu Shaojun was promoted again.

A few years ago, after having a good discussion with Shao Nian about the importance of cultivating his own intelligence network, Chu Shao Jun focused most of his energy on the formation and facilitation of this organization.

Chu Shaojun also knew that his qualifications were shallow and his temperament was also anxious, so he was not the material for this industry.

However, because of the convenience of his current position, in the early stage when this organization will be put on the agenda sooner or later and successfully formed, he has a good relationship with these backbones and even future leaders, and for him, an old man who is bent on going to the front, there is no harm in Bailiwei.

Who can guarantee that no one will do anything behind their backs?

No matter what kind of black hand it is, in the end, it will always be in the hands of this group of people.

At the beginning, Shao Jun not only took Shao Nianshi's proposal to heart, but also combined his own work experience to conduct an internal pattern analysis.

He felt that the relationship between the current military and the party in power in the government was very delicate.