Click!

An hour later, there was a screeching knock on the iron door of the courtyard of the Wang Mansion at No. 17 Wendeng Road.

The two CCP traitors who lived on the first floor of the former Jinan Red Picket looked out of the small window at the door vigilantly, then glanced at each other, nodded, picked up the Qindao Civilian Newspaper in their hands again, and continued to discuss the esoteric question of "where did the treasure go?"

In fact, some time ago, they were not as cautious as they are now, but since the news came from the Party Affairs Investigation Department that the Red Party's mysterious gunman ran away on the trestle bridge and killed more than a dozen action team members, the traitors were even more frightened, and in order to protect themselves, they all moved to the Wang Mansion one by one - Wang Yongzhang was also happy with their arrival, after all, one more person is more strength, and how brave a person is!

Click! Click!

The knock on the door was still loud enough to reach the entire building. Wang Yongzhang, who lived in the room opposite the kitchen, was also startled by this voice.

"Who?!"

Wang Yongzhang poked his head out of the door.

"Captain Wang, it's too dark to see clearly, do you want to go out and have a look?" A traitor sitting in the doorway asked.

Wang Yongzhang didn't speak, just a little puzzled. He knew very well that his place of residence would not be hidden from the RED team. But in any case, this is the world of the party-state, and as long as they don't go out easily, the Red Party will never dare to blatantly rush in.

What's more, the six brothers under his command are not vegetarians, and they were all members of the CCP's action team in the SD area before, and they are very clear about the way of action in their hometown. It's nothing more than pretending to be a water pipe repairer, delivering newspapers, or creating a little trouble outside the door to attract people in the house to go out.

As long as I don't go out, what can you do to me?

The mistake of his younger brother Wang Fuyuan will never be made again.

"Leave it alone! Anyway, we don't lack anything, and if something really happens, the party department will call. ”

Wang Yongzhang shouted towards the door.

However, the knocking on the door never seemed to stop, and a strange shouting came from the door.

“Entschuldigung！ Entschuldigung!”

Is it a foreigner?

The two team members looked at each other again, and then one of them stood up and walked to the door of the gang room - Captain Wang was too cautious, so tightly protected, he actually had to live in the gang room elsewhere.

"Captain, it's a foreigner."

"Foreigners?"

Wang Yongzhang poked his head out of the room again.

"Lao Tzu doesn't know any foreigners, Xiao Yi, you go out to have a look, be polite, and say that the master is not at home."

A team member named Xiao Yi answered, unscrewed a chain lock on the inner door, and then pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

A blond-haired, high-nosed foreigner was standing outside the iron gate, holding a strange-looking padded jacket.

"Who are you? The host was not at home. Xiao Yi asked through the iron door.

"Oh, dear friend, I am from Germany, and I am your protector. I have brought you the gift you need most. The foreigner said in broken Chinese.

"No, no, no, you're in the wrong place, this is not a church, and we don't believe in Jesus." Xiao Yi understood at a glance that it was a common foreign missionary on the streets of the island city, and these missionaries often took advantage of the evening when everyone went home to knock on the door and preach, and everyone in the island city was annoyed.

"NONO, YOU'RE MISTAKEN, I'M NOT HERE TO PREACH, I REALLY BROUGHT YOU A GIFT." The foreigner waved his hand.

Xiao Yi looked at this strange foreigner in confusion, and subconsciously asked, "What gift?" ”

The foreigner picked up the tattered army-green cotton jacket in his hand, "This is it." ”

.......

After a while, Xiao Yi ran back into the house again, still holding a tattered army-green thick horse coat in his hand.

"He said he knew me, and he said this thing could block bullets?"

Wang Yongzhang took the tattered-looking army green horse coat in his hand and looked at it several times.

In addition to the color, the appearance looks no different from an ordinary cotton jacket, but it is very heavy in the hand, weighing more than 20 pounds.

Wang Yongzhang took this thing suspiciously, and asked, "What else did he say?" ”

Xiao Yi scratched his head: "He also said that this thing is a body armor that has just been developed by Germany, the original price is 299 US dollars, and now it can be sold to us for only 99 US dollars." ”

"That's a piece of, it's worth $99?" Wang Yongzhang turned over this "torn cotton jacket" again, and this thing was too heavy, especially the hard and flexible nail inside, which was pressed and groped carefully, as if it was made of iron wire. There is also a layer of soft silk inside the "torn cotton jacket", which should be used for cushioning.

Maybe it really works? The king was moved by the chapter.

To tell the truth, since the old German prison escape and trestle shooting, Wang Yongzhang has not dared to leave the house for a long time, for more than a month, he has stayed at home every day, he doesn't even dare to show his head, and he has to be afraid of basking in the sun, for fear that the gunman in his hometown will give him a gun from afar. Countless late nights, he woke up in nightmares, and he had enough of these days!

He had already begun to regret it in his heart, and he had already gritted his teeth and pushed through when he knew it!

But now.......

There's no going back......

Wang Yongzhang cleaned up his mood, took the "body armor" in his hand, and looked at it several times over and over again.

German goods!

In the eyes of all the people of the island city, German goods are the symbol of high-quality products, whether it is rifles, bullets or anything, as long as it is German goods, it is the guarantee of credibility and quality.

If he can really be bulletproof, he is willing to spend more, the death of his younger brother Wang Fuyuan has made him a complete frightened bird, as long as there is a slight possibility of increasing his chances of survival, he is willing to try.

"By the way, how much is $99?"

Xiao Yi rubbed his head, obviously he didn't know how much 99 dollars was.

"Forget it, you let him in! Remember to search his body and not let him in with a gun. ”

.........

Geng Chaozhong stood at the door of the first floor, raised his hands, and let Xiao Yi touch him.

He didn't take anything with him, even the umbrella he put back in Xinshengtai - not including what was in the bubble space, of course. His plan is actually a half-pulled plan, if there is a chance, he will kill Wang Yongzhang, if there is no chance, it will be regarded as a fire reconnaissance, as long as he finds out how many people are in the house and where Wang Yongzhang lives.

Fatty Zhu once said: It is easy for Chinese to pretend to be foreigners, but it is difficult for foreigners to pretend to be Chinese.

In the hour of leaving, Geng Chaozhong made full preparations, and the nose and beard on his face were also looked at again and again, thinking that there was no problem at all.

However, although the makeup technique taught by Zhu Fatzi to himself is exquisite, there is still a fatal flaw - pupil color.