"This is Biluochun ......"

"This is Lao Jun'...... eyebrows"

"This is the ...... of Longjing in West Lake"

"This is Junshan Silver Needle ......"

The tea girls wearing blue and white porcelain cheongsams were a little nervous.

When they introduced Zhang Yong, their voices were trembling.

Suddenly, they were called to the vicinity of the bamboo garden. No one knows what fate will be.

After all, the rumors out there are all very scary.

It was said that it was the gunfire of the bamboo garden, and it rang out all night. I don't know if all the people inside are dead.

The bamboo garden is a play garden. Since it is a theater garden, there are all walks of life in the theater garden. There is a close connection with the outside world. Now, all of these ties have been severed. Naturally, all sorts of rumors will arise.

Many people tried to run to the vicinity of the bamboo garden to find their loved ones. It was stopped. The reply they got was that it was controlled by Jiang Yang thieves. The situation is unknown. There may have been heavy casualties. Be prepared......

It made people even more panicked.

For a time, Zhuyuan had the saying that Jiangyang was a thief, and he walked away.

There is no one to justify. Because the opera garden at this moment is tightly surrounded. Don't even think of it.

Snipers were ambushed all around.

That's right. It's a sniper. This title was promoted by Zhang Yong.

Other things have the limitations of the times. He couldn't. But it's still okay to promote the sniper concept.

Work in pairs.

One person is responsible for observation. One person is responsible for shooting.

Observers are equipped with telescopes. Targets can be found more clearly at a greater distance.

Where did telescopes come from? Zhang Yong gave.

Where did Zhang Yong get the telescope? The personal space is generated from time to time.

Occasionally, there will be some special items in the carry-on space. Such as telescopes, amoxicillin or something. Except for the lack of weapons.

Perhaps the system feels that in this era, the most important thing is weapons.

Maybe it's a lack of energy.

In fact, China at this moment is indeed full of weapons.

If you're going to build a large army, you're definitely not going to have it. I didn't want heavy weapons. But it's perfectly fine to get some basic firearms that can be used by dozens of people. It can be done simply by combat capture.

For example, the Ying-77 rifle. Zhang Yong got a lot.

It turned out that within two hundred meters, the accuracy of all standard rifles was almost the same.

If you can't hit accurately, it's definitely not a problem with the gun. It's a human problem.

Whether it is Mauser, or Mosin Nagan, or 38 Dagai, or Ying 77, or the standard rifles of other small countries, as long as they are produced by industrial countries and the quality is guaranteed, within 200 meters, it definitely refers to where to fight. No play with the void.

Since the people inside couldn't get out, Zhang Yong began to learn to taste tea.

Self-cultivation.

Li Boqi called. Li Boqi criticized Zhang Yong for being more manic recently.

At every turn, he will fight with the Japanese military police.

Although a big win. But it is easy to cause the situation to get out of control.

What if the Kou garrison army launches a full-scale attack in the future?

The stakes are high.

Zhang Yong can do things regardless of the consequences, but Li Boqi cannot.

There is a need to take away Zhang Yong's reins.

Well, that's what the original words are. Keep him low-key. Let him exercise the city. Let him be moody. Let him collapse in front of him without changing his face. And temperate lust. It's a whole bunch of it.

Of course, Zhang Yong nodded again and again, indicating that he would definitely comply with it.

And then......

The left ear goes in, and the right ear goes out.

He has always been willing to listen to other people's requests, and he will not listen to those who are not willing to listen.

What you want to do is do it. If you don't want to do it, don't do it.

The wings are stiff, hehe.

Of course, if the other party is very big and can't bear it, then you have to do it if you don't want to.

This is called accepting with an open mind and dying without repentance.

But nothing is happening at the moment. Or maybe you don't want to do something. So I drank tea.

Specially sent someone to invite the most famous tea art girls in Tianjin Wei. Not one. It's a group. There are more than a dozen.

The main theme is a shameless and absurd. Voluptuous. Rich and capricious.

Others are okay today, tick the bar and listen to the music. I don't have that kind of life, so I have to be a vassal and elegant.

What Biluochun, what Lao Junmei, to him, it is completely a cow chewing peonies, and it is a tyrannical thing. Wasted so many fine teas.

Looking at the expressions of those tea girls, you can know that people like him are not very popular.

They were completely for the sake of money, so they reluctantly accompanied the smiling face and explained to him in detail.

Of course, fear of guns is also an important reason.

Zhang Yong was wearing a Mao suit with a pistol in his waist. Unabashedly.

The tea art girls are all trembling. For fear of upsetting Zhang Yong, he was shot to death.

Then drag it away. And then there was no then.

Thankfully not.

Zhang Yong also rewarded each of them with ten oceans. Give them peace of mind.

Rich and capricious.

and to scare others, and to reward and please.

Bad taste.

It's not interesting at all.

But......

Guests are coming soon.

The bamboo garden has been surrounded for more than ten hours, and I believe that the people inside have already discussed it.

How to get out of trouble, there must be a charter.

Zhang Yong didn't care how the other party discussed in the dark. He just had a charter. If you want to come out alive, you have to come to me. It's useless to find anyone else.

Even if it comes out horizontally, he has to agree to it. Otherwise, the corpse will be beaten into meat sauce.

That's right. That's it. It's that rough.

I'm in charge of my territory. Unless you can kill me!

"Bell bell bell ......"

"Bell bell bell ......"

The phone rings.

Zhang Yong didn't pick up the microphone immediately. Instead, he slowly picked up a cup of tea.

Hey? Is it Biluochun? Or Lao Junmei?

Excuse me. Still can't tell the difference. Looking at the color, could it be Pu'er?

Hehe. Never mind. I can't tell the best difference.

Take a bite.

Put down the teacup.

Then pick up the microphone.

"Zhang Yong, don't deceive people too much!" An irritable voice came from inside the phone.

Oh, it's Shigekawa Shu. The second person to call was him.

It's so unbearable!

No wonder it was marginalized.

"What am I doing?" Zhang Yong understated.

Pick up another teacup.

Blow-blow.

Sniff.

Judging that this is definitely Pu'er.

Yes, absolutely.

Asked the tea girl waiting next to her, "This is Pu'er." Absolutely ......"

The tea girl bit her lip lightly, and hundreds of thoughts turned in her mind, and finally she reluctantly whispered: "This is Lao Junmei......"

Zhang Yong: ......

All right. and failed to identify.

Alas, the course of tea art has to be continued. Luckily, there's still time.

Take a look at a few tea art girls, they are all very good. Young, pretty. The body is concave and convex, the curves are graceful, the big ones are big, the small ones are small, and they all seem to be good women. As long as the men work hard enough, they will definitely have no problem having a few babies......

Stop!

Stop!

Where did you think of it?

"Surnamed Zhang, don't go too far!" Shigekawa Shu was furious.

Zhang Yong actually talked to himself on the phone while drinking tea.

didn't talk to himself, but hooked up with the tea girl. It's just so hateful.

It is clear that he did not take him seriously.

Yaga!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

He's going to rebel!

He wants to kill this Zhang Yong!

However, after the anger of renunciation, he quickly calmed down again.

Of course, it is necessary to kill Zhang Yong. The question is, how? Who has a way to kill Zhang Yong? Who has?

No one answered......

That is, there is no ......

"Does this have anything to do with you Japanese?" Zhang Yong asked casually.

"You!" Shigekawa Shu was choked suddenly.

Damn it!

Yaga!

Hate this question the most!

Because of this question, he had no way to avoid it.

And Zhang Yong made such a big battle, and he also wanted to use this matter to pinch them.

Frankly, very bad.

Shu Mokawa felt like his balls had been caught.

Now the other party hasn't used his strength. He was already feeling very uncomfortable. Once the other party is forced......

The consequences are unimaginable.

The people of the Blue Dragon Society are inside. Moreover, there are quite a few of them.

If it's just an ordinary person, it's fine. It's just that there's a terrible character in it. It's amazing.

How much is it so bad? Even he Maochuan Xiu is not worthy of knowing the name.

The call was made directly by Kenji Dohihara. Order Shigekawa Shu to come forward to deal with the matter.

The requirements are very clear. Make sure that the people inside leave safely.

Hinting at a very important figure in it. It doesn't matter if everyone else dies. But that big man can't die.

That's the end of the calf.

was completely pinched by Zhang Yong. Unable to break free.

What's the use of him being angry?

The more angry you are, the more people inside can't get out. The more dangerous that "big man" is.

"What the hell do you want?"

"I don't understand."

"Don't play dumb. We are all understanding people. We ask that all the members of the Blue Dragon Society return safely. You can prescribe conditions. ”

"What if this condition is related to the Chaji Political Affairs Committee?"

"Yaga!"

Mokawa Xiu suddenly became irritable again.

I'm talking about the conditions. It's money. It's a beauty. It's not a national event.

You actually talked to me about the Ji Political Affairs Committee!

Is that a level?

Don't say yes!

Absolutely no!

You can ask for money. Nothing else!

"Smack!"

And then. The phone hung up.

Mokawa Xiu was stunned for a moment.

Rage!

Hung up?

Yaga! Why are you hanging up on me?

I......

I......

Shigekawa wanted to draw a knife. slashed Zhang Yong with a knife.

Then he found himself without a saber. Zhang Yong is not by his side either. Even if it's regenerating gas, it's useless.

I had to take a deep breath. Hold on.

It's okay......

It's okay......

Ask. Not chilling. It's not the first time anyway.

Maybe there will be ...... in the future

Yaga!

What the hell are you thinking?

Why such a scary thought? Actually thought that there would be a next time?

Oh, I thought so myself last time. Isn't it coming again?

Chilling......

It's true. Chilling......

I had no choice but to call again.

As a result, the phone rang for a long, long time. There was no answer.

Obviously, Zhang Yong did it on purpose.

Deliberately not answering the phone.

Deliberately hung him.

But Shu Mokawa is no longer angry.

It's okay.

Not chilling.

It's true. Chilling......

It's not yourself who is disgraced. It's the people behind the Blue Dragon Society.

Who is behind the Blue Dragon Club?

Oh, it's Hideki Tojo.

I'm pleading. However, it is not you who make a fool of yourself.

So, take it easy. Think of it as a deal. Zhang Yong's nickname is to ask for money, and he can definitely get it with money.

Finally......

Someone listened to the phone.

(End of chapter)