"Wait."

Zhang Yong suddenly turned around.

He's going to go in and check on the safe house.

This Japanese spy also seems to have some identity. Maybe there's something hidden inside?

At least you have to have a little money for a safe house, right?

Sure enough, I went in and rummaged through the cabinets.

Found it quickly.

There are indeed dozens of oceans.

"Blackman."

"Here."

"Demolish the house."

"Yes."

Rudd beckoned.

Immediately someone came up and took the tools and opened them.

All the movements are extremely skillful. It's like flowing water. Dig three feet into the ground in no time.

"This ......"

"This ......"

The people around were stunned.

What kind of team does Zhang Yong lead? Also responsible for demolishing the house?

Someone with a gun and a pickaxe at the same time?

Feel like the latter seems more professional?

In the blink of an eye, the house was almost razed.

Wrong. What are you doing demolishing houses?

The Japanese spy has been caught. And the house is going to be demolished too?

It doesn't seem necessary......

Refresh your understanding of Zhang Yong again.

not only arrested people, robbed money, but also picked up houses. Ruthless enough.

Outcome......

"Found it."

Someone pulled a clay pot out of the dirt.

Open it. Pour out all the contents. It turned out to be the ocean. The color is very good. It's new.

"Huh?"

The nightingale suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhang Yong knew that she did it on purpose. She just wanted to talk.

So he beckoned to her. Call her over.

"This is our homegrown silver dollar." Sure enough, Nightingale said.

"You forged it?" Zhang Yong was thoughtful.

"Yes. There are hidden markings on it. The quality is even better than Eagle Ocean. ”

"Oh."

"Yangzhou actually has the ocean from the mainland?"

"Isn't that weird?"

"Military ......"

The nightingale stopped talking.

Nothing was said afterwards. The face has been ugly.

Zhang Yong didn't ask. Guessing that it was about this, Tegaoke didn't know. It shows that they are hiding a lot of things.

In fact, in front of the powerful military department, Tegaoke is indeed an ornament.

The Japanese army is so crazy, how can it be curbed by a small special high-tech department?

It's good now. The entire special high-tech department was directly requisitioned by the military department. The name is still the same name. But it already belonged to the Japanese Army.

And they, who were originally extra-high-tech, have instead become the targets of the military department's extra-high-tech.

If you want to say magic, it's not magical. Historical normality.

Who doesn't have a bloody struggle at home? Britain and France have also a bunch of kings who have been guillotined!

"Bang!"

"Boom la la ......"

I dug up a large clay pot.

It ended up accidentally crushing. There is also an ocean pouring out of it.

There are more than just now.

A large patch of white flowers.

"Ah......h

The crowd of onlookers was stunned.

suddenly understood why Zhang Yong wanted to demolish the house.

It turns out that demolishing a house can really dig up treasures.

Doubt......

Do Japanese people like to hide the ocean in their houses?

A small room with so many oceans hidden?

Zhang Yong looked at it. It is believed that it was also minted by the Japanese invaders themselves. Objectively speaking, the quality is really good.

Huaxia's own minted silver dollars have many styles, insufficient weight, and insufficient solid colors. Therefore, the foreign Eagle Ocean is very popular. Eagle Ocean's quality is the most trustworthy. Unexpectedly, there is a better quality than Eagle Ocean now. It's a pity that no matter how good the quality is, it's still the ocean, and the portable space is so precious. Reluctant to put.

"It's not a safe house......"

"Hmm."

Zhang Yong naturally thought of it.

It is impossible for an ordinary safe house to hide so many oceans.

It should be a relatively important stronghold of the Japanese invaders. As a result, he was inadvertently cracked by himself. It can be said that it is a windfall from heaven.

Keep digging.

But it was never found again.

There are only two clay pots, a total of about 2,000 oceans.

It may seem like a lot. Actually, so-so. Far less valuable than a silver ticket. It's still dead and sinking.

What you didn't say, those who saw it had a share.

His own men, each of whom had five oceans. Everyone else, all one.

"Come, it's your ......"

"It's your ......"

Zhang Yong carried a bag of oceans and distributed them one by one.

Of course, it is a pleasure to send money.

Even Shen Zhongtong, Zhan Yunfeng and others are also very happy.

After all, this is money seized from Japanese spies! Even if it's an ocean, it's worth celebrating.

Suddenly, a yellow dot appears on the edge of the map. Come this way.

Unable to mark. I don't know who it is.

Keep an eye out for it.

Keep sending money.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.

Poker face.

He already knew who the other party was.

Mei Wanjun.

She was also hidden in the crowd.

Zhang Yong had already noticed that she was coming. But pretend not to know.

The wrist was grabbed by the other party, and Zhang Yong was not nervous.

A shot thing. It only takes one shot to kill the opponent. When a person dies, he naturally lets go.

"Come to Canal Pier in the evening and I'll talk to you."

"What is there to talk about?"

"You'll know when you come."

"No, no."

"You ......"

"Unless you beg me."

"Zhang Yong, don't get an inch."

"I don't ask you for anything. I do not covet your beauty. What inches do I get, and what inches do I enter? ”

"You ......"

"Eldest sister, from beginning to end, you are harassing me, right?"

"You designed to frame me."

"You can steal my stuff, I can't design to frame you? What logic? ”

"Mrs. Lin wants to see you."

"Why?"

"There are very important things."

"Are you Madame Lin's subordinate?"

"It's not. However, I am the liaison. ”

"How much benefit does Mrs. Lin give you?"

"I owe her a favor."

"Here's this for you. Up for grabs. Don't overthink it. ”

Zhang Yong took out an ocean.

Break open Mei Wanjun's palm. Put the ocean in the palm of her hand.

Miss, no, big sister, we don't know each other very well. Unless you're willing to communicate with me on a deeper level.

Otherwise, don't talk about it.

If there is anything, I will talk directly to Mrs. Lin. You don't need to be a middleman.

Don't be sentimental......

However, when my eyes rolled, I suddenly thought of something.

He grabbed Mei Wanjun's wrist with his backhand. Pull her. Straight ahead. Exactly in the opposite direction of the yellow dot.

"What do you do?"

"Something."

"You ......"

Mei Wanjun's cheeks suddenly turned crimson.

I don't know what came to mind. Subconsciously want to break free.

But I didn't dare to push too hard. so as not to provoke Zhang Yong's displeasure. And then things got worse. None of the things she had to do were done.

Zhang Yong doesn't care about her. Keep going.

Finally saw the underground party. It's not Lu Huang.

It was a middle-aged man in a long gown. Wearing glasses. Sven's.

Recognized.

is the person who connected with Cao Mengqi before.

Simple makeup. It's not the same as before.

But walking is fast. It seems that there is some urgency. From time to time, I secretly look back and observe.

Could it be that something is wrong?

Is this being stalked?

Zhang Yong silently examined the map. Sure enough, a moment later, several white spots appeared in the northwest direction. All with weapons.

Needless to say, it's definitely a spy of the Party Affairs Investigation Department. Only they are chasing the Red Party.

Frown. Lao Cao may be in danger!

Xu En once came to Yangzhou, probably smelling something.

If you don't do well, the entire underground party organization in Yangzhou may be dug up.

In fact, there are unlikely to be many members of the underground party organization in Yangzhou.

After all, this is not a big city like Jinling or Shanghai. The strength of the Red Party is not enough to cover.

Now is the time when the Red Party is at its weakest. The same goes for underground organizations.

Silently let the target pass by.

"Do you know him?"

"Recognize. Accounting for the docks. It's called Zhong Tinglin. ”

"Do me one thing. I'll go to the dock tonight and talk to you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Give him this bag of ocean."

"Why don't you give it yourself? Isn't that a good thing? ”

"To go or not?"

"Go. However, you must make it to the pier tonight. ”

"Got it."

"You can't go back."

"No repentance."

"Good. I went. ”

"Don't tell him who gave it."

"Understood."

Mei Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief. Take the ocean and leave.

She's fast. Then disappeared around the corner of the street.

Zhang Yong also turned to leave.

I can only help secretly.

I hope that after this Zhong Tinglin gets the ocean, he can get out quickly. It is best to leave Yangzhou temporarily.

Otherwise, Xu Enzeng and Ding Mocun are both poisonous snakes. They are certainly not opponents.

Although in spy war dramas, the Red Party always wins every battle, and there is no last resort. However, this is not the case......

Back in the crowd.

More people were found to have gathered. All of them looked excited.

They all shouted that they were going to catch the Japanese spy.

Zhang Yong: ......

All right. Fully satisfied.

In history, Yangzhou's resistance to the Qing Dynasty is also very famous.

Yangzhou people, bloody.

Now, he is also taking the lead in defending against the Japanese invaders. In that case, then fully satisfy them. Take them to catch the Japanese spies.

At the edge of the map, there is a red dot. Just grab it directly.

Assemble the team immediately.

Let's go.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The crowd is gradually surging.

There are more and more people following Zhang Yong.

Mighty.

Steady stream.

Along the way, there are more people joining.

If you don't have a weapon, you will have a club, a pole, or something. Or just grab a nail rake.

Someone even had a mop dipped in......

Well, this weapon is a bit excessive.

Zhang Yong hurriedly ran away. I'm afraid I'll be dumped.

And I saw someone taking the blood of a black dog.

This......

Sweat......

I don't think I need such high-end equipment.

Black dog blood is rare......

"Bowl Chicken ......"

"Chicken in a bowl with one yuan and a string of ......"

There are also people who sell it.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but look back. Look who's so good at business.

As a result, nothing was seen. The back was all densely packed with people. The map is blank.

Yes, it is estimated that there are 30,000 or 40,000 people in the future.

No weapons are used. A mouthful of spit can drown a Japanese spy.

Even if the Japanese spy moved a Type 92 heavy machine gun, he would not be able to escape.

Jump the track......

Han Shouchun, the head of the security regiment, was alarmed and hurriedly ran over.

When I saw this posture, my head suddenly grew big.

God!

This is going to riot!

It feels like half of the people of Yangzhou City are marching with Zhang Yong.

Hurriedly found Zhang Yong. Sweat on the forehead.

"Team Leader Zhang......"

"It's none of your business. Take it easy. ”

"You're a bit loud! I'm afraid the top will misunderstand......"

"Misunderstanding what?"

"The ......"

"We are in solidarity with the support of the Patriotic Aviation Movement. Of course, the bigger the momentum, the better. ”

"This ......"

"Madame Chiang is the secretary general of the Aviation Committee. Do you understand? ”

"Understood. Got it. ”

Han Shouchun suddenly looked like a chicken pecking rice. Can this still not be understood?

If you don't even understand this, you can buy a piece of tofu and kill it. Anyway, sooner or later, he will be beaten to death by his uncle Han Deqin.

"Well, you're in charge of maintaining order."

"Great!"

Han Shouchun suddenly became energetic.

That's a credit of its own. With honor.

Zhang Yong said it so casually, and then he understood. It just takes the patriotic aviation movement to a solid place.

Right. Right. Right.

Patronized to catch Japanese spies, forgot to look up at the road.

"Report it now."

"What?"

"Hurry up and report to Jinling. Speaking of the people of Yangzhou, they spontaneously launched a patriotic aviation campaign. Everyone is enthusiastic about donating money and materials......"

"Huh?"

"The gentry's money was returned to ......"

"What?"

"No, no, no. Wrong. Wrong. It is one of the eight major businesses in Yangzhou, leading by example and taking the lead. Each merchant voluntarily donated 200,000 oceans to the Aviation Commission. ”

"Huh?"

"Radio broadcasts. Sent directly to Jinling. ”

"I don't have a radio."

"What?"

Zhang Yong: ......

You shit.

You're the head of the regiment. There's no radio?

...... of the dignified security corps

Forget it, this indecent security group.

But it doesn't matter. He, Zhang Yong, knows how to be flexible best. There are no military ones. There are definitely commercial ones.

"You go to the telecommunications office. Let's have a telecommunications office. ”

"Yes."

"Let the telecommunications bureau send the report."

"Asking for money."

"What do you have in your hand?"

"No money......

"But you have a gun!"

"Uh......"

"Guns are better than money. No word counting. Send as much as you want. ”

"Yes, yes, yes......"

Han Shouchun finally understood.

I thought, Team Leader Zhang can do things! Well thought out.

This is a good thing that the whole world celebrates, how can you pay for it yourself? Pull out a gun, of course! Direct requisition of telecommunications offices......

You can send it however you want. Send where you want.

Zhang Yong: ......

The children can be taught. Immediately understood.

This is the fruit party. How can you pay for office work by yourself? It's so pure......

"Su Youxi!"

"Qu Sakura!"

Zhang Yong turned his head and called the two girls over.

There is a task to tell. They're just the right fit.

"Team Leader Zhang......"

The two women hurried over. His face was flushed.

Su Youxi's eyes were bright, flashing and flashing, even more beautiful than Lin Daiyu.

"Now, I'll give you a mission."

"What task?"

"Each of you writes an article about the patriotic aviation movement."

"We?"

"She is a top student at Nankai University, don't tell me, you haven't been to school......"

"I've been on ......"

"That's fine. At least 800 words! ”

"Ah......h

Qu Ying grimaced.

Eight hundred words are so many, how to write them!

She is not Su Youxi......

"To whom?"

"Write to me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't ask so much. This is your reward. ”

Zhang Yong took out a wad of dollars.

They are all beautiful girls. It seems that the family background is also good.

A silver ticket or something, it may not be very attractive. But the dollar is there, the pound is there.

Sure enough, Su Youxi and Qu Ying immediately had no complaints.

It doesn't seem impossible......

"One hundred dollars per person."

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

The two women happily took the dollar.

As a result, the white moonlight in Zhang Yong's mind completely collapsed. It turns out that in this world, there is no white moonlight at all......

Turn around. Leave.

We have to continue to increase our momentum.

Find Zhan Yunfeng. Put him in charge of organizing propaganda.

The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. It has to be preached. Let the bigwigs in Jinling know.

This is also a big surprise.

"No problem." Zhan Yunfeng agreed, "Wrap it up on me." ”

He is also a Lord who likes to be lively.

Since the lady likes it. Naturally, it should be done properly.

So, soon, banners and slogans appeared inside the ranks.

It reads:

Support the Air Force.

Support the Patriotic Aviation Movement.

The gongs and drums are noisy, and the red flag is displayed. It was quite lively......

Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly flashed. The map alerts someone to approach.

It's Feng Jiliang.

By Feng Jiliang's side, it was Xu Enzeng.

He was really in Yangzhou.

But......

Ha ha. I didn't rob you of food.

I'm here to promote the Patriotic Aviation Movement. I'm the future director of the Strategic Intelligence Division of the Air Force!

It is my duty to publicize the patriotic aviation movement. Please don't over-read it. It's true......

The merchants in Yangzhou donated generously, and it was their own volition.

The gaze collided with Xu Enzeng's gaze.

The other party's gaze was cold.

Zhang Yong knew that this time, he had offended the two major forces to death.

The first one is the Wang family.

The second is the Chen family.

It's all on the party side.

With a stick in their own hands, they had no choice but to stop.

Of course, they did not dare to complain about Madame. However, he will definitely find a way to kill him Zhang Yong.

Hehe......

As you see fit.

If you have the ability, you will kill me.

Zhang Yong raised his middle finger at Xu Enzeng. High. I'm afraid that the other party won't see it.

Xu Eunzeng disappeared.

He saw Zhang Yong's gesture.

Although I don't understand what it means, I also know that Zhang Yong has bad intentions.

This son of a bitch. This one was too hard.

What kind of patriotic aviation movement is made, and it is a stiff cut-off.

Yaga!

He wants to learn from the Japanese to scold his mother.

Why is there this Zhang Yong everywhere? Why didn't anyone kill him?

This broken Yangzhou can't stay.

As long as there is Zhang Yong, it is all troublesome.

"Let's go!"

Immediately left Yangzhou with his subordinates.

Out of sight is out of sight.

Go find a place where there is no Zhang Yong......

"Let's go!"

Here, Ding Mocun also looked gloomy.

Next time, who will say that Zhang Yong has no brains. He kicked him into the canal.

Zhang Yong has no brains?

Don't have the brains to come up with such a strategy as the Patriotic Aviation Movement?

Or is it an upright conspiracy?

When Commissioner Geng heard this, he immediately knew that he couldn't do anything, so he packed up his things and left Yangzhou early.

He left, and the so-called fundraising campaign came to an abrupt end.

Who would dare to compete with the patriotic aviation movement? Isn't this looking for your own death?

What will the top think, let's not talk about it for now. Just Zhang Yong, a bastard, has no room for bargaining.

Let's go......

Far away from Zhang Yong.

Leave the rest to the Japanese.

Their patience with Zhang Yong has reached the limit.

Perhaps, Yangzhou is the place where Zhang Yong was buried.

Hope......

The Japanese can succeed!

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot from behind.

Ding Mocun frowned. Slowed down the angle of boarding.

Who shoots?

What happened?

Soon, someone came back with news.

"It's Zhang Yong. He caught another Japanese spy. ”

"Got it."

Ding Mocun's face became even more gloomy.

Then, there was no more hesitation. Board the ship. Leave. Don't look back.

Japanese......

No more wishes!

It's all rubbish!

[To be continued]

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