Chapter 128: Being robbed


    It is impossible to kidnap.


    ?Tian Qingyuan is not Wu Yuanfu. He was accompanied by bodyguards when he came in and out.


    ?These bodyguards and entourage also have guns.


    As soon as the gun went off, the whole story was revealed.


    Where is Jinling? It is the capital of the country. There are many garrisons.


    ?There are five regiments of military police alone, with thousands of people.


    ??Gendarmes are located at various key locations in Jinling City. With one shot, the entire city can be locked down.


    Hence, forced kidnapping is absolutely impossible.


    "Old Huang, first go and feel his living habits. See where he likes to go. Is there any time when he is alone?"


    "good!"


    “I will arrange other things!”


    "Well…"


    Huang Shang and Zhang Yong looked at each other.


    ?This Zhuo Yungui seems to have become a monk halfway, right? Why did you suddenly become an expert?


    Acts like he is an expert in kidnapping.


    “Give me a gun.”


    "What?"


    “I want a gun. I want bullets.”


    “What are you doing here?”


    "Of course it''s a kidnapping! Don''t you want me to kidnap Tian Qingyuan?"


    "But…"


    Zhang Yong hesitated.


    It is understandable that Zhuo Yungui needs a gun.


    After all, Tian Qingyuan is surrounded by a lot of bodyguards. How to do it without a gun?


    The problem is that if you give Qianzhuo Yungui, you are worried that this guy will act randomly.


    ??It would be troublesome if this guy took out a gun and started killing people.


    You must know that this guy is charged with "deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors". I don’t know how many people were killed.


    “You killed your master?”


    “My father killed him.”


    "What?"


    “My father killed him. Then he said it was me who killed him. Do you believe it?”


    "this…"


    Zhang Yong was speechless.


    Does he believe it? I don’t even know.


    In the end, he gave the other party a Browning M1903 pistol. It belongs to Ye Wansheng and the others.


    ?There was a conflict at the gate of the Songhu Garrison Headquarters before, and Zhang Yong took the opportunity to make some mistakes. Take it out now. No one should be able to find out. Even if it is found out, Zhongtong will take the blame.


    hehe. This is a gun registered in the name of the Party Affairs Investigation Department. If something goes wrong, of course it is the responsibility of your Party Affairs Investigation Department.


    What? You said the gun was lost? joke. Can you find a worse reason?


    “You must not kill innocent people indiscriminately.”


    “Who said that?”


    “I’m reminding you.”


    “You don’t need to remind me. I kill all the people who deserve to die.”


    “It’s better that way.”


    Zhang Yong handed the opponent a handful of bullets angrily.


    ?This old model of Browning pistol uses 7.65mm pistol bullets. It''s not 9mm.


    “I’m going!”


    ?Zhuo Yungui got the gun and immediately left in high spirits.


    Zhang Yong felt that the possibility of being exposed increased. If something happens to Zhuo Yungui and the confession is blamed on him...


    ?However, it is difficult to support a tree alone. Three Gangs of Men. A fence has three stakes. I definitely can’t conquer the world by myself.


    Must have his own subordinates.


    Whether one of your subordinates will snitch or betray someone depends on your own charisma.


    ???If you really meet someone like Lu Bu, who is dedicated to stabbing his adoptive father, there is nothing he can do. You can only accept your own misfortune. Who knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident?


    ?Virgo is so shrewd, but in the end it seems that he was plotted by his own people...


    so…


    Be more open-minded. One day is a day to live.


    “Do you want it?”


    Turning to look at Huang Shang.


    The situation has opened up. Prepare for a large distribution of weapons.


    Unfortunately, it will take another two years for the garbage system to be activated. Otherwise, one person will support Gatling...


    "I…"


    Huang Shang was about to speak but stopped.


    He actually doesn’t want it.


    ?Having a gun means participating in violent actions.


    The basic principle of the underground party is to avoid violent actions as much as possible. But how can we deal with Japanese spies without weapons?


    "Give!"


    ?Zhang Yong handed the other party a brand-new Browning M1935 high-power pistol. And fifty rounds of ammunition.


    This pistol uses 9mm bullets. It''s different from Zhuo Yungui''s.


    In the future, if something happens, you can tell who fired the shot.


    "All right!"


    Huang Shang took the pistol.


    Zhang Yong then drove away.


    Getting ready to go to the train station.


    After Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi evacuated, Yan Guangkun took over. I wonder if any spies took the bait?


    ?As long as Kasei Ichiro''s contact comes to the train station, he can arrest the person. Within a radius of 150 meters…


    “Creak!”


    ?Suddenly braked suddenly.


    But someone flew over the front of the car.


    Eh?


    fly?


    Squinting subconsciously.


    It’s really flying. wrong. It''s a jump. Someone jumped over the front of the car.


    Zhang Yong immediately took out his gun. Loaded. Stand ready.


    ?These guys who "fly" over the front of the car don''t seem to be good people. Very agile in movement.


    Take a closer look. I found there were several more behind. They were all wearing dark tunic suits. Still holding a pistol in his hand. Others were carrying Thompson submachine guns.


    Perplexity... ?It seems to be one of our own?


    ?This outfit is exactly the same as that of Fuxing Society!


    However, it is strange that Zhang Yong did not know everyone present. No impression at all.


    Surprised…


    Whose team is it?


    Yan Guangkun is definitely not. Liu Daowu? Dai Yice? Neither.


    ??If it were people from their group, he would have some impression.


    The key is, they must recognize the license plate.


    This car has been in use since he arrived in Jinling.


    Several members of the action team must have remembered his license plate number. It''s impossible to pretend to be a stranger now.


    “Bang bang bang!”


    “Bang bang bang!”


    Suddenly someone knocked on the car window.


    It is those "one''s own people" who do not know themselves.


    Hide the pistol.


    Open the car door.


    "get off!"


    “We want to use your car!”


    "get off!"


    ?The other party shouted rudely.


    Zhang Yong raised his hand obediently. get off. Give the car to the other person.


    This car is equipped by Jinling. There are no secrets in the car. Not if it''s from Shanghai. A Thompson submachine gun was hidden in the car.


    “You are…”


    “We are from the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service!”


    "oh…"


    Zhang Yong retreated obediently.


    It is indeed “one of our own”. Then he stole his car.


    hehe…


    The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple.


    Several agents quickly got into the car and drove away.


    Zhang Yong looked around and looked for a phone number. Call Mao Renfeng. hehe. I''m very good at snitching.


    “Secretary Mao, I am Zhang Yong...”


    “Shaolong, what’s the matter with you? Tell me.”


    “I was robbed.”


    "What?"


    “It seems that our own people from the Fuxing Society took my car away.”


    “Who? Where?”


    “On Zhongshan 3rd Road.”


    “Let me ask!”


    Mao Renfeng inquired immediately.


    result…


    No feedback.


    The following are all reported, but no action is taken.


    “Shaolong, are you sure he is one of our own?”


    “Definitely.”


    "Please pay attention to your safety first. I will send someone to pick you up right away."


    "good."


    Zhang Yong hung up the phone.


    ?Here, Mao Renfeng hurriedly came to see Virgo.


    "What''s up?"


    “Shaolong reported that our people were operating on Zhongshan 3rd Road and robbed his car.”


    “Our people?”


    “That’s what Shaolong said. I confirmed it with him.”


    “Which action group?”


    "I asked. We don''t have an action team performing tasks on Zhongshan 3rd Road, or nearby."


    "I see."


    Virgo''s face gradually darkened.


    Mao Renfeng knew someone was going to be unlucky. Someone must be acting secretly. No report.


    This is a big no-no.


    Do not ask for instructions beforehand and do not report afterward. Want to fly?


    “Go and do your work!”


    Virgo said calmly.


    She didn''t seem angry.


    "yes!"


    Mao Renfeng turned and left.


    Go back to your office and count the time silently.


    If no one reports within thirty minutes. The leader of a certain action team will definitely be in trouble.


    Even, he has already guessed which action group it is. Guess who is going to be unlucky.


    Ten minutes…


    Thirty minutes…


    Still no report has come in.


    Mao Renfeng officially sentenced someone to death.


    ??The leader of the action team must have been fucked.


    One hour…


    Still no report has come in.


    hehe.


    This is simply too much.


    With the support of Guangdong, I really don’t take Virgo seriously!


    Okay, just wait.


    The person named Zheng has gone to Germany. Who else can protect you?


    Dream!


    (End of this chapter)