Chapter 315, Mr. Tang, the son of luck
?Coming out of Bro Street, Zhang Yong keenly discovered that he was being followed.
It’s not someone following you. It''s followed by many people. They have been arranged on both sides of the street for a long time. After he passed by, he followed him quietly.
?The other party doesn’t seem to be particularly hiding himself. It seems that he is not afraid of Zhang Yong and others knowing.
“Captain, there are enemies!” Yang Zhi also noticed it.
"I saw it. Go back to Yin Mansion." Zhang Yong nodded, "Walk."
“Okay!” Yang Zhi immediately gave the order.
The group continued to move forward.
There are people following behind. Gradually more than twenty people gathered.
They follow suit.
But it’s strange that he doesn’t seem to have any intention of taking action.
Having weapons. But there are no signs of use.
Very strange feeling.
enemy?
friend?
Zhang Yong cannot judge. We can only be vigilant secretly.
?Yang Zhi and others quietly held the pistols at their waists. Waiting for Zhang Yong''s order. But Zhang Yong never gave the order to fire.
Who is following me?
Not Japanese invaders. Because there is no red dot prompt. All white spots.
Do you want to take your own head to get bonuses? Probably not.
??So many people are working together, how can we get the reward? How do you prove that you killed the person? There had already been internal strife.
so…
Looking back at the other person intentionally.
As a result, the other party also looked at him straight. But don''t speak.
Odd.
??Is there still such tracking?
For a moment, I mistakenly thought they were here to protect me...
“Creak!”
Suddenly, a car rushed out from in front.
Extremely fast.
?The brakes are very hard.
It rushes out like an arrow and stops like it hits a wall.
Car-dumping skills?
It is a convertible.
There was only one young man in the car.
??Yang Zhi and others raised the Thompson submachine gun without thinking. Fire at any time.
"etc!"
"etc!"
Zhang Yong suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted.
Don''t shoot!
Don’t shoot!
One of our own!
?Tang Shengming!
?It turned out that the person sitting in the convertible was Tang Shengming!
Breaking out in a cold sweat.
?This Mr. Tang is really looking for death! Sudden attack single-handedly!
Aren''t you afraid that we might get on fire?
??If anyone gets too nervous and pulls the trigger, the Tang family will probably lose this young master.
…
“One’s own people!”
“One’s own people!”
Zhang Yong shouted hurriedly. Afraid of someone catching fire.
Suddenly I understood why those who were following me were so strange. It turned out that they were all Tang Shengming’s people.
They are following. It is also protecting. So, there is no hostility.
The question is, Mr. Tang, can you say hello in advance? Don''t play so naked, it''s really easy to get beaten into a hornet''s nest...
“Captain Zhang!” Tang Shengming waved to him.
The main theme is chic.
Seems to be very satisfied with the effect of his appearance.
Don’t worry about hundreds of holes being punched at all.
Zhang Yong walked up quickly. Come to the convertible. He said slowly: "Master Tang."
“Get in the car.”
"do what?"
“Take you for a ride.”
“Sorry, I still have to perform a task.”
"Don''t worry. I have enough people with me. The Japanese invaders can''t do anything to you."
"this…"
“Okay, bring all your troops!”
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
He was indeed a little worried about something happening.
Afraid of death. Inevitable. It''s not that Tang Shengming would plot against himself.
They were worried that Tang Shengming''s men might not be used to brutal battles. No matter when and where, you can still take your own people with peace of mind.
?Tang Shengming called people. Arrange vehicles. Let all Zhang Yong''s men get on the train.
Zhang Yong then sat in the passenger seat of the convertible.
“Boom…”
…
?Tang Shengming stepped on the accelerator, and the convertible drove out.
The main focus is speed! hurricane!
Zhang Yong:…
Digging trenches! What brand of car is this?
Look sideways. Looks like a Porsche?
Cowhide!
In this era, drive a Porsche.
Let’s not talk about the speed yet. Absolutely 100 points in terms of popularity.
Envy…
Then he shook his head again.
Can’t do it myself.
real.
It’s too high-profile. Accident prone.
Among the forces in Shanghai, there are countless people who want his life.
??If he ran out so recklessly, I''m afraid he would die in less than two hours. Bodies lay somewhere on the street. Or throw it into the ditch.
?With great difficulty, Tang Shengming gradually reduced his speed. Let the vehicles behind you catch up.
“Mr. Tang, what do you want from me?”
“I’ll treat you to a meal.”
"You already invited me last time. I also accepted the thank you gift. Please tell the truth."
"Well, I won''t hide it from you. Are you investigating a traitor in the Military Senate?"
“You know?”
?Zhang Yong was a little surprised.
This matter, he only reported it secretly to Virgo. No one else told.
?Even Li Boqi and Mao Renfeng don’t know.
After all, there is a lot at stake.
You should know that the president of the Military Senate is Tang Shengzhi, Tang Shengming’s brother. The real General Quanxu. Represents the entire Hunan system.
To arrest people from the Military Senate, Tang Shengzhi must agree.
Otherwise, even if it is a commission, it will be difficult to talk. They are all big bosses, so they must communicate in private first. It cannot be brought to light all at once.
?Although Tang Shengzhi does not directly lead troops now. But there are many generals from the Hunan clan. The committee members did not dare to fall out easily.
"The two of us are responsible for handling this matter. It''s best to handle it quietly."
“I know. But I haven’t got the list yet. The spy is going to Italy tonight. He won’t say his name until he gets on the ship.”
“That’s what you went to Broad Street for?”
"right!"
“That can only wait until tonight. You tell me the name and I will give you the person.”
“Okay!” ??? Zhang Yong was of course happy to cooperate.
As long as the person is caught, nothing else matters.
In fact, he wasn''t even interested in catching the traitor. There is no oil or water.
Unless the traitor is in a high position...
“By the way, I have something to tell you in advance. Something happened to Song Wanchun.”
"What?"
“Caught by the Japanese.”
"Well…"
Zhang Yong frowned.
Reminded of the conversation with Lin Xiaoyan.
??This female spy is really turning her back on her! The Japanese were also crazy and dared to attack Song Wanchun.
??Madeh, in the end, you won’t be designated to bring someone to exchange by yourself.
Substitutions for Dogri are not the purpose. It''s true that you want to kill yourself. Song Wanchun is a bait.
no.
The Japanese invaders cannot be allowed to continue like this.
Otherwise, we will kidnap one person today and another tomorrow, and it won’t be over.
?Want to change?
Get rid of them all.
“Lend me a few people.”
"what are you up to?"
“If I were to change people, I would kill them all.”
“How many do you need?”
“Ten of them. One who can fight.”
“Okay! I’ll give it to you tonight.”
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong was slightly relieved.
There are actually people in the Fuxing Society. But there is no master.
Or, to be more precise, there are no masters among his men. All are newcomers.
Is Wang Tianmu a master?
Is Chen Gongshu a master?
Of course it is.
The problem is that none of them are Zhang Yong''s subordinates. Zhang Yong also had no way to mobilize them at any time.
Becoming a master is not achieved overnight. It is trained through constant actual combat. If you look at the work experiences of Wang Tianmu and Chen Gongshu, they are almost either assassinating or on the way to assassinate.
?Assassinated Zhang Jingyao, assassinated Wang Kemin, assassinated Wang Jingwei, assassinated Zhang Xiaolin...
They all use the heads of their enemies to achieve their own reputation.
Are there any masters in the 19th Route Army?
There should be. But he probably won''t join him. Not very enthusiastic about him either.
In fact, Zhang Yong also gradually felt that everyone from Shi Bingdao to Gu Mozhai was superficially enthusiastic towards him. But my heart didn''t accept it.
Different ways do not lead to mutual conflict. There is nothing we can do about it.
What he did was indeed very different from the principles of the Red Party. The Red Party will definitely not accept it.
So, clearly speaking, the Red Party will not be honest with him. Naturally, he would not do things seriously for him.
“Nightingale was caught by you?”
"yes."
“She is Japanese?”
"yes."
“It seems that the Japanese are hiding very deep!”
"yes."
Zhang Yong answered cautiously.
Actually, the person in front of me doesn’t have too many palaces. It''s more straightforward.
Whether you call him sincere or naive, he is just lucky. Every disaster can be avoided skillfully. When in danger, there is always someone to help. Then save the day.
??Before the case of burning Changsha, he was the Changsha garrison commander. But he just left office a few months ago. As a result, the person who succeeded him later became a scapegoat. He was ordered to be shot by Chiang Kai-shek to quell public anger.
According to the above meaning, go and seek refuge with the Wang Puppet Government. The Japanese suspected that he had come to pretend to surrender. But the two big guys on No. 76 spoke for him. Zhou Fohai and others also helped him cover.
I have to say, this guy is really a miracle in life.
The son of luck.
Unique.
envious.
“Where are we going?”
“Wanguo Nightclub.”
"ah?"
“The foreign girls there are pretty good. I’ll open your eyes.”
"no…"
“What? Are you still shy?”
"Then I''ll notify others to take the spy to the dock. We can''t delay the serious business."
“This is right!”
“You must reimburse all expenses.”
"good!"
?Tang Shengming readily agreed.
Zhang Yong couldn''t help but think of a classic saying: All the consumption tonight will be paid for by Mr. Tang!
If that''s the case, I must order some of the most beautiful foreign girls and open some of the most expensive bottles of red wine...
The car slowly stopped.
Sure enough, we arrived at Wanguo Nightclub. Right at the main entrance of Xiafei Road.
?Last time, Zhang Yong also entered through here. But using a false identity. This time, I wonder if someone will recognize me?
“Let’s go!”
??Tang Shengming is obviously a frequent visitor here.
With a wave of his hand, someone was immediately leading the way. People kept coming up to say hello warmly.
Although it is afternoon. There are already many people in the nightclub.
Among them, the number of foreigners is very large. There are people of all skin colors. Even black people have them.
The most conspicuous ones are the Indian Asans wearing turbans.
??There are also wealthy people from the Middle East who are covered in white robes. Well, they are already wealthy now.
There are also beauties from all over the world. The flowers are blooming and swaying.
?Those long legs. It’s really all legs from the waist down. It was dizzying to see. Dizzying.
?It must be admitted that this Ten Thousand Nations Nightclub can indeed bear the word ten thousand nations, and it definitely exists in thirty or forty countries. There are also many Japanese.
Saw a lot of Japanese people. Wearing a long robe. Very easy to recognize.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
Suddenly there was the sound of a whip whipping someone.
Can''t help but look over. It was discovered that several black slaves were being whipped with whips.
I saw someone coming. The black slaves were captured immediately. Apparently to avoid watching. It was as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Yong pretended not to see it.
This is not something he can control. Lincoln has nothing to do with this kind of thing.
?Lincoln could only free the black slaves in the United States. Other countries did not listen to him. The African independence revolution was decades away.
“Third Young Master!”
A beautiful blonde came up.
Zhang Yong looked at the other party thoughtfully. This is the standard Chinese and European beauty.
She was very beautiful when she was young...
Well, it refers specifically to when you were young. If you are no longer young, then...
“Is Safiya here?”
“I’m sorry, Third Young Master, Safiya is inconvenienced these days!”
“Isn’t it convenient to drink alcohol?”
“If it’s just drinking, of course there’s no problem. I’ll call her over right away.”
“And Celia, let’s call her too!”
"OK."
(End of this chapter)