Chapter 853, Senior Brother
"Call up."
“Who to call?”
“Mrs. Lin.”
“I don’t have her phone number.”
“It’s in the envelope.”
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong picked up the envelope dubiously.
Open the seal. Suddenly his eyes lit up. There seems to be US dollars in it! Green, what is it if it’s not dollars?
Suddenly cheered up. Pull the dollars out of it. Found only one. The face value is $10. Suddenly I felt a little curious. Who is on the $10 bill? Not Washington, not Lincoln! Then I found a series of handwritten numbers on the banknote.
Oh, this is the phone number. By the way, this Mrs. Lin knew his character very well. I know he loves money as much as his life. Zhang Yong couldn''t even think about writing the phone number on the banknotes without reading it. For $10, you can’t refuse if I make a phone call, right?
What’s more, there is also a challenge letter.
Involves 1,500 rounds of ammunition. Not much to say. Say a lot less.
If you don’t save face, it’s all a trivial matter. The main thing is that something that belongs to him, Zhang Yong, was taken away, and he was very unhappy...
Pick up the phone. dial.
?The call was answered quickly.
is the voice of a waxy woman. Completely different from the last one.
"Hello…"
"I''m looking for Mrs. Lin. Tell her to come and answer the phone quickly."
“Who are you?”
“I am Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong from the Fuxing Society Secret Service.”
“Let’s go to No. 11 Yanjiang Road.”
"do what?"
“Someone is waiting for you there. You will know when you go.”
"good."
Zhang Yong really doesn’t believe in evil. I agreed directly.
In other places, perhaps he was worried about being plotted against. However, he was not afraid at all in the three places of Jinling, Shanghai and Hangzhou.
This is my home court.
??If you are plotted on your own home court, you deserve to die.
Hand down the microphone.
Get ready to go.
Li Boqi said nothing. It''s like it doesn''t exist at all.
Zhang Yong went out.
“Yang Zhi!”
"arrive!"
“Gather your troops and follow me.”
"yes."
“With a scope.”
"clear!"
?Yang Zhi immediately went to make arrangements.
?Soon, five cars filed out of the Jige Lane headquarters.
Driving quietly towards Yanjiang Road.
Zhang Yong had no impression of No. 11 Yanjiang Road.
He never looks at house numbers. Therefore, he definitely does not have the talent of an agent. Very poor memory.
Arrived at Yanjiang Road.
Zhang Yong slowed down and started to look at the house number.
Unexpectedly, I discovered that there is no formal house number on Yanjiang Road.
There is no complete planning on Yanjiang Road. They are all kinds of random buildings built by oneself. Therefore, the Civil Affairs Bureau did not register the house number here at all.
Yeah, it seems like someone has tricked you?
Perhaps no one is here at all. I deliberately made his trip in vain.
Mad…
??Just when I was about to scold my mother, I suddenly saw a large sign placed on the roadside in front of me, with the number 11 written gorgeously...
A curse word comes to the lips and then withdraws. All right. Misunderstood. Someone.
Monitoring map. I found that there was only one person there.
There is no weapon symbol. But there are money signs. So he immediately cheered up.
Approach quietly. Unexpectedly, I discovered that No. 11 is actually a bar. A bit surprised. There is actually a bar on Yanjiang Road?
It’s impossible…
He had passed by here before.
Although my memory is very poor. But there really isn’t one in the bar!
Suspicious.
Be secretly vigilant.
That Mrs. Lin may have some tricks.
Be careful in sailing the ship of ten thousand years...
Waving his hand, he motioned for others to get off. Be alert all around.
?Zhang Yong got out of the car after making sure there was nothing abnormal. Approach the bar. I found that there was indeed only one person inside.
Not a beauty.
But an old man who is very old.
The beard and hair are all white. The eyes are small. He squatted on the master''s chair and smoked welding smoke in a very unqualified manner.
The long tobacco stem seems to be made of pure copper. Every time he breathed in, sparks flew out randomly. The copper cigarette rod also seemed to be faintly red. Zhang Yong did not dare to approach easily.
?In martial arts novels, such old men are often the ultimate masters of the game. Not to be trifled with easily.
?The pure copper tobacco stick in his hand is the most powerful weapon.
As light as acupuncture.
Heavily, the lid of the heavenly spirit will be lifted.
Be careful.
Fortunately I have a gun. Calm down.
First prepare the Colt M1911 large-caliber pistol.
If something goes wrong, draw your gun immediately.
?No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.
I don’t believe that an 11.43 mm caliber bullet cannot kill an old guy...
"You are very careful..." The old man blew out smoke rings, but his voice was very clear.
“Where is Mrs. Lin?” Zhang Yong was still highly vigilant.
"How could she come to see you in person? You are not qualified to see her yet."
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Fan Liangchen. You can also call me Old Man Fan. Or Lao Fan. Of course, Mr. Fan will do."
“What are you doing here?”
“This is a long story. Are you sure you want to stand up and say it?”
"explain."
“Of course we are talking about business. You are very capable, and you were able to get the latest design drawings of the North Carolina-class battleship.”
“I didn’t get it. It was found from a Japanese spy.”
Zhang Yong frowned secretly.
Mrs. Lin and her gang are very well-informed!
How long did it take for you to give the drawings to McFarland? She actually knew it? He even sent someone to find him!
Do intelligence dealers make money like this?
It makes me very excited. I really want to join. But I am worried about being cheated...
“Is there any more?”
“Drawings.”
“Want to rob?”
“Dollars. Buy.”
"there is none left."
Zhang Yong answered cautiously.
It is indeed gone. But even if there were, he would answer like this.
There is no way, he is a vulnerable group now!
The international intelligence arena is completely unfamiliar to him. He has no guide.
In the Fuxing Society Secret Service, Li Boqi was his guide. However, after entering the international stage, Li Boqi could not help.
“I can teach you some skills.”
“Nine Yin? Nine Yang?”
“empty door.”
"What?"
“It’s just stealing skills.”
"What?"
“Don’t you understand? It’s a thief! A thief! A thief!”
?Fan Liangchen suddenly became angry.
He felt that Zhang Yong did it on purpose.
Just ask him to say the word thief. But he doesn''t like these three words.
He is a big thief! He is not a thief!
"oh…"
“You are very talented, I decided to accept you as my disciple.”
“Cheating on my tuition fees?”
“Do you know who I am?”
"have no idea."
“There are thirteen provinces in the north and south, and each province has a thief king, and I am one of them.”
“Sounds awesome.”
“After I die, the property I leave behind will be yours.”
“I believe it.”
“That’s good. I’ll practice it for you now.”
"What?"
“You come over here.”
"do what?"
"come over."
Zhang Yong then walked over.
Suddenly I felt a figure flash in front of me. He subconsciously drew his gun.
result…
The atmosphere seems a bit awkward.
?Fan Liangchen stared blankly at his empty hands.
?Something feels wrong...
Eh?
Zhang Yong actually has nothing on him?
How is it possible?
But he took out a gun again...
?This... ??For a while, Fan Liangchen couldn''t stand it anymore.
No reason!
??He actually made a mistake?
He is a veritable king of thieves! Thirteen provinces in the north and south…
?Over there, Zhang Yong was also a little surprised.
Surprise. But there is no deception.
Fan Liangchen’s movements are so fast. It was actually faster than him drawing a gun.
Completely unexpected.
Looking down on the other party.
Fortunately, the other party did not give me a few knives.
Otherwise, you will not be able to shoot smoothly after being hit by a knife. Hard to say.
To be careless…
The other party is indeed a master.
“You’re a bit stupid…”
“You react too slowly.”
?Fan Liangchen suddenly woke up and began to cover up his embarrassment.
I didn’t touch anything on Zhang Yong’s body. This made him angry. Fortunately, he also discovered Zhang Yong''s huge flaw.
"I didn''t say I was a master..." Zhang Yong responded bitterly.
"I can help you." Fan Liangchen changed his mind and said, "Make your reaction faster. Make sure you won''t be attacked by others in the future."
“Is there any charge?”
"Of course not. I made a mistake. You are not suitable for practicing the Flying Dragon Cloud Explorer..."
“What hand?”
“My unique skill. Flying Dragon Cloud Detector.”
“You plagiarized it, right?”
Zhang Yong''s secret resentment.
?Feilong Tanyunshou, you have the nerve to say it.
?That''s Li Xiaoyao''s unique skill, right?
Can you compare with Li Xiaoyao?
My thoughts changed.
You say I’m not suitable for training? Then I have to practice.
Deliberately giving you a little more difficulty.
If I can’t learn it, it’s not that I’m stupid. It''s you who can''t teach.
In short, you are incompetent...
“I’m going to learn this flying dragon cloud-detecting technique.”
“You are not talented enough…”
“Forget it.”
"Don''t."
Fan Liangchen was run on.
He squatted back on the Taishi chair again, puffing and puffing on a cigarette.
The pure steel tobacco stem gradually became hot as he smoked it, and began to turn red. Getting redder and redder. In the end it turned into a bright red one.
Good guy. If you are addicted to smoking to such an extent, you must have at least grade 10 lung cancer.
It’s not easy to be alive till now!
“When was this bar built? I don’t remember it before?”
"yesterday."
"What?"
Zhang Yong was surprised.
It turns out that I rushed out of work yesterday!
No wonder…
I really thought I had Alzheimer''s disease!
fine. Memory is not hopelessly broken. Don''t even remember how many sons you have...
“I’ve decided!”
“Accept you as a disciple!”
?Fan Liangchen suddenly stopped smoking and knocked **** the armrest of the Taishi''s chair with his dry tobacco pole.
Zhang Yong looked at each other silently. Completely unresponsive.
Have you decided? I didn''t agree...
I then saw Fan Liangchen take out a gold ingot...
What a big one. Bigger than a fist.
Eh?
What''s this?
Gold ingot? real? Fake?
Damn, it can’t be true, right? That big one?
Bigger than your own fist?
"this…"
“This is a greeting gift for you.”
"Um?"
“I, Fan Liangchen, have never had a disciple in my life. Today is unprecedented.”
"etc."
Zhang Yong felt that the other party''s acting skills were very realistic.
?Mrs. Lin is really amazing. In order to lure yourself into being fooled, you planned such a clever scene?
? Find an old guy to pretend to be a thief king and lure yourself into the trap?
??If you really become a master, then you are not allowed to listen to the master''s words in the future? If you don''t listen, you are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!
Those who will be stabbed with three knives and six holes, and soaked in pig cages...
Damn, this wishful thinking can be heard in New York...
“One is not enough?”
"Okay. I''ll give you one pair. The other one is for my apprentice''s wife in advance."
"Well…"
Zhang Yong felt like his eyes were blurred.
Fan Liangchen had another gold ingot in his hand.
It’s also a big one. Very realistic. It does look real. The counterfeiting technology is top-notch.
Hand out your hand.
Bring over a gold ingot.
He would like to take a look. What material is it made of. So realistic.
Once you learn it yourself, you will fake a lot of it in the future. Then lie to people.
result…
The more he looked at it, the more wrong he became.
This does not seem to be false. It seems to be true.
He has no other abilities. But the ability to identify gold is still there.
After all, he had so much gold in his hands. The feel has been developed.
I am gradually getting a little confused...
Is it really gold?
Such a big piece of gold weighs at least three kilograms!
Converted, it is 1500 grams! About the same as five large yellow croakers.
Awesome…
Five large yellow croakers…
Still don’t quite believe it.
Turn your head. Looking at Fan Liangchen who was proud of himself.
"real?"
"Of course. How can the things that my bandit commander took out be fake?"
“The handsome thief?”
Zhang Yong was choked immediately.
Fainted to death. Don''t make random names! Defile the word "stealer handsome"!
?Who is the pirate commander?
He is so handsome!
Are you as handsome as Chu Liuxiang, and as skilled in martial arts?
?Absurd…
?However, even more absurd things are yet to come.
After his appraisal, he was convinced that the two gold ingots were genuine. They are all heavy gold. Guaranteed replacement if fake.
Confused…
Do you want to become a disciple?
??As a disciple, you will get two big gold ingots.
These are ten large yellow croakers!
Ten large yellow croakers!
A full 3000 grams of gold! A greeting gift from the master to his apprentice!
Frankly speaking, this is simply holding Zhang Yong’s lifeline. As long as you become a disciple, you will have ten large yellow croakers. How could he miss it?
but…
What if we need to deceive our teachers and destroy our ancestors in the future?
?He wants gold, fame, reputation, and ruthlessness...
no.
Have to think of a workaround.
?You Mrs. Lin have many tricks, and I, Zhang Yong, also have many crooked ideas.
I didn’t learn much from the good ones. But he learned all the crooked ways.
"that…"
“My good disciple, if you have anything to say, speak directly.”
“I cannot worship you as my teacher.”
"Why?"
“The fortune teller said that my fortune is too tough and will harm my master. If I worship you as my master, you will die unexpectedly at any time..."
“Nonsense! There is no such thing. I don’t believe in this evil.”
“But I believe it! What if it really works? You are so good to me, I can’t kill you, right?”
“Then what do you want?”
"You accept a disciple on behalf of your master. Accept me as your junior brother. I call you senior brother. Our master should have passed away. Then my fate cannot defeat him. Nor can it defeat you. The best of both worlds. What do you think?"
“Zhang Yong…”
“Brother, tell me.”
“I realize that your shamelessness is beyond my imagination!”
“Is there any?”
“I was indeed acting just now. Making a game. Please come in. But now, I find that you really can inherit my mantle...”
“Excellent.”
"No, no, I''m serious. My biggest flaw is that I''m not as shameless as you..."
“Brother, I am actually a good person. Really.”
"Okay. I''ll accept a disciple on behalf of my master. I''ll accept you as my junior disciple. Just because of your shamelessness, you won''t suffer any loss when you meet other **** in the future. Maybe you can even help me get back my place. All of them combined , you are not as shameless as you. You have a future..."
"Well…"
Zhang Yong:…
Are you complimenting me?
That should be it…
Just take it as such.
Hurry and put away the two gold ingots.
The gold has been obtained. The rest doesn''t matter. If you have time, chat slowly.
“Senior brother, Mrs. Lin’s side…”
【To be continued】
(End of this chapter)