Chapter 203: The barrel of a gun is the truth Skillfully change clothes. Soon, Zhang Yong became Liu Heizai again. Others become thugs. What? flaw? There are flaws everywhere. But the spy didn't seem to care. In fact, in the face of one-way opaque information, spies cannot judge whether it is true or false. Often they are inclined to believe it. "me…" If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it! "superior!" “Fan Zhihai’s Japanese name.”
There were broken wine bottles on the ground. The watchers at the back put away their shell guns. Then he retreated into the dark room inside. "Snapped!" Which big shot on the road is here? What to do? Hurryly raise your hands. Wu Liuqi roared angrily. The target shuts up immediately and wisely. He didn't want his tongue cut out. These guys must be very cruel. Get a big slap in the face. The target roared crazily. Outside the casino, there were a few people watching the door. When he noticed a large group of people pouring in, he subconsciously shouted. It is not struck by hand. It was a random piece of wood. "Yes Yes…" The key is, this is the trouble caused by Fan Zhihai, what does it have to do with him? no. He can't take the blame. "I have no idea…" "do what?" Zhang Yong cannot use his backhand. The strength is in the right hand. “Electrician?” “Asada Tuesday.”
Zhang Yong waved his hand. It turned out that the flesh was cut by a dagger. A little blood oozed out. "Yes. I'm an electrician. I work for an electric lighting company." He is tall and strong, and Wu Liuqi and others are at a disadvantage. “Who to call?” "Well…" Everyone immediately escorted the target out. “Let me ask you a few questions.” “What’s the name of your disguise?” “Ito, Ito, Ito Tsujio…” “I, I, I…” “Why did we arrest you and not the others? Think about it carefully. You will know what is going on.” Zhang Yong looked unmoved. "Snapped!" "do what?" While struggling, he asked: “Who are you? Why did you arrest me?” The people around him were also confused. As a result, Wu Liuqi pointed a gun at him. The sound cuts off immediately. "Who said that?" Several people watching the scene rushed out from the innermost part of the casino, with their chests and chests exposed, and they all held rifles in their hands. “Why?” Cui Zhihao replied weakly. means that one is very obedient. Take him to a nearby phone. Many people do not think it is a big deal to watch the excitement. Followed by clapping and cheering. But seeing that the opponent has a submachine gun, you know it's not a good fight. "a friend." "Walk!"
Locate on the man you want to arrest.
“Fan Zhihai said, you owe him fifty oceans…” Someone jumped on him immediately. Knock the target down. “What are you doing to catch me?” “I think you are knowledgeable.” Suddenly, Zhang Yong groaned. Cui Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief. “I, I want to make a phone call…” Zhang Yong took out a sharp dagger. Daggered in front of him. There are too many people around and the target is at the gaming table, not enough space. Only two people can exert force. Can't hold it down at all. Why? It is better to believe that the other party is Liu Heizai than to believe that the other party is Fuxing Society. It turns out he is no longer a Chinese agent. That's okay. Misunderstand. It's all a misunderstanding. “What’s Fan Zhihai’s name?”
Zhang Yong pulled out a Browning pistol. "What friend?" “Stop…” "Step aside!" It turned out to be a raptor crossing the river! I came to my own place. No wonder he is so arrogant. If you step on it accidentally, you will be pricked and bleed on the spot. There were all kinds of noises, shouts, the banging of playing cards, and the sound of fists hitting the table. It was noisy and noisy like a vegetable market. Cui Zhihao glanced quietly. The consequences of falling into the hands of the Fuxing Society are obvious. However, falling into the hands of a group of Jianghu, there seems to be some hope of struggle. Zhang Yong said slowly: "I'm from the south. I used to hang out on the beach." Zhang Yong nodded. “My friend. He has money. I asked him to bring the money.”
Itō Jiro answered hurriedly. Fortunately the response was quick. Who to call? His online. Only his upline has money. “What on earth are you going to do?” The grievance in my heart is obvious. "do what?" Then loosen it. "explain." Fan Zhihai owes money, why should I, Cui Zhihao, pay it back? He and I are just contacts. “What do you want to do?” There are only a few of them. I have a dozen of them. In an instant, the few strong men watching the scene became intimidated. "Snapped!" One submachine gun, replaced by several shell guns. “Based on this.” The superiors must know that it was all Fan Zhihai’s fault. "what for…" Saw Zhang Yong repairing his nails with a dagger. “Who are you, Your Excellency?” “Swish, swish, swish!” He completely believed that these guys in front of him came from Shanghai. So it's so brutal. 一 altogether located “I have not sinned against you. I do not know you…” Fifty oceans. That's a lot of money. For ordinary people, they cannot earn more than 50 yuan a year. The other party came to the door aggressively, obviously demanding payment. Fan Zhihai couldn't afford that much money, so he found Cui Zhihao. That must be the case. Cui Zhihao filled in the missing part in his mind. Fortunately the other party is not a Chinese agent. Otherwise, they will all die. “This is right!” “I, I, I am an electrician, an electrician…” It’s fatal. The opponent actually has heavy weapons. He even brought a submachine gun.
"do what?" But everyone can see how hypocritical his smile is. “Cui, Cui Zhihao.” "Step aside!" But there was no response. He probably lost because he was confused. Originally, he wanted to hide a lot of information. It's impossible now. The other party may know his background. There were also people who threw themselves down on the ground to sleep. As a result, he was dragged aside like a dead dog. Not a single woman was seen. "take away!" Several people finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Liu Heizai.” “What’s your Japanese name?” “I’m here for him. It has nothing to do with you.” That’ll be fine. There are still people who are stumbling and unable to even stand on the road. Probably drank too much. Then lost everything. Just flop down in the corner and sleep. At this time, it’s Thomson’s turn to play. never mind. It has nothing to do with them. Zhang Yong pinched his nose and turned a blind eye to everything around him. Japanese spies dare not hide anything. Answer honestly. "I'm not…" It’s still made of wooden boards. The hit was still on the left side of the face. Originally, the target wanted to bite his tongue, thinking that his identity was exposed. When I heard it was from Shanghai, I immediately changed my mind. I found that the other party was quite strong. Doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. He is probably also a hard worker. A few people watching the scene looked at each other. Gestures to people around you. Clearly identify the target. "explain!" "He hasn't paid yet. This money can only come from you!" Sure enough, I heard Liu Heizai say darkly. Soon, the target was tied up. No more struggle.
“You know it yourself.” "good!" Zhang Yong said later. "what for?" Cui Zhihao couldn't help but shrink his head. But I dare not. Don’t dare to think too much. Fan Zhihai definitely borrowed money from the other party. Then he used himself as guarantor. Otherwise, how could the other party come after you? "I see." "What?" “None of your business.” The few spectators obviously didn’t hear about it. Zhang Yong said coldly. Finally I know Fan Zhihai’s name. “Don’t fight, don’t fight…” It’s fatal. The other party also has a gun. Stand nearby and watch. Finally, he successfully knocked the target to the ground. Take everyone into the underground casino. “I’ll pay it back, I’ll pay it back!” Wave. “He farted! Since when did I owe him money?” Get a slap from Zhang Yong. “Which electric lighting company?” “Swish, swish, swish!” Unexpectedly, the other party actually knew that he was Japanese. Finished. very scary. A few people were relieved now. Drive all the people around you away. Drag the target out. Four people press together.
Zhang Yong said with a smile. Put the pistol away. A harmless smile on his face. Then the head is big. Where can I find sixty oceans to give to the other party? Cui Zhihao made the phone call cautiously. The grievances have their owners, and the debts have their owners. It turns out that the other party has specific goals. “Ito Tsujio?” “I just said it. My name is Liu Heizai. I’m from Shanghai.” Getting slapped again. He was completely unaware that he had exposed a fact. That is, he knew Fan Zhihai. “Sixty Oceans!” Hit someone in the face. It hurts my hands. If you use wooden boards, that's fine. Not only does it hit hard, it also saves effort. The effect is also better. The lights inside are dim and the air is murky. Full of rich tobacco flavor. There's also a lot of stinky feet smell. Suffocating. It was a gambler who was targeted. Maybe something happened. It is extremely likely that he offended someone in Shanghai in the south, and was then chased to Jinling. This kind of person is not uncommon. “Fan Zhihai. He insisted. Fifty oceans.” A group of people escorted the target to the alley outside. Then the interrogation began. Cui Zhihao was anxious. It is probably because the gambler dislikes women for their bad luck. Don't let women in. Hit the opponent with two consecutive strokes, and the opponent's mouth was filled with blood immediately. Maybe some teeth were knocked out. “Love, Edison…” There is no need for peripheral control. Because that would look too "professional". His identity is concealed, and his monthly salary is only three oceans. Daily expenses. Where is the rest? idiot! This **** Fan Zhihai! He wants to die! actually revealed the information that he is Japanese. Really desperate. Someone is running around. He bumped into Wu Liuqi. Zhang Yong waved his hand. Look at this guy talking back. I'll punish him severely when I turn around. "What?" If a dagger falls on you... Otherwise, if I say one more thing, it will definitely be seventy oceans. That would be even more tragic.
This submachine gun is too expensive. There are hundreds of oceans. Even thousands. It's already worth a lot of money. Wu Liuqi rushed in first. Others rushed in. “Is there anything else you want to say?” We don’t know how to reason. The barrel of a gun is the truth. If you don't obey, I'll beat you to death. Get out of the way quickly. Soon, the call was connected. “Boss Guo…” (End of this chapter)