Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 582: , police station

Chapter 582, Police Station

Zhang Yong is not a holy mother.

Be good to him. He remembers. He also remembers things that are bad to him.

He can understand those who are dawdling.

But if someone is trying to cause trouble secretly, then I'm sorry.

“Send one hundred copies of each newspaper to the Japanese Concession.”

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The civilized education of later generations gave him many constraints.

"ah?"

“Brothers, the Fuxing Society is going to drive us all out!”

The spy who dies later is the best spy. Who said that? Wang Qinian.

“What are you arresting me for?”

In addition, the most important point. As long as Li Boqi is in Tianjin Wei, it is impossible for traitors like Wang Zhulin to continue to appear here. After the Japanese invaders launched a full-scale invasion, they could also cause greater damage to the Japanese invaders.

"you…"

"idiot!"

Sure enough, even if they were caught, they were still very arrogant. After all, they have never seen Zhang Yong's methods.

Create some news and see how the Japanese respond?

Want to redeem someone? Simple. Only five hundred oceans per person. Cheap and good quality. Children and old men are innocent...

“Show me the register.”

Before Li Boqi came, Zhang Yong directly acted as the villain.

“Where is the director’s office?”

It’s a pity that as the director, he doesn’t have many good days left.

Aren’t you going to serve the country for seven lifetimes?

Keep biting!

However, the spy refused. He stood there with his mouth full of blood. like a statue.

“Where is the dining hall?”

This Zhang Yong is really awesome.

"take me."

However, suddenly, the spy groaned, and his mouth was filled with blood.

However, it’s too late. The tongue was bitten off.

yes!

Lin Beiqiu screamed subconsciously.

Coercion and inducement, a two-pronged approach.

Another spy also shouted.

　　It is a bungalow. The roof is still tiled. The tiles have not been cleaned up either. There were obvious signs of water leakage on the ground.

Zhou Yuan was suddenly speechless.

Call the policeman over.

A baton is not a weapon. Can be carried privately. Can be taken home. No need to compensate if lost. Just find a way to find someone to make one.

“I asked about the Japanese name.”

“What’s your name?” Zhang Yong asked coldly.

Of course he is Japanese. He hides it deeply.

The spy suddenly didn’t want to commit suicide.

“This way.”

"May I have your name?"

result…

Those dozens of baskets of ocean outside were not earned by being a police station. After a while, he changed into the uniform of the police station and then went out to make money.

Confuse. What's the meaning?

Immediately he realized that Zhang Yong was asking the arrested policeman.

"I also dislike you. I also want to kill you. If you have the ability, come and punish me. Let's see who among us has the last laugh."

Zhang Yong had a vague hunch that Li Boqi might have to stay in Tianjin Wei for a relatively long time. Maybe we have to persist until the Marco Polo Bridge Incident.

It doesn’t mean anything else, it’s just pure beating.

Tianjinwei was also the most important port for the Japanese invaders in North China. Basically all the weapons and ammunition needed by the Japanese invaders in North China had to be disembarked from Tianjin Guard. Therefore, there are a lot of military supplies here. Zhang Yong should be able to get a lot of them. Then give it directly to the Eighth Route Army to kill the Japanese invaders.

Liu Huaihong walked over and stood beside Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong checked the registration book carefully and found no abnormalities.

“You forged the list. You forged it.”

I thought they had successfully escaped, but unexpectedly, they were chased back again.

"what you do?"

“Do you know why I executed Cao Jianzhang?”

By the way, he also captured the Japanese spy who bit off his tongue and tied them together around the flagpole, back to back.

“Okay. I remember you.”

“Hold him down! Pry open his mouth!”

what happened? keep going! Why did it stop?

Aren’t you steadfast and unyielding?

“Why did you arrest me?”

Be obedient and you will have meat to eat. There is Dayang to take.

He suddenly regretted biting his tongue. It's so hard that even if you want to curse, you can't.

This place, although it will fall soon. But the Eighth Route will come soon.

Zhang Yong raised his tone.

　　Mad…

“A friendly reminder, if you don’t have the ferocity of the Japanese, don’t try it easily.”

By the July 7th Incident, the police station will definitely be occupied by the Japanese invaders. At that time, the world will be dominated by the Japanese.

"You are japanese."

"yes."

These two guys were running so fast just now, they must have something up their sleeves.

Yang Zhi immediately went to make arrangements.

The policeman let go.

“Is there an elevator?”

No matter what Li Boqi is thinking about. But there is no doubt that he will continue to help the Red Party secretly. At that time, Tianjin Wei will be in direct contact with the Eighth Route Army. Things obtained from Tianjin Wei can directly fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.

The desk is also very big. So are the seats.

The Japanese spy bit his tongue desperately. Then I realized something was wrong.

“Who is in charge of weapons and ammunition?”

Lin Beiqiu:? ? ?

"quick!"

One of the fastest policemen came up and held down the spy, prying his mouth open.

"what is that?"

Actually, Liu Huaihong is already quite old. He is also a veteran policeman for many years. It’s just that everyone is lost. The previous police station was very chaotic. It seems that an old scalper like him has no chance of getting ahead.

Other police officers reacted.

Choose by yourself.

He found that he simply thought too much.

Actually, Tianjin Wei is pretty good.

The so-called mahogany and so on, no one is hyping it for the time being. The price is that of ordinary solid wood. May be slightly more expensive. The main requirement is to be strong and durable. solid. Be big and imposing. So, all the sofas are big.

Zhang Yong:…

That Zhang Yong didn’t care about his life or death at all. Didn't take him seriously at all. The way he looked at him was like looking at an ant.

Oh my God, there really are Japanese spies! They are running away!

Obviously aware of the historical process, but unable to change...

Then take a photo.

Someone shouted loudly.

“Who is responsible for communicating?”

Speaking of which, Zhou Yuan usually keeps a low profile. They don’t look Japanese at all!

Mainly because I am not making enough money now. After taking over the police station, it hasn’t opened yet!

Li Boqi said that the top espionage officials have been replaced?

Doihara Kenji has brought in a group of new people? Then let’s see it!

"I…"

He felt there was no need to conceal his identity. They were all caught anyway. Exposed.

Zhang Yong ordered: "You are responsible for passing oral messages to others. Everyone will report back immediately. At nine o'clock the day after tomorrow, everyone will be called. Those who have not returned will be fired. Pack up and leave."

They actually ran away.

Even after the fall of Tianjin, Li Boqi will continue to stay here and continue to fight in hiding.

　What you earn as a police station can be spent on the police station...

They are not stupid.

"yes…"

"yes!"

Only a spy would be so nervous.

What is the difference between a worthless spy and an ant?

He bites his tongue. What’s the use except adding pain to himself? The other party is Zhang Yong. Not someone else. The other party captured as many as eight hundred spies, if not a thousand. In Tianjin Wei alone, how much does this spy himself know?

Looking at each other.

In fact, compared with the real military control business, he is still too benevolent.

At this time, the surrounding police officers looked at each other in shock.

“Since I forged it, why did you **** it away? Why did you still swallow it?”

Zhang Yong came to the dining hall. Found it to be very crude.

The place in Shanghai is too important, too conspicuous, and there are too many people competing for it. Li Boqi doesn’t have a deep enough background or a strong backing, so he can’t win it.

"No…"

Zhang Yong encouraged the other party. Keep biting!

Continue to bite. Just bite yourself to death. Too lazy for others to do it. If you die, go to the Jingguo Sacred Toilet.

At this time, two groups of people appeared. Each person was escorted.

“Has anyone brought home a gun?”

This spy is indeed very fanatical. Very unconvinced. With his mouth full of blood, he still stared at Zhang Yong fiercely.

But no spy can escape from his grasp.

“You are Japanese. Do you want to deny it?”

This Zhou Yuan has a problem.

“Tie all three of them under the flagpole, and hang a sign on each chest saying they are spies.”

He couldn't figure out whether it was good or bad for Fuxing Society to take over now.

“Spy!”

“Then take photos and publish them in the newspaper. I’ll pay for them.”

There is no need for it. Either way it lives or dies.

This Zhang Yong didn't make any arrangements and let the Japanese spy escape.

Seventy-nine. One-three-four. One-eight-six. Two-forty-nine

This Japanese spy wants to bite his tongue. He wants to bite off his tongue!

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Matt. This bastard. A proper spy, no doubt. Who would treat him like this except a spy? Only a spy would be so crazy.

　No one else ran away, but they ran very fast. Now he's talking nonsense again. I really think that we Chinese are all fools!

Sure enough, the two spies were shouting and they realized that something was wrong.

rice? No. Only steamed buns. They are all yellow. all natural. No additives. Absolutely healthy. But with natural steamed buns and boiled cabbage, you probably won’t be able to last long even if you eat five or six steamed buns in one meal.

Suddenly, two policemen jumped out of the team. Running away in all directions. Extremely fast. No one else responded.

Perhaps, from now on, Tianjin Wei will be Li Boqi’s territory.

As long as you are not a fool, you will choose the former.

Zhang Yong pursed his lips.

“I, I’m not Japanese.”

"ah…"

"yes!"

Carrots and sticks are always the most effective approach.

“What is the current standard for food expenses?”

Then swallow it hard. His eyes almost bulged out.

“He is a traitor. A traitor.”

Hope it’s a good thing!

"No."

Then inform the newspaper office. Arrange to see the newspaper tomorrow.

Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper.

"I…"

“Zhou Yuan…”

He believed that Zhang Yong could not find his own evidence.

"I'm not…"

Look at the food prepared. Not much meat. They're all Chinese cabbage. It's winter now. Only Chinese cabbage. There is no oil or water yet. It's just boiled cabbage.

Insufficient compared to the superior, more than inferior to the inferior.

“Is Zhou Yuan Japanese?”

“Spy!”

So, he firmly denied it.

Others may need confessions, information, etc. But Zhang Yong doesn't need it. Since the spy wants to die, let him commit suicide.

“Hold him down!”

"arrive!"

These days, solid wood sofas seem to be worthless. Because there are a lot of forests everywhere, wood is very cheap.

Fortunately, there is still a remaining Japanese spy...

He is actually standing in the front line and simply understanding the situation. When Li Boqi comes in the future, he will naturally follow up.

So depressed…

The Secretary is very happy.

Just now, this policeman was also involved in the excavation. Quite hard working.

Aren’t you extremely fanatical?

“Yang Zhi!”

“Spy!”

"take me!"

However, the other police officers were indifferent.

Zhang Yong continued to give instructions.

When everyone took a closer look, they saw that they were the two spies who had escaped before. They were recaptured. They were all **** like rice dumplings.

The remaining policemen were stunned.

“In this way, from now on, everyone’s monthly food expenses will increase to an ocean.”

While they were surprised, they were also dubious. Zhou Yuan is actually Japanese? How can it be?

The policeman also tried to subdue the Japanese spy, but Zhang Yong waved his hand to stop him.

This Fuxing Society Secret Service is originally like a Jinyiwei. You can kill it first and play it later. Or not played at all.

“Stand by my side.”

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Disobedience, spank, and go home.

Rubbish. Don't even dare to commit suicide. Despise you!

It turns out he didn’t run away!

Zhou Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the white paper. Then he quickly kneaded it into a ball and swallowed it into his mouth.

The spy cursed vaguely.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Yong frowned. Wink again.

A Japanese spy suddenly cursed in Japanese.

“In a moment, you go and get a thousand oceans for later use.”

It’s quite impressive. There are mahogany sofas inside. Heavy.

The beatings were made until the nose was bruised and the face was swollen, and the whole body was bruised and bruised, making it almost unrecognizable, and then the beatings stopped angrily.

“Wrong.”

Look. He is indeed very inconspicuous. He doesn't seem to be good at words either. I have always worked silently. The transport positions are the heaviest.

“Japanese?”

“One dollar per person per month.”

You should be able to eat a little bit of oil and water.

I don’t have a good life, and you little devils can’t enjoy it either.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Beiqiu was startled, thinking that Zhang Yong was going to kill someone on the spot.

Huh?

　Why didn’t the other party stop it?

Why did the other party look at him so coldly? Looks like you're watching a play?

"idiot!"

Suddenly, at the edge of the map, a red dot entered. It seems to be coming by car. Extremely fast. Go directly to the door of the police station.

On the first floor. The weapons depot is very large, covering two to three hundred square meters. But the number of weapons is small. There were just over a hundred rifles. Very shabby. More than a thousand rifle rounds. There are also more than thirty barge guns. Also very shabby. Hundreds of rounds of handgun ammunition. All that's left is the baton.

"yes."

Zhou Yuan was anxious.

Only then will he grab the list and devour it at all costs.

"He agreed to confess. That's why I gave him a happy life."

He is a real spy.

Nor interrogation.

“Yes.” The two old policemen replied hurriedly, and then started to work.

However, his voice was too small. So delicate. Not many people heard it at all.

“Liu Huaihong.”

He thought he was important and might be interrogated. Will be tortured. Therefore, he bit off his tongue reflexively. Show your perseverance.

Then send someone to develop the photos.

Actually, Zhang Yong could afford food expenses of two oceans per person per month. But it stands out too much. Not good.

“How much does it cost in terms of oceans?”

“Half an ocean? Probably not enough. Almost…”

"yes."

Those white oceans are temptation. His words were threats.

"yes."

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Go check the weapons and ammunition at the police station.

“Now, everyone, go back to your posts.”

The crowd rushed forward and beat the two men violently.

“I know some of you don’t like me. But it doesn’t matter.”

“Front page!”

To break the system, you can give me a few hundred J-6s. I will blow up the Yamato Hotel in the first wave...

The surrounding police immediately noticed something was wrong.

One ocean per person per month, that’s quite a lot.

“Spy!”

“Second floor.”

"What?"

Honestly speaking, it is much more luxurious and elegant than Li Boqi’s office in Shanghai.

“Another 1,000 copies of each newspaper will be given away for free. Nightclubs, dance halls, and foreign consulates will all be delivered for free. I will pay for the expenses.”

To be careless.

Hands.

Others are happy too.

Humiliated suicide, as if being watched by a monkey. Of course he couldn't stand it.

Zhang Yong came to the director's office.

However…

"Brothers, if the Fuxing Society kills me, it will be your turn next. Everyone, rise up and resist..."

Shaked at Zhou Yuan. There are indeed three names on it.

He came in through a very special channel. It was arranged by Cao Jianzhang himself. No one knows.

　To be too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

“He confessed to a list. There were three Japanese in the Tianjin Police Station. The names are here with me…”

Wu Liuqi pulled the rags out of the mouths of the two spies.