Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 634, Hammer, don’t come over here!

Shi Bingdao was frightened.

 Zhang Yong shook his hammer. What do you want to do?

This guy is simply too cruel!

 Carry hammers and sticks with you. Take action at the slightest disagreement.

It’s too cruel…

“Then you can go! The mission is completed!”

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 Horse. You kid is pretending to be stupid, right?

 There is no threat. It is stating a fact.

Definitely.

 It seems a bit heavy.

"I haven't seen it. Mr. Noya said I couldn't open it. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the order. I would have to commit seppuku."

 Pure pig iron casting. hard. Rusty. I don't know if there are rust stains or blood stains on it.

ten minutes…

The other party is really crazy...

"have no idea."

"came."

But…

 The most I can do is waste a little effort...

   “I said…”     “I said…”

“A suitcase that big can be put inside a locker?”

 Zhang Yong said casually.

 “Why did you get on the wrong bus? Just came to Shanghai?”

 “Say it.” Zhang Yong gestured to the Japanese spy.

 Zhang Yong said he heard it. But it seems I heard it wrong again.

Lift up the hammer and smash it down...

　　kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

finally…

 The Japanese invader's body suddenly straightened up.

 He wanted to resist.

Then…

 Look at the time silently.

 “Confess honestly!”

 It hurts.

 “Pig, Inodaichiro…”

Huh?

 Why is there blood on it?

 Definitely not a peer.

 The spy nodded desperately.

 Half an hour passed.

 “Sit down! I just got off the car.”

 Zhang Yong opened his eyes and looked at the spy.

If Zhang Yong had a stick or something like that on him, he would have discovered it long ago. He is a professional spy!

 “More than three hundred?”

result…

 “Send it to where?”

 Zhang Yong looked unmoved.

 “Chinese words. Chinese customs. Etc.”

 Close your eyes and rest your mind.

 No wonder Zhang Yong wanted to tell him to turn around.

"I don't know. I'm only responsible for delivering it." The spy quickly replied.

 “How many people are taking the assessment with you?”

Tie him up with ropes. Tied up one after another. To prevent the rope from breaking.

“It’s okay. The lockers at Chunxiang Theater are very big. There’s no problem even if one person is hidden in them.”

These curse words, hehe...

This Zhang Yong is a complete lunatic! It started out as such a cruel routine.

 Being plotted without any warning.

 But I felt nervous inside.

 Zhang Yong then took out the rag from his mouth.

 He had no idea who Zhang Yong was.

 It seems that during the time he left Shanghai, the Japanese invaders added a lot of spies!

  They should all be transferred back from other places. Or maybe they were transferred from China. Therefore, they are not very familiar with Shanghai Beach.

 Zhang Yong waved his hand.

 Zhang Yong then nodded.

"What?"

Well…

"where to put?"

"you…"

 Zhang Yong stuffed the spy's mouth with rags.

 Zhang Yong knocked out anyone at random, dragged him in, and then he was a spy. Then the spy actually confessed.

 “I don’t know. What mechanism?”

 It should be made of pig iron. So big. Still octagonal.

  The worst session. That means more than one session.

 And now I'm cuffed again.

 But in the end, I didn’t dare to say it.

 He only believes in science and does not believe in gods and gods. He believed there must be a secret in it. Maybe Zhang Yong used a cover-up trick.

 “You, what are you going to do?”

 Handcuffs.

Poor, my palm has been smashed into a **** mass.

 There are three to four hundred people in one session. If there are five sessions, there will be more than 1,500 people. If there were ten sessions…

 You can also hear the sounds of the Japanese spies struggling. The spy's feet almost dug two holes into the ground.

 Zhang Yong took over the book "Flowers in the Mirror".

 He refused to give in.

Then…

"Well…"

 I said my name is Zhang Yong! You haven't heard of it? You don't know me?

 It’s really smashed!

 Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

 “Hu Dahai.” The spy replied, “Who are you?”

 It is inferred that those trained are all Japanese spies. Can speak Chinese fluently.

 He is still more accustomed to standing.

Also good. This unexpected radio station was given to Shi Bingdao. They should come in handy.

 He will never give in easily. Unless you really can't bear it...

They are all from the Nogu family! It is said that there were five brothers.

 Don't move that hammer, don't move it...

 Place the radio station more important than your own life.

  He is just a little gangster!

Shanghai Beach is full of such little gangsters. Therefore, he was completely unguarded.

 It’s a bit tiring to hold.

Tragedy…

“Otherwise, I’ll smash all the bones in your body with a hammer.”

 Can't you just use a whip, pepper spray, and tiger stool to work in order? Finally use a soldering iron or something. Has anyone ever seen someone using a hammer directly?

 Amiable.

 Feeling so metaphysical.

"November…"

 “What do you want to know?”

 Does the other party know that he is Japanese? That's it...

  Reach for the hammer.

 “When did you come? How long have you been here?”

So he brought a stool and sat down.

 Pig field? This name is interesting.

Oh, maybe Japanese people think radio is not a big deal. Because they are never in short supply.

  Turning to look at Shi Bingdao.

 “I got on the wrong bus.”

 The Japanese spy spit out two words.

 Otherwise, I would not have succeeded in plotting so easily before. Knocked out with one blow.

Shi Bingdao:…

"Need not."

sky!

This Zhang Yong!

  Depressed.

**** it!

How did the other party plot against me?

 Is it made of bricks?

Obviously I didn’t see any weapons on the opponent’s body!

 Zhang Yong let go of his hand.

 Finished…

His eyes were as big as a brass bell. Bloodshot.

I also wanted to show off in front of Shi Bingdao, but failed...

 “What are you here for?”

Who knew that the other party would actually catch me!

 90.152.127.238

“Wei Boqiang. He asked me to deliver the goods. By the way, his Japanese name is Noya Tosaburo...”

 Having only been here two months, it’s normal to take the wrong bus. But he, a novice, can also carry a radio?

 “My name is Zhang Yong.” Zhang Yong said with kind eyes, “That’s the Zhang Yong.”

"name."

 Looks like it really hurts.

 “Chunxiang Theater.”

 “Put it in locker No. 33.”

This number is quite a lot.

I really want to say, can you put the hammer further away? I look scared...

“November last year. It’s been two months.”

 “Are you from the Sophora Agency?”

 “Have you never been to China before?”

 “Would you like to sit down and listen?”

 “Don’t even think about it!”

 “You’ve seen it all now. There’s a radio station.”

 Fainted to death!

"What content?"

"etc."

 Zhang Yong suddenly looked bad.

Hysterical roars.

 But, such a big hammer...

"when?"

The Japanese spy was also flustered.

 “Does it hurt?”

"me…"

 “Who is your boss? Who gave you the box?”

 It is estimated that the spy will take longer to calm down.

"what you do?"

 Zhang Yong heard a familiar name.

I feel it is too embarrassing for the Japanese Empire. How could he be afraid?

“Besides Notani Tosaburo, who else do you know?”

five minutes…

If a hammer hits your head, go directly to King Yama...

 He didn’t dare to look at it.

 No, I’m going to see Amaterasu.

 Mainly because of what happened just now, he has been around for a long time.

"yes…"

 “What Japanese name?” The Japanese spy pretended to be stupid.

 Tozaburo Notani…

 “What is this book for?”

 Is a hammer an instrument of torture? Yeah? Yeah?

 Can’t understand.

In no mood.

What we want is this simple and crude effect.

 Look at Shi Bingdao.

There is no trace of the temperament of his peers in Zhang Yong.

 Absolutely not!

 Only the red party would use the radio station as a treasure.

 “Then why don’t you take the car?”

real.

"What?"

The other party actually had handcuffs.

 Don’t come over here!

 The spy suddenly panicked.

 “It’s okay. Just keep talking.”

 Estimated to be at least twenty or thirty kilograms...

 “Bamboo field. Bamboo of bamboo. Bamboo.” The spy hurriedly defended.

Looking at Zhang Yong lifting such a heavy hammer...

 The spy shook his head desperately.

 You don’t have to confess.

 Failed to show off…

“I don’t know the details. But there are more than three hundred people.”

 The spy was anxious and angry. Face flushed.

 It’s so embarrassing to say.

 Pressing his palms to the bench…

So, here comes the question—

 Actually, Zhang Yong felt that this hammer was too kind. Not as powerful as a mace.

 It seems that this spy is indeed a novice.

"Then what?"

"take an exam."

 “I…” the Japanese spy muttered. Don't know where to start.

"I really do not know."

 “Have you not seen what’s inside the box?”

 I confess!

 I confess!

 “If you are willing to confess, just nod...”

"I don't know. I was assigned to work for Notani Tozaburo. If there is a situation, report it to him. He has a task and leaves it to me to execute."

"you…"

 “Name.” Zhang Yong asked indifferently.

"Assessment criteria?"

 In case I pick up a hammer again...

 The back of my head hurts so much...

 “Do you want to come here a second time?”

“I heard the instructor scold you, you three or four hundred people are all useless! You are the worst class I have ever taught!”

 “What?” The spy didn’t seem to understand.

 “Japanese name.” Zhang Yong put the hammer on the ground.

The whole person seemed like a mad lion, as if it was about to break the ropes.

The Japanese spy couldn't wait to scream out with trembling.

"what you do?"

 The spy looked at it curiously. It seems to be the first time I've seen it.

 “Aren’t you from the Huai Agency?”

very good. This spy is easy to deal with.

 The Japanese spies are doing their best and the situation is worrying!

 “Do you know what’s in the suitcase?”

 He will be stubborn for a while.

 Oh, it’s gnashing of teeth. The gums were bitten to pieces.

Shi Bingdao was also secretly frightened.

 But the sound can only echo in the throat. Can't scream at all. Because the mouth is blocked.

faint!

 Smashed down with such a big hammer...

 He actually has to explain his name, so he definitely doesn’t want to commit suicide.

 Such a big hammer!

 Even an idiot knows its ferocity.

“Who are you sending the radio to?” Zhang Yong asked.

  It’s really like meeting a colleague.

This cruel guy is so cruel...

“You got out of the car and walked this far?”

 “Two years ago.”

 He needs a good shake. Then explain it scientifically.

Then…

 Zhang Yong suddenly felt a very familiar feeling.

 Put the hammer back on the ground. Very heavy. A full thirty pounds.

If the other party doesn't confess, they will all be destroyed.

 The point is, I don’t know what Zhang Yong wants to hear.

"oh…"

Then…

“I’ll pass the test if I don’t show any flaws after living here for three months.”

etc…

 Don’t come over here!

Shi Bingdao shook his head.

"Who are you?"

 Zhang Yong suddenly said to the spy:

"you can go now."

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)