"Rub..."

"So unqualified..."

"I'm really your second uncle..."

Zhang Yong held the microphone angrily.

Reluctant to put it back.

It feels so good to be someone else's second uncle.

The key is, this is not fake! This is real. Haha. So cool.

People around:...

Puzzled.

I can't understand Zhang Yong's excitement.

The second uncle or something has to be recognized by others! What's the use of not recognizing it?

After a long time, Zhang Yongcai put down the microphone and said,

It seems that if my grandson is disobedient, he needs to be spanked hard.

Go back to the Yuan Mansion and study it carefully.

I found that the people inside were all cowering and unwilling to come out.

They are not stupid. They know that there is an ambush outside and they will die if they come out. So they resist stubbornly.

It is impossible to attack by force.

If we attack forcefully, we will inevitably pay heavy casualties.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other and felt that an opportunity had come.

This Zhang Yong was so happy that he just encouraged him to launch a strong attack. Then he lost his troops and generals...

"Shaolong..."

"What's up?"

"I suggest you go in at night when it's dark and deal with the Yuan Mansion in one fell swoop. This will avoid a long night of nightmares."

"tonight?"

"Yes! Tonight!"

"But it's difficult to attack by force!"

"If you can't attack by force, you can outwit them."

"Outwit?"

Zhang Yong said to himself.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

Then he stood up and patted Tong Tiangong on the shoulder, "As expected of the resourceful Third Master, I have thought of a way."

"What method?" Tong Tiangong was confused. He felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Yi Ming. Help me answer the call at Baohua Building."

"Baohua Building?"

"Yes. Baohualou. Just say I am Zhang Yong from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service. Anyone among them can answer the call. It's best to be Yuan Wenhui."

"clear!"

Luo Yiming immediately went to arrange a phone call.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other. Neither of them expected what Zhang Yong was going to do.

In fact, Zhang Yong himself didn't know what to do. He just wanted to make a phone call. He was now Yuan Wenhui's second uncle, so he had to show off.

Will anyone answer the phone at Baohua Building?

there must be.

Why?

Because he is Zhang Yong. His name is a golden sign. Even the Japanese dare not ignore it.

Sure enough, Luo Yiming came back soon and reported that someone had answered the phone.

Zhang Yong then walked over, picked up the microphone, and said loudly and straight to the point: "I am Zhang Yong, who are you? Tell me your name!"

The other party was silent for a moment and then responded coldly, "Mr. Zhang, what do you want to do?"

"Rat! Don't you even dare to reveal your own name?" Zhang Yong responded unceremoniously, "I have become a traitor. I feel that I have insulted my ancestors and dare not use my real name to show others? Bah! Let's find someone with courage.

!I am Zhang Yong! Zhang Yong from the Secret Service of Fuxing Society! A man will not change his name in business, but he will not change his surname in office. Get out of here!"

"I am Yuan Wenhui!" Finally, the other party replied gloomily.

"Oh, you are Yuan Wenhui!" Zhang Yong suddenly laughed, "I was just looking for you!"

"What do you want from me?"

"I want to tell you right away that I am your second uncle..."

"Son of a bitch! You're looking for death!"

"I just accepted Yu Canghai as my teacher. Yu Canghai is three levels higher than you, and I am two levels higher than you. Who am I if I'm not your second uncle?"

"go away!"

Yuan Wenhui gritted his teeth and became extremely angry.

I thought Zhang Yong was going to negotiate with him. Unexpectedly, the other party came up directly and called himself the second uncle!

Suddenly he became extremely irritable.

No one can accept such teasing!

In Tianjin Wei, except for the Japanese, no one else dared to talk to him like this.

Zhang Yong...

Who do you think you are?

"Hey, you don't admit it? Then I'll be angry! I'll go find your master Bai Shisheng!"

"You...what exactly do you want to do?"

Yuan Wenhui was anxious and angry.

The other party actually moved all Bai Shisheng out?

hateful!

He is a disciple of Bai Shisheng.

Bai Shisheng is indeed two levels below Yu Canghai.

Usually no one pays attention to such trivial matters. Yu Canghai is not a big shot either.

There are some old monsters that no one cares about at all. No matter how senior they are, what's the use.

Bahuhu couldn't get on the stage either. So, he didn't worry about it at all.

Who would have thought that one day, Zhang Yong would actually bring this matter out and publicize it widely!

Really...

I really want to cut him into eight pieces, chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

Unfortunately not.

This Zhang Yong is difficult to deal with.

The Japanese also suffered heavy losses continuously under his hands.

Even dozens of Japanese military police were killed. Now the Japanese hate him to the core, but there is nothing they can do.

Can't catch the opponent.

Can't kill the opponent.

What's the use of just scolding someone? The other person won't lose a piece of flesh.

Were there few people? We were killed in counter-attack.

There must be a lot of people, and the other party has already run away. In a flash, he doesn’t know where he went.

No, Yoshiko Kawashima has just suffered another loss.

Everyone expressed great sympathy.

Zhang Yong killed more than a dozen of the masters transferred from Xinjing by Yoshiko Kawashima. They had no temper at all.

Because those so-called masters couldn't even catch Zhang Yong's tail.
To be continued...