Now Pang Yu walks with wind and his face is full of radiance.

"The spy did not confess."

"Definitely. It's not possible to ask directly."

"Then what can you do?"

"Keep catching."

"What about the ones we caught before? Don't care?"

"Never mind. Just deal with it as you like."

"Kill them all?"

"You can also keep it. Ask the Japanese invaders for ransom later."

"this……"

Zhao Guanglin was about to speak but stopped.

He didn't like the word ransom very much.

The smell of money is too strong.

The same goes for Zhang Yong. Whether true or false, this guy smells too coppery.

revolution……

Don't mix it with the smell of copper.

Otherwise, it is tarnishing the sacred faith. Money will corrode people's faith.

Oh, does Zhang Yong have faith?

"I believe in money."

Zhang Yong gave a straightforward answer.

then……

Zhao Guanglin said he had never asked.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong's expression changed. He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

A woman comes in.

A very beautiful woman with a slim figure and long hair.

Wearing a black windbreaker and black leather boots, he looks a bit sassy.

She has a face with oval seeds and eyebrows, and is a bit strong.

Zhang Yong:……

His eyes always follow the beautiful woman.

Zhao Guanglin saw it. He shook his head and said nothing. This Zhang Yong had his lustful habit again. He became obsessed with beauty when he saw it.

Alas, these are all bad habits!

If it were an organization, people like him would definitely be required to write an inspection. It must be more than 5,000 words. It should be an in-depth inspection. Otherwise, they may be warned and punished.

not kidding……

The party organization will never tolerate such a scoundrel!

However, he did not notice that Zhang Yong looked at the beautiful woman with some strange eyes.

He recognized this woman.

Zhang Yong recognized her as soon as she appeared.

Mei Wanjun!

That woman! The woman who took his suitcase!

At that time, he only saw her back and not her front. However, everything about her was deeply imprinted in his mind.

This was the first time he was taught how to behave by people in society.

In other words, it was the first time he was severely beaten by others. It made him realize the dangers of society.

Fortunately, he swallowed all the contents of the suitcase in advance. Nothing was left. Otherwise, he would definitely burst into tears.

Fifty thousand dollars!

Fifty thousand pounds!

And fifty large gold bars!

What? There aren’t that many? Get out of here! I say there is, there is!

Anyway, it is impossible for Mei Wanjun to go to Meng Chaowei to verify. It is also impossible to go to other people in the Fuxing Society to verify. Even if it is verified, it will be useless.

Zhang Yong said there is, so there is.

Fifty thousand dollars! Fifty thousand pounds! Fifty large gold bars! Not one less!

Mei Wanjun walked in quickly carrying a suitcase.

Zhang Yong silently inspected the map. There were weapon symbols inside.

At first, Zhang Yong didn't pay special attention.

I thought they were police officers on patrol, or agents on a mission. It wouldn't be surprising if they were armed.

Unexpectedly, it was Mei Wanjun.

She actually carries a weapon!

There are actually weapons in her suitcase. That's funny.

What is she going to do?

Why would she risk going out in public carrying a weapon?

This is very dangerous.

Once inspected, it was discovered that there were weapons inside...

Silently watching Mei Wanjun come in, walk to the side of a middle-aged man, quietly put down the suitcase, and then continue walking forward.

The middle-aged man pretended that nothing happened, as if he didn't see it.

The handover between the two was very calm and did not attract anyone's attention, including Zhao Guanglin, an underground party member.

Zhao Guanglin didn't notice that Mei Wanjun had already put down the suitcase and was about to complete the transfer.

It happened to be at this time that Zhang Yong took action.

He wants to cut off his beard.

You snatched my suitcase first. Now, I'll snatch yours.

This is called a gentleman's revenge, and it is never too late in ten years.

Zhang Yong stood up calmly but very quickly, walked to the middle-aged man, lowered his head, and took away the suitcase.

Middle-aged man:???

what's the situation?

Suddenly, his expression became serious.

But he saw Zhang Yong pull out a Browning pistol. The black muzzle was pointed at him.

The middle-aged man immediately fell silent.

He watched Zhang Yong carry the suitcase away. He was extremely anxious inside, but he didn't dare to show it on the outside.

Mei Wanjun, who was about to walk out of the door, suddenly realized something was wrong.

There is someone behind you.

Damn it!

It's him!

She immediately felt something was wrong.

She hurriedly turned around and saw Zhang Yong smiling at her.

Then, he quickly returned to his seat and put the suitcase under his desk.

From now on, even Daluo Jinxian cannot take it away.

Mei Wanjun:???

He looked at the middle-aged man quickly.

Immediately, the middle-aged man stood up, put down three banknotes, and left quickly.

Mei Wanjun was hesitant.

She couldn't just leave like this.

There was something very important in the box. She couldn't let it go.
To be continued...