Dou Wanjiang actually had no choice.

As long as he wants to survive and doesn't want to harm other people, he can only choose Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong is strong enough.

Help him bear Chun Yuchi's case.

"All right!"

Dou Wanjiang reluctantly agreed.

Although it feels like more than ten years is indeed a very long time...

but……

"Here, contract."

"do you need?"

"Of course."

Zhang Yong looked serious.

Reminds me of the conversation between Wei Xiaobao and Chen Jinnan.

The smart people are already serving as officials in the court. We need stupid people to rebel.

When dealing with stupid people, you cannot reason. You must use religious forms of hypnosis. What about swearing? What about blood alliance? What about three swords and six holes...

Don't care if it's useful or not. Put them all together.

Soon, everything was ready.

Shame on blood.

Make an oath to God.

If you break your promise, you will never be reincarnated.

is that useful?

Of course there are. Although not many.

At least, if anything happens to Dou Wanjiang in the future, there will be one more reason to punish him.

This is called justice.

You swore an oath to protect my safety. But in the end, you betrayed me. Then you shouldn’t be cut to pieces?

This is called occupying the moral high ground.

good.

The ceremony is over.

Heal Dou Wanjiang's injuries.

Dou Wanjiang suffered internal injuries.

There is an internal infection. This is the most fatal.

Chinese herbal medicine can also cure it. But you need to find a legendary miracle doctor.

Obviously, such miraculous doctors are hard to come by. The divine dragon has its head but not its tail. It only happens once in a hundred years.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong brought a miracle doctor with him.

There are amoxicillin capsules! They are specially designed to treat infections. Take two capsules twice a day, and the effect is extraordinary.

"This is……"

"Magic medicine."

"Yeah?"

Dou Wanjiang was secretly curious.

It feels like Western medicine? But I have never seen it before.

Taking it obediently is equivalent to handing over your life to Zhang Yong. If it is poison.

Fortunately it's not poison.

After eating it, I felt nothing.

"Close the team!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Then, he went to occupy the Stypunk.

Because no shots were fired just now, Stypunk was intact. Not even the paint on the surface was scratched.

Good, good, very good.

Finally I have my own exclusive car.

From now on, I will take this car when I go in and out.

Luxurious, stylish, and thief has face.

What? The target is too obvious? Are you worried about someone attacking?

Nothing to be afraid of.

If there were Japanese invaders ahead, they would be able to detect them from 450 meters away.

If there are other gunmen in front, he can still detect them from 450 meters away.

Unless a sniper rifle is used from 450 meters away.

Or the murderer only has a knife.

so……

boarding!

I found that the oil was actually full and I could still drive a few hundred kilometers.

Simply perfect.

"Whose car is this?" Zhang Yong asked.

"It was stolen at the dock." Dou Wanjiang replied, "I don't know who it belongs to."

"Really?" Zhang Yong got out of the car.

Remove the license plate, throw it back into the hole you just dug, and bury it again.

Okay. This Stypunk has no ID card.

There is no license plate. What do you think? Look at the frame number? How can it be so professional?

Vehicles these days don't seem to have chassis numbers.

Besides, who am I? I am Zhang Yong. Who dares to come up and check my chassis number?

Asked where the car came from, the answer was that it came from a captured Japanese spy.

You said this car is yours. That's a coincidence. You are a spy! It's you I want to catch!

curious.

Whose car is it?

But I don’t care too much. Never mind it. There are so many rich people on the beach.

People like Du Yuesheng and Huang Huangrong are actually gang members. The real rich people are not them. They are the chaebols behind various banks.

For example, in this wave of fiat currency exchange, some people are definitely making a lot of money.

Forcibly collect the silver coins from the people with legal currency, and concentrate the silver coins into their own hands to become hard currency.

At that time, the legal currency will depreciate crazily. You can directly earn the difference.

Now one silver dollar is exchanged for one legal tender. In 40 years, one silver dollar is exchanged for one hundred legal tender. It may be more.

In just three or four years, the legal currency depreciated more than a hundred times. Private wealth was almost wiped out by capital.

Mud...

I can't be taken advantage of like this.

You must not let the silver dollars in your hands go out. You have to find a way to get some.

If you don't catch it, you won't catch it.

If you don't get it yourself, it will be an advantage for others.

Unfortunately, I am just a small person and cannot search through regular channels. I have to think of some evil ways...

Oh, money, money, where is my money?

drive.
To be continued...