"found it!"

"found it!"

Chen Hai's voice came.

Then, Chen Hai came over with a red umbrella.

Very exquisite.

If it were done by a woman, it might look pretty good.

but……

Unfortunately, he is a man!

Zhang Yong involuntarily took two steps back, staying farther away from the opponent.

Although he is greedy for money and lustful, his good thing is that he is a womanizer, not a man. Thinking that this unlucky guy might be Long Yangjun, I suddenly get goosebumps all over my body.

"Lu Hai!"

"arrive!"

"Pull him outside, let him soak in the rain and calm down."

"I do not need……"

"Look at how arrogant you are. You're calling me again and again. Why don't you have a fever?"

"me……"

"Pull out!"

Lu Hai immediately pulled the bad guy out.

He was tied to a lamppost at the door and let him soak in the rain. Just in time, the rain became heavier and he was drenched happily.

Zhang Yong stood at the door of the small bungalow, looking at the unlucky rain.

Yes. This kind of weather is very suitable to make the other party sober up. By the way, wash it a little bit. Mader. Death Longyang. Unlucky!

Suddenly, a yellow dot appeared on the edge of the map and meandered towards this side.

Soon after, the target appeared. It was Li Yuanqing, driving two cars and leading seven patrol officers.

Seeing the situation inside the small bungalow, Li Yuanqing ordered the car to stop.

He got off the car and stood in the rain.

When I saw it was Zhang Yong, I was immediately confused. What was this guy doing by tying someone up at the door? Deliberately torturing him?

"Zhang Yong, what are you..."

"It's okay, I was joking with a friend."

"What?"

"Come on, come in and take a look!"

Zhang Yong asked Li Yuanqing to come in, then forcibly pressed Li Yuanqing's shoulders and led him up to the second floor.

The French currency and francs in the wardrobe on the second floor were almost motionless.

Just in time for Li Yuanqing to visit.

My colleagues also secretly scolded me.

Hehe. Show off. My ability to make money is very strong...

"do what?"

"Open your eyes."

"What?"

Li Yuanqing didn't know why.

Until he was pushed to the second floor by Zhang Yong and saw a mountain of French currency.

"ah?"

Li Yuanqing was immediately stunned.

Oh my god, there are so many fiat currencies. They are the latest ones issued.

A conservative estimate is that there are at least hundreds of thousands. Maybe even millions. Who has stored so many fiat currencies here? The one down there that is getting rained on?

Japanese spy?

Zhang Yong seems to be specialized in catching Japanese spies.

Damn it, Japanese spies actually have so much money. Are they crazy? How come they have so much money?

"Who is that guy?"

"This is the guy who published negative news about Minister He in foreign newspapers."

"Yeah?"

"Come and take whatever you want. We'll have a share when we meet."

"I……"

Li Yuanqing hesitated.

Take it casually? Anyone who meets you will get a share? Is there such a thing?

How about being so generous...

As a result, Zhang Yong casually picked up a stack of 100 coins and stuffed them into Li Yuanqing's arms. "If you don't take it, it's free. You'll have to hand it over in the end anyway,"

When Li Yuanqing heard this, he was right. If he didn't take it, he would turn it over later.

To whom it should be handed over is, of course, the reactionaries.

That's absolutely not possible...

"Then I won't be polite."

"Please take good care of me from now on. You are the boss in the concession."

"Easy to say."

"Try to get as much as you can! You still have a few brothers with you!"

"Rest!"

Li Yuanqing nodded.

Convenient for others. Convenient for yourself. A win-win situation.

The patrol officers he brought along will naturally have an easier time doing things in the future if they benefit from Zhang Yong.

After all, we are all Chinese, and it is up to everyone to decide what happens in the concession.

"Get more..."

"Get more..."

Zhang Yong brought a cloth bag and filled it full for Li Yuanqing.

The denominations I selected were all 20 and 50. It was difficult to find the denominations that were too large and inconvenient to use. The patrol officers were already happy with the 20 each.

Li Yuanqing will handle the rest by himself. It is best to take it back to fund the organization.

They must be very short of money right now...

"Thanks!"

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong and Li Yuanqing came downstairs.

Zhang Yong ordered the unlucky man to be untied, brought back, and wiped clean of the rainwater.

Li Yuanqing's expression changed. Zhang Yong knew there was something going on.

"Oh? Do you know him?"

"he……"

Li Yuanqing was about to speak but stopped.

Zhang Yong raised his foot and kicked the bad guy over, then kicked him into the muddy water at the door again. He fell like a mud cow.

Li Yuanqing said: "His name in the concession is Cui Jianwei..."

"Really?" Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Chen Hai pulled Cui Jianwei up and dragged him back, preparing to continue being kicked.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong followed up with another kick, hitting the opponent's stomach.

Not an interrogation.
To be continued...