Isn't it a trap?

"What? You have more fat sheep to offer?"

"No more. No more."

Ke Shourong answered hurriedly.

He didn't realize there was anything wrong with his words.

In fact, there is none!

He just wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

However, his words sounded to Junjiro Koiso that he was betrayed by Ke Shourong.

Because there are more in Chinese, it must mean that there have been before.

Who was the fat sheep before? Of course it was Junjiro Koiso. Therefore, he was definitely betrayed by Ke Shourong.

idiot!

This damn bastard!

When I get out, I must cut him into pieces! Then make him into tempura!

So, the question is, he must get out alive.

If you die, it's over.

so……

"I, Qin Shihuang, give money!"

"How many?"

"fifty thousand."

"Baga! Impossible! Fifty thousand yen, absolutely impossible!"

"I'm talking $50,000!"

"idiot!"

Junjiro Koiso was immediately furious.

Fifty thousand dollars?

You might as well go and grab it!

etc……

The other party seems to be grabbing it.

A man is a swordsman and I am a fish. He must first save his life.

Now, he felt like half of his head no longer belonged to him. When he spoke, his mouth was filled with blood.

"I can think of a way..."

Junjiro Koiso forced himself to accept the reality.

After all, he is the military attache of the embassy. He is very familiar with the situation in China. He knows that the consequences of resistance will be to break up the vote.

It seems to be the word tearing the ticket. The meaning of tearing the ticket is to tear him apart.

To put it bluntly, it is dead and dead.

"You can call for help." Zhang Yong said slowly, "If you don't have money, you can provide me with a bigger fat sheep."

"I'm calling..." Junjiro Koiso felt that he still had hope of survival.

"Who are you going to call?"

"Consulate General in Shanghai."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Consul General Akiyama Shigekui."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

This little Iso Junjiro is really a flexible person.

He did not find his local companions in Jinling. Instead, he called the Consulate General in Shanghai. He chose to go far away because he probably didn't want anyone to know about it.

very good.

As long as he has a request, that's fine.

It happened that Zhang Yong had something to discuss with Akiyama Shigekui.

There is no telephone in the empty house. You have to go out to make a call. Naturally, the closer the better.

Zhang Yong turned to look at Zeng Guangyuan, "Where is the phone nearby?"

"To the east, east. Walk a few dozen feet and there is a Western restaurant. There is a telephone inside."

"good."

Zhang Yong casually grabbed a bundle of French currency and threw it to Zeng Guangyuan.

Zeng Guangyuan:???

What's going on? Are you throwing money at me again?

Wow! This Zhang Yong!

Really...

I hurriedly reached out to catch it, but another bundle came crashing down on me. I hurriedly caught it.

Another bundle...

Another bundle...

"This place is no longer safe." Zhang Yong said casually, "You should change your place to live! The Japanese will retaliate against you!"

After that, he took Junjiro Koiso out.

Ten bundles of 5-yuan legal currency were all thrown at Zeng Guangyuan. Haha.

don't want?

Hum, you have to take what I give you even if you don’t want it!

Take out your little notebook and register them first. When you meet those red bosses later, take stock of them one by one.

Hehe. The committee members like to keep diaries. I like to keep small notebooks.

We all have a bright future...

Bah bah bah, where did you think you were going?

Put a black hood on Junjiro Koiso's head. Then Zhang Yong took off the hood himself.

Anyway, the purpose is to prevent Junjiro Koiso from seeing him and discovering his true identity. This guy has probably seen his photo.

Everything was ready. We arrived at the western restaurant. There happened to be no one around. We took out a 10-yuan French currency.

Junjiro Koiso couldn't wait to call.

Of course he spoke in Japanese.

Zhang Yong sat down next to him, too lazy to listen.

He is not afraid of Junjiro Koiso making trouble. At most, it will just be a vote.

Silently monitor the map.

There were a few red dots moving around, but they had nothing to do with him.

There are quite a lot of Japanese in and out of Yuanyang Lake. I guess there must be a lot of traitors bribed by them.

He looked around aimlessly. Suddenly, his eyes flashed.

I saw a tram stop sign.

Huh?

Tram No. 107?

Zhang Yong's eyebrows suddenly rose. Something was discovered.

It turns out that Tram No. 107 actually passes by Yuanyang Lake! There are so many Japanese spies hiding here...

Almost most of the shopkeepers are hidden spies.

If they were to be arrested, at least one regiment of military police would have to be mobilized to arrest them all.

That would create a lot of noise. It is definitely not something he, Zhang Yong, can control.

The last time there was such a big movement on Huangshi Road, it was a joint operation between the Military Police Headquarters and the Police Headquarters, with the tacit approval of the Attendant's Office.
To be continued...