"I got the money!"

The target prisoner shouted subconsciously without much struggle.

Zhang Yong seemed to realize something, so he gestured quietly. Everyone immediately put on their hoods.

"idiot!"

Zhang Yong cursed coldly.

I wanted to say a few more words. I found that the situation was not right.

The Japanese he learned was very simple. He couldn't speak a few words.

"I got the money..."

"I got the money..."

The target prisoner chanted repeatedly, seemingly trying to please him.

Zhang Yong judged that the other party might have mistakenly recognized the person. Did he think he was Yingzuo Zhenzhao's person?

By the way, what does it mean to get money?

Was it Yingzuo Zhenzhao who asked them for money? Did he charge money for letting them out?

Damn it! This Ying Zuo really knows how to make money!

I'll let you out. Yes. But you have to pay.

I roughly counted the francs in the cloth pocket. It seemed to be about ten thousand.

According to the exchange rate at that time, it might be exchanged for two to three thousand U.S. dollars? How much it was, Zhang Yong didn't know. He was completely unfamiliar with the franc.

This Ying Zuo is so ruthless!

One costs ten thousand francs!

Thirty, that’s three hundred thousand francs!

Wouldn't that be tens of thousands of dollars?

He made a fortune!

Zhang Yong put the franc away and said coldly: "How much did you agree on before?"

"Three thousand dollars..." Prisoner Target answered cautiously.

Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly flashed.

Three thousand each.

Thirty. Ninety thousand?

He is indeed a Ying Zuo! His methods are ruthless!

You have to learn a little bit.

He thoughtfully took out a small notebook and a pen, and then asked: "What's your name?"

"Peng Damo..." the prisoner target replied.

Zhang Yong pretended to search in the notebook, as if he was looking for Peng Damo's name.

After a while, I seemed to have found it. Then I put a check mark. It seemed to be recorded.

"you can go now."

"yes……"

Peng Damo hurriedly turned around and left.

The secret resentment in my heart. What are the Japanese going to do?

Didn't it mean that each person could be released with only three thousand dollars? Why did he send someone to collect the money after he was released?

hateful!

I had just received 10,000 francs, and before I could warm myself up, they were snatched away again in the blink of an eye.

No credibility at all.

Ma De, I also took a small notebook to write it down for fear of omitting it.

And everyone is masked. Do you think you won’t be able to recognize you if you are masked? You also know that you have no face to see people, right?

The bastard Japanese are indeed worse than animals...

no.

I need to find a few people for help.

We must secretly do something to the Japanese...

Zhang Yong led his men and quietly followed the target.

What?

Bob?

Sorry. I'll go back later.

Now, Zhang Yong accidentally discovered a way to make a little money. He could also add some materials to Yingzuo Zhenzhao.

Don’t you want the released prisoners to work for you?

Okay, I'll help you follow them and then blackmail them to make them "loyal" to you.

Ha ha!

Zhang Yong is really good at destroying things.

After some operations, he ensured that the thirty targets, no, twenty-eight, would all pay tribute to the eighteenth generation of Yingzuo Zhenzhao's ancestors.

My previous judgment may have been wrong.

What Yingzuo Zhenzhao released may not be ordinary criminals.

Maybe they are all financially capable. Those who can afford three thousand US dollars as a "release fee". If they don't have the money, they will definitely not be able to get out.

So, what do these financially powerful prisoners do?

For example, this Peng Damo...

It should be some property in or outside the concession.

It would be fun if these people hated Yingzuo Zhenzhao behind their backs.

The target was seen entering a building without a house number and then disappearing. Two men in black were standing outside the building, seemingly looking out for the wind.

The map shows that there are many people gathered behind the red brick building. There is also a weapons sign.

Judging from his experience, it is probably a secret casino or something.

There are also map displays that confirm this.

Wave your hands.

Arrange actions.

First deal with the two lookouts.

Send two people to pretend to be passing by and then make a sudden move.

He pointed a gun at two men in black and ordered them to stop and raise their hands. Then others rushed forward.

Done.

Effortless.

After all, he is a professional.

Most people will become very honest in front of the black hole of a gun.

Enter. It is indeed an underground casino.

After a cursory glance, it's not an ordinary casino. The gamblers seem to have some identity?

good!

Great! There is oil and water in it!

Arrest them all one by one, and then use Yingzuo Zhenzhao's name to extract money.

Ha ha.

It's the Japanese asking you for money, not me.

If you have any grudges or complaints, go find Yingzuo Zhenzhao! It's best to kill him.

Ha ha!

Leading the team, they rushed in fiercely.

"Don't move!"
To be continued...