Chapter 446: The Great Universe Shift

"Shit...'

'What bad manners...'

'I'm really your second uncle...'

Zhang Yong took the microphone with a sulky expression.

He didn't want to put it back.

It felt really good to be someone's second uncle.

The key point was that this was not fake! It was real. Haha. It was so cool.

The crowd around him: ...

unable to understand.

They cannot understand Zhang Yong's excitement.

Second uncle or whatever, it has to be recognised by others! What's the point of not being recognised?

After a long time, Zhang Yong finally put down the microphone,

it seems that the grandson is not listening, and he has to be spanked hard.

Back to the side of the Yuan mansion. Study it carefully.

They found that everyone inside was hiding. They didn't want to come out.

They were not stupid. They knew there was an ambush outside, and if they came out, they would die. So they put up a stubborn resistance.

A frontal assault is out of the question.

If they do, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other and felt that the opportunity had come.

This Zhang Yong is so ambitious, just the person to encourage him to launch a frontal assault. And then lose soldiers and horses...

'Shaolong...'

'Yes?'

'I suggest we go in at night while it's dark. We can take down the Yuan residence in one fell swoop. Before there's more trouble.'

'Tonight?'

'Yes! Tonight!'

'But an assault is difficult!'

'If an assault doesn't work, we can outsmart them.'

'Outsmart them?'

Zhang Yong muttered to himself.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

Then he stood up and patted Tong Tiangong on the shoulder, 'As expected of the resourceful Third Boss, I've got an idea.'

'What is it?' Tong Tiangong was at a loss. He had a vague feeling that something was amiss.

'Yiming. Get me the Baohua Building on the phone.'

'Bao Hua Lou?'

'Yes. Bao Hua Lou. Tell them I'm Zhang Yong from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service. Tell whoever answers the phone. Yuan Wenhui would be best.'

'Understood!'

Luo Yiming immediately went to arrange the phone call.

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other. Neither of them had any idea what Zhang Yong wanted to do.

In fact, Zhang Yong himself didn't know what to do. He just wanted to make a phone call. He was now the second eldest of Yuan Wenhui's family, and he had to show off.

Would anyone answer the phone at Baohua Building?

Of course they would.

Why?

Because he was Zhang Yong. His name was a gold-painted signboard. No Japanese would dare not answer.

Sure enough, Luo Yiming soon returned, reporting that someone had answered the phone.

Zhang Yong then walked over, picked up the receiver, and said loudly and to the point, 'I am Zhang Yong, who are you? State your name!'

The other person was silent for a moment. Then he coldly responded, 'Zhang, what do you want?'

'You rat! Are you afraid to even tell me your name?' Zhang Yong shot back unceremoniously. "Or are you a traitor who feels ashamed of your ancestors and dares not show your real name to people? Pah! Send someone with some guts! This is Zhang Yong! Zhang Yong from the Secret Service Agency of the Restoration Society! A real man never changes his name or his surname. Now get lost!'

'I'm Yuan Wenhui!" Finally, the other person replied in a gloomy voice.

'Oh, so you're Yuan Wenhui!' Zhang Yong suddenly beamed, 'I was just about to look for you!'

'What for?'

'I wanted to be the first to tell you that I'm your second uncle...'

'You son of a bitch! You're looking for death!'

'I just became Yu Canghai's disciple. Yu Canghai is three levels above you, and I'm two levels above you. Who am I if I'm not your second uncle?'

'You...get out!'

Yuan Wenhui gritted his teeth. He was furious.

He had thought Zhang Yong was going to negotiate with him. But no, the other guy just came right out and called himself his second uncle!

He was furious.

No one could accept such mockery!

In Tianjin, apart from the Japanese, no one else dared to speak to him like that.

Zhang Yong...

What kind of person are you?

"Hey, you're not admitting it? That makes me angry! I'll go find your master, Shiraishi Shō!'

'What... what do you want?'

Yuan Wenhui was both anxious and furious.

How dare the other party bring up Bai Shisheng?

Damn it!

He was Bai Shisheng's disciple.

It was true that Bai Shisheng was two levels lower in seniority than Yu Canghai.

No one normally paid attention to such trivial matters. Yu Canghai was no big deal either.

Some old monsters were never taken seriously. What use was seniority?

Ba Laohu was also beneath contempt. So, he didn't take it personally at all.

Who would have thought that one day, Zhang Yong would suddenly bring this up? And he's making a big deal out of it, broadcasting it to the world!

Really...

I want to tear the other person apart. Chop them up and feed them to the dogs.

Unfortunately, I can't.

This Zhang Yong is not someone to be trifled with.

The Japanese have suffered greatly at his hands.

Even dozens of Japanese military policemen have been killed. Now the Japanese hate him to the bone, but there's nothing they can do about it.

They can't catch him.

You can't kill him.

What's the point of just shouting abuse at him? It won't hurt him.

If there are few people, they will be killed.

If there are many people, he will have already fled. He will just disappear.

Just now Kawashima Yoshiko suffered a setback.

Everyone feels very sorry for her.

The experts Kawashima Yoshiko transferred from Xinjing were killed by Zhang Yong, more than ten of them. They don't have any spirit left.

Because those so-called experts couldn't even catch Zhang Yong's tail.

They were also scared. They no longer had the confidence to deal with Zhang Yong. Now that they knew Zhang Yong was at Yuan Gongguan, Kawashima Yoshiko didn't even mention it.

She was worried that Yuan Gongguan was another trap.

She thought it was a piece of fat meat. But it turned out to be a pit. Once you fall in, a large number of people will die again.

She hated Zhang Yong, but there was nothing she could do. She could only bear it.

'Be good and call your second elder!'

'Go to hell!'

'Hey, you don't have any respect for your elders, do you?'

'Go to hell!'

Yuan Wenhui hangs up angrily.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, what bad manners!

Hanging up on an elder!

Really...

He hangs up the receiver angrily.

He contemplates the small white dot inside the Yuan mansion in silence. There is no chance for now.

It is getting late.

Another boring day has passed.

Alas, today seems to have been a total wash. I feel sluggish all over.

I need to get some excitement to cheer me up...

'The people in the Yuan Mansion are unlikely to come out for a while.'

'Right!'

'What are the Yuan Wenhui's properties?'

'Many.'

'The more lucrative ones.'

'Fuli Palace.'

'Okay, let's go to Fuli Palace!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

It's good that you're hiding inside your shell and not coming out.

I'll go outside and chop off your arms and legs to see if you come out. If you don't, there won't be any more properties outside.

Also, do the Japanese invaders in Baohua Building want to come out?

If they do, they may be ambushed.

If they don't, it will be lively outside. It's annoying to watch.

Haha...

It's a simple arrangement.

Yu Lexing is in charge of continuing to keep an eye on Yuan Mansion with his men.

Zhang Yong and Cao Mengqi go to Furong Palace.

They rush to Furong Palace.

This is a very high-end cabaret.

A deformed society, deformed industries. But it's very profitable. It can be said to be making a fortune.

Of course, without a deep background, it would definitely not be able to continue operating. When Yuan Wenhui first came to power, he relied on smashing and looting other people's territory to get to the top.

To talk about Yuan Wenhui's dark history, five million words would not be enough.

If it were a campaign to eliminate evil in later generations, he would have been shot at least 800 times. However, in this sick society, he thrived like a fish in water.

Look at the time, it's ten o'clock at night. The Furong Palace is at its liveliest. People come and go, non-stop.

Batao also brought people with him. They were the old soldiers from the Northeast Army.

Zhang Yong gave them some of the rifles. He also issued bullets. Some of the captured revolvers were also issued.

Bullets?

It seems that there is space to carry them.

There's more after you take it. Every time, they can provide a few hundred rounds.

There are all kinds of models.

As long as you have a gun, it can provide the corresponding bullets.

The quantity is not large. But it's enough for small-scale conflicts.

After all, they are not facing the regular army of the Japanese invaders, and having a dozen rounds of bullets per gun is more than enough.

'Shaolong!'

'Shaolong!'

Of course, the two Japanese spies Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi could not possibly give up such a good opportunity. They definitely followed. Along the way, they were especially sweet-talking.

They expressed their approval of Ba Laohu's plan to let Zhang Yong take over as the head of Tiexianquan. They raised their hands and feet in approval.

They didn't dare oppose it either!

If they opposed Zhang Yong, how could they entice him to jump into the trap in the future?

So, both of them were very positive.

The result was...

The head, the third in command, and the fourth in command all strongly supported it.

Zhang Yong...

Shit, does this count as forcing one's way into a gang?

I'm the leader of the secret service division of the Fuxing Society, the future director of the Air Force General Staff Department's intelligence division, and I'm going to become king?

Forget it, we'll talk about this later. It's not impossible to keep your feet in several boats...

'Big brother, let's go somewhere to eat.'

'You guys go ahead. I'll keep an eye on the Furong Palace.'

'No need to keep an eye on it. We'll move again at 3am.'

'Why?'

'There'll be more money then.'

'You...'

Bata Tiger was speechless.

This younger brother of his just had a low level of awareness.

He is obviously a capable person, but all day long he is preoccupied with money.

What a waste.

He should have loftier ambitions.

I took him on as a disciple in place of his master, so I must constantly educate him and help him.

He should be doing great things, not wallowing in drink, women and wealth all day long. Mr Qu's divination last night showed that Zhang Yong is no ordinary person.

According to Mr Qu's divination, Zhang Yong is a person with great fortune!

So I waited patiently.

Zhang Yong had money in his hands, so he went directly to the hotel and asked everyone to rest. One-stop service for meals and showers.

He went to bed himself.

The system map has a reminder function, so he was not afraid of enemies approaching.

He slept until after 2am. Get up. Get ready to move. The others also got up early.

They couldn't contain their excitement.

Especially the veterans of the Northeastern Army. This was their first time participating in an official operation. Many of them were gripping the guns in their hands, wanting to do well.

When they left the hotel, they noticed that the number of guests entering and leaving the Furong Palace was gradually decreasing.

Good. It was almost time.

The Furong Palace should have made a lot of money tonight. It was the perfect time to make a big move and pocket all the money.

The plan was simple.

The operation was simple.

Cao Mengqi would lead the attack from the front.

It was not necessary to charge in. They only needed to put pressure on the guards.

When the guards are under pressure, they will definitely transfer the floating wealth immediately. Zhang Yong and the others will ambush them from behind. Let the floating wealth walk right into the trap. Once they have the money, they will immediately walk away smartly.

'I'll go guard the side door,' said Ba Laohu, 'and make sure that none of them escape.'

'No. Forget the side door, just guard the secret door,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

'What secret door?'

'There are two secret doors in the Palace of Wealth and Luxury.'

'How do you know?'

'The third and fourth bosses told me in secret.'

'Us?'

Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other.

Us?

When?

We didn't say anything!

What secret...

Hey, don't falsely incriminate...

There are two secret doors in the Furong Palace? How would I know?

They were about to speak, but Zhang Yong stopped them.

He said,

'Ha ha. You two are the ones who snitched. I'll tell Yuan Wenhui in a moment. Haha.

You two will be blamed for everything.

In fact, he discovered it from studying the system map.

It's a real 3D map. If you study it in depth, you can discover many secrets.

Not only are there two secret doors in the Furong Palace, there is also a secret passage.

This secret passage leads to the Yuan residence.

Amazing, isn't it?

It's a very long tunnel. It's three kilometres long.

However, there's a section in the middle that runs through the sewers. I don't know if the Germans built it.

If they did, there might even be engineers and spare parts buried inside. Haha.

Wave your hands.

Move out!

Cao Mengqi leads a frontal assault.

Zhang Yong leads a group to block the secret door. Ba Laohu blocks the other one.