Chapter 472: Guarding Heaven in Hell

"Huh? Chepolov?'

'Why is this guy here?'

'He's teamed up with Wang Zhulin?'

Zhang Yong was puzzled.

He saw Chepolov through the binoculars.

Of course, his memory of this Russian was very clear. This guy had framed him.

The reward of 100,000 US dollars has not been cancelled yet!

Someone is definitely still eyeing Zhang Yong's head.

If he's not careful, he could lose his life.

That's 100,000 US dollars!

How could Zhang Yong not bear a grudge?

He thought that this guy's fake death was some kind of conspiracy, but he never expected that he would actually come to Tianjin.

He immediately sensed a conspiracy.

He judged that Chepolov was up to something big.

Wang Zhulin's identity became even more complicated.

And then there's Wang Manyuan. Just who is she? Is she really just a Japanese puppet?

It seems unlikely that the Russians and Japanese would cooperate.

Even the old Russian aristocrats who fled to Japan are treated with extreme suspicion. They are treated as enemies.

After all, during the Russo-Japanese War, the Japanese shed a great deal of blood on Hill 203. 60,000 people died. Both armies were crippled.

The commander, Nogi Maresuke, lost both of his sons.

The casualties were so heavy that even the Japanese army could not bear them. There were also many criticisms of Nogi Maresuke from behind.

With such a deep blood feud, how could Chepolov and the Japanese get along?

Something just didn't feel right...

Without thinking, he immediately made a mark.

Mark 1 for Chepolov. Then he looked for other targets.

Unfortunately, he didn't see Wang Manyuan. Nor did he see Wang Zhulin. Maybe it was too far away to tell.

The group continued forward.

The ground was covered in the bodies of the traitors. They were all dead.

Thomson's sweep had killed most of them. The rest would be shot. For the time being, there was no need for any survivors.

Fang Huaizhou watched from behind, secretly terrified.

This Zhang Yong really does have a murderous aura.

He's not giving his enemies any chance!

At such a young age, he has such a murderous aura, it's really a bit...

'Boss Fang,'

'Go ahead.'

'What's your name now?'

'Lin Huai. Lin Shuangmu. Guimu Huai.'

'Okay, Boss Lin, do you know Kyprov?'

'I've heard of him. But I've never met him. I heard he's dead. Or is he...'

He paused, as if he wanted to say something else.

The news said that Zhang Yong killed him.

There was also a reward of 100,000 US dollars. He didn't know if it was true or not. He didn't care.

After all, this had nothing to do with him.

'He is here. With Wang Zhulin,' Zhang Yong said, "and he is not dead.'

'Kiprov is here? Not dead?" Fang Huaizhou was surprised.

'Yes. He is not dead. He has even come to Tianjin. So, there may be complications behind this matter. It is also very dangerous. You are unarmed, so remember not to act rashly. Just put pressure on the police department.'

'Understood.'

'We will handle the fighting. We are professionals,'

Zhang Yong said calmly.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yes, we are professionals.

We are more professional than traitors.

We are professionals at catching spies and killing traitors!

Leave the professional stuff to us professionals! You don't need to get involved.

If someone needs to guard heaven from hell, we are the ones for the job. We walk through the darkness, our names unknown. But our hearts are full of sunshine!

"Go!'

'Go!'

and storm into the Café Insect.

It's deserted. It's a mess.

The people have fled.

Zhang Yong has already monitored the situation.

His marker 1 has already locked onto Chepelov.

The marker shows that the target has fled in the direction of the former concession. There's no way to pursue. It's too noisy.

Saving people is more important.

The map shows that the person is in the building next door.

Not in the café. Next door. There are a lot of small dots packed closely together. Obviously, this is not normal.

How could there be so many people in a normal person's home?

Fortunately, the people are alive. If they are shown, they must be alive. Otherwise...

Sure enough, they rushed into the neighbouring house. They found a large group of students, all male, tied up inside. Each one had a rag stuffed in their mouth.

Rescue.

Untie.

Remove the rag from the mouth.

Immediately, there were all kinds of terrified screams. With the joy of surviving the ordeal. Hugging each other.

Many of the male students were crying their hearts out. It was obvious that they had never experienced such a shock before. Many of them still had injuries. I guess they were beaten for resisting.

Fortunately, they were rescued. Otherwise...

Many people dare not imagine the consequences.

Zhang Yong also felt emotional.

They were all real people!

However, if they had not been rescued, they would not have been able to change anything.

Their names would not appear in any history books. They would not even have the opportunity to be mentioned in passing.

At most, there will be a general description: the Japanese invaders were inhumane, and they took young men from the mainland as labour. The crimes of the invaders are too numerous to list...

Turn around.

Leave.

He still has things to do.

There is a pistol symbol displayed next to it, which obviously means that there is a weapon hidden inside.

It should have been left by Wang Manyuan.

This woman is indeed extraordinary, as she actually hid a weapon.

But on second thought, it seems normal. She was in the underworld business, so how could she not have a weapon?

Searching.

But it's hard to determine the location.

Is it under the stairs? The coffee shop also has a second floor.

Before, Wang and the others seemed to have gone up to the second floor. There are rooms on the second floor. They seem quite elegant.

Vaguely, it seems that I also saw some special supplies.

I immediately associated them with the poor girls in the underground prison cells. Could it be that they were sent here before?

I dare not think too much.

There are some things that words simply cannot describe.

Frown.

'Liuqi!'

'Here!'

Wu Liuqi came quickly.

Zhang Yong told him to call a few people to move the clutter at the bottom of the stairs.

There was so much clutter that Wang Manyuan probably didn't have time to move it and dispose of it when she escaped. There was no way to take the contents with them.

That was a good thing.

Even if there was only a pistol. That would still be a gain.

Just now, they seized a lot of submachine guns. They are still very useful. He can now be called Zhang Buxian Sanduo.

Not a crowd of people.

Not a lot of money.

Not a lot of guns.

After all, when it comes to catching spies and traitors, whatever is seized is what it is.

Tianjin is far away, and it is unlikely that headquarters will be able to provide timely support. In the end, everything still depends on oneself. One must rely on oneself.

Li Boqi is in charge of the overall situation. He is responsible for making money, people and guns...

Whatever he gets is his.

If it belongs to a traitor, he takes it.

If it belongs to a Japanese spy, he takes it!

"Bang!'

'Bang!'

Finally, the secret room was broken open.

There were indeed guns inside. There were quite a few. There were various models of pistols.

There were very new Browning M1935 high-powered pistols.

And a lot of Colt M1911 big-eyed pistols.

All good stuff!

There were also a lot of bullets. Each gun had hundreds of rounds.

There was also some money. Not a small amount either. Apart from silver notes. There were also some US dollars and British pounds. There were also a dozen gold bars. Unfortunately, they were all small yellow fish.

No discussion. Confiscated directly.

This was the first time he had seized US dollars and British pounds since he arrived in Tianjinwei. Although the amount was only a few thousand yuan, he felt very excited.

No pain, no gain. You have to work hard.

There were so many Japanese spies and traitors in Tianjin, they were like mobs all over the place.

It was like killing mobs, and the rewards were plentiful.

If you managed to catch one or two mutated boss monsters, you'd be set for life.

Come back and report to Li Boqi.

'This Wang Zhulin is truly incorrigible!'

'Colluding with the Japanese!'

'And the old Russian Empire! I reckon he's guilty of no end of crimes!'

'He must have been involved in human trafficking.'

Li Boqi was furious.

Helping the Japanese capture labourers had been mentioned in the intelligence reports. But words are words. Reading them is a matter of skimming over the surface. It's not nearly as shocking as being there in person.

Who would have thought that these traitors would be so arrogant. They arrested students in the street.

And they arrested students from Nankai University.

'Team leader, do you need to report to headquarters?'

'No.'

Li Boqi shook his head.

Tianjin Station can handle this kind of thing.

What's the point of reporting to headquarters?

Headquarters doesn't know the situation and can't give instructions.

'But...'

'Go on!'

'I suspect Zhang Benzheng and Yuan Wenhui are involved.'

'That's for sure.'

Li Boqi nodded. His face was grim.

Arresting people. What a windfall!

But the list of crimes is endless.

Zhang Yong thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, 'This Tianjinwei Police Department...'

'I'm afraid it's already been bought off by the Japanese,' Li Boqi said bluntly.

'Report!' Suddenly someone came in.

'What is it?'

'Someone from the police department is here to visit.'

Li Boqi nodded and glanced at Zhang Yong, 'Go!'

'Then...' Zhang Yong was puzzled.

How should this be handled in the future?

A visit from the police department is obviously not a good sign!

To be honest, the Fuxing Society's secret service has absolutely no binding power in North China.

The police in Tianjin will not listen to the Fuxing Society.

Most likely, they will cause trouble.

'Didn't you handle it very well just now? Handle it like this in the future,' Li Boqi said calmly.

'Understood,' Zhang Yong suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Li Boqi's words were very simple. But the hidden murderous intent behind them was unprecedented.

This was also the first time he had heard Li Boqi give such a decisive order. He had never been so fierce with the Japanese spies before.

It seems that he really hates traitors who capture labourers for the Japanese invaders.

Since he hates them, he will show no mercy. Anyone caught will die. What did you do with them today? We killed them all. You should do the same in the future. Of course, we will kill them all.

No questions asked.

'Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures,' Li Boqi added. It seems that he was worried that he didn't understand.

'I understand,' Zhang Yong nodded in reply.

'Go!'

'Yes!'

'Be careful! You don't have to be Japanese to be cautious!'

'I know!'

Zhang Yong turned and left.

With Li Boqi's order, he could go on a killing spree.

In fact, persuasion was useless.

Only by cutting off their claws would they be afraid.

The countless crimes of capturing civilians to work as labourers for the Japanese were really crimes that deserved to die a thousand deaths...

Last time, so many young girls were found in the underground prison cell in Baolin Temple.

They were lucky. They were rescued. But how many were not rescued?

And the ordinary people in the three provinces that had fallen...

Lead the troops. Set off.

Target Wang Zhulin's lair. The Pear Garden.

That is, the theatre.

This time, we will topple his lair.

Didn't you run to the Japanese for help? Perfect. Let the Japanese come!

Otherwise, your lair will not be safe...

Suddenly, a group of small white dots with pistol symbols appeared at the edge of the map. They were coming from the south.

Among them, there was also a small red dot. This indicated that the other party was Japanese.

It seemed to be moving relatively quickly. Was it in a car?

Could it be an ambush?

Immediately, he signalled with his left hand that there was an enemy approaching.

Then, Zhang Yong lay in ambush by the side of the street, quietly staring at the targets as they passed by.

There were three black cars.

One of them had its windows left open.

In that brief moment, Zhang Yong saw the person inside. It was an acquaintance.

Who?

Yin Taishi!

The Japanese man who pretended to be a Korean.

He had also come to Tianjin!

Haha. Tianjin is really getting more and more lively!

A smile of joy appeared at the corner of his mouth.

More and more big fish were entering Tianjin, which also meant...

There was more and more profit to be made.