Chapter 642: Hammer Blast

The red dot was driving. It was fast.

Then Zhang Yong reacted. Others weren't coming for him.

Others might just be passing by.

Right. Just passing by. Just happened to run into him.

Good, good, since they happened to meet, of course they couldn't be let go. Just catch one and hand it in.

But...

It's a bit difficult.

The other party has a gun.

The map shows a weapon symbol.

A Japanese soldier carrying a weapon is obviously not easy to deal with.

But...

It must be dealt with.

It is also a practical test for his newly recruited rabble.

If they can capture it, it means that their fighting ability is not bad.

If they can't even deal with a Japanese soldier with a gun, then they should disband as soon as possible.

The cost of one dollar a day is still very expensive. If they don't have extraordinary abilities, how can they deserve such a price?

'Get ready to stop the car!'

'Huh?'

Zhao Hai and the others are at a loss.

Stop the car?

Shoot it?

How else?

Zhang Yong: ...

It's over. These guys really aren't professionals. They don't know anything, just like me.

Fortunately, I have previous experience stopping cars. Cao Mengqi, Zhong Yang and the others are all very good at stopping cars.

I have to go down there and teach them myself.

How?

Get a big rock ready. Throw it in the middle of the road.

But you can't throw it out too early. Otherwise, the target vehicle will swerve. Or stop. And then back up.

Of course, this is the stupidest method.

The best method is to prepare a vehicle. A rickshaw. Or a cart.

In short, anything that can block the road.

These days, if a car hits a rickshaw. Or a cart, it should be stopped.

It's not a tank. It can't charge around.

As long as the car stops. Or slows down, it can do whatever it wants.

So go prepare the rickshaw. But I don't see it.

Fortunately, I found the cart.

So hide the cart by the roadside.

To ensure the effectiveness of stopping the car. Put stones on top of the cart.

'There is only one person in the car.'

'But, be careful, this person is armed!'

'Attention, the target is armed!'

Zhang Yong repeatedly emphasized.

Although there is only one person, it is also extremely dangerous.

Therefore...

'If anything goes wrong, shoot decisively!'

'Be careful, shoot if there is danger!'

Zhang Yong gave clear instructions.

He didn't say to capture him alive. That would be asking for trouble.

How could a Japanese soldier with a gun be captured alive so easily? Before the other party could shoot, they would be shot directly into a hornet's nest.

This was Zhang Yong's style of capturing people.

'Gun!'

'Gun!'

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

They all knew what such a target meant.

No one dared to be careless.

Everyone's hands were sweating as they held their guns.

Zhang Yong saw it.

He hid in the back.

Of course, he couldn't be in the front when something so dangerous was going on.

Are you kidding me!

He was responsible for finding the money. Not catching people.

Whoever you are, if you have the courage to take my high salary, you must have the courage to take risks.

High risk, high reward.

Fortunately, no one flinched. Although they were nervous, they were also on full alert.

After all, everyone had a gun in their hands. And their guns were not for show. Besides, there were so many of them, hundreds. And there was only one enemy...

Zhang Yong paid particular attention to the group of bald 'Hai' strongmen: Zhao Hai, Liu Hai, and Chen Hai.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that they were not monks.

After a short period of tension, they gradually calmed down again.

Everyone's eyes had also become determined and calm. Obviously, they were not afraid of anything. In fact, they were even a little looking forward to it.

Confused...

Who exactly were these guys?

One minute...

Three minutes...

The target vehicle appeared.

Sure enough, it was a small black car. There was no license plate.

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars. He observed the man in the driver's seat. But unfortunately, he didn't recognise him. He didn't recognise him.

Was it a Japanese spy who had never appeared before?

The car gradually drew closer. The speed was still fast. The man driving seemed to be a fast driver?

"Clatter...'

The cart rushed out from the side. Blocking the road.

Because he didn't control it well, the stones on the cart fell directly onto the middle of the road.

A lucky shot.

The cart and the stones completely blocked the road.

And the car was going so fast that it was too late to turn. It was also too late to stop. It could only continue driving forward.

However, the driver reacted quickly. He immediately applied the brakes.

The brakes of the car were quite good. It actually braked steadily.

It didn't hit the cart.

And it didn't hit the stones.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waves his hand.

The crowd surges forward and surrounds the car.

As a result, the car realises that something is wrong. It immediately shifts into reverse gear. It backs up. The accelerator is pushed to the floor. It tries to break free.

However...

A cart appears from behind.

The cart is also loaded with a large number of stones. It blocks the road behind it.

'Swish swish swish...'

'Swish swish swish...'

The car's tyres spin wildly in place.

Clearly, the driver is a madman. At this moment, he is still thinking about how to drive out of the predicament.

Zhang Yong is watching from behind, and his mind is actually a little distracted.

He is also thinking. If there is such a day, how should he get out of the predicament.

As a result, in less than a second, he has an answer.

There is no way. He has no way out. Once in such a predicament, the result is death.

Therefore...

The only way is to avoid it.

Don't drive alone.

You can't be alone in the car. At least three.

And you can't go alone. At least three cars. The more the merrier. People, cars, guns.

So tense...

What if there's an ambush?

Then I realised, I have a map and surveillance!

If there's an enemy ambush ahead, the map will definitely warn me!

It's stupid to charge recklessly ahead when there's clearly a large group of people gathered.

That's a little reassuring.

My thoughts flashed through my mind, but in reality it was less than a second.

'Boom...'

'Clang...'

Someone raised a mace and smashed it directly at the car.

Zhang Yong: ...

Turned his face away. Couldn't bear to watch.

These guys. Do you understand at all?

You smashed the car window!

What are you doing smashing the front of the car?

It's over...

Originally, he wanted to capture this car.

Everything had to be self-reliant.

Including personnel.

Including funding.

Including weapons.

And of course vehicles.

Fortunately, there were plenty of maces, and someone smashed all the windows.

Finally, they saw the Japanese inside.

No, they were Japanese spies. They were dressed entirely in Chinese clothes.

Their faces were unfamiliar.

The target didn't draw his gun. But the map showed that he had a gun.

Strange...

What was this guy going to do?

He didn't even draw his gun?

Was he worried about being shot to death?

Oh, that's possible. The surroundings are full of dark, hidden weapons.

All the car windows are smashed. There are dark muzzles everywhere. There are at least a dozen guns trained on the target. They could pull the trigger at any time.

In the past, Zhang Yong thought that the guys under Li Boqi were all roughnecks. They were all rude. Now he doesn't dare say that.

Why?

Because the rabble he leads is even rougher than those roughnecks.

If you're going to smash a window, just smash a window. Why smash the body?

The whole body was smashed beyond recognition by the mace. It's almost worthless to repair.

If it were a bit more civilized, this car could be called Zhang Yong's car. But now, it can only be taken to sell scrap metal. Or it can be completely overhauled.

'Don't shoot!'

'I don't have a gun!'

'I don't have a gun!'

The Japanese spy under the gun said slowly.

Even in this situation, he did not seem particularly panicked. Instead, he let go of his hands. This indicated that he would not resist.

Obviously, he was well aware that if he resisted, he would be shot immediately.

At least he would get hundreds of bullets.

Zhang Yong: ???

It was a narrow escape.

This person was no one else. It was Duan Tiansheng.

If the target did not speak, he would not recognise him at all. But as soon as the other person spoke, he recognised him.

Yes, it was Duan Tiansheng!

This guy, he had changed his appearance. And then he dashed in front of me. And then I caught him.

Haha!

Zhang Yong suddenly felt like laughing.

Duan Tiansheng!

Duan Tiansheng!

He had been caught alone. And he had been caught by himself.

Haha!

The point is, judging from Duan Tiansheng's appearance, it seems that he still thinks he can get away with it.

Okay, let's play along with Duan Tiansheng.

Since he's disguised as someone else, then I'll pretend I don't see through him.

Duan Tiansheng must have an ulterior motive for disguising himself. If you just arrest and interrogate him, he may not give in so easily.

'Get out of the car!'

'Hands behind your head!'

'Get out of the car!'

Zhao Hai shouted.

Duan Tiansheng slowly got out of the car at the sight of the dark muzzle.

Someone immediately came up and searched him. Then two pistols were found on the target. Zhang Yong saw that they were both Browning M1935s, very new.

So he really is a Japanese spy! A rich man. He uses the best guns.

'Pah!'

'Pah!'

Zhao Hai gave Duan Tiansheng two slaps.

You say there are no weapons? Then what are these two pistols? Aren't these two pistols weapons?

At the same time, he was secretly surprised and impressed.

How did Zhang Yong know in advance that the target had weapons?

And that there was only one target?

This information is very important.

If you get this information in advance and act on it, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

On the contrary, if you act without any information, there is a lot of danger. Many people could die.

How many people can two Browning M1935 pistols kill? At least ten.

9mm bullets. One for each shot.

Extremely dangerous.

Duan Tiansheng didn't say a word. He kept his head down, looking submissive.

Someone came up and tied Duan Tiansheng up with ropes. Layer after layer. Then his hands and feet were tied separately.

There was nothing they could do. They weren't regular soldiers, they didn't have handcuffs. Just hemp rope.

'Huh?'

Suddenly, someone realised something was wrong.

Then, Shi Hu came forward and fiercely and roughly tore off Duan Tiansheng's face.

Apparently, he had also realised that the target had disguised himself.

Duan Tiansheng: !@#¥%...

He inwardly lamented.

It's over. He's been discovered. He's going to be exposed.

If only he had known earlier...

He would have drawn his gun and resisted.

But if he did, he would die.

Dozens of guns are trained on him, and if he makes the slightest move, he will die instantly.

There's nothing he can do. He can only pretend to be obedient. Then he will find a way to escape. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that his disguise would be discovered so quickly.

Damn...

Who are these people?

He is certain that they are not people he has encountered before. They are all strangers.

It was precisely because he realised that his enemies were strangers that Duan Tiansheng had thought of trying to muddle through. Unfortunately, he was not up to the task and he was discovered after all.

This was a bit of a problem...

Suddenly...

'Duan Tiansheng!'

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came.

Unwittingly, he shuddered.

Damn it!

This voice is...

He hurriedly turned around.

Then he saw Zhang Yong's greedy, sinister smiling face.

'It's you?'

Duan Tiansheng's face fell.

He was surprised.

He couldn't believe it.

He looked again at the unfamiliar faces.

Confused...

What was going on?

Why was Zhang Yong bringing so many strangers with him?

Were they his former subordinates?

Damn it...

He had actually fallen for it.

He never imagined that these strangers were actually Zhang Yong's subordinates.

He was in trouble...

This was super trouble.

Trying to escape from Zhang Yong's clutches was like climbing up the sky.

Unless...

'It's me,'

'Long time no see.'

Zhang Yong replied with a smile. He was in a great mood.

He had long wanted to get rid of Duan Tiansheng. Unfortunately, he had never had the chance. Now he had an unexpected bonus.

Duan Tiansheng had come to him of his own accord. Of course he couldn't refuse.

Before, he had planned to keep Duan Tiansheng's disguise intact for the time being. However, the plan was ruined by a group of roughnecks.

Duan Tiansheng's disguise was torn to shreds.

Zhang Yong's plan had to change as well.

He gave a small smile. First, he took out his camera. Then he took a photo.

He had captured Duan Tiansheng! It was worth recording.

'Click!'

'Click!'

He took photos over and over again.

Shi Hu and the others cooperated perfectly, holding Duan Tiansheng down firmly.

They didn't let him go until Zhang Yong had taken as many photos as he wanted.

Duan Tiansheng was anxious and angry.

But he was powerless to vent his anger.

'Zhang Yong, what do you want?'

'To rob you.'

'You bastard. You dare to rob me?'

'Why shouldn't I?'

'You dare to rob me, and I'll get you back!'

'Back?'

'You know what kind of person I am, I'll never let you go.'

'I know you're Japanese.'

'You...'

Duan Tiansheng gritted his teeth.

He didn't immediately refute. Because it was useless to refute.

Damn it!

Zhang Yong had already figured out his identity.

Someone was waiting here to catch him. As it turned out, unfortunately, he was caught in a magnificent manner.

Deny it?

No use.

Since someone had already taken action, they would not give him the chance to deny it.

In fact...

Duan Tiansheng knew very well that from now on, he was already dead.

Even if he could still breathe for the time being, he was no different from a dead person.

'Baka!'

He simply cursed in Japanese.

It was the only effective way of fighting back he could think of.

He could also spit. But the distance was too great. He couldn't spit.

Zhang Yong's expression did not change.

Go ahead and curse!

Go ahead and curse!

Go ahead and curse as much as you like!

'Baka!'

Duan Tiansheng continued to curse.

He hoped to provoke Zhang Yong into killing him with a single stab.

Or a single shot.

He would rather die immediately.

Otherwise, he would face endless suffering.

If he fell into Zhang Yong's hands, would he get off lightly? If there really were eighteen levels of hell, Zhang Yong would be in the nineteenth.

'What are you doing here?'

'What do you think?'

'What are you doing in disguise?'

'What do you think?'

Duan Tiansheng replied coldly.

Since he knew full well that he had no chance of survival, of course he refused to answer.

Not only did he refuse to answer, he also mocked his captor.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

He saw Zhang Yong take out a heavy, large hammer.

The hammer dragged on the ground, making a dull sound. His teeth were weak. His heart was trembling. It felt like there were at least 30 to 40 catties in it.

'What are you going to do?'

'Hammer your knees.'

'What?'

'Gag him!'

'Yes!'

Chen Haishang came forward and stuffed a rag in Duan Tiansheng's mouth.

Duan Tiansheng suddenly felt that something was not right. He struggled desperately. But it was useless. His legs were pulled straight.

He desperately tried to curl his legs up. Unfortunately, it was useless. He was held down.

'Thank you.'

Zhang Yong raised the hammer in both hands and smashed it down hard on Duan Tiansheng's knees.

Refusing to answer, huh?

Fine. No problem.

First, I'll smash your knees. Then I'll smash your legs. Then I'll smash both your arms. Then I'll smash your skull...

What?

It's cruel. Yes.

But it's the most civilized punishment he could think of.

No blood. No treatment. No death for now.

It's perfect.

'Boom!'

The hammer fell heavily.

With great force.

'Ah...'

Duan Tiansheng screamed.

However, his mouth was blocked. He couldn't make a sound.

The knee shattered instantly.

Along with the nearby shin.

Twisting.

Struggling.

wailing.

But all that came out was a hoarse gurgle.

Zhang Yong's expressionless face continued to raise the hammer.

'Boom!'

'Ah...'

The other knee shattered.

However, Zhang Yong did not stop. He continued to raise the hammer and smashed it down hard.

Sorry, I'm not strong enough. Maybe it didn't shatter. I have to hit it again and again. I have to make sure it's completely shattered. I have to make sure no immortal god can save it.

Duan Tiansheng fainted.

That was for sure. No immortal god could withstand such violence.

But Zhang Yong wasn't worried at all.

Duan Tiansheng couldn't die. This guy was a Japanese spy, and his vitality was very tenacious.

So...

He stopped angrily.

Alas, this hammer is really too heavy.

After just 18 swings, I can't feel my arms anymore. I really don't have the strength of a chicken!

Okay, take a break.

Go search for the car. I didn't find anything.

I'm angry.

I want to grab the hammer and keep hammering.

But then I thought better of it. If I really die hammering, it would be a waste.

I haven't got a single dollar from Duan Tiansheng yet!

This guy is Zhang Xiaolin's number one henchman and enforcer. He definitely knows where Zhang Xiaolin's wealth is.

Duan Tiansheng himself has certainly amassed no small fortune.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Yong is in dire need of money.

He needs money for everything.

He has over a hundred people to support, and the pressure is enormous.

Finally...

Duan Tiansheng woke up.

He wished he was dead. Unfortunately, he wasn't.

When he woke up, he saw Zhang Yong's face.

So he prayed desperately, hoping that the sun goddess Amaterasu would kill him.

He didn't want Amaterasu to save him. He just wanted to die.

'Let's talk.'

'...'

'What are you doing out here?'

'...'

'What are you doing in disguise?'

'...'

Duan Tian Sheng refused to answer.

He knew he was going to die. But he would never give in.

Zhang Yong: ...

Alas.

He hammered on his knees, but he still wouldn't confess?

Should he continue hammering? It's useless! The marginal effect is not very effective.

In the end, he was hammered to death. Then there would be no information at all.

We are civilized people. No violence.

We decided to outwit him.

He came up with a good plan.

'Chen Hai.'

'Present.'

'Bring a cart.'

'Yes.'

Soon, a cart was pulled up.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He told someone to put Duan Tiansheng on the cart.

'What are you doing...'

'Nothing. It's fine. You just lie there.'

'Zhang Yong, you crazy bastard, what the hell are you trying to do? Baka! You bastard...'

'We'll parade you through the streets. An exhibition. Let everyone see you now like a dead dog...'

'You...'

'Everyone come and have a look! This is Duan Tiansheng! He's lying here like a dead dog! I've already broken his dog's legs. Anyone who has a grudge against him in the past can come up and spit on him. Or slap him twice. It costs one silver dollar per person. Beautiful women are free...'

'Zhang Yong, you devil!'

Duan Tiansheng fainted again.