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December 14. Three o'clock in the morning.

Jinling. Xiaguan Pier. A large number of trucks arrived with a clatter.

Although it is three o'clock in the morning, there are still many people at the pier. Unlike the railway, there is no time limit.

Various ships dock or depart here to transport people or goods.

On both sides of the pier, there are warehouse areas built. Some are open-air and some are not open-air.

parking.

Zhang Yong jumped out of the car.

Wave your hands.

"Everyone get out of the car!"

"Everyone get out of the car!"

Various loud voices shouted.

Zhang Yong took off his hood and immediately felt much more comfortable. A little cold.

Shi Bingdao came to Zhang Yong's side and hesitated to speak.

Something seems wrong?

"Boss Shi." Zhang Yong said.

"My boss." Shi Bingdao responded.

"I'm going to have to work hard on you again."

"Thank you for your hard work?"

"Yes. Take all your people away and send them back to your own team."

"What?"

Shi Bingdao was stunned.

Look around subconsciously.

no?

it's here?

Just let him go?

He knew that Zhang Yong would not really be shot.

I just never thought that Zhang Yong would have any way to hide the truth.

You must know that this is more than 300 people!

Can't hide it.

Who would have known that Zhang Yong would actually let him go directly!

this……

Is it possible?

"Someone is coming!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Chen Hai comes.

"Cut off all their ropes."

"yes."

Chen Hai agreed.

Everyone worked together to cut the rope.

Because he was to be executed by firing squad, hemp ropes were used. There were no handcuffs or shackles.

Soon, all prisoners were freed.

Everyone looked a little confused and didn't know what was going on.

Just now, it was as if the Lord of Hell was about to accept it. Why did he return to the human world in the blink of an eye?

Looking around, it was obvious that he was not going to be shot!

Shi Bingdao:???

Subconsciously asked: "Can it be done?"

"I came here to see you off." Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

"Send off?"

"That's right. It's a farewell."

"Farewell?"

"Yes. Farewell. I will give you a radio station and weapons. You contact your superiors yourself. I will send you wherever you want to go."

"Why?"

"Don't ask. In short, from now on, you guys, take care of yourselves."

"you……"

Shi Bingdao is a smart man.

However, he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

Release him?

Farewell?

It's so weird.

But Zhang Yong didn't explain it at all.

"Go over and say hello to them. Your hidden identity is over."

"I……"

"Next time we meet, you will be a member of the Red Party's public identity."

"All right!"

Shi Bingdao agreed and walked over.

After talking to those red party members, bring three people over.

They are all strangers.

I have never seen Zhang Yong.

They all looked at Zhang Yong with doubtful eyes.

Zhang Yong smiled slightly, asked someone to bring a table and some stools, and asked them to sit down.

"The food is not ready yet. Let's sit down and talk."

"Why bother with this?"

"It's necessary. You can't go on the road until you're full."

"We don't have to worry about food and clothing on the road to Huangquan. You don't need to worry about it."

"But, I won't let you go to hell!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yong pretended not to hear.

Wave.

Someone sent two radio stations.

They are all new and compact radio stations that were captured by the Japanese invaders.

Put it on the desktop. There are various accessories.

"The radio station is for you. Contact your superiors yourself."

"What?"

"I am only responsible for sending you here. After boarding the ship, you decide where to go. However, you must not return to Jinling."

"What?"

"In addition, I will give you fifty more shell guns for self-defense."

"What?"
To be continued...