"Hello, Commissioner Zhang..."

"You are not French. Let the French speak."

"Specialist Zhang, I am Yuan Bin..."

"Call the French to speak! Or get out!"

Zhang Yong is very irritable.

It's okay. He came to see the dish and served.

The French can't jump for a few days, and it doesn't matter if they offend them from death.

The head of state waved his hand and the Gaul chicken was wiped out.

Finally, a French voice came.

But it is not the true master. It is not the voice of French minister Maxim.

Haha, this guy is very proud!

Let’s see how you will handle it in two years!

"Sir, I believe you have received the order from your head of state."

"Come here for money."

"What's the meaning?"

"You give me five million francs, and I will return three howitzers to you."

"asshole……"

"Hey, don't scold people. You and I are civilized, so I'll say you don't want to bring me."

"asshole……"

The other party is still swearing.

Zhang Yong's face darkened and he hung up the phone.

Swear to me?

OK.

Get rid of muscles and bones.

Suddenly stood up.

Go out.

Call someone.

"Dushanlong!"

"arrive!"

"Take a battalion and follow me!"

"yes!"

Soon, the team gathered.

The distance from Hankou Airport to the Concession is not far.

Just so happened that all the German heavy trucks came in handy. The cars were filled with troops.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Huhuhuhuhu...

The convoy arrived at the concession in a fierce manner.

The military police in charge of the concession guards hurriedly made way for fear of being beaten one step later.

They all knew very well that these air force guards were all working with the Commissioner. They must have come to the Concession.

I don’t know who was in the concession who offended the Commissioner, such a big battle.

I feel like I want to copy the concession?

"Cruff!"

"Cruff!"

The sharp and sharp brakes make the heart beat faster.

Many foreigners are nervous. I don’t know what happened?

Why did so many national soldiers suddenly come?

Fully armed, fierce and evil.

It seems not good!

Even Stilwell quietly walked to the balcony on the second floor to observe.

Miss Lilu, Raphael and others also walked to the street corner one after another.

The convoy was found parked in front of the French consulate.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. It seems to be heading for France."

"Is it that Mr. Commissioner?"

The crowd whispered.

No one dared to speak loudly.

I was afraid of attracting Zhang Yong's attention and causing trouble.

Zhang Yong got out of the car.

He looked up and glanced around.

The French consulate was facing a great enemy and was ready to fight.

Although there are no French soldiers, there are many casual guards, all with pistols or rifles.

“Specialist Zhang…”

Yuan Bin trotted out of the consulate.

He was nervous and confused. I wonder why Zhang Yong suddenly became so angry.

He actually brought so many troops here.

Are you going to go against the will of heaven?

Are you not afraid of punishment?

"Call Maxim out and speak."

"open……"

Yuan Bin suddenly shut up.

But Zhang Yong took out a Garland semi-automatic rifle.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He fired three shots into the sky.

The gunshots were shocking and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

"Call Maxim out!"

"Otherwise, I'll call in!"

Zhang Yong's voice is very loud and comes with a loudspeaker.

The foreigners around them were relieved and watched the fun with relish.

Other foreigners are more or less reluctant to show off their arrogant French people. They just don’t dare to fully express themselves.

Now that someone is coming to trouble the French, it is naturally the best.

Some people even eat melon seeds.

Many foreigners have been in China for a long time, and their level of eating melon seeds has soared.

Including the Miss Lilu, she brought a small stool. She watched the fun while eating melon seeds.

I have relish and am afraid of missing the good show.

For example, throwing Maxim for more than ten meters will be fun.

Well, if it were someone else, he might not be able to do such a thing. But Zhang Yong couldn't say it. This guy had a problem with his brain.

After several days of research, Miss Lilu confirmed something-

Zhang Yong is a psychopath.

It's just a bad brain.

Violent, irritable, rough, crazy, tyrannical...

They are all terrible words.

This kind of terrible guy is most suitable to be a pirate. He can be a One Piece.

Maxim finally appeared.

The arrogant Frenchman is above his gaze and is obviously not afraid of Zhang Yong's arrival.

"Zhang, your behavior is very rude..."

"Mr. Maxim, you want me to return those three howitzers to you, there is no problem."

"Then what are you going to do here?"

"Calendar money."

"What?"

"That was purchased by me for five million francs. You must pay for my losses if you want to take back the howitzer."

"Five million francs? Nonsense!"

"Mr. Maxim, your French weapons are so expensive. Five million francs cannot be missing."

"impossible!"

"That's nothing to talk about!"

"Howitzer must be returned! This is an order..."

"Bang!"

Maxim was slapped in the face.

Zhang Yong beat him.

After slapping the left face, slapping the right face.

"Bang!"

Another slap.

Hot and spicy sound.

ah!

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

All the people watching the fun were shocked.

sky!

Zhang Yong actually took action!

He actually slapped the French minister twice!

This is exciting...

Miss Lilu's eyes were shining, and she forgot to eat melon seeds.

Others became more interested. Many people brought stools and sat down to watch it. It felt like the show had just begun.

"You, you..."

Maxim is dizzy and confused.

I was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

Other French people were also shocked.

Yuan Bin:!!!

sky!

My mind is in chaos!

"Maxim, don't talk to me about anything else!"

"I only have money!"

"I want you to compensate me for my losses!"

"I bought the howitzer for money, no one can take it away!"

"Let you tell me the truth! Without five million francs, I can't do it even if I come!"

Zhang Yongsheng was shocked.

Not bad. The sound is good.

I believe everyone around you can hear it clearly. This is a matter of money.

I spent money to buy something, you have to take it back, but you don’t give it to me, dreaming! It’s light for me to slap you two times.

Give you two slaps, not my Zhang Yong’s limit, but the bald head’s limit.

It’s not possible if it’s bald, it’s not possible if it’s not Chinese.

More than ten years later, the Chinese changed the world and the peninsula battlefield. They fought seventeen in one go, and they all fell down without consenting!

The status of New China is not something that is sought, not something that depends on people’s faces. It is a shot with one knife and one shot!

One punch can be opened so that hundreds of punches will not come.

Unfortunately, I came to the wrong era and followed the wrong person...

"besides!"

Zhang Yong suddenly raised his tone.

His eyes swept across the consulate, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Who scolded me on the phone just now? Come out and scolded me in person! I won't hit you!"

"I have the courage to scold me on the phone, but I dare not come out..."

The voice slowly stopped and saw a Frenchman coming out, looking very arrogant.

He also deliberately shook his fist at Zhang Yong, as if it was a provocation.

Zhang Yong hooked his fingers to the other party.

The Frenchman came over steadily.

There is also a stern and eye-catching movement in the middle and fiddling with postures. It seems that he is a master of Western boxing.

The body is indeed very strong. A typical villain in the film and television industry.

Both sides approach.

The French suddenly took action.

Sure enough, he is a master of Western boxing. He punches very quickly.

but……

No matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as the system!

Zhang Yong grabbed the other person's wrist, then pulled it over and fell over his shoulder.

The most introductory move of the Secret Service was originally. As a rookie, Zhang Yong was once trained by Wei Yong to vomit blood on the spot. But he did learn it.

Bang!

The French strong man landed heavily.

Before the other party could react, Zhang Yong stepped forward and arrested the other party.

Then……

Throw it out with force.

Shakyamuni's elephant throwing power? Of course not.

but……

It can really throw it far.

I feel very fantastic.

However, if the system is already there, isn’t it normal to have a little fantasy?

ah……

puff……

Amid the exclamation, the French strong man landed heavily.

Zhang Yong threw it out for more than ten meters. When it landed, it almost turned into a mess.

Not dead, still angry, but enough to lie for a month or two.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

No sound at all.

Zhang Yong clapped his hands and felt a little dust on his hands.

Finally, I felt it was not clean, so I patted Maxim on the shoulder and wiped it clean with his suit.

Well, the quality of the suit is really good. It will be cleaned with a light wipe.

Rich people are just arrogant. The quality of suits is so good. Alas, I'm envious.

"Remember, five million francs."

The tone is calm.

Leaving away with the longevity.

Suddenly turned around.

"By the way, Mr. Maxim, the information of your French battleships seems to be leaked. If you have any needs, you can come to me for consultation. It only costs ten thousand francs at a time. The price is good, first come first served!" After a pause, he said, "If you don't want it, I'll sell it to someone else!"

Get in the car.

Leave.

Maxim:???

Others:???

What? French battleship intelligence? Leaked?

Many people's eyes turned quietly, as if a shark smelled blood and his mind became active.

It took a while before Maxim fully awakened.

The eyes were gloomy.

But he no longer cared about pursuing Zhang Yong's affairs.

The first thing he needs to determine now is what is the leak of battleship intelligence.

That's the real top priority.

...

Back to the airport.

Leisure and leisurely.

He likes to slap people in the face.

The feeling of a slap in the face is cool.

"Lingling..."

"Lingling..."

The phone rang. There was no notification. It was an insider.

Don't know who it is?

Sit down first and then slowly pick up the microphone.

What's in a hurry?

National affairs are not your own decision.

I am just a small character. Even if the sky falls, I can't suppress myself. I'm calm.

result……

Lin Qianjun's voice came, "Specialist, Miss Ziyu is looking for you."

"Don't she call directly?" Zhang Yong was puzzled.

Then I found that there was a replacement.

A little tired female voice came.

"Shaolong..."

It seems a little nervous? a little shy?

Really, although we have not officially gotten married, we are considered old couples.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Well, during lunch today, I heard about something..."

"What's up?"

"They talked about a few years ago when a fire broke out at Nanchang Airport..."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyebrows raised.

Is this considered as a task assigned? Euphemistic?

My future wife has also become a tool person? It seems to be quite miserable.

However, from the beginning, her role seemed to be a tool person. Her wife has always been with her to help with the chores...

"It seems that the commissioner is not very happy..."

"Are you dissatisfied with the findings?"

"Well. Dai Li is also fooling around. Deng Wenyi is incompetent."

"Then I'll take over the investigation!"

"You have to be careful! It doesn't feel easy to develop."

"It's okay. I'm so desperate. I can't die."

Zhang Yong underestimated. How much background can this matter be?

As long as it is not the Commissioner and his wife set fire to themselves.

Just in time, it's a shock to the tiger.

Zhang Yong would not know what investigation is.

It has been so long since the incident has been processed, and all the evidence has been processed.

A per-conductive investigation, yarn is useless.

Or just push the mastermind behind the scenes out.

Under high pressure, there will definitely be people who can't stand it. Either commit suicide or surrender.

"I'll come to Hankou in a few days."

“Have you arranged your accommodation?”

"No……"

"Live with me?"

"No……"

"Then do you live in Yu Muge? Her place is quite safe."

"good."

"Okay. I'll turn around and tell her."

"Um."

After chatting for a while, Song Ziyu hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought about it. He felt a little ashamed of her. He was indeed too licentious.

She may just be an ordinary girl, although her surname is Song. If she had not appeared, the Song family would not care about her very much.

As a result, she emerged. By chance, her status also improved.

The wife has always kept her by her side, which is actually to show her special status. She is trained as a daughter of the younger generation of the Song family.

She herself is a novice and does not refuse other girls.

If there is a palace fight in the film and television drama, she may be the first to die.

Why……

Something is a bit of a sin.

Fortunately it's okay.

No matter how hard other women have no brains, they will never attack her.

Take back your mind.

Obviously, she is indeed organizing tasks.

This task cannot even pass through Director Lin or through any outsider.

It is possible that the Commissioner and the Lady already have a partner of doubt. They just don’t have the ability to grasp each other and can only endure temporarily.

Now, arranging him to investigate Zhang Yong is a final effort.

Otherwise, there will always be thorns in your heart.

I feel that the target of the investigation is almost impossible to write it out.

It was obviously Mrs. Kong.

Many of the arms trades at that time were handled by the Kong family.

Most of the goods are not in line with each other, or the goods are not in line with each other, and then they are burned out with fire to settle the account.

It was after the fire that Mrs. Tsai served as Secretary-General of the Aviation Commission and personally took charge of the trade exchanges between the National Air Force.

Obviously, she really distrusts the elder sister.

Pick up the microphone.

"Pick up the Yu family villa."

"yes."

After a while, the phone was connected.

Yu Muge happened to be at home, so he came to answer the phone.

"Shaolong..."

"Song Ziyu comes to Hankou in a few days and lives with you!"

"ah?"

"Ugly daughter-in-law always wants to meet her parents-in-law."

"I……"

"It's all sisters. She doesn't like to manage things. If you don't bully her, you can get along with peace."

"How dare I bully her? I'm desperate?"

"That's fine."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, I picked up the microphone again.

I need to ask an expert about this.

who?

Of course it was Li Boqi.

【To be continued】
Chapter completed!