Chapter 36: Night Raid on Zhang Mansion (Seeking collections, recommendation votes)

"What do you mean?" Lu Qiaoshan didn't understand.

"Regarding the assassin last time, how did you explain it to the Zhang father and son?"

"Don't hide it from me, it concerns your life."

Hong Zhiyou picked up a chariot and slammed it onto Lu Qiaoshan's general.

"I, I told them that you kid have some skills."

"The assassins they sent were all trash."

"They were all killed by you!"

Lu Qiaoshan didn't dare to hide it and said truthfully.

"Smart man!"

"You saved your own life."

Hong Zhiyou had guessed that Lu Qiaoshan would answer this way.

This man was slick.

Since the assassin had been silenced, the specific details of that time were known only to him and himself.

Although Ma Kui saw it, he couldn't see through the inside story.

If he were Lu Qiaoshan, encountering a life-threatening person like Fourth Master Zhang, no matter how much anger he had, he would have to swallow his pride first.

"What does this have to do with the phone?" Lu Qiaoshan was puzzled.

"Do you know why the exercise?"

"Hmm?"

"Tonight we are going to end the Cao Gang's nest; the Station Chief and Commander Chen are sitting in command, and the US Marine Corps is personally taking the field."

"With Fourth Master Zhang's nature, he will inevitably look for you to probe the inside story."

"If my guess is correct, the phone call is from the Zhang family."

"Brother Shan, your life is in your own hands."

"Do I still need to teach you how to say it?"

Hong Zhiyou pointed to the phone and hinted with a smile.

"Brother."

"I admire you; even a thousand-year-old turtle spirit like the Station Chief can be used as a gun by you."

"Amazing, amazing!"

Lu Qiaoshan's mood improved greatly; after a dry laugh, he picked up the receiver professionally:

"This is Lu Qiaoshan."

"Oh, it's Second Young Master."

"What could be the matter? Military mediation is coming soon, what kind of war are we going to fight? Chen Zhangjie is just bored and wants to show off his power to suppress Commander Mou."

"Rest assured, the Garrison Headquarters has our wiretapping system."

"I'm watching everything here."

"Tell Fourth Master to put his heart at ease, don't get all alarmed just because there's a little wind and grass."

"Alright, let's talk about dinner another day."

"Hanging up!"

Lu Qiaoshan put down the phone and sighed:

"You living Zhuge guessed right, Zhang Ershao came to probe for news."

"Well done!"

"Old Lu, wait and watch the show."

Hong Zhiyou patted his shoulder and walked quickly to the Station Chief's office.

"How is it?"

Wu Jingzhong clasped his hands, his expression somewhat nervous and tired.

He had prejudices against the Americans and always felt the foreign devils were unreliable.

If they couldn't suppress Xu Zhiwu and caused trouble, it would be very troublesome.

"Station Chief, Lu Qiaoshan has already spread the word."

"It's not a big problem."

Hong Zhiyou said calmly.

"Good, contact your American classmate immediately to execute."

"I'm going to Commander Chen's place to suppress Mou Tingfang and Yang Wenquan!"

"Director Yu, you go to the British Hotel to arrest Zhang Ershao."

Wu Jingzhong stood up, buttoned his clothes, and instructed his two beloved generals.

Jinhai Dock.

Hong Zhiyou sat in the American jeep, checking his sidearm and bullets.

The Cao Gang were all rough men.

Don't look at the Americans having guns; if things really got rowdy, they might not be effective.

However, it was clear he had underestimated Long Er.

With Second Brother coming out of the mountains, everything was smooth sailing.

Relying on his past prestige and the support of a group of loyal subordinates, after shooting several of Fourth Master Zhang's confidant stewards, he quickly controlled the situation.

The American military and Yang Wenquan's military supplies were opened and inspected on the ship one by one.

"Good guy, no wonder your Generalissimo is always crying poor to us; the family foundation has been hollowed out by these hamsters."

Looking at the oil-paper-wrapped firearms in the hold, crates of bullets, and brand-new cannons, Anderson also clicked his tongue in secret.

"If Truman knew that most of the aid equipment fell into the pockets of people like Yang Wenquan, what would his expression be?" Hong Zhiyou picked up a gun and aimed it, joking with a smile.

"God knows, anyway, they are yours and mine now."

"Lots of US dollars, gold."

"Hong, you know how to divide it, right?"

Anderson didn't care about the President's thoughts.

"I know, Commander Philson, the Station Chief, Commander Chen each get a share, and you, me, and Long Er share one."

"OK?"

Hong Zhiyou smiled and extended his fist.

"No problem, I said you are my true brother, we make money together and get rich together." Anderson was satisfied and bumped fists.

"Long Er, what about you?" Anderson turned to ask Long Er.

"I don't care, as long as I can get rid of Zhang Si." Long Er said with murderous intent.

"Second Brother, have your people handled it?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Almost."

"That's good, unload and seal the warehouse here."

"Let's go meet Fourth Master Zhang!"

Hong Zhiyou snapped his fingers, and the group headed straight for the Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Mansion.

Fourth Master Zhang had confirmed the news from his son and felt a little more relaxed.

Yes.

Xu Zhiwu was stationed nearby; looking at Jinhai, who could touch him?

Was he thinking too much?

After having a round with his concubine, Fourth Master Zhang fell into a deep sleep after relaxing his body and mind.

Bang!

Along with the gate being smashed open.

Dense footsteps woke Zhang Si.

"What are you doing!"

"It's not good, call Fourth Master quickly."

There were constant scolding and screaming from the mansion, noisy and ear-piercing.

"What's going on?"

Fourth Master Zhang pushed away the panicked woman and shouted toward the door.

"Master, it's not good, Long Er brought people to kill their way in." Steward Liu stumbled in.

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhang Si felt for his gun under the pillow and rushed out barefoot.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he was dumbfounded.

Under the moonlight.

Long Er led a group of foreign devils in camouflage uniforms, glaring like tigers.

Dozens of submachine guns were aimed at the Cao Gang's sword-wielding warriors in the hall.

Americans!

Fourth Master Zhang felt a chill in his heart.

He felt something was wrong, but after all his calculations, he had left out the Americans.

"Fourth Master Zhang, we finally meet." Hong Zhiyou walked out with his hands in his pockets, smiling.

"Who are you?" Fourth Master Zhang frowned.

"My name is Hong Zhiyou, you shouldn't be unfamiliar." Hong Zhiyou's tone was light.

"It's you!"

"The grain shop, the Mu family young lady, and him, were all your handiwork."

Fourth Master Zhang pointed at Long Er and asked sinisterly.

"Just taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them."

Hong Zhiyou stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand coldly:

"You are suspected of stealing Marine Corps military supplies, the stolen goods are confirmed."

"Anderson, just kill them."

"Let's see who dares!"

Zhang Si was worthy of being the leader of the Cao Gang; with a roar, dozens of sword-wielding death warriors stood in front of him.

"American military supplies?"

"Pure nonsense, you are framing and setting me up."

"Hong Zhiyou, I am not a vegetarian; these ghost tricks of your Military Statistics Bureau don't work on me."

Zhang Si roared like a fierce tiger, unafraid.

"I personally dug it out of Warehouse No. 3 at the dock, it can't be wrong, accept your fate." Long Er walked up, raised his eyebrows, and laughed coldly.

"Long Er, you are just a dog I raised."

"Do you know whose things those are?"

"Commander Yang's."

"If you dare to eat it, be careful you don't choke to death."

Fourth Master Zhang sneered, walked to the large table, and placed his hand on the phone:

"Long Er, do you think you can eat me by colluding with the Americans, Wu Jingzhong, and this little brat?"

"What kind of dream are you having?"

"Xu Zhiwu's men are nearby; believe it or not, I'll make a call and you'll all die without a burial place."

"Try it." Long Er sneered.

Fourth Master Zhang dialed a number and found it wouldn't go through.

The phone line had been cut.

"Good method, worthy of being someone I brought up." Zhang Si nodded and said with hatred.

"Thank you for the cultivation, Fourth Master." Long Er was expressionless.

"However, playing with me, you are still a bit too young." Fourth Master Zhang threw away the receiver and walked to the patio:

"Look."

Boom!

Along with a loud noise.

A firework shot into the sky and bloomed all over.

Long Er's expression changed slightly.

Not good, it's the Cao Gang's signal flare.

"Hong, what does it mean?" Anderson asked.

"Signal!"

"Xu Zhiwu's men are here." Hong Zhiyou frowned.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 37 =====