A has-been warlord.

Could it be the real culprit behind the scenes?

Zhang Yong expressed deep doubts, but he could not rule it out.

Wei Juli, a warlord who stepped down. He was not even the leader of the warlord. His name is not in the history books.

However, it was people like this who made Zhang Yong feel very difficult to deal with.

Although this guy has stepped down, he still has people, guns, and probably money. He must have desperadoes under his command.

However, these are not the point.

The point is, there seem to be many small warlords like him. It's easy to collude.

Although one or two of them seem to have little energy, if they all collude and make trouble together, Chiang Kai-shek will still have to give him three points.

Once they get into trouble, the Shanxi, Guangxi, and Yunnan cliques may cooperate again.

Who knows, something will happen again.

Therefore, forcibly arresting people would involve too much, and Zhang Yong did not know what the consequences would be.

Alas, I suddenly feel so tired.

A dark republic!

There is no light at all...

Forget it, let's go back to sleep. We'll talk about it after we wake up.

Even if the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. Anyway, there are so many big guys...

So, go back to sleep.

In late autumn, the cool breeze blows, perfect for sleeping.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

I got up and found a yellow dot outside.

Looking out the window, I found Lin Nansheng, standing like a javelin, motionless.

Simply pack up and come out.

"Is something wrong?"

"Reporting to the specialist. Someone came to visit."

"visit?"

Zhang Yong is very rare about this word.

How old are you? In your early twenties. Someone else is coming to visit?

It feels a little weird...

"Who is it?"

"He claimed that his surname was Wu and that he was from Suzhou."

"Suzhou?"

Zhang Yong's mind moved.

From Suzhou?

Is it related to those female students?

By the way, I have nothing to do with Suzhou!

Mostly...

"Invite him in."

"Take it to your office?"

"right."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Lin Nansheng turned around and walked out.

"Suzhou..."

Zhang Yong thought about it thoughtfully.

Turn around and head to your office.

He is now in charge of the work of the entire Fuxing Society Secret Service, but it is impossible to occupy Boss Dai's office.

Lao Dai's office was gloomy and the atmosphere was too solemn for his liking.

As a post-00s generation, he still likes a simpler decoration. It looks brighter. Therefore, the office is still in the original fifth department.

Enter the office.

sit down.

Looking at the green radish on the windowsill.

Li Jingzhi did it. Only women can have sex.

If it were Zhang Yong himself, the cactus would have died.

Soon, Lin Nansheng came in with a man who looked like a master. He was wearing a black gown and looked elegant.

"Caomin Wu self-examined and met the Commissioner."

"you……"

Zhang Yong felt strange.

This guy can't be a former elite talent.

Are you deliberately testing me?

I studied vernacular Chinese!

Give back to the grassroots...

Also salute...

"Mr. Wu, there is no need to be polite." Zhang Yong stood up, "I am a rough man. I don't know many rules. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Your Majesty, please accept the obeisance of the common people." Wu Zisheng lifted up his gown and knelt down directly.

Zhang Yong:???

Lin Nansheng:???

The two looked at each other.

This is……

Although it didn't feel right, my body didn't respond.

Neither of them expected that Wu Zixiang would suddenly kneel down on the spot. What was going on?

besides……

What saint is above?

Zhang Yong thought he had heard wrongly.

I don't know what the other person is muttering about.

Zhang Yong only reacted when he saw Wu Zijiang kneeling on the ground and starting to kowtow.

Finished...

Lose your life!

I can't afford such a gift!

"Hel him up."

"yes."

Lin Nansheng walked over and tried to help Wu Zisheng up.

As a result, Wu Zijiang waved his hands with a serious face and refused to allow him to approach. At the same time, he continued to kowtow deeply and salute.

Zhang Yong:……

Damn, I'm really going to lose my life.

Come out from behind the desk and try to help the other person up personally.

As a result, after Wu Zijiang knelt down and worshiped, he stood up slowly and solemnly said: "Sage, please give justice to the common people."

"What justice?" Zhang Yong had some vague thoughts.

My grass.
To be continued...