Keep going in circles.

Continue to worry.

Damn it, I don’t have enough sleeping dragons and phoenixes around me!

I'm really not willing to let such a big fat sheep live without being able to get a few bites of fat from it.

Defending the homeland and the country is a must, but you can’t lose yourself if you don’t.

The key is no, if it falls into their pocket, I will definitely be jealous.

Why should they be cheap?

I despise my own bad nature...

Why are you so greedy for money?

"Squeak!"

Suddenly he braked hard.

But a black car shot out from behind.

The wrong person rushed out from the side street and almost hit Zhang Yong's car. The distance was less than three meters.

"Made!"

Yan Guangkun was immediately furious.

Those blind people don't want to live anymore? They dare to hit the Fuxing Society...

Huh?

Does it look like a car from the Military Police Headquarters?

That's okay...

Walked back angrily.

Zhang Yong was in shock.

He was not the one driving the car, and he was not the one who was frightened.

You bastard, don’t you ask for your life when you drive? I don’t ask for my own life, and I don’t ask for my life! I don’t ask for my life...

"No, it's a car from the Military Police Headquarters."

"What?"

"No license plate from the Military Police Headquarters."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong took a deep breath.

Push your anger away.

No wonder the wrong party was so arrogant and walked away.

The wrong party didn't even brake.

Just ignore others.

Fortunately, we didn't hit each other. But what if we hit each other? I guess the wrong party would also walk away.

Mud...

So arrogant...

The Military Police Headquarters looks down upon it...

But if you look at Yan Guangkun's appearance, you know that the Military Police Headquarters really cannot afford to offend him.

Boss Dai, the boss of Fu Yandong, has very little wings. He doesn't have many people, he doesn't have many guns, and his status is not high. If he wants to surpass the Military Police Headquarters, at least he has to wait until after 1938.

In other words, does it take three years to pretend to be a grandchild?

Later generations said that military rule was lawless. In fact, it was not the military rule after 1938. And it is not 1935 now...

depressed.

Angrily, I restarted and continued to circle.

not found……

not found……

I really want to catch a spy to vent my anger.

For no other reason than to give him a beating. Beat him to death. Vent out all his resentment and anger.

However……

I turned around and found nothing...

I turned around twice and found nothing...

Resentment.

Are there no moon spies in Jinling?

It’s unscientific!

As we drove around, the sun was shining brightly, and it was already close to twelve noon.

finally……

It's so pitiful. A little red dot appears.

Slowly reduce the speed and find an intersection. The target is next to the intersection.

Tianping Road runs from east to west and Tiancheng Road runs from north to south.

Zhang Yong stopped the car in the middle of the road.

East train.

Ready to beat someone up.

Catch them after beating them.

"Is there something wrong?"

"wrong."

"action!"

Yan Guangkun immediately called for people to come east.

Suddenly, a black car rushed over from the side. It was very fast. Everyone stopped the car unconsciously.

"Don't deny him."

Zhang Yong waved his legs.

The black car stopped slowly.

"Captain Zhang!"

A somewhat familiar voice came.

Zhang Yong lowered his head and glanced into the car. Oh, so he is an acquaintance. Kong Fansong, the Kong family.

"Captain Zhang!"

Kong Fansong’s mistake against Zhang Yong is still fresh in his memory.

He shouted while driving the car.

"Mr. Kong."

Is Zhang Yong indeed a little surprised?

Unexpectedly, he stopped a car casually. The person he stopped was actually Kong Fansong.

An unexpected surprise.

Finally I met an acquaintance.

"Captain Zhang, when did I come to Jinling? Why didn't you say hello to him?"

Kong Fansong arrived and shook Zhang Yong's legs enthusiastically.

He has a familiar personality and has a good impression of Zhang Yong. I really want to make friends with him.

Zhang Yong smiled and shook Wofang's legs.

I think of five thousand dollars. Alas, the gringo who is so horny. He wouldn’t even give up five thousand dollars...

"He just arrived yesterday."

"Great. How long do I plan to stay in Jinling? He has something else he wants to ask for your help with."

"Mr. Kong, I say, just ask for whatever he can, and never refuse."
To be continued...