"Mr. Wheelchair."

"Zhang, you are such a bad person!"

"How to say?"

"If you weren't a bad person, you would have died countless times by now."

"Why?"

"We unfortunately live in a chaotic era. There are all kinds of bad people around us."

"Maybe."

Zhang Yong doesn't want to discuss philosophical things.

He couldn't grasp something that was too ethereal, and couldn't put it into his personal space.

Only money and guns can be put in.

That's his foundation.

"That Mr. Adolf will not let you go."

"I have some ancient mysterious Eastern prophecies, Mr. Wheelchair, do you want to listen to them?"

"Say it."

"Sudetenland, Poland, Lowlands..."

"Are they all place names?"

"Yes."

"Is this your prediction?"

"No. It's the ancient mysterious Eastern prophecy. The descendant of Guiguzi."

"I understand. I will study it carefully."

"Bon Voyage."

Zhang Yong waved goodbye.

But I saw Mr. Wheelchair waving his hand to ask others to leave.

He slowly pushed the wheelchair and approached the riverside. Zhang Yong suspected that the other party might commit suicide. But there was no evidence.

However, Mr. Wheelchair did not commit suicide. On the contrary, he suddenly stood up.

Although he only has one leg, he stands very stable.

"open……"

"Mr. Wheelchair, what do you want to say?"

"I want to tell you that I am not useless. I have been planning to assassinate Adolf."

"oh……"

"I am not alone. Although Mr. Roma has been killed, we still have the support of some very important people in the country."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong was indifferent.

I thought, you are PUAing me again. Typical Huabing.

Assassinating Hitler. Of course, there is such a thing. However, it will have to wait until many years later. World War II is almost over.

Judging from the result, the assassination was unsuccessful. However, this assassination did accelerate Hitler's destruction. It was the straw that broke the camel's back.

From then on, the morale of the German army was unstable, the morale of the troops was scattered, and they no longer wanted to fight.

A few months later, Hitler was defeated and committed suicide.

"We will win."

"yes."

"I will watch Adolf die with a smile."

"yes."

Zhang Yong looked at Mr. Wheelchair up and down.

Okay. It looks like he can live for ten years. In ten years, Hitler will no longer exist.

"You are a bad person. I like it."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Zhang Yong replied bitterly. He felt unhappy inside.

Although I am a bad person, you don’t need to remind me all the time.

By the way, I am prepared to be a hypocrite.

Who wants to admit that they are a bad person?

As a result, after being reminded repeatedly by you, even hypocrites cannot be successful.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Watching the Germans board Cheng Jushu's freighter.

If there are no accidents, the cargo ship will go upstream along the Yangtze River channel until it reaches Chongqing.

Over in Chongqing, there will be people arranged by Li Boqi to contact us.

Therefore, we need to call Li Boqi now and tell him that the personnel have already set off.

Look at the watch. It's seven in the morning. I wonder if Li Boqi is at work? I guess not.

I hope the old guy is still in Chongqing.

Don't secretly go somewhere to kill the Japanese invaders again.

Get ready to make a call.

As a result, Yuan Zheng came in a hurry.

"Commissioner, I have your phone number. It's Station Manager Li."

"who?"

"Stationmaster Li from Chongqing Station."

"ah?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Li Boqi actually called at this time?

No, did he go to work so early? Or did he stay up late? No, he never gets involved...

That old guy thought about taking a vacation all day long. And then he actually took one. It was enviable.

Could it be that something happened at Chongqing Station? Call for help?

Came to answer the phone in a hurry.

It was indeed Li Boqi.

"Team leader..."

"Come to No. 76, Jisfir Road."

"What?"

"I'm injured."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Li Boqi is actually in the concession?

No, when I called you before, you were not...

Did you secretly come to Shanghai from Chongqing again?

OMG!

Play the piano randomly!

He must have gone to kill the Japanese invaders single-handedly. Then he was killed in counter-attack.

Sure enough, no matter how many mountains you climb, you will eventually encounter a tiger.

To kill the Japanese aggressors, you must have strength in numbers! Hitting one out of ten is absolutely foolproof...

"quick!"
To be continued...