"Your wound is not well treated. It will become purulent. You should go to the doctor to deal with it!"

"No need. Just help me deal with it. Just disinfect it."

"I don't have tools..."

"I have."

Zhang Yong tricked out alcohol, cotton yarn, cotton swabs and the like.

Qi Qingluan did not refuse. Instead, she took the thing over and handled it skillfully. She saw that she had learned it specifically.

"One specialty is more capable. The underground party is standard." Zhang Yong said intentionally or unintentionally.

"I wish I could give you some poison." Qi Qingluan said angrily, "It would be better to poison you."

"Not now. Poisoning me to death will not be beneficial to your organization. It will also be cheaper for the Japanese invaders." Zhang Yong was serious, "at least after defeating the Japanese invaders."

"Then wait until the Japanese invaders are defeated."

"Then you can't use arsenic. If arsenic is used externally, it will not kill people."

"Then take it internally."

"It is recommended to use potassium cyanide on the inside. The amount of arsenic is too large and has an odor, so it is easy to be discovered."

"Then use potassium cyanide."

"It's a pity that you can't get it. That one is very expensive."

"I……"

Qi Qingluan was speechless and suddenly blushed.

The bad guy, he was deliberately making no talk, but he was fooled.

Bite your lips.

Don't speak.

Zhang Yong:...

Ha ha.

Proud. Bullying another one.

I reached out to touch the back and found that the wound was treated well.

Very satisfied.

Drive back to Chen Munong and others.

Qi Qingluan was quietly nervous.

"Calm down! What are you afraid of? You are the Red Party, you have firm beliefs, and you have the will of steel..."

"Who said I was scared?"

"At my side, no one believes you even if you say you are the Red Party."

"You have such a big face."

"How about you try it?"

"Don't try."

Qi Qingluan shut up with a tactful and tactful look.

The opponent's aura is too strong and his ability is too strong. She is not an opponent.

It is estimated that her superior, Mr. Tan, is not Zhang Yong's opponent. This reactionary is still very powerful.

There are so many high-ranking officials in the entire Nanchang City that seem to be listening to him.

There is also a very ridiculous feeling.

Why does this reactionary seem to be very familiar with the organization?

Still firm belief?

Still a steely will?

Come on your mouth...

Zhang Yong drove the car to everyone.

Everyone was familiar with Zhang Yong coming back with a beautiful girl.

The personal hobbies of the Commissioner are well known.

"lead the way!"

"yes!"

Soon, we arrived at the gate of Yihongyuan.

There are already many soldiers here who are fully armed.

Standing at the door was Xue Yue's chief of staff, Wu Yizhi. The dignified chief of staff became the welcome guest.

But there is no way. Who said that the second young master has a special identity?

Who dares to be perfunctory and neglect?

If he goes back and mutters, it will be troublesome...

“Specialist.”

"Chief Staff Wu, go back and handle official duties!"

"yes!"

"Call those who are unrelated to go back. Do you have to deal with it without official duties? What are you doing here?"

"yes."

"Chen Munong, you guys go back too. I will just attend the meeting with Chief Xue."

"yes!"

Everyone agreed and dispersed.

Zhang Yong ordered the guards to remove more than half of them and leave more than 100 people.

This is Nanchang City, not the forefront. What do so many people need to do?

The Japanese invaders couldn't kill here again.

Someone came out inside.

The one who takes the lead is Chief Xue.

A young man was next to him, the second young master.

To be honest, it is not similar to Comrade Jianfeng at all.

No wonder there are all kinds of guesses...

"Shaolong." The second young master shouted happily and immediately accelerated his pace.

"Jianhao." Zhang Yong nodded, with no expression on his face, "When did he come? Why didn't you notify me in advance to pick you up?"

“Just arrived this morning.”

"Then we arranged this donation conference without stopping?"

"Yes, the front line is urgent. We cannot learn from Chongzhen and be the king of the devastated country. We must have money and give strength."

"Get in!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

He pulled Qi Qingluan casually.

It means she is her own person. None of you can make any decisions.

Qi Qingluan obediently lowered her head. As he told him, he said nothing or did nothing, just followed quietly.

Everyone else ignored her existence.

"Shaolong, you know, Chongzhen hangs Coal Mountain because he has no money."

“I haven’t read history books.”

"You don't know that Chongzhen himself has no money, but his ministers are rich."

"Yeah?"

"Of course! After Li Zicheng entered the capital, he arrested all the ministers and tortured them, tortured them, causing them to spit out 70 million taels of silver..."

"How many?"

"All 70 million taels of silver!"

"ah……"

Zhang Yong said he was surprised.

I also read street stall literature in later generations. I was shocked at that time.
To be continued...