The spy was so strong that he seemed to be able to break free from the handcuffs.

In the end, Yang Zhi brought people up, tied up the spy, and beat him up, especially on the waist. The spy finally became honest.

Professional people do professional things.

Zhu Yuan and the others are on patrol. Frankly speaking, catching Japanese spies is unprofessional.

When the Japanese spy saw Yang Zhi and others taking action, he immediately lost his temper. He also realized that he had met his opponent.

They are all in this business. There is no point in struggling. It will only make you suffer.

Why do you focus on the waist? Because if your waist is injured, you won’t be able to exert force.

Moreover, a waist injury will not be fatal. It will only lose the ability to resist.

"This turtle grandson can really run! He can fly over walls and fly over walls!" Zhu Yuan said angrily, "We can't catch him without using our guns!"

"Really?" Zhang Yong nodded and reached out to pat the spy on the shoulder.

Very friendly. With a smile on his face.

Then he looked at the wound on his back. Well, it was not fatal.

"Please sit down!"

"Who are you?"

"I am your captor."

"Why do you arrest me?"

"Sit down and talk. Let's talk calmly."

Zhang Yong smiled slightly and said calmly, "Since I can catch you, it means that I have mastered your information. Otherwise, what would I catch you for? There is no point in your denial. I am not going to force you to confess anything. I will admit your

Identity, it shouldn’t be considered a betrayal of your organization!”

"who are you?"

"Have you heard of Zhang Yong? The one who captured many Japanese spies."

"Oh it's you!"

"Look, you know my name, which means we are colleagues. Then the next conversation will be much easier? Don't worry, I won't ask you about confidential information. I won't embarrass you."

"I……"

The spy hesitated.

Reason told him that he should not believe Zhang Yong.

However, if the other party just wants to know his name, it doesn't seem like an excessive request.

finally……

"Makawa Yoshinori."

"How many years have you been lurking?"

"I refuse to answer."

"OK!"

Zhang Yong did not continue to ask.

It is enough to confirm that the other party is a spy. We will talk about the other things later.

Anderson only wanted him to catch the spy, but he didn't say how he would interrogate him. He probably didn't have valuable information for such a small character.

Let it go.

Leave it to Zhu Yuan to handle it.

"Snow! He is really Japanese." Anderson's face looked very ugly.

He felt that he had overestimated the situation.

Even the staff of the concession telegraph office were disguised as Japanese. Not to mention other people?

The originally prepared 500 places may not be enough.

Fake! These damn Japanese must be captured one by one.

He wanted to eliminate all Japanese in the British Concession.

Leave no one behind.

Clear them all!

"Zhang, you are really amazing!"

"Excellent!"

"Then I leave full power to you."

"Mr. Anderson, I would like to ask, is there any benefit to me from doing this?"

"I don't have money. But I have weapons and ammunition."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Zhang Yong nodded.

This Anderson is also a cunning master.

Immediately give yourself an irresistible temptation. Arms and ammunition!

At this moment, weapons and ammunition are more valuable than gold.

Gold also needs to be converted into weapons and ammunition through other channels. This is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Of course, if it's for personal consumption, that's another matter.

However, when Zhang Yong's personal space was filled with gold bars, he felt that it was too small to be blindly arrogant and extravagant.

The key is that no matter how hard he goes, it won't cost him much.

Buying weapons has few channels and takes a long time.

In the middle, a large amount may be taken away by others. In the end, less than 30% may be obtained.

The British directly provided weapons and ammunition, eliminating the need for middlemen. It was actually a good deal.

"Take it away!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Zhu Yuan then took the dejected spy away.

Kicked hard twice.

"What a fool, you were so vicious just now!"

"You're so mean!"

As a result, the spy showed no response.

And secretly despise them. Patrol. What the hell? Not professional at all?

What's the use of spanking me? What's the use of pressing my shoulders? To press me, you must press your waist. If you press someone's waist, they won't be able to struggle. You don't even understand this...

You see, Zhang Yong's men are very proficient in this. When they come up, they beat him on the waist.

Now, even if there are no handcuffs or ropes, he can't actually struggle. Because the pain in his back is so severe, it is difficult to even stand up. How can he resist...

"etc!"

Zhang Yong suddenly remembered something again.

He called Zhu Yuan and the spy to a halt.

He turned to Anderson and said, "Mr. Anderson, I have an additional request."

"You tell me 1" Anderson was in a good mood.

"I hope to extract some people from your concession prison. Some of them are from the outside world. Although they have done wrong things, they are very good at their crafts. I need them to deal with the Japanese."

"Okay. If you catch a spy, take one person out. But murderers are excluded."

"This is not a condition of the deal."

"Of course. This is a verbal agreement."

"good!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

My impression of Anderson has improved.

Of course, Anderson is definitely not a kind person, he just chooses his own interests.

Currently, the greatest threat to the British is the Japanese. On the contrary, the Chinese have become allies of the British. The British need to use the power of the Chinese to deal with the Japanese.

The prisoners in the concession prisons were of little value to the British. It was better to use them as waste.
To be continued...