Mokawa Hide remained silent.

I feel that when I met Zhang Yong, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier, and I couldn't explain why.

I have never seen such a rogue Zhang Yong.

Really, never.

As we have said, we are agents and spies. We are professionals. Don’t talk about money all day long. As a result, this guy insisted on asking for money.

Too vulgar.

How could this be? You are really ruining the reputation of our profession...

"You can bargain."

"What?"

"If you ask for a high price, you'll pay it back on the spot. You have the right to make a counteroffer."

"one thousand!"

Maokawaxiu shouted hurriedly.

Zhang Yong:……

Look at each other with caring eyes.

I'm asking you to make a counteroffer. I'm not asking you to fantasize.

one thousand?

Okay, take out one thigh. Don’t even think about taking out the other parts.

"two thousand!"

Maokawaxiu quickly changed his tune.

The counter-offer just now was indeed too much. Two thousand is fine.

Then I realized something was wrong.

two thousand?

That's too much. No. No.

More than fifty people. Two thousand each. That’s one hundred thousand! A hundred thousand oceans! How can that be done?

"make a deal!"

Zhang Yong readily agreed.

Two thousand is two thousand. Only when you get it is it real.

If the lion opens its mouth, Maokawa Xiu can't come up with it. Wouldn't it be in vain?

"no……"

Maokawaxiu responded subconsciously.

Two thousand is so expensive. I don’t agree. I just said it wrong. I want to change my words...

"Are you going to give three thousand?"

"No!"

Maochuanxiu's whole body was filled with excitement.

Forgot. The guy sitting in front of him was nicknamed "Desperate for Money".

Every stone will squeeze out oil.

You have to pay for any mosquitoes that fly over.

He finally agreed and settled on 2,000 for each person. If he changed his mind, it would start at 3,000. Is that still okay?

Fifty people, the total price is over 100,000. It's not impossible to grit your teeth.

There are so many traitors anyway.

There is also the Manchukuo Treasury...

Yoshiko Kawashima will be responsible for this money as always.

Finally, I will praise her a few more times to make her feel that she is really Japanese. Then she will be slaughtered willingly. Until the last copper is squeezed out, she will be kicked away and sold to the old madam as a secret prostitute...

"That means you agreed?"

"Promise! Promise! Two thousand per person. You can't increase it any more!"

"None of us can change."

Maochuanxiu hurriedly insisted on the matter and did not give Zhang Yong a chance to regret it.

Looking at Zhang Yong, he obviously felt that he was at a loss. The other party offered 5,000 yuan, but he bargained for 2,000 yuan, which was a full 60% reduction!

For a time, Maochuanxiu felt full of accomplishment.

In any case, the task that Kenji Doihara assigned to him saw the light of day being successfully completed.

"You can't go back on your word!" Maokawa emphasized repeatedly.

"Okay!" Zhang Yong nodded.

Do I regret it?

Haha! What do I regret?

I just don't keep my word. I have no regrets...

Wait for the people from the 29th Army to take over. I will take the money and leave. The rest of the things have nothing to do with me. Haha. Haha.

Those beautiful tea art girls then quietly saw that Zhang Yong was "crazy" again.

It always seems like a person is laughing secretly there...

But I don’t know what I’m laughing at.

"By the way. Have you seen Cheporov?"

"who?"

"Cheporov is in there too. Didn't you see?"

"I don't know about Cheporov. Didn't you mean a gangster?"

"Ah, that's right."

Zhang Yong remonstrated and said that he was wrong.

Where is Cheporov? No. No. Cheporov is dead. The news of his death has been announced a long time ago.

so……

That one inside is not Cheporov!

Even if you peel off his skin, he is not...

"Who are you asking for money? Who will give Cheporov money?" Shikawa Hide suddenly became curious.

"I don't know either. How about you give me some advice?" Zhang Yong asked humbly.

real.

He was asking seriously.

Because he really didn't know who to blackmail Chiporov.

That guy's brother is in Shanghai. He's so far away that he can't be contacted. It might be useless to contact him.

Maybe, what is the name of Cheporov's brother? Who is his husband? Maybe he really hopes that Cheporov will die and inherit everything from his brother. Then it will be self-defeating and it will be over.

"How do I know?" Maokawaxiu immediately refused, thinking, even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

"Okay." Zhang Yong could only nod regretfully.

It seems that Cheporov has no chance to come out. We can only kill him.

If you can't get the money, you have to kill the person.

"Look at this number." Zhang Yong pushed a piece of paper to Maochuanxiu.

Maokawaxiu took it over in confusion and frowned.

can't read.

Written above is the Arabic numeral .733.

"What's this?"

"It's everyone in the Bamboo Garden."

"What?"

"Everyone is correct. I counted them carefully. There are seven hundred and thirty-three people in total."
To be continued...