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Chapter 855, Yangzhou, land deed, salt stamp(3/4)

Still carrying a gun?

Any idiot knows what a spy is going to do.

Sure enough, the spy quickly raised his gun and shot at Shen Zhongyu.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Gunshots were heard.

Shen Zhongyu was caught off guard and was shot on the spot.

Yin Taixi in front of him quickly backed away and got into the car. He didn't get into a Stypunkt, but a Buick.

Holding a briefcase in one hand and a rattan box in the other.

drive.

Leave.

And the spy continued to shoot.

At this time, Shen Zhongyu's bodyguard also reacted and hurriedly drew his gun to fight back.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire was chaotic.

The spy was soon shot.

Zhang Yong:???

what's the situation?

Is this an assassination? It seems so.

But the assassin was also killed? The assassin didn’t even escape?

Is Yoon Tae-seok the only one who ran away?

This assassination...

It seems that the technical content is not enough!

The assassin actually didn't run away. He also died at the scene.

I always feel like I'm not very smart...

But let’s forget about it for now. Let’s go after Yin Tae-seok first.

Zhang Yong had already prepared for the four directions in which Yin Taixi might escape.

As a result, Yin Taixi came towards him.

"Bang!"

"Crash..."

There was a messy sound.

The truck pushed out from the side intercepted the Buick sedan.

The carts were loaded with heavy bricks. They stopped the Buick rudely on the spot.

"boom……"

The Buick sedan hit the wall.

Yang Zhi and others rushed forward.

Successfully pulled Yin Taixi out of the car.

Yin Taixi himself is still a little dazed. He has not yet fully woken up.

Zhang Yong first picked up his briefcase and then picked up the rattan box.

Okay, don’t worry about what’s inside for now, it’s all yours now.

Sure enough, if you catch the fat sheep, you can eat enough.

"It's you……"

At this time, Yin Taixi gradually woke up.

He actually recognized Zhang Yong immediately.

Zhang Yong:……

Too hasty.

Didn't put on the headgear in time.

Forget it, just recognize him if you recognize him. Anyway, he and Yin Taixi are also acquaintances.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

The main feature is a little white rabbit that is harmless to humans and animals.

"you……"

Yin Taixi closed his eyes tightly, hoping to faint.

Really, it's better to faint and not know anything. Otherwise, he can't predict what will happen next.

"I didn't expect you to be in Yangzhou." Zhang Yong said calmly.

Yin Taixi didn't speak.

He didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to pass out.

Unfortunately, he is sober.

Zhang Yong picked up the briefcase and opened it.

Sure enough, there were gold bars and a large number of silver notes inside.

The gold bars are five large yellow croakers. They are heavy. One weighs 300 grams.

Therefore, catching spies is a daily task. As long as there are spies, they will not starve to death. The income is stable, although not high.

After a rough count of the banknotes, I found that the amount was gratifying. It was more than fifteen thousand.

Swallow it all without thinking.

Fortunately, he now has enough space in his pocket.

Happy.

This trip to Yangzhou was not in vain.

The main course hasn't been served yet, so it would be nice to have an appetizer first.

Open the rattan box again.

A bit disappointed.

There are no gold bars or silver notes inside.

They are all kinds of paper vouchers.

There are letters in the ocean at the bottom, but they are not many.

If there are too many, it would be impossible for Yin Taixi to lift them with one hand.

So, you can ignore it for now.

Looking at the paper vouchers, I noticed that the one above seemed to be a land deed? I picked it up, thought about it carefully, and found that it was indeed a land deed.

Weird, why is there a land deed?

Look below, it seems to be Shiohiki? There are dozens of them.

Not sure. Traditional Chinese characters. Very complicated. What is certain is the word "salt". What he thought of was Yan Yin.

Strange, a land deed? Dozens of salt certificates?

do what?

Selling land? Selling salt?

The Shen family needs to sell land? Is there still salt in this era?

Not sure why.

"This is the manor title deed." Nightingale interjected.

"What's so special?" Zhang Yong didn't understand.

A title deed is a title deed.
To be continued...
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