Chapter 955, Solitaire? Lianliankan?(1/4)
"Don't move!"
"Don't move!"
Everyone rushed forward and held Huang Yong tightly.
Huang Yong, caught off guard, subconsciously struggled and resisted, and his movements were quite intense.
It is completely different from the previous Japanese spy. This guy is obviously trained.
Strike...
Counterattack...
Bite...
Lin Wan was stunned.
Is this a Japanese spy?
It felt so difficult to catch. No one could hold it down.
During the fight, things kept falling out of Huang Yong.
First of all, there are a stack of scattered silver notes.
The silver notes that were originally tied were torn apart and scattered one by one.
Zhang Yong hurried up.
Happy.
This is a gold coin!
This Huang Yong is indeed a rich man.
Catch it right.
I picked up one and found that it was 500 denominations.
Mom!
Such a large denomination.
All of them are issued by HSBC.
Awesome...
The latter is the most important thing.
If it is from Baoshang Bank, it is worthless.
One picture...
Five pictures...
Ten pictures...
Zhang Yong carefully picked it up.
As a result, Huang Yong gradually stopped struggling.
He suddenly asked, "Are you Zhang Yong?"
"It's me." Zhang Yong didn't look back and was busy continuing to pick up silver notes.
"It's you!"
"Do you know me?"
"Who else except you, who would be so greedy to pick up silver notes!"
"Well……"
Zhang Yong felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of humiliation and hurt. He was so angry.
However, he tilted his head and thought about it, and it was fine again.
If you humiliate, humiliate. Everyone is welcome to use silver notes to humiliate themselves.
Especially for such large-value people, he likes to be humiliated.
Carefully picked up all the silver notes and counted the numbers. There were 50 in total, all with a denomination of 500.
A total of 25,000 oceans!
Happy.
Go out and make a fortune.
People who come to Beijing are rich.
Unfortunately, Yoshiko Kawashima was not caught for the second time, otherwise...
I have all the money to buy a hundred planes. I have it in place at one time. I don’t have to work hard to catch Japanese spies one by one now!
Hold all the bills.
Huang Yong was tied up, but his mouth was not stuffed with rags.
There is no need. He doesn't look like he's so crazy that he commits suicide.
Zhang Yong went up.
Pick up an envelope from Huang Yong's feet.
Huang Yong subconsciously wanted to stop him, but it was useless. His body was pressed tightly by others.
Zhang Yong picked up the envelope and found a varnish seal.
"What's inside?"
"Let me go! What are you doing when you arrest me? I want to complain to you..."
"What's inside the envelope?"
"I am innocent. I am not a Japanese spy. What are you trying to catch me?"
"ah……"
Suddenly screamed.
However, Zhang Yong took out the electric baton and beat him to output it.
"Splitting..."
"Splitting..."
A spark was lightning.
Huang Yong suddenly became super sour.
The hair was standing up one by one, as if it was a baby with an antenna, and her face was charred.
The tongue was trembling too.
I want to say something, but I can't say it.
The feet were also light and floating, as if they were already floating in the clouds.
"ah……"
Suddenly he screamed again.
However, Zhang Yong let go of the electric baton for a moment and started outputting again.
Huang Yong's body suddenly trembled violently. All movements were uncontrollable. His hair was smoked and charred.
Dance and joy.
Start dancing before everyone...
Zhang Yong let go of the electric baton.
Huang Yong's body suddenly felt sore and soft, as if it was noodles.
The whole person was smoking, as if he was about to be scorched.
"Would you like to come again..."
“Ah…”
"Splitting..."
"Splitting..."
Zhang Yong made another shot. It’s okay. He can’t die.
Follow the instructions for use. The electric baton cannot be used continuously. Otherwise, unpredictable consequences may occur.
But what does it matter? At most, it becomes a neurotic.
A psychopathic Japanese spy is actually very good. He will consciously or unconsciously reveal many secrets.
An important role of electrocution is to hurt the brain.
To be continued...