Zhang Yong ignored the young man.

Hehe, I'm a junior. I'm not a big shot. Don't worry about it.

He went into the yard at the back and took a look. He thought it was quite big. It seemed like it could store a lot of supplies.

The fence in the backyard is also more than two meters high, so you can't see what's going on inside from the outside. With a stool set up inside, you can lie on the wall and observe what's going on outside.

There are three ladders under the wall, presumably for quick evacuation.

Good place.

If you have any treasures in the future, put them here.

Those who can't fit in the portable space but don't want to hand it over to the superiors can just put it here.

Boss Miao must agree even if he agrees. He must agree even if he disagrees. This is called creating an established fact.

What's there?

Anyway, it is valuable. For example, it can be found in the ocean or something.

But safety must be guaranteed.

"Boss Miao, is there anyone on duty at night?"

"Xiao Guo and I sleep here at night."

"Are there any weapons?"

"What do you need a weapon for?"

"It's safer to have a weapon in your hand."

"Need not."

Boss Miao shook his head.

They are all unarmed.

If you are armed, something may happen easily. It is difficult to explain clearly.

Zhang Yong took out two shell guns. They were both made of very good quality mirror boxes and handed them to Boss Miao.

Boss Miao waved his hand hurriedly.

His mission, his role, is that he cannot carry a gun.

Zhang Yong:……

Forget it.

I glanced at the young man sideways and found that his eyes were burning. He obviously wanted to.

Young people, who doesn't like guns?

The shell gun is simply the standard equipment of this era.

It is the embodiment of heroism and chivalry.

It's a pity that it's not his turn to make the decision in this matter. He has to listen to Boss Miao. This is called organizational discipline. You don't just do whatever you want.

He deliberately shook the shell gun at the young man and then put it away.

want to?

Don’t give it!

hey-hey!

The young man's eyes suddenly...

Boss Miao:......

This Zhang Yong.

What a flamboyant guy.

What are you showing off? Are you deliberately irritating others? Really.

No wonder Shi Bingdao was frightened.

It's fine now. I guess I will have to worry about it in the future.

well……

"That……"

Zhang Yong looked at the map silently.

There seems to be a hotel next to it? I just passed by it, and the business was not good.

These days, the business of hotels has plummeted. Unless they have relations with foreigners, they are struggling to survive and may close down at any time.

"Do you know the owner of the hotel next door?"

"Oh, Boss Zhou! I know you. I know you."

"Ask him to come here."

"Okay. Okay. Xiao Guo. Let's go ask Boss Zhou."

"knew."

Xiao Guo went immediately.

Running very fast.

What a young guy, full of energy.

In fact, Zhang Yong himself is not very old, only in his early twenties. But he does not seem to have such abundant energy.

Alas, some things are not worthy of comment by outsiders...

"What are you doing with Boss Zhou?"

"I've arranged for a few people to live nearby. If anything happens, I can take care of them."

"Arrange someone from your Fuxing Society's Secret Service?"

"of course not."

Zhang Yong shook his head. He would not arrange these people.

They were recruited by other wild men he arranged. They have nothing to do with the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

Soon, Xiao Guo came back. He stopped talking.

"Is there something wrong, Boss Zhou?"

"He is temporarily unavailable."

"Really? I'll go take a look."

Zhang Yong was a little curious.

A hotel owner is actually unavailable?

Haha. The shelf is so big. Go and see where it comes from.

"Xiao Guo, look outside."

"yes."

Xiao Guo went out.

Boss Miao hesitated to speak. His expression changed uncertainly.

Zhang Yong said bluntly: "Boss Miao and Shi Bingdao are not as hesitant as you."

"Team Leader Zhang, I'm telling you the truth. There is a seriously injured person over there who needs surgery. However, the wind is very tight right now..."

"This is easy! I'll send him to Tzu Chi Hospital in the concession."

"But, his identity..."

"Simple. Just say that he was my informant. He was injured by a Japanese spy. What was the injury?"

"The gunshot wound was in the lower abdomen. The bullet was close to the lung."

"I gonna go see?"

"Will the secret be leaked?"

"The people I brought here were all found by Shi Bingdao."

"That's good."

Boss Miao was relieved.

So I took Zhang Yong to the hotel next door.

The name of this hotel is actually called Brazil Hotel. I don’t know where the name came from.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but think of Brazilian barbecue.
To be continued...