Chapter 8 Chapter Eight Taking Risks for Others

It seemed that Zong Wulang had already expected that Zhuangye would visit late at night. When Zhuangye, accompanied by the middle-aged man, entered the living room, Zong Wulang was already waiting inside, well-dressed. "Brother Shuangye!" Zongwulang enthusiastically hugged Shoye who was a head taller than himself. Zhuang Ye was not as happy as Zongwulang, "Brother Zongwu, I almost lost sight of you." Zong Wulang patted Zhuangye's generous shoulder indifferently, and said, "Let alone one assassin, even if there are ten, I'm afraid you will knock down five pairs!"

"You think so?" "Otherwise, you wouldn't be called the cold-faced killer Zhuang Ye. How about that girl? Haha..." After exchanging pleasantries, the two brothers sat on the sofa. Zong Wulang pointed to the middle-aged man who had been standing aside and introduced to Zhuang Ye, "He is my secretary. You can call him Pei Zhao." Zhuang Ye moved his buttocks, hummed, and said, "I have learned the lesson just now..." Pei Zhao politely and quickly said to Zhuang Ye: "Mr. Zhuang Ye, just now... I did it as a last resort, please bear with me."

"Understood, I understand." Zhuangye looked a little impatient, waved his hands and said, "Zong Wulang doesn't know why you want me to come here?" Zong Wulang didn't answer Zhuang Ye, he stood up with a long sigh, and walked back and forth in front of Zhuang Ye with his hands behind his back. Zhuang Ye couldn't stand this, he said to Zong Wu impatiently, "Zong Wulang, what's wrong with you? I...I can't stand this!" Zongwulang stopped, turned to Zhuangye, and asked Zhuangye with a stern face: "You...do you want to know the current situation?"

"None of my business? I just want to kill Kawashima!" "You are so confused! How can a mere Chuandao care about it! When the country is in crisis, how can a real man stick to his personal grudges?" "You..." Zhuangye looked at his brother puzzled, he didn't understand why Zongwulang took his own revenge so lightly. Although Zhuangye and Zongwulang are close friends, in recent years, the two have gone their separate ways and have little understanding of each other. In the government, Zong Wulang can be said to be a man of quick thinking and full of strategy. His city is extremely deep, and he is quite appreciated by the Prime Minister.It is said that once he paid homage to the prime minister, he prepared it for Youpang and poured tea for him.Currently, he has a top-secret item that needs to be delivered.

My own goal is too big, so I have to choose a competent delivery person.Undoubtedly, the killer Shuangye couldn't be more suitable.Sadly, Sotakero knows everything about Shono but Shono doesn't know anything about his brother. "Brother Zhuangye, you are a sensible person who understands the general situation." "I'm not interested in what you're talking about!" Zong Wulang was startled, and winked at Pei Zhao.Pei Zhao immediately put a small suitcase in front of Zhuang Ye.Zhuang Ye was stunned, "This...what is it for?" Zong Wulang looked at Zhuang Ye coldly and remained silent. After a while, Zong Wulang said: "But I'm interested in you! I know, only you can help me with this."

"..." Zhuangye saw that Zong Wulang was very dissatisfied with him, and he was also embarrassed by his rudeness.He avoided Somuro's cold gaze, and subconsciously fiddled with a very rough silver-plated cigarette case on the coffee table. "Zong Wulang, just say it straight! What do you want me to do?" Zhuangye couldn't hold back. "Okay, happy! Happy! It seems that things are much simpler than I imagined." Zong Wulang pointed to the small suitcase in front of Zhuangye and said, "I... just want you to take this suitcase for me. China." "Why don't you personally..."

Zong Wulang waved his hands and said helplessly: "I can't compare to you. As a government official, how can I leave my post without authorization... There are still many things in Tokyo that I need to deal with." It is inconvenient for Zhuangye to ask further questions, since he is entrusted by others, how can he make others unhappy.Zhuangye casually picked up the suitcase. "Be careful!" Zong Wulang took a step forward to sleep and said, "You don't know, this small lead-sealed suitcase has an automatic detonation device inside, you should try to be as light as possible when holding it, so as not to cause accidents. Accidents, of course, don't worry too much, as long as you don't open it without authorization, you will always be safe."

Zhuang Ye looked at this dangerous and mysterious little suitcase and said, "When are you leaving?" "I've already bought the plane ticket for you. Tomorrow night, I will pass through Hong Kong and then go to Chongqing. When you arrive at Tanqing, you have to hand over this suitcase to a person wearing a plum brooch on his chest. You must know , this suitcase is not only related to your and my life, but also to the interests of the country." So saying, Zongwulang took out a small black pistol from his arms and handed it to Shoye. "Take this pistol, it will be of use to you."

Zhuangye took the pistol and smiled coldly, "Hmph, it's just right to hit Kawashima's head with this thing." "Kawashima, I have my own arrangements, so don't be distracted by it anymore. I can't help but tell you frankly that many people are interested in this suitcase." "why?" "Because it contains something useful to them." So Takero also sat down. "And who are they referring to?" "I can't tell. Foreigners... can't exclude the Japanese. Of course, I will send someone to protect you, so you can rest assured."

"Zong Wuyun..." Zhuang Ye said with difficulty. "what?" "Here...what exactly is in it?" Zhuang Ye pointed to the small lead-sealed suitcase and asked doubtfully. Zong Wulang thought for a while and replied: "It's better that you don't know. Because... once an accident happens, you will always be an outsider and will not be implicated. Well, you should go back and rest... Remember, you are from me." After going out, you can no longer contact anyone, including me!" "Scared! It's too mysterious." Zhuangye thought to himself.

"Send off Mr. Zhuangye." Zong Wulang yelled to Pei Zhao rudely, and Pei Zhao bowed and opened the door in response. Zhuangye picked up the small suitcase, glanced at Zong Wulang, and walked out the door.Zhuangye never expected that since he picked up this small suitcase, he would be on a road to death. Ten minutes later, Zhuangye returned to his guest room. After a while of nervousness, he felt even more exhausted.He doesn't really take what Zongwulang said about "the interests of the nation, the rise and fall of the country".He always felt that Zong Wulang was exaggerating. Literati, he was always willing to put things in such a ridiculous way.But even if people trust him so much, they can't let people down.Maybe there is something precious hidden in this suitcase?Never mind him, we'll talk about big things tomorrow.Zhuangye locked the door, leaned on the bed, and fell asleep. ——When I woke up, my husband was very bright. At this time, Zhuangye realized that he had slept in a suitcase upstairs, and couldn't help laughing. "Hmph, it's another job asking for trouble." Zhuang Ye wanted to have some breakfast in the bar downstairs, but he didn't know where to hide this terrible suitcase.Finally, he simply walked out of the room with the small suitcase. There was almost no one in the bar, and there were two people sitting a few tables away from him, a man and a woman. For some reason, Zhuang Ye always felt that someone had started to stare at him.Zhuang Ye stared at the two men intently. If Zhuang Ye wasn't wearing sunglasses, the staring eyes at each other would definitely lead to a fight.Zhuang Ye casually ordered two dishes and a bottle of old Shaoxing wine.Zhuang Ye noticed that the woman was very charming, with snow-white thighs exposed from the side seam of the cheongsam.Zhuang Ye really wondered if she didn't wear underwear, and after drinking a glass of wine, she felt more energetic. In Zhuang Ye's eyes, that man was also big enough, he might weigh two hundred catties, but he was just a little stupid. "It's too unsuitable." Zhuang Ye muttered to himself, "I don't know who their little brat will look like..." A few more guests walked into the bar, and Shono hated these people for breaking the tranquility of the place.The phone on the counter rang, and the waiter shouted into the receiver: "Mr. Zhuangye? Call." "I am." Zhuang Ye stood up and walked towards the counter.He didn't understand who would call him.Before taking two steps, Zhuangye turned around and picked up the small suitcase on the dining table. "Which one?" Jane held the phone in Zhuangye's big palm, which was as small as a children's toy. "Brother Shoye? I'm Sotakero." Zhuangye's eyes lit up: "Ah? Zongwulang, what's the matter?" "Half an hour later, you bring your things to the City God Temple to find me, and I still have something to say." "clear." The phone is down. "Go to Chenghuang Temple in half an hour, damn it, isn't this a reminder?" Zhuang Ye returned to the dining table and wiped out all the wine and food.He straightened his tie, picked up the small suitcase and walked out the door. "No." Zhuangye suddenly felt that there was something unusual about the call Zongwulang made just now. "What's wrong?" He couldn't tell where the anomaly was for a while.Zhuangye slowed down, trying hard to think about what Zongwulang said on the phone just now. "Brother Zhuangye? I'm Zongwulang." "After half an hour, you bring your things to the Temple of the City God to find me. I still have something to say." The tone of the speech?Yes, it is him.The names of each other are also correct.But... where is the anomaly?Zhuang Ye finally stopped in his tracks. He accidentally noticed that the man and woman had also left the dining table. "Huh? Who are they?" The man and the woman casually walked to the counter, nonchalantly chatting with the waiter about the embarrassment of the Hong Kong singer in the big world last night. "Could it be that I'm overthinking?" Zhuang Ye thought hard.No, Zhuangye has always believed in his own feelings.Brother Zongwu, brother Zongwu... The unscrupulous laughter of the man and the woman came from behind.For some reason, Zhuang Ye felt that the laughter seemed to be mocking him, mocking his slowness. "Oh! I'm so stupid. The so-called abnormality is that Zong Wulang can't call me at all." Zhuangye suddenly came to a new conclusion.Didn't Zong Wulang repeatedly tell himself that after leaving him, he can no longer contact anyone?Bao Kuo and himself.At that time, I always felt that Zong Wulang was a little bit mystifying.Now it seems... yes, it is impossible for Zong Wulang to call himself again. He has always followed his word and practiced it, and never regretted it.It seems that someone wants to lure me to Chenghuang Temple, what is their intention?With something...?what?Isn't it just this suitcase?Hmph, someone has already started to think about it, what are these people doing?Why are you so interested in luggage?How do they know that the suitcase is in my hand, and I'm in the bar at this very moment?Zhuangye knew nothing about these.He only vaguely felt that the opponents were some difficult people to deal with. disgusting!Zhuang Ye saw the man and woman in front of the counter hugging and kissing wildly in front of the waiters. Could it be that these two sluts are also related to them?Are they foreigners?Or Japanese?No wonder Zong Wulang had already killed four candidates in the same room as the picker...and the fifth candidate—himself, was unfortunately selected. "Damn it, I want to meet these bastards for a while!" Zhuang Ye became ruthless, and strode out the door. Even these bastards can't deal with them, what kind of "cold-faced killers" are they!Life and death are small, don't smash the signboard! Just as Zhuang Ye walked out of the Xiangxue Hotel, a rickshaw driver ran over, "Sir, where are you going?" "City God Temple!" "The incense in the Town God's Temple has been cut off long ago, you go there..." the talkative coachman said hesitantly to Zhuangye. "Stop talking!" Zhuang Ye was displeased. It took more than 30 minutes to run from Xiangxue Hotel to Chenghuang Temple. Although it was late autumn, the driver in thin clothes was still sweating. Zhuang Ye stepped out of the rickshaw, took out a large bill and handed it to the driver's chest, saying, "Here you are, you don't need to look for it." The coachman smiled slyly at Zhuangye: "It's so generous! Keep it, maybe you will need it more than me in the future." After that, the coachman winked at Zhuangye, lifted the handle and left. "Hmm, what a tricky coachman!" Zhuang Ye looked at the coachman's back suspiciously, and he felt that this young man had a lot of history.However, the time for the appointment has passed, so there is no room for thinking about coachmen and grooms.Zhuangye took a few steps up the stone steps, opened the door and walked into the old Town God's Temple that was no longer guarded. The temple is empty and desolate, and the air-conditioning is dense.After the fall of Shanghai, the city god's temple, which was full of incense, became an empty hall where ghosts did not enter.In the courtyard, several towering ancient trees stretched their arms and shoulders, covering the beautiful sun outside.Even in the daytime, it is very dark here.Shoye stood in the courtyard and looked around. He didn't know if the people pretending to be Zongwulang were hiding in the dark at the moment. They pointed their guns at him. Shoye couldn't help shivering. small pistol. "Is anyone there?" Zhuang Ye yelled loudly, but there was no reaction in the temple except for the "buzzing" sound. "Damn it, they're all dead!" He didn't understand, what are the people who invited him here waiting for?If you want to grab a suitcase, you should do it quickly.He couldn't bear the silence of not knowing where his opponent was. Zhuangye walked to the main room, the door was ajar.He stepped through the half-foot-high threshold, and the room was dark.It took a long time for Zhuang Ye's eyes to adapt to the darkness here.Zhuangye took a few more steps forward, when suddenly his foot tripped over something soft.When he leaned over to take a closer look, his whole body shrank involuntarily, as if electrocuted.It turned out that there was a dead body lying on the dusty blue brick floor. The dead man's eyes were wide open, and the blood gushing from his chest hadn't clotted yet.Zhuang Ye flipped the body that was not yet stiff, and he was surprised to find that both arms of the deceased had been completely broken. Zhuang Ye couldn't help feeling sick. Obviously, there must have been a fierce battle here just ten minutes ago.If it wasn't for the fact that the coachman went the wrong way, he would have caught up with this fight. coachman?Wrong way?It occurred to him that the eccentric coachman might have had something to do with the fierce fighting here. "That rickshaw driver must have something to do with the fierce battle here!" The rickshaw driver in Tokyo couldn't find the Town God's Temple, and a fool would not believe it.He must have deliberately gone the wrong way.But why would he deliberately go the wrong way?There can only be one explanation for this. He didn't want to catch up with this fierce battle. The strange thing is, how did this coachman know that there was going to be a fierce battle here?The more Zhuang Ye thought about it, the more confused he became, but he clearly felt that he had fallen into a puzzling incident with murderous intent lurking. Zhuangye clapped his hands, picked up the suitcase and stood up.He was suffocated by the eerie atmosphere in the room, and now he just wanted to get out of this wretched place immediately. Suddenly, he seemed to hear some noise outside the courtyard, he opened the door and rushed out. "Quick! Get down!" Huai shouted from somewhere. Zhuang Ye didn't have time to think about it and quickly lay down on the ground, almost at the same time, a bullet flew over, hitting the door panel behind the place where he was standing just now. "That's so mysterious!" Zhuang Ye gasped, if someone hadn't shouted to get down, and this nasty bullet hit his head, it would be certain.Zhuangye was afraid of being plotted again, so he rolled on the spot and fell into the threshold. "Bang!" There was another gunshot outside the house, and the sound seemed farther away than the one just now.Zhuangye heard that the two gunshots came from two different models of pistols.It seemed that he was going to deal with two assassins at the same time. Zhuang Ye confidently took out his pistol and watched the movement outside.As the saying goes, "It is easy to hide a sharp gun but hard to defend against a hidden arrow".As long as the opponent showed up, Zhuangye thought he could handle any situation. Waited for five full minutes.There was still no one attacking the house, Zhuang Ye looked out through the crack of the door, and there was no one in the courtyard. "Strange! Strange!" Zhuang Yelian said strangely. A strange sense of adventure overcame the fear, and Zhuangye rushed out of the room again.He looked around cautiously, but found nothing suspicious.He walked quickly to the courtyard door. "Ou" what is that?Zhuangye suddenly found a dead body lying under an old tree at the base of the wall.Zhuang Ye walked over, and he recognized that this person was Chuan Dao's thug. "What a Kawashima, you want to strike first!" Zhuangye's eyes were burning with hatred.Obviously, the corpse in the room must also be related to Kawashima, or Kawashima's thugs, or Kawashima's enemies.He just didn't understand who killed Kawashima's thugs who were lurking here.He clearly remembered that when he entered the hospital, it was very clean. Obviously, the corpse in front of him was hit by the second shot just now.Undoubtedly, the first shot was fired by this short-lived ghost.Yes, it must be him.Zhuangye noticed that the deceased was holding a German-made horse brand luzi in his hand.Zhuang Ye couldn't be more familiar with the gunshots of this pistol.Then the person who beat this bastard to death must be the one who yelled "get down" to himself.Why did he save himself?And leave without saying goodbye?Zhuang Ye wanted to know who he was, but unfortunately, he didn't even see his back.Zhuang Ye took another look at the body and found that the fatal bullet had hit the center of the eyebrow. "Good marksmanship!" The two gunshots inside the Temple of the City God didn't cause much shock to the people outside the courtyard. The social order was already very chaotic, vendettas, rapes and murders were not uncommon, and rare gunshots were heard from time to time in remote places.Shono walked down the street as if nothing had happened.Where to go? The Xiangxue Hotel might not be very safe at the moment, so why not just spend the few hours before takeoff on the street, with a certain idea, he would feel much more at ease.