Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 314, the concession is not peaceful
"Mr. Jin, help! Help!"

"Mr. Jin, help! Help!"

Tanavaro yelled.Zhang Yong almost thought he was possessed by Pavarotti.

So sad.This guy's cigars are way too strong.The sound was deafening again.

struggle.

Found useless.

The other party really lifted him up.

have no choice……

Secretly pray, don't fall!

It was just thrown by Chen Gongshu yesterday.If you fall again, it will really fall apart.

Fortunately, after a few minutes, Tanavaro finally put him down.

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Nest grass.Are all Italians this rough?Could it be that he met a fake Italian?

It would be great if the Italians behaved so fiercely on the battlefield.The Führer can also breathe a sigh of relief.There is no need to mobilize so many troops to rescue this pig teammate.

"Mr. Kim..."

"Let's go aside and talk."

"I can't go."

"why?"

"I lost."

"you……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

You said it so loudly, do you want me to help you pay off your gambling debt?
dream!

I don't know you very well!

"Mr. Jin, lend me one hundred dollars! I'll pay you back another day!"

"Hundred dollars?"

"Yes. I only need a hundred dollars. You can leave. I'll go back and make you macaroni and pizza myself."

"if only……"

Zhang Yong's eyes widened.

One hundred dollars!Brother!Not a hundred lire!As long as it is!
Do you know what a hundred dollars is worth?A bottle of Coke is only a few cents!What the hell, that's thousands of bottles of Coke!
A brand new Colt M1911 pistol for $15!

"Jin, help..."

"Help……"

Tanavaro cried pitifully.

Not at all like a guy in the underworld business.The contrast between before and after is too great.

"All right!"

Zhang Yong reluctantly agreed.

Ask someone for something!
Fortunately, a hundred dollars was still available.

He took out a stack of green dollar bills, all in the denomination of 5 dollars.There are twenty in total.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Tanavaro took the dollar bills to pay off his gambling debts.

Immediately, everyone cheered enthusiastically.Someone brought a large beer.Drink to one's heart's content.

Tanavaro doesn't look like he's losing money either.That beer was a joy to drink.The cigars were also smoking bright red.Others also smoked and drank.That scene was so wild.

Zhang Yong: ...

Make wool!
How can it be more exciting than the Italian football team winning the championship?

I really can't figure out these Italians.

Pit the goods of the head of state.

But the head of state still has feelings for them very much.

It is said that when the head of state visited Italy, he was reluctant to leave.And Mussolini is closer than brothers.

If you don't know the details, you will definitely feel that the friendship between the two of them is definitely beyond the vast majority of people.

Later, Mussolini was captured by the guerrillas, and the head of state sent a commando to rescue him.For this pig teammate, the head of state can really be said to be benevolent and spare no effort.

"Hohohoho!"

"Hohohoho!"

Crazy Italians start dancing.

Almost thought they were Brazilians.You can have a samba anytime you want.

Tanavaro also cheered.It was as if instead of losing a hundred dollars at all, he had won a hundred dollars.

Zhang Yong: ...

This guy is definitely out of his mind.

This group of Italian fakes have problems.You still have to be careful.

"Kim, come here!"

Tanavaro greeted warmly.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Refuse.

I do not want it.

You can kill me with just the smell of smoke!
You are all tall and big, five big and three thick, what if you squeeze me?
"Boom!"

Suddenly someone fell to the ground.

I don't know which guy was drunk and lay down on the ground.

Zhang Yong: ...

Those drunken Italians!

"Mosanne!"

"Mosanne!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

The others followed suit and shouted.The sound is getting louder.

Zhang Yong:? ? ?
Mosanne?What's the meaning?
It was only later that I reacted.Like Mussolini?

accent difference.

It seems that these guys are all supporters of Mussolini.

Regardless of what later generations think of Mussolini, at least at this moment, the vast majority of Italians support this madman.

Even many Italians are still dreaming of recovering the Roman Empire under the stimulation of Mussolini.

Try to remember.History textbooks seem to have written about Italy's invasion of Ethiopia.And intervening in the Spanish Civil War.Also a restless master.

"Mosanne!"

"Mosanne!"

The crazy roar lasted for half an hour.

It wasn't until they were almost exhausted that the group of crazy Italians gradually calmed down.

"Jin, let's go!"

"Come, come with me!"

Tanavaro strode ahead to lead the way.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the guy wobbled when he walked.It feels like I'm going to fall to the ground at any moment.

Enter an Italian restaurant.The area is huge.But there were no guests.

Tables and chairs are also placed in a mess.Gives a very rough feel.

It seems that they have no intention of doing business at all.

This restaurant, may be a cover up.

"This is my restaurant!"

“We have the best macaroni and pizza in the world!”

"Today, you are all my most honored guests. Come. I will cook for you myself."

Tanavaro proudly announced.

Zhang Yong: ...

Ruined.A hundred dollars is going to go down the drain.

This guy is so passionate.Mostly because I don't want to pay back the hundred dollars.Why do you have the nerve to speak up?
Big loss...

That's one hundred dollars!

A hundred dollars at this time is worth a lot.

At least equivalent to more than three thousand US dollars in later generations.

Three thousand dollars for a meal of macaroni and a meal of pizza?Eighteen Michelin stars are not so expensive...

so sad...

But you can only sit down.After all, there is something to ask for.

Finally, Tanavaro finally came to his senses, "Dear Jin, what is the reason you came to see me?"

"Help me go to Sicily with a companion. He doesn't want to be here anymore."

"No problem. My boat is leaving this evening."

"Fine. I'll have him on board by tonight. Where is your ship?"

"Wusongkou Wharf. The biggest one. The Taranto."

"The Taranto. I remember."

"There is a Milan next to it. You must not make a mistake."

"I know."

Zhang Yong said he remembered.

I am very familiar with the major cities in Italy.

What about AC Milan, Inter Milan, Naples, Roma, Fiorentina, Juventus, Sampdoria...

I have always supported AC Milan...

Just as he was about to speak, his mind suddenly moved.

There is a red dot cut in at the edge of the map.

I took a casual glance and found that the target appeared at the end of the street.

He is wearing a long trench coat.Put your hands in your pockets.With a peaked cap.It's a standard killer.Even a blind person can see that there is definitely something wrong with this guy.

Zhang Yong judged that the other party might have concealed a pistol or something.Coming here is absolutely fine.

Did he come to assassinate himself?
Ha ha.

Do it secretly.

Said to Tanavaro: "You are not lucky today..."

"What?" Tanavaro didn't understand.

"I can do divination. Gypsy kind. I see, you're going to be in trouble today."

"What's the trouble?"

"Did you see that man? He just came to trouble you."

"Who?"

Tanavaro immediately turned his head and looked over.See the man in the windbreaker.

His face suddenly darkened.He also noticed it.The other party seems to be a bad person.Put your hands in your pockets.Possibly armed.

He immediately walked to the door of the shop and yelled outside.

No need to ask, it must be Italian.

As a result, many Italians rushed out immediately.

Several Italians rushed up immediately when they saw the man in the windbreaker.

The man in the windbreaker felt bad and subconsciously drew his gun.He did have a weapon.It is true that the visitor is not good.

however……

"Clap clap clap!"

"Bang bang bang!"

All kinds of random guns rang out.

The surrounding Italians opened fire.

The man in the windbreaker fell into a pool of blood in an instant.

The red dot disappears.

Dead through.

Zhang Yong sneered slightly.

hehe.Come here to kill?I really don't know how to write the word dead.

Do you really think that the Beretta M1934 pistol is not lethal?There are probably hundreds of these pistols on this street.A batch of fierce firepower.

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong dare not turn his face here.

There are too many Italians around.There are also many guns.There are only a dozen of them, so they will definitely not be able to beat them.

This kind of chaotic melee would not work even if Yan Shuangying came.

It depends on who has more people and who has more guns.Also depends on luck.Whoever is unlucky will have to die here.

"This damn guy!"

"Pick off his skin!"

Tanavaro exclaimed angrily.

He didn't realize at all that he was deceived by Zhang Yong.

Now Zhang Yong is almost certain that this Japanese killer is targeting him.He wanted to assassinate himself.

I didn't even know where I was being followed.

It seems that there are already many informants of the Japanese invaders in the concession.Going alone is very dangerous.

Quietly.

The Italians went up and really wiped out the killer.Then drag the body away.

How will it be handled?

Zhang Yong didn't know.I don't even want to ask.

Others occupy the entire street here, of course there is a way to deal with it.

It might have just been burned.No trace is left.

"It must be the British!"

"what?"

"It must have been sent by the British!"

"Uh……"

Zhang Yong hesitated to speak.

It feels like Tanavaro's mind is a little rushed.

Do you Italians have conflicts with the British?How could the British think of sending killers to kill you?
But it's hard to say.

The concession is not peaceful.

In addition to the disputes among the Chinese, there were also internal disputes among the great powers.

This Tanavaro, in particular, has a Sicilian background.It is not a serious business to do in the concession.There is definitely a conflict with the British.

Maybe some of the British people do unscrupulous business.

How did those foreign lands come from?The biggest seller is the British!India is their colony!

And those Belarusians who fled are also troublemakers.

Under the brilliance of Joffre Road, who knows how much darkness is hidden?

Of course, these have nothing to do with Zhang Yong.

He came only to send Akita Ichiro to hell.

When you're done, take your leave immediately.

"see you tonight!"

"see you tonight!"

(End of this chapter)