The spy was doused with cold water and woke up.

He forcefully pulled out the spy's palm and pressed it against the stone.

Zhang Yong picked up a brick and smashed it down hard.

"ah……"

The spy suddenly screamed.

Zhang Yong picked up the brick. There was a bloody mess underneath.

Well……

Oops.

A little dizzy.

He turned around hastily, not daring to look further.

Kong Fansong:???

Dingmo Village:???

Spy:???

No. What do you mean?

Why do you want to turn around? Can't you stand it?

Wow. You smashed it yourself!

How weird...

The spy's wailing gradually stopped.

Zhang Yong picked up the brick with his backhand and smashed it down again.

As a result, it didn't hit.

Smashed crookedly.

With his back to the spy, he naturally couldn't hit it accurately.

However, if you meet face to face, you will really faint! What should I do? I can only try two more times...

Pick up the brick. Keep smashing it. Hit it hard.

"ah……"

The spy screamed again.

The shrill screams almost penetrated the night sky of Jinling.

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief. He finally hit it.

So I picked up the bricks and never looked back.

Sorry. Selective haemorrhage.

"You'd better confess obediently!" Yu Licheng guided him beside him.

"Baga..." the spy retorted.

But when he saw Zhang Yong picking up a stone and throwing it down again, he suddenly trembled all over.

As a result, it didn’t hit...

The stone fell into pieces.

However, the spy suddenly lost his nerve and became frightened.

Zhang Yong picked up the stone and continued to smash it.

Didn't hit again.

The spy felt like he was going to collapse.

No. Don't mess around! If you want to smash it, just smash it! Don't turn your back to me!

If you don't get smashed to death, you will be scared to death.

My heart can't bear it...

"ah!"

Suddenly he screamed again.

This time, it only hit a little bit. However, the spy fainted immediately.

"Crash..."

Someone immediately poured water nearby.

Want to faint? Impossible.

Wake up immediately.

Spy:......

!@#￥%……

Can't stand it.

Can't stand it.

"I said, I said..."

"What are you doing here?"

"Observe the movement in the vault."

"Did Miyamoto Itcho call you here?"

"I don't know. The people above arranged for me to come."

"What are you looking for?"

"Let's see how many casualties you have suffered. Have you arranged for professional engineers to come in?"

"Engineer..."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Oh, it seems that everyone present has forgotten one thing. That is to ask engineers to intervene.

By the way, engineers are experts at dismantling explosives!

Whether it is an explosive pack or a mine, it can be dismantled. The premise is to find the accurate location.

Turning to look at Kong Fansong.

It's up to him to do this.

As a result, Kong Fansong shook his head and said bluntly, "I don't trust the General Administration of Engineers and Soldiers."

"Oh." Zhang Yong understood.

A lot of things happened in the General Administration of Engineers and War, and the Kong family must know about them.

In that context, it is indeed normal for them to distrust the General Administration of Engineers. What if things get worse?

"You can't handle it." The Japanese spy smiled triumphantly.

This time, Zhang Yong did not take action.

Let the spy continue to be arrogant for a while and create a little tension.

It may indeed be difficult for others to do it. However, Zhang Yong does not seem to have that difficulty. He can accurately find the location of the explosives.

He also knew exactly what the explosives were. All he had to do was follow the picture to find out.

Of course, the danger is not without it.

At this time, it depends on the income.

If he had 200,000 US dollars, he would drain the entire underground vault.

It will take at most three days to dig them all out.

Suddenly my mind moved.

"Snapped!"

Go back and give the spy a slap in the face.

Then take out a small notebook and turn to a blank page.

"Tell me. How did you accurately hit the British warship..."

"What?"

The spy didn't react.

What British warship?
To be continued...