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Shanghai Beach.

Zhang Yong teleported to an empty house.

His Stypunk was parked outside the door.

Don't ask why the car appears here. Ask it is the system arrangement.

Simple make-up.

Change into an elegant suit.

Of course, I will change my shoes and so on.

All are hand-made and the quality is first-class.

A discerning person can tell that it is of great value at a glance. This is why Wakayama's identity is worthy.

So many yen, when will it not be spent now?

Take out the perfume again.

Squirted a little.

Shi Shiran walked out of the empty house.

I obviously felt that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as I went out.

Martial law is everywhere.

Japanese military police patrols were everywhere.

Even he, a wakayama slut, was investigated on the way.

Of course, the certificate is fine.

The special high school course has been ready for a long time. He has been taking it with him.

Driving slowly.

Come to an inconspicuous house.

parking.

get off.

Go up and knock on the door.

A voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Your old friend." Zhang Yong replied slowly, using his original voice.

The person inside was silent for a moment. Then slowly opened the door.

Nightingale. Tianhe Keiko.

Her hands were hidden behind her back.

There is a gun.

When she saw Zhang Yong, her expression changed.

When she heard the sound, she thought it was Zhang Yong. Unexpectedly, it was someone else.

Subconsciously, he wanted to raise the gun and was held down by Zhang Yong.

"It's me."

"you……"

Nightingale confirmed that it was Zhang Yong's correct.

Surprised.

This guy actually came to Shanghai? He still put on makeup?

"Who are you now?"

"Wakayama's slut."

"What?"

Keiko Tianhe was shocked.

The pistol behind him almost landed. It was so surprised.

Is Zhang Yong actually a wakayama liar?

No. He actually dared to pretend to be a wakayama slut? Is he dead?

"Are you crazy?"

"Don't worry. The real Wakayama slut has long died."

"What?"

Tianhe Keiko was stunned.

Zhang Yong reached behind her and took the pistol away.

A very beautiful German Walter pistol.

It seems that the special high school courses at the time also had many secrets! Isolate information from each other.

The nightingale was completely unaware of what Lin Xiaoyan did.

"Please sit."

Zhang Yong turned his back on the guest.

Sit down slowly and look around.

It's an ordinary house with no problem at all on the outside.

"What are you doing?"

"Make money."

Zhang Yong answered bluntly.

The nightingale is silent.

I feel that I'm asking too much.

What can this guy do? Of course it’s money!

Every time I see him, I either make money or go on the way to make money. I have a very dedicated hobby.

Greedy and lustful. Greedy and lustful. Greedy and lustful are indeed ahead of lust.

"Do you need me to help you?"

"want."

"How to help?"

"Come to the agency to do things."

"What kind of poison mechanism?"

"I formed it myself. It is under the name of the Prime Minister."

"What?"

The Nightingale was shocked again.

This Zhang Yong actually formed a poisoning mechanism?

He is obviously a Chinese, not only pretending to be a Wakayama slut, but also forming a toxic agency?

There are already so many secret agencies in Shanghai, so Zhang Yong still needs to interfere?

By the way, this guy's courage is so furious!

"You're not afraid..."

"I have already fought with Kenji Doihara, Shiaki Kagesaki, Keiyo Haruki and others face to face."

"What?"

The nightingale was stunned again.

This guy! It's so crazy.

He actually dared to compete with Doihira, Kagesa and others face to face.

He is not afraid...

"I have already told Doihara clearly that I, Wakayama, are fake. I am a good man. I am working for His Highness Yongren."

"you……"

"Dohirahara dared not expose it publicly. There are too many secrets involved. He will only deal with me in secret."
To be continued...