Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1031, Great Memory Awakening Technique

 Is it Hu Twelve?

 Zhang Yong cannot be sure. The target is not close yet.

 Because it is in the suburbs, the light is very weak. Most of it is indeed pitch black.

 “Yu Licheng.”

"arrive."

 “Take your squad and follow me.”

"yes."

 “Others are here to ambush. Support. Reinforce.”

"yes."

 Simple arrangement.

 Lead the team and approach the target quietly.

 Finally, I saw my goal. Not for pouring night fragrance. But the one who pulled the coffin.

 Good guy. Is this a horror movie?

 Dark night. Furious Feng Deng. coffin. The big word "Dian". The more I look at it, the more creepy it becomes.

The guy pulling the coffin even deliberately pretended to be Hei Wuchang.

Without a systematic prompt, Zhang Yong might not have even looked twice. Fear.

 But now, he understands that this is a good disguise for a spy. I guess no one checked when I passed the checkpoint.

 Many times, checkpoints are more of a tool for making money.

 After all, it is still a time of peace. War has not yet broken out in Jinling. Most people have not realized that the crisis is coming.

Except for Zhang Yong, no one knows that Jinling will fall next year.

Zhang Yong did not dare to tell anyone.

 Otherwise, it will be pure nonsense to confuse the public. Shake the morale of the army. In ancient times, people would be beheaded.

 The wind blows.

 White pieces of paper kept falling.

This is the spy who pulled the coffin deliberately creating a strange atmosphere.

It even took out a spiritual flag from time to time. Waving wildly. There are still words in his mouth. I am so angry that the wind lamp is bright or dark.

 It is estimated that ordinary people would have stayed away after seeing this scene from a distance. Don't say it's close. I feel bad when I see it.

 Zhang Yong stood silently in the middle of the road. Silently watching the spy approach.

 Nothing to be afraid of. Know the other person’s details.

 What he is most worried about now is the actual corpse inside the pipe.

 There were even corpses of female students. That would be a big deal. I hope God will bless me and no accidents will happen.

 Millions…

 Millions…

 The Japanese spies gradually came to Zhang Yong.

 Stop slowly.

 Silence. not talking.

 It seems to be saying, aren't you afraid?

 Zhang Yong waved to him.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　： by ? ?

what's the situation?

The other party actually waved to me?

no…

 Why does it feel a little weird?

 As if you should be afraid of me. Why are you still waving at me?

 Silence.

Do not move.

Throws a handful of white pieces of paper into the air.

Just in time, the breeze blew, and white pieces of paper scattered one after another, and they all swept towards Zhang Yong.

 Zhang Yong was indifferent.

 Stop playing this trick. Please. I'm not afraid of ghosts.

real. I'm just afraid of being poor.

As long as the money is in place, the king of **** will be useless.

 Look behind me, there are more than a dozen people and several guns.

 Want to try physical ghost exorcism?

I invite Namo Gatling Bodhisattva...

"Jingle Bell…"

"Jingle Bell…"

 The spy took out a brass bell. Shake gently.

 This is the soul-calling bell. The bell rings and a hundred ghosts walk through the night. Yin soldiers pass through the aisles, and strangers avoid them.

 Zhang Yong was impatient.

 He strode towards the spy.

 Damn it, I already know you are a spy, but I am still afraid of you, you idiot!

 What kind of souls are you recruiting?

It’s true that I’m really trying to summon your soul.

 Japanese spy:…

 Stand still.

 He will not be punished. real.

Why is the other person not afraid at all? It seems that you are specifically looking for him?

etc!

 He suddenly realized a problem.

Who is the other party? Why come on yourself? Could it be that the other party discovered his identity?

 Oops...

This discovery made the spy suddenly nervous.

 He just remembered his identity. Yes. I'm a spy. I am lurking. After acting for so long, I forgot about it.

idiot!

 The other party must be coming for you.

idiot!

 The other party wants to arrest me!

Oops…

 Hurry up and run!

 Don’t get caught!

Countless thoughts flashed through the spy's mind.

However, his legs would not obey his control. The body and consciousness are separated.

 Mainly the roles I usually play, which are all slow and weird. They were all avoided by others, but now they are suddenly reversed and completely uncomfortable.

　So…

 Big eyes and small eyes.

 Zhang Yong has big eyes. Spies have small eyes.

The spy watched helplessly as Zhang Yong rushed over. Stand directly in front of it.

 The two looked at each other.

 The distance is less than three meters.

 “Pay the money.”

 Zhang Yong finally spoke.

 The spy was stunned again. Pay money? Did you hear that right?

The other party actually asked me to pay?

no. What I am pulling is a coffin! It's a dead person! You asked me to pay?

You still collect money from dead people?

 Aren't you afraid of bad luck?

 Aren't you afraid of retribution?



 When they see me, they all run away from me. You have to wait until I pass before you come out. You have to burn a brazier or something to get rid of bad luck...

 “What…” the Japanese spy muttered.

 “Give me money.” Zhang Yong’s tone was hard.

"No…"

 “Then you’re going to get beaten.”

"What?"

"you do not know me?"

"Who are you…"

This Japanese spy indeed does not know Zhang Yong.

His disguise is very useful. But the side effects are also great.

 It is almost impossible to communicate with the outside world.

 Who else dares to communicate with the corpse puller?

 When you encounter it, you can't avoid it.

 Hence, apart from accepting tasks, he has almost no information channels from the outside world.

 When I usually go out for activities, it is late at night and there is no one on the street.

 “My nickname is money-hungry.”

"What?"

 “Also nicknamed the hand in the coffin.”

"What?"

"That is to say, a dead person must pay a fee if he passes in front of me. What's more, you are a living person."

"ah?"

 The spy looked dull.

 No, there are still such people? Isn't that outrageous?

 Do you have to charge money for dead people passing by?

 You will lose your life...

 “Open the coffin.”

"What?"

 “I said, open the coffin. I want to ask the dead man for payment.”

 “No. You can’t do this…”

 “Bang!”

 Zhang Yong punched the Japanese spy in the face.

 In an instant, the spy felt that his vision went dark. Then he fell straight backwards.

Looking at stars. He was knocked unconscious on the spot.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

what's the situation?

 Knocked out with one punch?

no. Am I that strong?

 I think I just added 1 point of strength...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Matt. He must be pretending to be dead.

 He stretched out his foot and kicked the Japanese spy. Found that he was really dizzy.

this…

never mind.

　　Waving his hands.

 The people behind come up.

 Use tools to pry open the coffin.

result…

 Zhang Yong is a Muggle.

　　Whatever you worry about will come true.

 Inside the coffin, there is really the body of a female student.

˜Almost identical to those found previously.

 It can be concluded that they are definitely the same group of people.

Ruined…

 Xu Qifeng clearly confessed to being seven female students. But now an eighth corpse appears.

 For a moment, Zhang Yong felt that his brain was completely insufficient.

 Who the **** can reveal the answer in advance?

Who can tell me what is going on?

Headache…

 Wake up the spy.

 The spy is still dying.

 He felt that he should not have been exposed yet.

"explain."

"What?"

 “Where was the body brought from?”

 “Jinchuan Gate.”

 “Whose house?”

 “I don’t know. It was in an empty house. After I went there...”

 “Send it to where?”

 “Ahead. Qinglian Road…”

 “Your companion has been captured by me.”

"What?"

 “You don’t think I don’t know you are Japanese, do you?”

"What?"

"idiot."

 Zhang Yong said casually.     Contempt.

  Don’t even know who I am.

Just for this, I will beat you hard in a moment...

 No, beat him now!

　　Bang!

 Give a spy a slap in the face.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　： by ? ?

what's the situation?

why did you hit me?

it hurts…

　　Bang!

 Get another slap in the face.

Looking at stars. My cheeks felt hot and painful.

 Zhang Yong raised his hand.

 Come again!

 You deserve to be beaten!

　　I will not punish those who are diligent or lazy, but I will punish those who are short-sighted!

 I am Zhang Yong!

 I am Zhang Yong!

 I am Zhang Yong!

 Say important things three times.

 Spy buster! Money making expert! Master of making false information!

Everyone is loved by everyone, flowers are blooming, cars are carried in cars, jade trees are facing the wind, their appearance is better than Pan'an, a pear tree is full of begonias...

　　Bah!

 Even I don’t know who he is, yet he dares to come out and fool around!

　　Bang!

　　Bang!

 Continue slapping.

Huh? Does the slap feel less painful?

 Is it because the physical strength is also +1? Got it. Special for slapping.

"ah…"

 The spy suddenly groaned. Then he fell straight backwards.

 Turns out, it was knocked unconscious again.

 Zhang Yong:…

 No, are you pretending again?

　　Mad…

 Finally, it was discovered that the spy had really fainted.

 Look at your own hands.

Is it so powerful? Level A is a critical hit? Comes with dizziness effect?

Then didn’t I become the **** Ma Dongxi?

That…

 Looking at the unconscious spy on the ground.

Since you can knock someone unconscious, can you also slap them to wake you up?

 Try it?

So he squatted down.

 Another slap in the face of the Japanese spy.

result…

 The Japanese spy really woke up.

 There is nothing I can do, I feel hot and painful. Even the vegetative state was awakened.

 Zhang Yong stood up.

 Let people help the Japanese spies. Prepare for another "big wake-up slap"...

  No, it’s the “Great Memory Awakening Technique”…

 With one slap, you can perfectly express the experience of bed-wetting at the age of three...

 Suddenly, a system message flashed silently.

  【Adventure experience +10】

  【Your power +1】

Huh?

 Zhang Yong was immediately elated.

 Strength +1?

 A sudden adventure?

 Haha, finally added strength again.

good!

good!

very good!

 The whole person suddenly felt comfortable.

 Withdraw the slap temporarily.

 Worried about the "Great Awakening Palm" turning into the "Great Death Palm".

 Need to control the intensity.

　　Bang!

 A slap in the face.

 The spy fainted again.

 Zhang Yong:…

 No, I don’t seem to be using my full strength.

 No, you bitch, stop pretending! I didn't even try hard...

 However, the cruel reality is that the spy did fall into a coma again.

 Zhang Yong had to accept the reality of a headache.

It seems that too much strength is not good?

 Just a slap will knock someone unconscious. What if it flies off?

well…

Pain and happiness. Happy troubles.

 Although I don’t know anything. But, I am powerful! I am One Punch Man!

 Looking at the unconscious spy on the ground.

what to do?

 Don’t panic. I have a great memory awakening technique.

 Squat down.

 Another slap in the face to the Japanese spy.

　　Bang!

 The spy immediately jumped up.

 Instant memory recovery. I can remember all my past and present lives vividly.

 The only regret…

 Still don’t know who the guy in front of me is.

 So cruel…

 What a cruel attack! Specially slapped in the face...

etc!

Who is this guy?

 “Say or not?”

"What…"

 “Bang!”

The spy suddenly felt something was wrong.

idiot!

 Here again!

 No, don’t fight. Don't slap me in the face...

 However, it was already too late. Zhang Yong's slap hit the spy's face hard again.

 Refuse to say?

Then keep beating!

 Just right, I don’t feel any pain in my palms yet.

"ah…"

The spy groaned. Then he fell down gorgeously.

 He didn't know how many times he had fallen into coma. However, he did fall into coma again. The body lay twisted on the ground.

 Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked. Squat down. Raise your palm.

　　Bang!

 Great memory recovery technique!

 The spy bounced up again. Countless images flashed through my mind.

 Running under the sunset…

 It is youth without regrets…

Huh?

 What the hell?

 Why do you have such a memory?

 “Say or not?”

"What?"

 The spy is still confused.

What did you say? You didn’t even ask!

 You don’t ask anything, what should I say? what did I say?

 Suddenly something doesn’t feel right…

idiot!

 The slap comes again.

faint!

 You should ask! You ask! You ask…

　　Bang!

However, it’s too late.

 The spy felt his eyes go dark and fainted again.

 Once again, it twisted softly on the ground.

 Yu Licheng:…

other people:…

 It feels a bit absurd. Incomprehensible.

 What is the Commissioner going to do? Why was he knocked unconscious, woken up, and knocked unconscious again...

  actually feel a little sympathy for this spy.

 After being slapped so many times, my cheeks were swollen like pig heads.

Well…

 Zhang Yong squatted down.

　　Bang!

 Another slap.

 Great memory, recovery technique!

"ah…"

 Sure enough, the spy woke up again.

Replay your past and present lives again in your mind. Including other people’s…

 “I said, I said!”

 He shouted quickly.

 Zhang Yong slowly withdrew his slap.

 Are you willing to speak?

good. Sure enough, the big memory awakening technique works better.

 Those who remember and those who don’t remember will be awakened! If what you said is wrong, then wake it up a few more times...

"explain."

 “What do you want to know?”

 “Who killed the female student?”

"I have no idea…"

"ah…"

 The spy groaned again.

 But Zhang Yong slapped him again. He passed out again.

do not remember?

Then let me help you recall your memories.

　　Waving his hands.

 Immediately someone lifted the spy up from the ground.

 Zhang Yong slapped him again.

　　Bang!

 Sure enough, the spy suddenly woke up.

He was so blessed that his spiritual platform was extremely clear, and everything he had experienced emerged.

 “It’s Wei Juli!”

"who?"

 “Wei Juli! The original warlord of the Anhui Clan! After his defeat, he has been active in Jinling!”

 “Anhui warlord?”

"Yep…"

 “His home is at Jinchuanmen?”

"yes…"

"good."

 Zhang Yong killed the Japanese spy with one blow.

 Of all the people on this line, no one will survive.

 They are all extremely sinful.

 Whether they are spies or traitors, they all deserve to die.

 Including this Wei Juli!

 No matter who he is, the only result is death!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)