Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 610 The old traitor's confession
"Okay," Zhao Zilong slowly raised his gun, aiming at the old man's forehead.In order for him to feel the approach of death, Zhao Zilong ordered him to close his eyes.

In this way, when the barrel of the gun is approaching, Zhang Kui can perceive the threat of foreign objects, especially the muzzle.

"Money, money," Mr. Zhang shouted hoarsely, "I think that I, Zhang Kui, was the only heir of the three brothers back then, and I have fallen into this situation today..."

"Zhang Kui," Zhao Zilong said with a livid face and a cold tone, "Now is the time for your last words, you can start." After speaking, he began to wait leisurely for the latter's narration.

"Money, money," Mr. Zhang said word by word, "couldn't money solve the problem?"

"No," Zhao Zilong said decisively; "Unless you tell me what you said to those devils, I can consider letting you go."

No, Zhang Kui immediately became nervous when he said this.

"I, I, I tell you, strong man," he said nervously, "The big Japanese, the imperial army, no, no, it's the little devils, they have planes, cannons, tanks... We, we Chinese, It is no match for them!"

Zhao Zilong raised his foot and kicked him in the crotch. Zhang Kui immediately protected his crotch and cried out in pain: "Good man, good man, I tell you, I will tell you everything..."

"Say," Zhao Zilong pressed the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at his feet, "If you make meritorious service now, you will be able to achieve your patriotism regardless of priority."

"Well, okay," Mr. Zhang said, "I'll tell you, there is a cloakroom next to my family's ancestral tomb. It was originally a place where our descendants of the Zhang family rested when we worshiped our ancestors with cold food. There, there is a The small stone pier is the place where the horse dismounted before..."

Zhao Zilong listened, and wrote down those coordinates in his mind from time to time: Zhang's ancestral grave, coat pavilion, small stone pier...

Glancing at Zhao Zilong, Mr. Zhang continued: "Beside the stone pier where I got off my horse, there is a footprint, which I added on purpose. At first, it was to show the piety of our descendants of the Zhang family, but how could descendants do it at 200? In the past few years, I have stepped on the stone. In fact, I deliberately burned the stone and installed it there."

Zhao Zilong now has to admire the speculative thinking of this bad old man.However, this kind of trick is obviously impossible to replace true filial piety.

Such a Zhang family is naturally the kind of family that should have no descendants.Zhao Zilong suddenly remembered that there used to be such a Zhang family in the city of Xuzhou: the Zhang Laizhong family.

Known as the Zhang Youzhong family.

After Zhang Laizhong was made a traitor, he led a group of devils to lurk in Xuzhou City to inquire about intelligence, but was discovered and killed by Zhao Zilong and Uncle Chen.

Later, the Military Control Bureau ransacked Zhang's home.

"Speak, continue," Zhao Zilong withdrew his thoughts. Hearing what Zhang Kui said, he felt more and more that this was a fabricated story. However, he couldn't find the tone for a while, so he urged: "Speak Name something I care about."

"You, you," Mr. Zhang suddenly rolled his eyes, "You, don't you want that treasured tripod handed down to the country?"

Although Zhao Zilong is concerned about this, but after hearing what this bad old man said, he couldn't help being a little excited: "Then what?"

"Let me tell you," Zhang Kui couldn't help but feel his heart drop a little when he saw Zhao Zilong's attraction, "This kind of thing is something that ordinary people can't afford. That's why that thing came into my hands.

Did you know that before me, 200 years ago, the owner of this treasure tripod changed eight families, namely Kang, An, Cao, Shi, Mi, He, Huoxun, Wudi, Shi..."

"Hehe," Zhao Zilong smiled, "Old traitor, aren't those surnames you mentioned the 'Zhaowu Nine Surnames'?"

"I, I," Zhang Kui rubbed his head, and said awkwardly; "Strong man, it seems that you are not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also dabble in literature and history."

Zhao Zilong snorted softly, and said: "Back then, I went west to Yangguan, Congling, and the Pamirs to find the roots of the Chinese nation."

Zhang Kui was startled suddenly and stopped talking.Seeing that his words were interrupted, Zhao Zilong began to question him again.

However, Mr. Zhang said a little wearily: "Strong man, that's all I know."

"Bullshit," Zhao Zilong said coldly, "Although you've said so much nonsense, I've always tolerated you. Now, I'll give you a chance, a chance to repent and start a new life. Tell me quickly. I'm telling the truth."

After that, he pointed the pistol at Zhang Kui's forehead again.

"Ah? I said I said." Zhang Kui's face changed drastically, and he became honest all of a sudden: "Strong man, I really don't know a single word, not a single word!"

Zhao Zilong couldn't take it anymore, he just kicked this bad old man in the stomach!
"Oh." Zhang Kui immediately turned upside down and fell to the ground.

However, he didn't get up, and simply pretended to be dead, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Zhao Zilong stepped forward and casually nodded three or four times to the old man's back.The old man immediately felt like being bitten by thousands of ants, and he was extremely itchy.

Zhao Zilong clicked a few more times, and the other party's pain eased.

Zhao Zilong snorted coldly: "Old traitor, do you want to try again?"

Zhang Kui didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and hurriedly said he didn't dare.

"Say," Zhao Zilong glared, "Otherwise, I'll blow your dog's head off with one shot!"

"Okay," Zhang Kui began to speak, "Let me tell you, I really don't know the real hiding place."

"Do you really think I'm a child?" Zhao Zilong was really angry now.

"No, no, strong man," Zhang Kui began to sift through the chaff again, "I really don't know. If I know, it's only a little bit."

"Say it quickly." Zhao Zilong raised his hand.

"That's right," Zhang Kui pursed his lips, and replied, "It's 120 miles east of Nanjing, there is a mountain..."

"Mountain?" Zhao Zilong frowned, stared at the other party, and found that the other party's expression was normal, not like lying.

"Yes, there is a monastery on a mountain," Zhang Kui nodded, and continued, "That monastery is a monastery that has existed for a long time. Up to now, it has a history of at least 500 years. "

"Is that so?" Zhao Zilong couldn't help thinking.

At first, he sounded like this old traitor was talking nonsense, but when he finally heard it, his mind was deeply shocked.

Isn't this the Jiaoshan Jiangxin Island in Zhenjiang where the cliff carving of "Yuhe Ming" is hidden?

If this is the case, does that mean that there is one of the treasures hidden in the bronze tripod?

(End of this chapter)