Chapter 83: People from the Central Bureau

During the eight years of the War of Resistance Against Japan, countless people with lofty ideals sacrificed their lives and shed their blood. There were also countless people who turned against each other and could not withstand the test.

Aunt Ma must be such a person too.

At this time, Zhang Yu had already touched Aunt Ma with lust. Zhu Zhengcai frowned and turned his head. Anyway, Aunt Ma was not a good woman. He was too lazy to stop him.

"Butler Zhang, don't do anything nonsense here."

Mo Yonghao stopped Zhang Yu and said, "Mrs. Ma, my brothers are a little nervous recently. I know you are not short of money. 20,000 yuan, and a word cannot be missing. This matter is over."

"Twenty thousand oceans?"

Mrs. Ma immediately took a breath of air conditioning, but then nodded pitifully and said, "Okay, okay, I promise you."

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, 20,000 oceans were not a small number.

Mo Yonghao is not a fan of money, but the student union activities, underground printing factories, and newspapers require funds. Anyway, Mrs. Ma’s money is also used to exploit the poor, so of course, this bamboo robbery cannot be let go.

The next day, Mrs. Ma sent someone to send 20,000 oceans, and Zhang Yu burned the note as evidence in person.

Zhang Yu received 8,000 yuan, and Zhu Zhengcai didn't want to pay for the rest. Mo Yonghao naturally took the money for the activity.

The money came in time. After discussing with Ouyang Xue, Mo Yonghao decided to take it out and purchase some equipment for the underground printing factory. His actions also won the praise of everyone in the Student Union.

Before he knew it, Mo Yonghao had become the backbone of the student union.

Even he felt incredible. Mo Yonghao, who was placed before traveling through time, went to school, played games, and picked up girls every day...

Sorry, patriotism, what the hell is that?

That afternoon, Mo Yonghao was discussing the newspaper with Kong Hongwei, Ouyang Xue and others, and a classmate came to call him.

"Mo Yonghao, that girl is here to find you again."

No?

Mo Yonghao instinctively looked at Ouyang Xue next to him. Ouyang Xue had already turned her head and pretended not to see it.

Kong Hongwei looked at them a little embarrassedly, glared at Mo Yonghao dissatisfiedly, waved his hand to let him leave. The other students next to him also looked at Mo Yonghao dissatisfiedly, especially the girls glared at him.

They are unfair for Ouyang Xue.

Mo Yonghao was embarrassed. It seemed that he had to find a way to get rid of Zangni.

The key point is that he really doesn't know how to refuse this life-savior.

He hurried out of the door, and Zangni sat in the car and shouted anxiously at him: "Mo Yonghao, get in the car quickly." He did not give him a chance to refuse.

The rickshaw horn continued to urge, and Mo Yonghao had no choice but to get in the car. When he looked back, he became nervous.

"Hello Uncle Zang."

"Um."

The Tibetan sea in the car just snorted.

The rickshaw started and drove towards Huanggu District.

"Hehe, Mo Yonghao, today is my birthday, Dad is here to pick you up."

As soon as he sat down, Zangni said with a smile.

"Birthday..." Mo Yonghao touched his chin, remembering that Zangni had told him a few days ago that he had forgotten.

Mo Yonghao said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot to buy you a birthday gift."

"Hehe, it's okay, you are busy with your studies, and you are the best gift when you come."

At this time, the Tibetan Sea next to Mo Yonghao made a heavy hum, and the Tibetan Sea turned its head and looked out of the car.

Zangni stuck out her tongue and was so scared that she didn't dare to speak.

Mo Yonghao remembered that Jackal had said before that Zangni's identity was not simple, so he made up his mind that he would talk less and eat more when he went there today.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at Huanggu District.

The driver in front suddenly cursed: "Damn, why are there traffic jams today?"

Mo Yongyuan looked outside and saw several cars parked there in front, as if something had gone wrong.

At this moment, several people suddenly got out of one of the cars and fired at Mo Yonghao's car with guns.

not good!

Almost at the same time, Mo Yonghao, who reacted, pressed down the Tibetan sea and Zangni next to him.

At the same time, there were fierce gunfire sounds.

At this time, Mo Yonghao stuck his head out and was surprised to see the old-fashioned driver holding a gun in his hand and shooting at the gunman outside.

"Tianlu, turn around quickly."

Tibetan Sea hid under her seat and shouted loudly.

The driver calmly shot at the gunman outside, while calmly reversing and quickly left the scene.

Ten minutes later, the four people who were out of danger sat in the collector's spacious and gorgeous living room and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mo Yonghao, thank you just now, thank you for saving me and my father."

Zangni spoke without a smile for the first time and said to Mo Yonghao seriously.

And the Tibetan Sea finally saw Mo Yonghao's eyes and admired it.

If Mo Yonghao hadn't pushed them down in time just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At this moment, Mo Yonghao was full of doubts in his heart. Who is the Tibetan Sea? Who is the group of people just now?

"Tianlu, let's stay here for dinner today. It's been more than ten years. It's rare that this girl's birthday is so special, so it's a celebration."

The dangerous scene just now was passed by the Tibetan sea casually.

The driver named Tianlu said lightly: "No, I'll go back."

After saying that, he left without saying goodbye. This man had a bit of a jackal charm. He was all very skilled, but he didn't like to talk.

Mo Yonghao watched many movies before traveling through time, and the killers in it were all like this, serious and calm and ruthless. He suddenly became interested in this driver.

The lunch was very rich, except for Zangni, the other two people only ate two symbolically.

Mo Yonghao was confused in his heart, and Tibetan Hai seemed to see his thoughts.

"Mo Yonghao, come in with me."

After saying that, Tibetan Shihai walked into the study. Mo Yonghao looked at Zangni, who pouted at him and signaled him to go in.

The study room in the Tibetan-style sea is very simple, with a picture of ten thousand horses hanging on the wall.

"Mo Yonghao, thank you for saving me and Zangni today." Tibetan Hai looked at Wanmatu with his back to Mo Yonghao, and said without any emotion.

"It's just a matter of raising hands, Uncle Zang has been too rewarded."

“Well, do you know who those are today?

Shaking his head, "I don't know."

Mo Yonghao held his breath and calmed down, waiting for the following article.

"It's a Japanese spy. Do you still remember the Japanese who was assassinated in a restaurant a few days ago?"

"Uncle Zang, are you talking about the Japanese who was assassinated not long ago who came to Shenyang to attend the military support conference?"

"Yes, it's him."

Tibetan Hai turned his head and said lightly: "The last time I did the Central Commission for Discipline. We owe Boss Dai a favor, so we have paid him back."

"Central Administration?"

Mo Yonghao was shocked. Before he traveled through time, he knew that during the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Military Control Commission and the Central Administration were all very outstanding intelligence organizations, but they did not expect that they would encounter them all.

This Tibetan-style sea is actually a member of the Central Bureau of Statement.
Chapter completed!