"Boss Duan, I can't make the decision on this matter and I can't agree to you.

I can only report to Captain Tianshou for you. As for whether he agrees, I don’t know.”

Wu Baozhong spoke slowly, his tone very calm, as if Duan Tianfeng could definitely agree.

"What kind of proposal is this?"

Duan Tianfeng was immediately annoyed. His eyes looked at Wu Baozhong were also very bad. He thought to himself, "Your surnamed Wu, you dare to play tricks on me."

If it weren't for the Black Clothing Club headquarters, Duan Tianfeng would have turned his back immediately, but he knew that he had to bow his head under the short eaves, so he had to settle his personality.

Wu Baozhong also knew that the other party would not agree to his proposal. After all, this was no different from what he said before, so he continued: "Don't be anxious first, wait until I finish speaking before making a decision!"

"Then you keep talking!"

Duan Tianfeng's attitude was very bad, and he looked angry, thinking in his heart that he didn't know what else to do with the other party.

"I can agree to your request within my purview, that is, when you need it, the people from the Black Club will help you!"

Wu Baozhong's proposal was just come up with. After all, he couldn't make a decision on the Japanese side, but he could make a decision on the Black Clothing Club.

It is not difficult to draw some traitors to help Duan Tianfeng. At worst, you can recruit more people.

As for weapons, it is even less worth mentioning. After all, the Japanese have many miscellaneous weapons in their hands, and even in the Black Club, there are a lot of inventory.

Wu Baozhong's proposal made Duan Tianfeng frown, and then slowly spoke: "President Wu, how can the combat effectiveness of the members of the Black-clothed Club be compared with the Imperial Army? Aren't you bullying me?"

This proposal did not impress Duan Tianfeng, because what he needed was elite troops. Only in this way could he dominate the underworld in the concession.

In Duan Tianfeng's mind, he believed that a Japanese soldier could at least fight four or five agents from the Black Club, so he naturally didn't want to agree.

Besides, Duan Tianfeng also knows who are in the Black Club. It is probably not realistic to let these scum fight to the death. Even if they really take action, they are probably not much better than ordinary gang members.

"But Boss Duan also knows how difficult it is to ask the Imperial Army to help you, let alone the time is not short!"

Wu Baozhong immediately spoke up, after all, he wanted to know the clues of the people who mastered the radio station, so this was the case.

"But I have many people under my command, and all I lack is elite troops, so your proposal is not very attractive to me."

Duan Tianfeng is also a cunning person, so he doesn't show off his eagle without seeing the rabbit and continues to bargain with Wu Baozhong.

Of course Duan Tianfeng also realized that it was probably unrealistic to let the Japanese military police work for him, so he just wanted to fight for more benefits.

"Boss Duan, let's do this. Let's work together in another way, that is, you will not join the Black Club publicly, and all the conditions I promise you will count. What do you think about this?"

Duan Tianfeng's difficulty made Wu Baozhong a little irritated, so he spoke like this. After all, he was eager to know the news and had no intention of fighting with the other party.

After hearing Wu Baozhong's words, Duan Tianfeng thought about it carefully and thought that this proposal was very good. After all, he did not publicly join the Black Club, which was similar to the previous situation. He could also get weapons and borrow the power of the Black Club members.

Thinking of this, Duan Tianfeng said with a smile on his face: "Dun will obey the president's command from now on."

After looking at Duan Tianfeng, Wu Baozhong also smiled and said, "We are our own people now. Can Brother Duan say what he knows?"

Although he had a smile on his face, Wu Baozhong's eyes had a sense of disdain, and he thought to himself that this was such a fool.

The conditions just reached have a big trap. After all, the Black Clothing Club members help Duan Tianfeng, which is equivalent to revealing the identity of this scum.

Moreover, although Wu Baozhong asked Duan Tianfeng to join the Black Clothing Club secretly, as long as he did things for the Japanese, the Black Clothing Club would promote it, the scum would have no room for bargaining.

Besides, Wu Baozhong did not intend to abide by the agreement. As long as he had the right opportunity, he would make public the news that Duan Tianfeng joined the Black Club.

The two reached an agreement, and Duan Tianfeng thought he had taken a big advantage, so he spoke without hesitation: "The person we are staring at is a newspaper employee..."

With Duan Tianfeng's introduction, Wu Baozhong also learned about the target situation and specific information.

The target that Duan Tianfeng accidentally discovered was a newspaper employee, who had no family members and had an ordinary income.

But such a person lives a pretty good life, and he has good wine and food every day, so Duan Tianfeng's subordinates are eyeing him and want to make a fortune.

This morning, when the target went out to work, Duan Tianfeng's subordinates entered the target's home. While looking for valuable items, they accidentally bumped into a wardrobe against the wall, and leaked the secret wall behind them, and then they discovered the radio station.

Then Duan Tianfeng rushed to the aftermath and sent a few subordinates to start staring at the target person and the target's home...

After listening to Duan Tianfeng's introduction, Wu Baozhong immediately asked: "Have you seen the password book?"

Passwordbooks are the most critical thing and are more valuable than radio stations, so Wu Baozhong was anxious to ask, after all, Duan Tianfeng did not say anything related to passwordbooks.

Hearing Wu Baozhong’s question, Duan Tianfeng asked in confusion: “Coding Book, what codebook?”

After all, Duan Tianfeng is not a secret agent, but is just a gangster from the bottom of the family, so he only knows that the radio station is very important, but he does not know the importance of the password book.

As soon as Duan Tianfeng finished speaking, Wu Baozhong's face changed. After thinking for a while, he called a few people in and made some arrangements.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged man walked out of a medium-sized newspaper in the public concession and walked slowly towards his home.

The middle-aged man's home is a single family, with a small area of ​​only thirty or forty square meters, and there are many neighbors around.

But as soon as he walked to the door, the middle-aged man felt something was wrong, so he glanced around and quietly opened the door.

The middle-aged man's movements were very light, so when he opened the door, he did not make any sound and quickly entered the room.

While entering the room, the middle-aged man took out a pistol and carefully observed the situation in the room.

The room was small, with only two rooms inside and outside, so the middle-aged man quickly saw the situation clearly.

At this time, the room was full of messes, and many things of little value were thrown on the ground, but there were no one else, so the middle-aged man put away his pistol.

The middle-aged man didn't care about the chaos in the room, but quickly came to the wardrobe and moved it away vigorously.

Although the wardrobe is not small, it is not heavy, so it is quickly moved away by the middle-aged man.

Originally, there was a perfect wall behind the wardrobe, but there was a piece of it in the middle of the wall, and there was a radio station inside.

The middle-aged man looked at the situation carefully and found that the hair on the radio had not been moved. He then breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took out the radio and took it back carefully and put it back to its original place. He was relieved.

Pushing the wardrobe back to its original position, the middle-aged man checked the situation in the room again and couldn't help but frown.

The middle-aged man is named Wang Jiahe. He is an agent from the Central Commission for Discipline and the leader of an intelligence team. He has been lurking in Tianjin secretly.

Because of the existence of the concession and Wang Jiahe being cautious and the Central Government does not do anything dangerous, it has been safe until now.

But the people of the Central Commission for Discipline have been in the open and enjoyed privileges, so they are not used to hard life. After being calm for too long, Wang Jiahe has no initial caution, so he did something that is inconsistent with his income, and was targeted by Duan Tianfeng's people.

Now all the valuables in the room have disappeared, which makes Wang Jiahe feel that this should be an ordinary theft incident.

However, out of the agent's caution, this person felt a little uneasy, so it didn't take long for Wang Jiahe to make a decision and plan to live in another place.

Since he felt the danger, Wang Jiahe didn't care about work anymore. He immediately went out to find a new place to live. He went around for a few circles and found that no one followed him, so he was completely relieved.

Due to the war, every inch of land in the concession is valuable and it is difficult to find a house. Fortunately, Wangjiahe lurks in Tianjin for many years and is familiar with the situation, so it took an afternoon to find a suitable place to live.

After negotiating the price with the landlord, Wang Jiahe immediately returned to his original residence, cleaned up briefly, and then left with the most important radio station.

Although Wang Jiahe was careful, he did not notice that his every move was staring at. When he entered his new residence, he could not see these people.

Half an hour later, an ordinary young man entered the headquarters of the Black Clothing Club and went directly to the president's office.

"President, the goal has changed, what should we do next."

The young man was a traitor under Wu Baozhong, named Huang Chenglong. He was once a thief. When Wu Baozhong was recruiting troops, he defected to this traitor.

After some assessment, Wu Baozhong learned that Huang Chenglong was excellent, so he regarded it as a direct lineman and handed over the matter of staring at Wang Jiahe to this person.

"Don't act rashly. Just take people to stare at all the actions of the target, see who he has contacted, and then report to me in time."

Wu Baozhong immediately made a decision. After all, this traitor was very greedy and always wanted to take a long line to catch big fish. Now Wang Jiahe didn't notice anything, so he naturally wouldn't catch people so quickly.

"President, if we have long-term surveillance, we will set up surveillance bases near his residence, which will require a lot of money..."

Speaking of this, Huang Chenglong looked at Wu Baozhong with a smile, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Wu Baozhong took out a bag of ocean from his desk and handed it to Huang Chenglong, saying seriously: "Do things well and don't go wrong!"

"Don't worry, president, I must have stared at people."
Chapter completed!