Chapter 49: A Quick Plan

Chapter 49: A Quick Plan

Mo Yungao looked to where the young man was looking. Shiwan Mountain and several other mountains next to it rose up behind the big mountain.

A glimmer of hope suddenly surged up and he clutched the gunshot wound on his shoulder. If you carry me on your back, Ill show you the way.

The people in the village here were simple and honest. Although this man seemed to come from the north, it should be possible to deceive him since he was young.

As long as Mo Yungao left this battlefield and threw away his military uniform, he should be able to survive.

The young man ignored him and focused on sorting out his equipment instead. He had a wound on his left hand that he wrapped with a bandage he had taken from a corpse. Its not too late for you to leave, he said before continuing to move forward.

As the young man left, Mo Yungaos hope slowly turned into despair. He sneered when he saw that the young man was walking toward a crevice in the mountain where they had been ambushed by bandits before.

If you were a good person, you shouldve saved me. Now you deserve to die. He started laughing as he grabbed a grenade. There was a chance it could save him from being tortured after he was captured. He knew the bandits would skin him alive and hang his body at the entrance of the village to scare the villagers.

He waited on the hillside until dark, and by the time dawn came, only a wild boar had come to gnaw on the corpses.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

No bandits came to clean up the battlefield.

Mo Yungao was somewhat surprised. Once he noticed that his wound had stopped bleeding, he got up. His energy was somewhat restored, so he busied himself taking dry food and water from the corpses. He took off his military uniform and planned to run for his life.

But Mo Yungao was a bit different from ordinary people. He took a few steps to leave the mountain, but suddenly thought about why the bandits didnt come down the mountain.

It was obvious that he and his soldiers had all been defeated. In the past, the bandits would never show mercy when they ambushed the soldiers who were trying to capture them.

He thought of the young man.

That kid who was unwilling to save him was probably dead.

As he kept walking, he inadvertently started to turn back and head towards the crevice in the mountain. He wanted to see what was going on.

The sun had just come out, the sky was incredibly blue, and Mo Yun could clearly remember how crisp the air was that day.

As he walked into the crevice and his surroundings became very dark, the blue sky stretched out endlessly overhead. The scenery was truly wonderful.

Not long ago, the blue sky here had been blocked by rifles. The bandits had been stationed at the top of the mountain and were shooting down into the crevice. Mo Yungao and his men could only rely on the protruding rocks as cover. They raised their heads to shoot at the targets overhead, but it was very difficult to take aim.

After a long time, he eventually sat up. Where are we? he asked.

The guard outside immediately opened the door and replied, Weve just passed Changsha. While the train was stopped, Zhang Qishan asked some people to bring you gifts.

Dont bother showing me useless gifts like food and drink, Mo Yungao said. Has Zhang Qishan set off?

I heard that he wont set off for two or three days, the guard said. He didnt send food. He said that its something the commander has been dreaming of. The guard lowered his voice, Its a woman surnamed Zhang.

Mo Yungao paused before slowly putting on his military uniform and following the guard out.

This was a special train that Mo Yungao had reserved. It normally had ten cars in the station, and they would rent the engine car before they got on the train from Guangzhou. At that time, Zhang Zuolins (1) special train had twenty-eight cars, so Mo Yungaos pomp was that of a relatively small local warlord.

Even so, Mo Yungaos office and bedroom were still quite spacious, and his guards and entourage had rooms on both sides of his room.

When Mo Yungao came to his office, he saw Zhang Haiqi tied up on his sofa.

He didnt approach her immediately, but took Zhang Qishan's note that the guard handed him.

This person came to my house and asked me to help her find evidence of your misconduct in Beihai. Were colleagues, so I dont want to disturb you. Ill let you handle it. In addition, this woman has a Qilin tattoo on her body that will appear when her body temperature rises. I heard that youve been looking for someone like this for a long time. Now you can get what you want.

Mo Yungao sat in his office chair and asked the guards to close both the front and rear doors.

As he stared out the window, the guard asked him, Commander, what do you think?

Zhang Qishan seems polite on the surface, but hes actually been investigating me. Why would he kindly send someone from the Zhang family to me? Was he afraid that Id suspect hes from the Zhang family, so he did this to clear up any suspicion? Mo Yungao didn't care. What he had been looking for was never simple power or something like it.

He looked at Zhang Haiqi, took out a report from his desk drawer, and then flipped through it. Youre from the South Sea Archives, right?

There was a needle placed among the reports pages, which he set aside as he took out a small bottle from another drawer that held a ladybug.

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TN Notes:

(1) Zhang Zuolin was an influential Chinese bandit, soldier, and warlord during the Warlord Era in China. Wiki link here