Walk slowly but not send

Lan Qingfeng is rich and powerful.

After all, his identity is here, the old senior of Xinhai, a person who conquers the world with Mr. Yuan.

In terms of seniority, qualifications, and connections, few people in Peking can get around this man, and if he can make dumplings by himself, he must be a well-known figure.

Zhu Qianlong, the director of the Peking Police Department, is not as good as Lan Qingfeng, but the problem is that he is close friends with the Japanese Kenichiro. The reason why he can climb to this position is because of Kenichiro's help.

Especially in recent years, because Japan has become stronger and stronger, after all, the two bets on national destiny (Japan VS Qing government, Japan VS Tsarist Russia) have won, which has also made this race expand unprecedentedly.

In short, as a Japanese dog, Zhu Qianlong became more and more swelling, even to the point where he covered the sky with one hand.

And it is precisely because he has expanded that his ambitions have become bigger and bigger, so that he even wants to be the emperor!

In Lan Qingfeng's house, the portrait of Emperor Hongwu was placed in front of him. Zhu Qianlong stared at the self-portrait in front of him and asked, "Does it look like it?"

Throughout history, rebellion must have great righteousness.

Zhu Qianlong is an ordinary person. He wanted to be an emperor, but he didn't know what reason to look for. Then he thought that his surname was Zhu, and the most awesome person was naturally the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

In short, taking advantage of the reason for the anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qianlong often called himself the descendants of Emperor Hongwu. He said too many lies, and even Zhu Qianlong himself believed it.

For example, Zhu Qianlong likes the painting given to him by Lan Qingfeng very much.

What can Lan Qingfeng say?

It is naturally like a lineage, like a biological flesh and blood!

The hot dumplings are out of the pot.

Is this plate of dumplings for vinegar, for this painting, or for Zhu Qianlong?

Lan Qingfeng himself doesn't know very well.

The two of them whispered and exchanged cups, and a light atmosphere filled the air.

Zhu Qianlong asked Lan Qingfeng, what should I give you such a big gift?

Lan Qingfeng exchanged a few greetings, then said, "Help me kill someone."

Zhu Qianlong smiled, and he was so happy. Today is different from the past. Although Zhu Qianlong is just a police chief, killing a few Chinese people is nothing because of the support of the Japanese.

But Lan Qingfeng's next words made Zhu Qianlong's smile stiff: "I want you to help me kill Kenichiro."

Who is Kiniichiro?

That was Zhu Qianlong's thigh. If I hadn't supported Kan Ichiro behind his back, how could a small police chief dare to be so domineering in Peking?

reject?

That's impossible. The painting I finally got was a proof of whether I could become an emperor in the future, and whether I could be legitimate if I became an emperor.

So he was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "Okay, tell me about your conditions."

The conditions mentioned here are to let Lan Qingfeng open the conditions, rather than let Zhu Qianlong open the conditions. What he meant is that a painting could not satisfy his appetite.

Lan Qingfeng knew that Zhu Qianlong was greedy, but he didn't expect that this guy was so greedy.

I spent a lot of money to find this painting.

But fortunately, he had expected this to happen before, so he offered his own conditions: "You can kill someone for me, and I can kill someone for you."

Zhu Qianlong smiled. He was the biggest executioner in Peking. He still needed someone else to help him kill?

Lan Qingfeng also smiled, and he said, his surname was Li and his name was Tianran.

Then Zhu Qianlong stopped laughing.

If he wanted to be an emperor, he had to become a descendant of the Zhu family. He told the lies a thousand times, and he almost believed them, but almost all of them were.

Zhu Qianlong knew that he was not a descendant of the old Zhu family.

He knew better that the only one in the world who knew his background and had the ability to expose him was this unkilled junior brother!

Zhu Qianlong wanted Lan Qingfeng to hand over Li Tianran, but how could Lan Qingfeng do this?

Li Tianran was the last and biggest trump card he restricted Zhu Qianlong. The two of them looked at each other, and the air became solemn, and even had a bit of tension.

They all have what they want, but they are unwilling to give their own things to each other.

And at this moment, a slightly cold voice came from outside the door: "Why don't you do this? Please help me find something, and I will help you kill both of these people?"

The door was pushed open and a tall man came out.

Boss Mo was not tall, but in the Republic of China era, when a man was 1.6 meters tall, Boss Mo was tall, and Boss Mo was 1.82 meters tall!

He was wearing a blue Confucian uniform, holding a stainless steel thermos cup in his hand, and a strong dog like a gold cast behind him.

The look was very calm, so calm that it made people feel resistant.

But for some reason, the other party has a very special temperament, which makes people feel bored and even has a little bit of trembling. It is really amazing.

Boss Mo ignored the two people in the room. He pushed the door and walked in, and sat in the first place with a big golden sword.

There are rules for eating. Two people are not distinguished from each other, but as long as there are more than two people, the seat facing the door is the chief.

The pair of tiger eyes of Lan Qingfeng, when he saw Boss Mo sitting in the first place in diameter, a curiosity flashed in his eyes: "This guy looks pretty good?"

On the contrary, Zhu Qianlong, who was on the side, was of a low origin after all. Although he took advantage of the troubled times and the ruthlessness in his bones, he climbed to his current position.

He was more cunning and fierce than ruthless, but his cultivation was a little worse. He slapped the table and said, "Who are you?"

Boss Mo turned away the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, and looked at the two people in front of him with a clear and honest look as clear as a lake. He looked at the two people in front of him: "Didn't I say that, I'm here to help you."

Zhu Qianlong raised his eyebrows, looked fierce, and slapped the table hard: "Who the hell uses you to help me, get out!"

Although Zhu Qianlong is born with a mud-legged background, he is not stupid, otherwise he would not have been able to climb to his current position.

Boss Mo who suddenly appeared was either a lunatic. After all, only a lunatic dared to say that he could kill Kinichiro in front of him.

Who in Peking doesn’t know that all of this is given to me by Kan Ichiro.

Even Lan Qingfeng in front of him had a card in his hand, so he dared to make this statement clear in person.

And if the other party is not a lunatic, there is only one possibility.

The person in front of me really has the ability to kill Kenichiro!

What should I do if Ichiro dies?

Peiping is his own territory. If the Japanese die in his territory, will he still be a traitor?

Zhu Qianlong wanted to be the emperor, but he couldn't say that he would become the emperor and then become the emperor himself, right?

Without the support of the Japanese, be a bullshit emperor?

So subconsciously, Zhu Qianlong asked Boss Mo to get out!

Zhu Qianlong thought of it, and Lan Qingfeng on the side naturally thought of it. He didn't know if Boss Mo really had this ability, nor did he know how capable Boss Mo was, but this didn't prevent him from asking. Anyway, he wouldn't suffer any more: "You said you could kill it, but why didn't I believe it?"

Boss Mo put down the thermos in his hand and looked at Lan Qingfeng with clear eyes. The black and white are clear, the white is pure, and the black is deep, as if there is no threat or any secret.

But for some reason, Lan Qingfeng felt as if he was seen through when he looked at Boss Mo's eyes.

He had seen similar eyes. When he was young, he had seen them in Mr. Sun, but the eyes in front of him were much scary and colder than Mr. Sun.

"It's okay to say it without any reason. If you don't believe it, why don't you do this, I'll kill one of them first?"

"Hahaha"

Accompanied by a heroic laugh, Lan Qingfeng picked up the wine glass: "Kill someone? Who is killing? This is a harmonious society. Killing someone is illegal, do you think? Brother Qianlong?"

As he said that, he gave Boss Mo a full list.

Zhu Qianlong, who was standing beside him, looked at Boss Mo and Lan Qingfeng, and finally slapped his forehead: "Old Lan, suddenly I remembered something urgent, why don't I leave first?"

This move is called retreating to advance.

Zhu Qianlong couldn't figure out Boss Mo's background, nor did he find Lan Qingfeng's idea.

He didn't dare to take action rashly, nor did he know how to take action, but he knew that Lan Qingfeng would not be able to avoid him if he wanted to kill Yiluo, otherwise he would not be able to find him. If he left, the agreement reached by the two just now would be really a chat.

But what Zhu Qianlong didn't expect was that the Blue Forward did not hesitate at all and stood up and bowed: "Brother Qianlong, go slowly and don't send him off!"
Chapter completed!