Looking at Nangong Qingchen's clear eyes, Huangfu Zhenye's mouth couldn't help but outline a relaxed curve. He stretched out his hand and provoked her in public. His eyes were indeed filled with mist that made countless women like Nangong Qingchen unable to see through: "Do you want me to go to the Huangfu family to do things? I have already made this plan. You are a little too polite to tell me at this time, right?"

Nangong Qingchen, who was teased in public, did not jump away like an ordinary woman, and then scolded Huangfu Zhenye for shouting evil again. He turned around gently and avoided Huangfu Zhenye's hand. After a short while, the geese passed by. Huangfu Zhenye's warmth and fragrance remained in her hand, just like Xu Zhimo's classic saying is as shy as the cool breeze. Too many surprises from ancient times to the present are often not a long-term and permanent expression, but more of a glimpse of a glance, just like the shyness of a bowing head, and just like the faintness of a turn around.

Then Nangong Qingchen gently rejected Huangfu Zhenye's statement. The smile on his face made Huangfu Zhenye feel inexplicably unfathomable, and he was unsure of going back and forth: "It's not the Huangfu family, but the Su family. To be honest, it's the princelings of the Hong Gang."

"That gang that has almost wiped out the Japanese underworld?" Huangfu Zhenye asked in confusion, his eyes were solemn and his breath was slightly cruel.

Nangong Qingchen's eyes were relieved, he nodded slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "That's right, it's that terrifying gang, we all need your help."

"My help? There is no need for this. That gang has gone so far in this city, and there is no person or force in Japan who can oppose them. The only person who can oppose them is the Igaru family, but that has become an alliance of the Hong Gang princely party, right?" Huangfu Zhenye frowned and asked in confusion.

Nangong Qingchen shook his head gently, with a wry smile on his lips, and said sincerely: "Don't always think about things so simply. The princelings of the Hong Gang are still surrounded by enemies. I can tell you without hesitation that the Igaru family may just be just surrendering. Who can understand his ideas thoroughly, that old fox Iga Sonbeen?"

It seemed that he was not surprised by Iga Somoto's actions. Huangfu Zhenye couldn't help but curl a light smile, his eyes were obviously ambiguous, and he said, "This is not bad. That guy is indeed an old fox, and there is a high possibility of false surrender."

"Then will you help me?"

"benefit?"

“It’s still a benefit to help me?”

“What doesn’t require benefits these days?”

Looking at Huangfu Zhenye's decisive expression, Nangong Qingchen sneered and said, "It turns out that I thought there was really a so-called infatuated man in the world. It turns out that even you, Huangfu Zhenye, can't tell me this!"

"I am a loveless man. If you are in danger, I will try my best to help you, but you want me to help Wang Xiao, the hateful guy who once brought countless strange women into his hands. Do you think I will help him casually? He is my rival in love!" Huangfu Zhenye said seriously, his breath was cold, and he seemed to dislike Wang Xiao very much.

Nangong Zhenye's pupils suddenly changed much colder, and a cold smile twitched from the corner of his mouth, and he was extremely disdainful: "Hmph, it turns out that you love me so much, and I will not bother you again in the future."

"etc!"

Just as Nangong Qingchen was about to turn around and leave, Huangfu Zhenye suddenly called her with a word, with a wretched smirk on his face and asked, "Qingchen."

"Don't call me that."

"I want to know now whether you have given your body to Wang Xiao?"

"Vulgar!" Nangong Qingchen said coldly, and a sudden murderous aura appeared in his eyes, which caused waves of ferocity among the people around him, but this could not affect Huangfu Zhenye. "For me, all the jokes are free, and similarly, you can't bind me. Perhaps, this is the possibility that you have never fallen in love with me."

"I will never fall in love with you." Nangong Qingchen said coldly, "I will never like a Japanese."

"In fact, I like China very much." Huangfu Zhenye said a black humorous sentence, but it did not win Nangong Qingchen's favor. "Zhou has hundreds of millions of ministers, but billions of new ministers, and Zhou has three thousand ministers. The only one mind. If you really say it, India, which has no less population than China, can be described in this sentence. There are many Indians, but there are only two types, men and women, or elderly people and children. They all look like they come from the same mold, without any novelty, but China is different, with thousands of people in various ways, and are dazzling, so I have been in China for the longest time, and I went to find a name for China. To be honest, I like this country very much."

Looking at the Japanese man who had to pay for his country's dignity in the past two years, Nangong Qingchen found that the latter had grown a lot. She smiled and said, "It seems that you have grown a lot. You can see so many things, but what does this mean? If you don't want to help the princelings of Hong Gang, I don't have to talk to you at all. Here, you are always an ordinary migrant worker, right?"

"That's right, so occasionally, I can still consider asking you to help you." Huangfu Zhenye said lightly, as if refuting his previous argument was a very simple and casual thing. Most people cannot do this. He can do it, at least it can reflect from the side that this man is really expressing his love to Nangong Qingchen with his heart.

While speaking, an old woman in ragged clothes came to the road. On this cold and cold day, the old woman wore a shabby gray coat that she picked up from somewhere. She also wore a hat with a crutch on her head. The old woman was leaning on a wooden stick as a crutch and holding a broken bowl in the other hand. There were several coins in the broken bowl.

Surprisingly, this old woman actually has a Chinese face, and she also speaks simple Japanese and complex Chinese!

The old woman stood in front of Huangfu Zhenye with a broken bowl, holding a broken bowl with a turbid gaze looking at Huangfu Zhenye with hope. Huangfu Zhenye spread his palms and threw the 50 cents coins inside into the old woman's bowl. The old woman bent over and walked around the two of them carefully. Seeing that it turned out to be Chinese coins, her eyes suddenly changed strangely, and she couldn't describe the pain, and then she turned her eyes helplessly.

, bowed respectfully, and then walked away tremblingly with a cane. Huangfu Zhenye stared at the back of the old woman, watching her stretch out a broken bowl to the next pedestrian, and then was rejected without any surprise. He shrank his already hunched body and gradually became submerged in the dense pedestrians. "There are also beggars in Japan." Huangfu Zhenye said lightly, "The most helpless thing is that this beggar is a Chinese."

"Although a pitiful person must have something hateful, if he really doesn't have the ability to survive, what else can he do beg to put his hope of living on the increasingly cold sympathy of the pedestrians." Nangong Qingchen seemed to have a lot of feelings, and he was reluctant to take back his eyes when he stared at the old woman. When he disappeared, he turned around and said in a complicated way, and the taste in his mouth seemed to have knocked over the Wuwei Tan.

It's hard to say whether it's sweet or bitter or spicy.

"Do you want to know her identity?" Huangfu Zhenye suddenly sighed, with a strong sense of helplessness mixed in his tone.

Huangfu Qingchen raised his head in confusion, stared at Huangfu Zhenye's appearance, and asked, "Do you know?"

"Haha, a woman who was very famous in Japan in the 1980s was excellent. The selling point was that she was a Chinese and could speak fluent Chinese language. At that time, she was young and beautiful. She could get a reward of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan in a movie. However, usually in this industry, there is a common problem, that is, she likes luxury goods more than ordinary girls, because their money is simple and easy, and even enjoys it. The only difference is that she has to enjoy the contempt or ambiguous gaze of tourists who see their faces on the street.

Their bodies have been photographed countless times under the spotlight. Later, when they were old, they were naturally dismissed from the company and could not lose anything. The money they earned in the past has been squandered by them. They have no face to return to China to meet their parents, so they can only beg for food here. I have seen her many times on this street, and every time I give RMB. The reason is very simple. I want to tell her." When Huangfu Zhenye said this, he was obviously stagnant, as if he wanted to lend this to Nangong Qingchen with a surprised and sympathetic look.

The latter looked at the old woman's gradually moving away, sighed helplessly, and said, "In the world, only home can truly forgive themselves."

"Haha, that's right, you are as elegant and smart as ever." Huangfu Zhenye said with a chuckling.

But this time, Nangong Qingchen was staring with cold eyes. She said disdainfully: "Don't you know my identity in China? And my profession is actually more despicable and shameful than your Japanese performers who are under the spotlight!"

"Haha, in my heart, you are not, you are just a lost girl who can't find love." Huangfu Zhenye replied easily, but there was a trace of obvious loneliness in his eyes, as if he was saying, the person who can lead you out of this love swamp wasteland is me!

Nangong Qingchen smiled bitterly, then said with a far-fetched tone: "Thank you, in fact, no one will tell me this, even Wang Xiao can't."

"He has so many women, how can he have time to take care of other beauties?" Huangfu Zhenye suddenly changed his tone and said, "Have you talked to your sister?"

Although Huangfu Zhenye did not have any obvious position or organization in this city, he basically knew everything in this city and knew it immediately about Nangong Qingchen's arrival. This has to be said to be Huangfu Zhenye's terrifying intelligence ability and detective ability!

Nangong Qingchen did not seem to mock this man as usual as he always liked to inquire about things related to her, but instead raised his lips, and seemed to have a clear pride, "After talking, she was very calm, which still made me feel disgusted."

Huangfu Zhenye smiled softly, and seemed to have a resentful tone, which was quite inconsistent with his migrant worker's outfit: "You have already found her and come to me, you are not kind. Don't you know her thoughts about Wang Xiao yet, she won't harm Wang Xiao."'

"In fact, even she couldn't know who the insider in the Hong Gang Prince's Party was." Nangong Qingchen sighed and said, his cold sister came to his mind, helpless. Every time she thought of that woman, she felt disgusting in her heart. She fought all her life since she was a child, and at this time, she still felt that she could not let go at all. Whenever she thought of the other party, she still had to fight with the other party if she wanted to do anything.
Chapter completed!