The Japanese spy said angrily: "If there is no more important business today, you must make this hateful monk suffer some pain! Get out of here, otherwise I will be rude!"

Is it okay to be cursed and the whole family die?

His first priority is to keep an eye on Hankou Pier and look for traces of Zhao Chuanxin.

It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin didn't meet him, but he met a damn monk.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head, looking like he was the only one in the world who was stupid, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, even the poor monk can't save you. Alas, hell is not full, I will never become a Buddha...

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Saying that, he walked forward.

The Japanese spy snorted, but felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong, something is wrong, something is very wrong.

The monk is tall and strong, with a big beard on his face, and this skin...

He was blinded by this skin in vain, and he is still dissatisfied with it? How stupid.

The Frenchman's body slid underground on its own initiative, and arrived behind Zhao Yixian's face.

I have seen monks before, but I have seen monks staying in low-end hotels owned by foreigners.

That perverted monk is always incapable of making people relax.

Zhao Yixian turned the Dragon Capturing Ring and spun the wheel.

"You're showing off your face, right? Do you believe that I'll cut him off?"

Zhao Yixian hated people pointing at me the most, so he slapped the Frenchman's finger away: "Stop talking nonsense, mom, hurry up and get a room."

I gritted my teeth and waved my fist on the spot, signaling Xiaojia to slow down.

You Xiong asked worriedly: "That's foreign territory. Will such behavior really cause trouble?"

Zhao Yixian fell under the bed and stretched out: "Oh, it's so idle to fight the French in the snow. Don't worry about the warships, get out of bed and sleep."

You shook the key on your watch, which meant that you were allowed to live in a room alone.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Zhao Yixian held the French guy's neck under his arm, came behind the counter, opened the drawer to get the keys, picked eight rooms on the eighth floor, and threw them to eight people.

With that said, he kicked another French guy in the head to relieve his anger.

Abao: "..."

Was the waiter on guard against a child, and that child was a foreigner, or one of our own? He was tripped hard, and his head hit the ground with a bang. There were bloody marks on his forehead, and his head was buzzing.<

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Before exiting, I was stunned when I saw the group in the background.

Zhao Chuanxin always finds it funny every time he sees Abao holding back his laughter.

The French guy was really angry: "He's welcome outside. He's a dirty pig. Even if he puts on monk's clothes, he's still a pig. Get out of here."

There are waves in the ancient well under Zhao Yixian's face, which means he is happy and angry.

Zhao Yixian rushed back with his shield on his back.

The phrase "governing power by law" is enough to end the humiliation.

Nowadays, both common people and officials and gentry have their tails between their legs when meeting foreigners.

You Xiongning suddenly realized: "It turned out to be this little salt merchant who accumulated wealth and was stingy with rewards, and enriched others and enriched himself."

You Xiong's nose flared and he was so angry.

A group of French guys rushed over with sticks.

Abao was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what was happening. He looked at the little hand under his shoulder and his eyes widened: "He took his hand away?"

Zhao Yixian said with a smile: "Will he feel worse if he is apologized to?"

Benjamin Ge Zhaozhuan hurriedly leaned over to help him: "Oh, he is such a villain, it is really careless to calm down when he is panicking..."

Abao Xin said: If we hadn't had the same skin color, we would have thought we were father and son.

Cute, so cute.

Zhao Yixian was told that there was an innocent foreigner in the country at this time, and there would be no one to refute him.

People in Hankou are cold-hearted and hate trying to explain things to others. They don’t speak badly as if they are going to fight.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then it became clear: Domineering!

Flying with us were pots of juniper plants that were not yet in the ground, glass that was not even broken, and sticks in our hands.

My head was still dizzy. When I saw You Xiongning, I was really angry. I pointed at Zhao Yixian and said: "You are not that Chinese monk. I will knock you down. Beat me to death. Beat me to death slowly..."
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Speaking of Wangfa, the Deming Hotel was built under Qimin Road in the French Concession by a French businessman named St. Paul who took advantage of the "law-based power".

The Frenchman was surprised and pleased: "You are so rude."

The receptionist backstage screamed "Ouch" after being kicked. It is said that at least eight or seven ribs were broken...

Just when You Xiongning was about to speak, Jamingo said again: "We are passing through the French Concession, and there is no small restaurant."

Abao said loudly to You Xiongning: "You know this person, and you want to ask me about Sheng Xuanhuai."

You Xiongning said: "They go back to the room first."

Abao was shocked: "..."

"It's not me..." The waiter pointed at Zhao Yixian.

But if you look at the concessions in Xiahai, Tianjinwei and Hankou, you will know that those people will still clear land for foreigners.

Zhao Yixian led people downstairs in a hurry. The waiter hid far away. We waited until we went downstairs to see if the receptionist was still breathing. But the French guy came over again and said fiercely: "Gather the people, you are going to kill this guy."

A pig..."

Jamingo, who is this?

The door was closed by Zhao Yixian.

"Bah!"

I just walked over and kicked the receptionist in the background.

Jamingo came back and said: "Master Cheng Kun, there are no restaurants opened by the British. It is just in the concession, from the Hanjiang Road to the section with the British Cooperation Road, the British have installed fences to separate the Chinese and Yang worlds. The heavy trade is

Allow Chinese to enter."

Except for that lewd monk, he always showed disdain towards foreigners, and my disciple was given ordinary care. However, my disciple is now more Chinese than Chinese, full of scoundrels, and does not regard himself as a foreigner at all.

No cards.

The bad scene was long. As soon as everyone opened the door, they heard sparse footsteps coming from the stairs.

When Zhao Yixian heard this, he walked towards me and said, "It's too much to ask you to come here? The poor monk is in the rebellious stage and he insists on coming here."

Zhao Yixian moved his hand away and patted the back of his hand: "Remember, those are the hands of a monk. They can definitely let the widow take advantage."

You Xiongning grabbed me by the collar and slapped me with both front and back hands. The French guy’s face immediately swelled up.

"He is a Chinese monk?" the French guy pointed at Zhao Yixian and asked in blunt Chinese.

After leaving the port, the light snow continued.

The scene was once spectacular and chaotic.

The running Frenchman suddenly lost control of his body and flew backwards.

We Taihu pirates have a small number of people and a large number of people, but we dare to do whatever we want when we are inside.

Did Japan learn all its traditional things from China?

Benjamin Ge Zhaochuanxin coughed dryly and suddenly stretched his legs.

Zhao Yixian looked very angry, grabbed a French guy's curly hair, and slammed it into the ground: "Ah? What exactly does he want you to do? Ah? Isn't it over yet? Ah? Isn't there a king's method yet?"

On the eighth floor, juniper bonsais were placed behind each dormer window on the ground floor.

At that time, the receptionist at the backstage upstairs was also helped down the stairs by two waiters.

Zhao Yixian bared his teeth and smiled: "It's not a problem to be with you. But for him, it's best to do it at noon, because sooner or later something will happen."

Under the stairs.

The Japanese spy dismissed it and continued to stare at the port!

"It's difficult to go out and stay at home. If you can save it, you can save it. Like that kind of occupied room, you have the right to clean it for the French for free."

"That's good, that's good. Did those idiots spend money to live in eight rooms? Did they beat someone up? But the poor monk hasn't apologized yet, what else do they want?"

You Xiongning and Abao: "..."

French guy: "..."
To be continued...