Cheng Qianfan slowly put all the Japanese yen in the bedside table drawer.

"Who?" Haozai asked.

"Brother Hao, it's me, Ma Benze."

Haozi then went to open the door.

Ma Benze whispered to Haozai, who asked a few more questions, then waved his hand.

...

"What's the matter?" Cheng Qianfan asked casually with the orange peel on the tip of his nose.

"Brother Fan, please tell your brothers to be careful. Everyone should be extra careful, thinking about investigating and sorting out the surroundings." Haozai said, "Ma Benze just arrived at the stairs on the third floor, but was stopped and refused to go up."

"Stopped?" Cheng Qianfan frowned, "Don't let it go."

"Yes." Haozai nodded, "There are people guarding the stairs on both sides of the third floor, so they are not allowed to go up."

"Is there any big man living on the third floor?" Cheng Qianfan asked with interest.

"I don't know." Haozai shook his head, "Ma Benze reported that among the several people who stopped him, someone came up to lift his clothes and exposed his gun to show him."

"What does the other party look like?" Cheng Qianfan asked, "Bodyguard? Soldier? Gang personnel? Or spies?"

"That boy Ma Benze didn't notice this," said Haozai, "but he said those people were wearing suits and leather shoes."

"Start at the third floor secretly to see if you can figure out what they are doing." Cheng Qianfan said.

As he said that, he waved his hand again and said, "You can show your interest in the third floor openly and then secretly arrange someone to stare at it."

"Brother Fan means, let me test it?" Haozai thought for a while and asked.

"Test the gun at my people." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "I want to see who is sacred."

Haozi immediately understood what Brother Fan meant.

...

Third floor, in room 309.

Dai Chengbi lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

A man sat on a chair, crossing his legs, holding a cigarette in his mouth, flipping through the newspaper in his hand, and looking at Dai Chengbi from time to time.

Dai Chengbi suddenly stood up.

"What are you doing?" the man put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Dai Chengbi and frowned.

"I'm going out, I'm going crazy when I'm stuck in the room." Dai Chengbi said impatiently.

"Okay." The man said with a sarcastic smile, "Mr. Dai is going out now, you can do it anytime, no one stops you."

"Take it seriously?" Dai Chengbi asked immediately in surprise.

"Natural." The man nodded, "Anyway, life is his own, he will make the decision."

"Team Leader Zhou." Dai Chengbi said quickly, "You promised to protect me."

"Yes, we are already protecting you. I am protecting you in the room, and there are brothers guarding the corridors and stairs outside." Zhou Gaoyuan said, "As long as Mr. Dai cooperates well, it will be safe and safe. However, if Mr. Dai does not cooperate and insists on using his head to try the Red Party gun, then we have no choice."

Dai Chengbi looked at Zhou Gaoyuan angrily, then angrily pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

...

He is now full of dissatisfaction and concerns.

After surrendering to the secret agent headquarters, because of the information he provided, the secret agent headquarters Nanjing District destroyed two Red Party transportation stations, killed and arrested more than ten Red Party members.

It is precisely because of this that the agents' headquarters in Nanjing District was very happy. Su Chende even met him personally. Not only did he praise him, but he also rewarded him with two hundred oceans.

Then, in just a few days, the people from the agent headquarters responsible for protecting him safety had already extorted dozens of silver dollars from him, making him miserable, but he did not dare to resist and could only sulk.

"I want to drink, drink good wine, eat good food." Dai Chengbi suddenly lifted up the quilt and muttered.

"Good wine and good food? This is easy." Zhou Gaoyuan immediately put down the newspaper and said happily, then he shouted, "Come."

"Team leader, what's the matter?" A subordinate pushed the door and came in.

"Mr. Dai wants good wine and good food," said Zhou Gaoyuan.

His subordinates immediately looked at Dai Chengbi.

"What are you doing while standing there?" Zhou Gaoyuan frowned and said, "There is nothing to eat and drink in the world."

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