Qian Sheng was rolling on the ground, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he kept crying and howling, and he began to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother.
Yao Minfan kicked again, then stopped and looked at Cheng Qianfan, fearing that Vice President Cheng would not let him continue.
He hates liars and all liars deserve to die.
"Continue." 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' said calmly.
"Huh." Yao Minfan agreed happily, directly picked up Qian Sheng from the ground, and slapped her loudly several times.
Qian Sheng screamed repeatedly.
Yao Minfan became more and more excited as he fought. He raised his huge fist and was about to hit his head directly.
"Don't beat him to death." Cheng Qianfan saw this and said quickly.
He was worried that if he didn't speak up, Yao Minfan might really beat the liar to death.
Yao Minfan turned his fists into claws and his grasps into twists. The rough man roughly tore open the liar's clothes, twisted the tender flesh of Qian Sheng's chest with his thumb and index finger, and twisted it hard, and then the screams rang out.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Yao Minfan in surprise, then smiled.
Lu Jiufan also took a breath of air.
Hou Pingliang scratched his chin, his eyes flashing with thought.
…
Hearing Qian Sheng's screams, like a little daughter-in-law being tortured by her mother-in-law, crying for her father and mother, Cheng Qianfan finally coughed and raised his hand.
Yao Minfan stopped immediately, but glanced at Qian Sheng with lingering thoughts, and glanced at Qian Sheng's crotch.
Qian Sheng's eyes were horrified, and he subconsciously protected his crotch with his hands.
‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ laughed out loud and even choked because of it.
He put out the cigarette in his hand and looked at Qian Sheng with a half-smile.
"Tell me again, what's your name?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Qian Sheng, I don't dare to deceive Mr. Cheng anymore. I'll keep it real." Qian Sheng said quickly.
"Huh?" Cheng Qianfan changed his face instantly and looked at Qian Sheng coldly.
"Jiang Mulezi, I am Jiang Mulezi." Qian Sheng immediately screamed.
"Hmph." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly and glanced at Qian Sheng coldly. "Believe it or not, I made it known that Jiang Mulezi surrendered. He is now in the torture chamber. You will not survive tonight."
Qian Sheng was by no means a fool and immediately understood what Cheng Qianfan meant.
Jiang Mulezi is alive not only because Jiang Mulezi is indeed very powerful, but also because the patrol room needs Jiang Mulezi.
Following Cheng Qianfan's cold snort.
Here, Yao Minfan is approaching with a ferocious smile.
Qian Sheng was frightened, frightened and trembling. He looked at Cheng Qianfan anxiously, an idea flashed in his mind, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Jiang Shiyi, I am Jiang Shiyi."
"Oh?" Cheng Qianfan nodded noncommittally, "Who are you, Jiang Mulezi?"
"Uncle, Jiang Mulezi is my distant uncle." Qian Sheng said immediately.
"How many people do Jiang Mulezi have? How many people do you have? Where is the bandit's den?" Cheng Qianfan asked quickly.
"My uncle has a total of 419 people under his command, more than 300 long and short guns, 25 large and small cannons, a number of other weapons, and 26 boats. They are temporarily stationed in Sanshan Island in Taihu Lake, Pingwang in Wuxian County and other places."
Qian Sheng answered immediately.
Lu Jiufan took a deep look at Qian Sheng.
Hou Liangping was thoughtful.
Qian Sheng's blurted answer was actually the "enemy situation" of the Jiang Mule gang announced by the patrol room. As for how much content there was, they, the patrolmen, knew best.
"Jiang has more than ten men, three long and short guns, no, several long and short guns, and a small boat. They are responsible for the trade and procurement in Jiang Mulezi's department." Qian Sheng said hurriedly.
"Business procurement?" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "Selling stolen goods means selling stolen goods. It's so elegantly said."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Cheng has a sharp eye." Qian Sheng said quickly.
Cheng Qianfan crossed his hands and cracked his knuckles. He looked at his two subordinates, Lu Jiufan and Hou Pingliang. Finally, his eyes rested on Lu Jiufan.
"Nine."
"Brother Fan, here you are."
"In half a month, I will hear rumors about Jiang Shiyi and his gang in half a month." Cheng Qianfan said, "As for what to do next, you have to figure it out first."
As he said that, he pointed at Qian Sheng and said, "If you have any questions, ask him. If he is dishonest..."
"If you are not honest, you will sink into the river." Hou Pingliang suddenly said.
Yao Minfan, who had been silent and regarded himself as a transparent person, suddenly said, "Before sinking into the river, can you give me a beating first?"
Cheng Qianfan glared at Yao Minfan, the big man smiled innocently, and quickly shut up.
Qian Sheng was frightened and shouted, "Be obedient, be obedient, be obedient."
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and Qian Sheng was so frightened that he quickly shut up.
"Watch it." He said to Lu Jiufan, "This guy is a thief."
"Eh." Lu Jiufan nodded, "I understand."
"If you want a man, give him a gun. If you want a gun, give him a gun." Cheng Qianfan looked at Hou Pingliang, "Whatever Laojiu needs, help him. If you can't figure it out, go to Haozi."
"Yes, Brother Fan." Hou Ping nodded.
"Brother Fan, what about me?" Yao Minfan spoke again after seeing Vice President Cheng assigning tasks to his cronies.
Lu Jiu glanced at Yao Minfan and smiled.
Hou Pingliang also raised his lips.
This stupid guy is actually a smart guy.
Cheng Qianfan looked at Yao Minfan and smiled.
He naturally noticed the change in Yao Minfan's name.
"Jiu, please make arrangements." Cheng Qianfan suddenly said to Lu Jiufan.
Lu Jiufan was slightly startled, and after thinking silently for a moment, he looked at Yao Minfan, "Jiang Shiyi wants to dispose of the stolen goods, so there is no way he won't want to manage the patrol room. Brother Yao has a good-natured appearance and is easy to deceive."
Yao Minfan was not angry, but touched the back of his head and smiled like a fool.
"That's it." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly and glanced at Yao Minfan, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
"Okay." Yao Minfan said with a grin as if he had eaten bee poop.
"Brother Fan, do you want me to ask someone to bring some food and wine?" Lu Jiufan also said with a smile.
"Forget it." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, frowned, and looked up at the ventilation fan, "When did it break?"
"It's been broken for less than half a month." Lu Jiufan said.
"Change it quickly." Cheng Qianfan touched his nose. The air in the torture room was really smelly. The ventilation fan was broken, and the smell of blood was even worse.
Seeing 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' and the police officer nicknamed 'Little Monkey' leave, Qian Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground slumped.
Just now in 'Mr. Xiao Cheng's' office, he was knocked unconscious by the big man twice, and then he woke up and continued to be beaten in this torture room.
Big guy?
Turning his head, Qian Sheng saw Yao Minfan staring at him.
Cold sweat broke out, and a smile appeared on Qian Sheng's face. The flattering words came to his lips, but turned into a bitter smile, "Brother, your tricks of twisting people... Tsk."
Qian Sheng clicked his tongue and looked terrified.
Yao Minfan smiled innocently and looked at Qian Sheng.
Qian Sheng felt his scalp numb and cursed secretly in his mind. Over the years, people all over the world said that children, especially beggars, and women, especially widows holding businesses and women having fun, were not easy to deal with.
In fact, there is another kind of person who needs to be more careful.
…
"Spring is coming and the windows are full of green
The big girl embroidered mandarin ducks under the window
Suddenly a ruthless rod
Beating the two sides
Willow silk grows when summer arrives
The eldest girl wandered to the Yangtze River..."
Cheng Qianfan was humming a tune and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Brother Fan, this Qian Sheng is dishonest." Hou Pingliang said as he followed behind.
"I'm not afraid that he will be dishonest." Cheng Qianfan smiled lightly, "Don't worry, this person is afraid of death and doesn't dare to play tricks."
He glanced at Hou Pingliang and said, "Little monkey, do you know who is the most worrying and reassuring person?"
Hou Pingliang shook his head, "I don't know."
"Smart man." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly and said calmly.
Watching Brother Fan walk away, Hou Pingliang carefully considered Brother Fan's words, and then he frowned.
Brother Fan just sang "Song of the Four Seasons" by Golden Voice.
This song is nice to listen to, but it is an anti-Japanese forbidden song.
The song Brother Fan sang just now is as follows -
"The eldest girl wandered to the Yangtze River
Jiangnan and Jiangbei have beautiful scenery
How to raise sorghum with green yarn
The fragrance of lotus comes in autumn
The big girl dreams about her hometown every night
When I wake up, I don’t see my parents.
I only see the bright moonlight in front of the window
Winter is coming, it’s snowy
Winter clothes are ready for your lover
Flesh and blood build a great wall!”
Just as Hou Pingliang was thinking about it, he heard Cheng Qianfan calling him.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, here we come." Hou Pingliang jogged to catch up.
Then he heard Brother Fan singing again:
The eldest girl drifted to the Yangtze River
Jiangnan and Jiangbei have beautiful scenery
The spring scenery in the garden is so beautiful, with big white legs.
Hongxing's appearance is so beautiful, the dance floor is rocking.
The big girl is cute, the slave family doesn't want to be too young.
Hou Pingliang glanced at Brother Fan but said nothing.
These obscene words and melody, as expected——
Brother Fan is indeed the same Brother Fan.
…
"Stop." Liu Bo patted the roof of the rickshaw with his backhand and shouted.
"Sir, we haven't arrived at Jiraihuoxing Street yet," the rickshaw driver said.
"That's it." Liu Bo said.
The rickshaw driver thought he had a long job, but he had no choice but to stop. Then he saw the passenger throwing a dime over and said, "No need to look for it."
Liu Bo was about to get off the bus with his suitcase, but was stopped by a rickshaw driver.
"Sir, sir, a dime is not enough."
Liu Bo, who had not been back to Shanghai for two or three years, was surprised. He could see that the rickshaw driver was not lying. One dime was really not enough.
He could only hand over another one-cent nickel, glanced at Fang Muheng and got out of the car. Time was running out, so he could only say sadly, "No need to look for it."
The two quickly reunited.
"The price of this car has gone up too much." When Fang Muheng saw him, he couldn't help but say.
"Go this way." Liu Bo led the way, turned into a small alley, then continued forward for more than two hundred steps, turned into an alley in the middle, walked for about three to five minutes, came out of the alley, and entered
A big road with lots of traffic.
The two of them came to a shaobing stall and bought two shaobings.
After chewing the sesame cake for a while, a car drove over, the window rolled down, someone poked his head out, and then the car stopped next to the two of them.
Liu Bo and Fang Muheng got on the bus at the doors on both sides.
As soon as the car stepped on the accelerator, it had to slow down as soon as it picked up speed:
There were students in front giving anti-Japanese propaganda, and citizens gathered enthusiastically and shouted anti-Japanese slogans.
The comrades who drove to meet us could only drive slowly and patiently.
"Boss Yu, have you thrown off your tail?" he turned to ask the comrades of the New Fourth Army.
"I walked around a few streets and got rid of him," Liu Bo said.
After leaving the Citibank, the two did not return to the safe house, but went to the hotel.
Sure enough, the experienced Liu Bo found someone following him.
He decisively called Fang Muheng downstairs, and first made a call on the hotel phone. Then he did not check out, but pretended to go out to do errands. In fact, he left directly and the two of them called a rickshaw.
It didn't take long for Liu Bo to find that a car was following him. He deliberately pretended not to know and told the rickshaw driver to rush to Zilaihuoxing Street. Then he suddenly got off the car and took Fang Muheng around the alleys to escape.
enemy.
Hearing what Comrade Yu Chang said, the comrade driving the car breathed a sigh of relief.
Fang Muheng looked at the college students on the street who were promoting the anti-Japanese war. Watching them raise their arms and chant anti-Japanese slogans at the risk of being targeted by the enemy. He felt a little distracted. This reminded him of himself back then.
"The enemy is very cunning. It is a good thing to have revolutionary enthusiasm. Be careful of enemies lurking everywhere." Fang Muheng said with a serious expression.
Liu Bo glanced at Fang Muheng, and he always felt that Muheng's words had implications for him.
"The comrades of the Student Affairs Committee will protect the students," said the driver.
Fang Muheng shook his head. As an activist trained by Ah Hai, he had come into contact with the Study and Working Committee. The comrades in the Study and Working Committee were all young and never lacked high-spirited enthusiasm for revolutionary struggle, but they inevitably lacked the cruel experience of revolutionary struggle.
"That postman." Liu Bo suddenly said.
He just turned around to look and saw a postman riding a foreign car following the car. Liu Bo suddenly became alert.
The comrade driver also became alert. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and then his tense expression relaxed.
"It's Lao Xing." He said.
"Know?" Liu Bo asked.
"I don't think I know him. I know this person." Comrade driver said, "Lao Xing is responsible for the postman around here. He is a very honest person."
"Where is the original Sang'er?" Liu Bo asked.
In his memory, the postman nearby was San'er, a rare surname.
"Dead." Comrade driver shook his head and sighed, "His mother-in-law gave birth to a baby in the middle of the night. San'er was riding a foreign car to cross the Baidu Bridge to see the doctor. The Japanese soldiers refused to let him pass. He knelt down anxiously to the Japanese.
The Japanese ignored her and even touched the big-bellied woman. Sang'er was so anxious that he tried his best, and both of them were stabbed to death."
As he said this, the driver's eyes turned red and he said, "Two corpses and three lives."
Liu Bo fell silent.
Fang Muheng's teeth gritted loudly.
…
There were fewer pedestrians on the road, so the driver stepped on the accelerator and started to accelerate.
"Old Xing, Side Renniang, ride slower." Long Hao, the fifth deputy inspector of the Xiafei District Patrol Room, led his men on patrol. When he saw Lao Xingyang riding his car very fast and almost hitting him, he couldn't help laughing and scolding.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Inspector Hat, it's urgent." Lao Xing shouted, stepping on the stirrups very fast. When the sound came, the person had already run away.
"This old man is here." A patrolman cursed with a smile.
"Let's go." The old man stared at Lao Xing's back as he rode away, and waved his hand to the men beside him, "Liu Ji's noodle soup, I'll take it."
"Brother Hat is everywhere."
"Inspector of the Four Seas."
When several patrol officers heard the deputy inspector's invitation, they all cheered happily.
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