Chapter 181 The Bathhouse Sub-Conference of the Japanese Black Dragon Association
In the afternoon, the motorcade came to Shuangqiao Town. Li Guolou opened the curtains and looked at Xiaoquan Inn. His expression became strange. He hurriedly closed the curtains to keep out of sight.
Mayuko was wearing a white silk dress to see off the guests at the Koizumi Inn. She bowed at 90 degrees one after another and kept thanking the guests. Her eyes were red and swollen but she was strong and did not fall down. There were two little Japanese women beside her who were supporting the widowed husband. True cause of death, the miserable scene looks solemn and solemn.
Among the people attending the funeral was Li Guolou’s next-door neighbor, Yamamoto Twenty-Seven. His short stature did not stand out among a large group of short Black Dragon Club members.
Twenty members of the Black Dragon Society left the Xiaoquan Inn together. They did not disperse, but went to a bathhouse run by a Qing Dynasty to take a bath.
The boss of the Tianjin Branch Black Dragon Club is Qiao Benlongxing, the owner of three Japanese brothels in Tianjin. He is in his forties and has a shiny forehead, three pigtails on the back of his head, and a broad face with a fierce expression.
At this time, twenty shirtless Black Dragon Club members jumped into the steaming bathhouse in order, and pulled off the triangular crotch cloth tied on their crotches. Two Black Dragon Club brothers worked hard to wipe Qiao Benlong's back, and Yamamoto Twenty-seven bowed in greeting, pulled off the crotch cloth tied around his crotch, and the last one jumped into the pool.
Yamamoto Twenty-seven has a low status in the Black Dragon Club and is a junior. The size of the store he opens can tell a person's strength. The reason why he can squeeze into the ranks of these elder brothers is because he is a neighbor of Li Guolou.
The Black Dragon Club of Tianjin branch is about to make a major decision. The club wants to bet on the boxing showdown between Li Guolou and Robinson. Now the streets of Tianjin are talking about this bet, and the people of the Black Dragon Club cannot They are free from vulgarity and want to participate in this gambling game. They are an organized and disciplined society, and all the benefits ultimately belong to the society. They are not fighting alone. The Japanese Black Dragon Association belongs to a society that cannot be separated if it is a group. Unlike the big People in the underworld of the Qing Dynasty could wash their hands in a golden basin and leave the gang, join the Japanese Black Dragon Society and remain members of the Black Dragon Society forever. Just like Catholic marriages, divorce is not allowed after marriage.
Yamamoto Twenty-seven felt very honored to be able to join a big brother-level meeting. He was not yet qualified to rub the back of the big brother Qiao Ben Ryuyuki, so he could only soak in the pool and rub the back of his eldest brother Taichiro.
Twenty members of the Black Dragon Society have tattoos all over their bodies, and the patterns of the tattoos are somewhat different. The boss, Qiao Benlongxing, has tattoos all over his body, with a dragon-shaped pattern on his back with teeth and claws.
From the topic of flower girls to the boxing match of the century, Taichiro closed his eyes slightly and said: "Yamamoto, tell Brother Qiao Ben the news about Li Guolou that you have heard."
"Hi!" Yamamoto Twenty-seven immediately stopped wiping his eldest brother Taichiro's back. He stood in the bathhouse with the water up to his chest, motionless, with his right palm touching his heart. He said sincerely: "Brother Qiao Ben, brothers, I am lucky. I became a neighbor of Li Guolou, the big stallion of the Qing Dynasty, and I knew every move of this man. He was very, very powerful. I arm-wrestled with him, one, two, three! I was knocked down by him. So you guys Don’t believe the nonsense of the big reporter Eugene, it’s the big stallion who is fooling the Pravda reporter, and he deliberately punched in front of the reporter Eugene.”
Qiao Benlongxing opened his eyes and shouted majestically: "Yamamoto-kun, do you dare to guarantee it?"
"Hi! I promise my eldest brother, and swear by my loyalty and bravery to the flag of the Black Dragon Society, that I have bribed the housekeeper of Li Guolou's family and her husband. They report to me every day the training status of Li Guolou and the custody of his family members. How much money does he have on him?"
"How much?" Qiao Benlongxing asked impatiently.
"It has already exceeded two hundred thousand francs. This is still a clear figure. How much did Li Guolou's eldest brother bet on him? My informant doesn't know. Li Guolou's eldest brother is cunning and cunning. He is our great Japanese Enemies of the national textile industry, our national textile industry can only maintain friendship with the national textile industry of the Qing Empire for generations, otherwise both sides will suffer and it will be an advantage to the Western powers. Report completed!" Yamamoto Twenty-Seven was still standing upright in the bathing pool.
"Well----this information is very important, what do you think?" Qiao Benlongxing stroked his mustache with satisfaction and asked Yamamoto Twenty-seven to relax.
"Brother, I believe in Yamamoto-kun's information. This is first-hand information, and there are even more exciting ones. Yamamoto-kun has told you about Li Guolou's solo battle with the Thirteenth Taibao of the First Grade Hall. Please tell me about it b1 3kanwang/b Be clear." Taichiro ordered.
"Hi!" Yamamoto Twenty-seven had a serious look on his face, and he was happy in his heart. He had gone deep into the top management of Tianjin Black Dragon Club, and the door to wealth was opened to him. In the future, his eldest brother would give him the management of a brothel, and he would have endless wealth. Japanese beauty.
"Yo Xi! Yamamoto-kun, you have done a great job. Don't rush now. You still have three days to place your bets. Let's talk about it while drinking and open the way!" Qiao Benlongxing strode out of the bathhouse, majestic and high-spirited, ready to bet at the Captain Hook Casino. Net worth and life.
Twenty tattooed heroes walked out of the bathhouse in a swagger. Everyone did not forget to take a photo of Yamamoto Twenty-seven to express their approval, but also to tell Yamamoto Twenty-seven that if the information provided about Li Guolou was wrong, Yamamoto Twenty-seven would commit suicide by caesarean section. .
"Please believe me, I will not let my eldest brother and brothers down." Yamamoto Twenty-seven knelt on the stone slab beside the pool, his eyes filled with tears, success was achieved in one fell swoop. Yamamoto Twenty-seven clenched his fists, He shouted loudly: "Li Guolou, you have to win, otherwise my two wives will have to be taken care of by you!"
"Papa!" There were two clear sounds. Taichiro stood in front of Yamamoto Twenty-Seven, waved his hand and slapped Yamamoto Twenty-Seven twice, and angrily said: "Ba Ge! Why are you shouting so loudly? Be careful not to be heard by the Qing Dynasty spies. .”
"Hi!" Yamamoto Twenty-seven repented and smashed his head against the stone slab. He did not hesitate to suffer pain, bleeding and tumors. Yamamoto Twenty-seven was extremely grateful to his eldest brother Taichiro. Elders are the objects of respect throughout his life, and he will always obey his elder brother. Taichiro's teachings.
The Black Dragon Society is a rigorous social organization that makes every member feel how heavy the burden is. It was extremely difficult for the Japanese gangs to survive in a foreign country, but they succeeded and quickly integrated into the Qing Empire and The local gangs lived in harmony and formed an alliance. Nowadays, the Black Dragon Society is not very powerful in the Qing Empire. Instead, it relies on the wings of local gangs. Many industries in the Qing Empire do not allow them to participate, which also makes them lose money. Lots of opportunities to make money.
The Japanese Black Dragon Society was not very prominent in doing business in the Qing Empire. It had a good reputation and was a well-known brand in the world. It was a brother of the Jianghu forces. The Japanese Black Dragon Society had the same philosophy as those who were against the Qing Dynasty. They also wanted to overthrow Japan. Political power, staying in a foreign country waiting for the moment of God's arrival. This is the moment when the Japanese Black Dragon Society is reborn, and it all started from a jealous bet.
Li Guolou made a friend of the Japanese Black Dragon Society, "Twenty-seven Yamamoto", and fell in love with "Mayuko", the wife of a member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society. These two things together were a trick of God's will.
At this time, the widow Mayuko opened the case of a pocket watch alone, with a photo of Li Guolou on it. Her expression changed from sadness to joy, and she said to herself: "Mike, I will do anything for you.
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The night was approaching and everything was quiet. Mayuko put her pocket watch next to the pillow and closed her eyes. Her dreams were filled with hugs and kisses when she and Li Guolou got together.
Yamamoto Twenty-seven sang and danced at the banquet and performed a Japanese folk dance. The members of the Black Dragon Club clapped their hands neatly and sang loudly, with smiles on their faces and good manners. They are a kind nation and have a pure and noble soul like Mount Fuji.
The next day, Li Guolou entered the French Concession standing in a convertible, with a Western honor guard leading the way. Bass drum, trombone, trumpet, saxophone, and accordion were all available. French guards in straight uniforms rode on tall horses, left and right.
Escort, Li Guolou took off his hat and saluted the people on both sides of the street amidst the majestic music.
Posters of Li Guolou and Robinson clenching their upper body fists were displayed on the pillars of street lamps and at the entrances of shops. The portrait of Jelia was above the heads of Li Guolou and Robinson, like the Virgin Mary.
The sound of boos and boos was heard endlessly, but Li Guolou still maintained his humble and charming smile. The rotten eggs were thrown over, and the cabbage peels also flew over. Li Guolou dodged for a moment, but he was still covered in filth. He quickly sat down.
There are smiles on the faces.
Yes, the excitement of the French people is rising. No matter how much money they have, they will bet on Robinson. He will make these French people lose everything and go back to France in boxing shorts. Look at the friendship between the two countries for generations.
On, boxing shorts Li Guolou will be sent for free.
The top of the convertible was raised, and Li Guolou, who was hiding in the carriage, said, "Jelia, what did the Pravda say today?"
Jelia scooped up the Pravda in his hand, rolled his eyes and shouted angrily: "Mike told you not to stand up, but you didn't believe it. Look at it now, doesn't it embarrass me?"
"To liven up the atmosphere, let your French friends see what the big stallions of the Qing Dynasty look like?" Li Guolou wiped the dirt on his body with a handkerchief, not minding being attacked by passers-by.
Jelia said angrily: "I am the only one who likes you, and I have become a public enemy of France. Look at what my portrait looks like."
In some portraits of Jelia, he transformed into a man with a mustache and put on glasses, and some even showed Jelia sucking Fuzhe ointment.
"Hey!" Li Guolou sighed softly, making Yelia feel that he was also full of indignation, and said: "Dear Yelia, don't look outside, since you are here, you must prepare for the worst, Lu Bin
He deserves to be a big businessman and has business acumen. This time he made a lot of money, but I wonder if he will bet the gambling money on himself?"
"It's a bet! The reason why your odds are not good this time is because Robinson played the game and bet all his wealth on it. It has been written in the newspaper, and there is an exclusive interview with Robinson by a reporter. He said that he would be in three
I'll kill you in the round and let you lie down and leave the French Concession." Jelia was still reading Pravda, reading it word by word, almost memorizing the article.
"Oh----" Li Guolou lamented. Yelia beside him was also exhausted and had staked his fortune on him. Even if others didn't tell, he was a detective and could tell from the words and demeanor of the people next to him.
Clues.
"Don't worry, Jelia. When have I ever let you down? For you, I will go through all kinds of swords and seas of fire. I want Robinson Crusoe to go back to the barbaric island like his ancestors, and be as ruined as his ancestors."
There is only one dog following him." Li Guolou expressed his true feelings, holding up two calloused fists. The scars on his hands bear witness to the results of his hard training every day.
Yelia stared at Li Guolou in silence. There were thousands of things to say in his heart but he didn't dare to say them. He had to bear the pressure and either embarked on the road to great wealth or lived in the Qing Dynasty as a concubine.
One hand was clenched on Li Guolou's fist, and the two of them stayed close to each other in silence.