Chapter 3 I'm not worthy? Drink some funeral wine to make you worthy of jumping up!
"I do not deserve?"
"I can make you jump even if I drink some funeral wine!"
In the Yu Shui Huan Nong Qing Pavilion, Old Yao Ying drank too much, and he was pointing at a woman and cursing. The reason was that he wanted to get serious with that woman, but this Nian Qing Pavilion is a place where honey is mixed with oil. You don’t spend enough money.
How is that possible? Plus he looked poor, so people just said, "You don't deserve it."
No, Old Yao Ying, who was not angry in front of the number one assassin in North Manchuria, became anxious. The woman was still dissatisfied and pinched her waist in anger, planning to retaliate. The situation was very embarrassing for a time.
As more and more foreigners come to the Northeast, the entertainment venues exclusively for men have also changed into something else:
There is Paramount, which has a group of girls wearing black stockings with exposed thighs performing on the stage;
There are also cafes where the alluring woman sits alone;
In today's northern Manchuria, ordinary brothels are only for poor people. If you don't come up with some tricks, you will be embarrassed to say that you have three thousand beauties here.
This Love House is one of the best!
Yu Shui Huan is run by a woman. She was born in the industry. She once worked as a nightclub supporter in Shanghai. After returning to the Northeast, she simply ran a love shop. The model is a bit like a couple's cafe, with a dark environment and a dark atmosphere.
The room has a man and a woman, a table and a lamp, paired with "Shanghai at Night" on the record player, creating a full atmosphere.
The old falcon who wanted to have fun also came.
But he came not just for the things between men and women.
"It's just that you don't deserve it, you stinky scoundrel!"
As soon as a quarrel broke out, several burly men came over from behind. Led by a woman holding a cigarette holder, they quickly surrounded the old kite in the middle.
The appearance of this group of people made the woman even more arrogant. She pinched her waist and opened her mouth to curse: "Sister Qing, this old gangster asked me what color the thing inside was, and he even took off his shoes and stuck his dirty feet into my crotch.
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Snapped!
The leader of the woman used her backhand to slap the woman's face with her mouth, and everyone around them was stunned.
This is someone she can't even ask for. How dare you offend her?
Immediately afterwards, the Qing sister coquettishly approached the old kite, held his arm and said, "Sir, why don't you say hello when you are here?"
The old harrier was even more damaged, rubbing his arms to death, and said reluctantly: "You are the only sensible person in this room."
"Sir, the girl is not sensible. Don't be the same as him. I will change it for you in a while."
"No!" Old Falcon immediately objected: "It's her."
"Don't you call me an old gangster? I am not a gangster."
At that moment, the woman's face was ashen.
The old falcon didn't even look at her. He turned around and said to the so-called Sister Qing: "Let's talk about business in the room first."
Sister Qing nodded and said to her subordinates: "Tie her up and send her to the room." Then she swayed her waist and walked towards the office area of the Nongqing Pavilion.
What is sitting on the ground?
This is a ground cannon!
Especially when this land gun is the only one in the whole of northern Manchuria who doesn't want to share any money, every businessman in the territory under his jurisdiction has to give enough face.
Xu Ruifeng couldn't enjoy the face because he wanted to hide his identity, so the only one who could enjoy it for him was Lao Yaoying.
Not to mention that he drank some wine and had sex with this woman who was originally out to sell. Even if he fucked her in front of everyone, Zhuye Qing would still have to endure it, and he would have to drive all the customers out and close the store door first.
Let the old kite be happy before we talk.
Who lets you hang around on other people's land and make money from them? Besides, Zhang Hongyan, the camel dragon crossing the river, is dead, so what kind of trouble can you make?
"Master Xu, are you okay?"
In the office, Zhu Yeqing sat on the leather sofa with her legs crossed, leaning on Old Yaoying's shoulder to light a cigarette for him. The hollowed-out sweetheart collar of the cheongsam on her body made the whole courtyard looming with pure color.
The red-faced Old Falcon looked away and drank a lot of wine, but still knew what to say and what not to say. He replied: "Don't ask, don't pry, Master Xu will tell you something."
There was no hint of displeasure on Zhuyeqing's face, but she pressed closer to the old kite: "Then why are you here this time..."
"Ask for news."
Zhuyeqing understood.
After thinking about it for a moment, she said: "Sir, what news can I have at the moment? It's from Japan..." As she spoke, she rolled her eyes at the old man who was smoking, trying to see all his expressions.
"Alas!" Old Falcon suddenly stopped and said, "Didn't we agree that we won't accept the devil's business for any amount of money, so why are you bringing this up?"
"Can you blame me? Mr. Xu was killed by Zhang Hongyan with one shot at the Li family mansion. The whole Jianghu people in northern Manchuria fled out of town. Those who dare to run around in the city are either little devils or we can't afford to offend them."
Master...Master, you are in trouble."
The old harrier was so happy that he hugged his soft waist and kissed him along the cheek, not caring about the greasiness on his beard.
He is a veteran and knows exactly what to do at what time. Especially now that Xu Ruifeng is injured, he has to be even more high-profile and tell the entire Northeast Green Forest Road that Lao Xu is still taking business, letting those who want to take advantage of his illness to kill him
Completely giving up.
As for what to do if there is real business, or what to do if Lao Xu has made up his mind to resist Japan, it is not something that should be considered now. Jianghu people, take it one step at a time, and protect the territory where you eat first.
"Master... alas... Master..."
If Zhuyeqing hadn't struggled, the old falcon would have almost fallen asleep!
When she pushed away the old hawk that pounced on him like a mangy dog, her face was full of scolds.
"Master, I remembered something."
The old falcon didn't know whether this was Zhuyeqing's excuse or something else. He stopped his next move and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Some time ago, a rather mysterious person came to our door, saying he was from the Blue Clothes Club."
"What club?"
Zhuyeqing said seriously: "I don't understand either, he seems to be from Nanjing."
"They talked with me for a long time and planned to establish an intelligence station in northern Manchuria to observe Japan's movements in Northeast China."
"They also said that the reason why Mr. Xu did not suffer revenge from the Japanese when he fucked Zhang Hongyan this time is because they devoted all their energy to the independence of the five provinces."
The old harrier reached out and grabbed the few hairs on his head, frowning, feeling that he was getting harder and harder to understand?
"The independence of these five provinces is the same as occupying the Northeast. We create a puppet and let the region starting from North China develop the independence of the five provinces, thereby swallowing up half of our country..."
The old harrier was startled and immediately stared: "What did you say!"
Zhuye Qing shook his head and said, "I don't know what he is talking about. Why don't you just learn from others' original words?"
"Anyway, that's what the people in Lanyi Club told me. They said that Japan plans to achieve regional independence and divide China by dividing and supporting traitors in North China, Shandong, Shanxi, Chahar, and Suiyuan. Lanyi
The agency is preparing to use special operations to obtain real materials, expose the gangster ambitions of this group of people, and is recruiting troops."
"No, people found me."
Yu Shui Huan Nong Qing Pavilion is not only a place where filth and evil practices are hidden, but also an intelligence station for the entire Beiman Jianghu. Otherwise, where did Lao Yaoying get such well-informed information?
It's just that people here don't like to take off their pants and get on the kang. It's just a romantic thing. If we really negotiate, there are plenty of rooms in the Liuguo Hotel opposite.
"You're saying that the Blue Clothes Club in Nanjing plans to recruit Ansi underground artillery to become a weapon to destroy the little devil's conspiracy?"
"That's probably what you mean?" Zhuyeqing showed that he abided by his duty and didn't ask any more questions, but in fact, his eyes were always staring at the old falcon, for fear of missing every expression.
Old Harrier was happy: "Have you left your contact information?"
"I told you to come back in half a month."
Half a month...
The old eagle touched the sparse stubble on his chin and his smile grew wider and wider: "Okay, if you come again, you can tell them that the old eagle has been trying to serve the country for a long time but has no way. He should be the first to contribute to the country, but..."
"speak English!"
Zhuye Qing was so angry that she didn't dare to blame him, so she could only say coquettishly.
Old Yao Ying also cooperated: "Just tell them that we will take over all the work of killing Japanese and traitors. Even though the price is high, the guys in our hands are not very good at it. Ask if we can get a set of German equipment."
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"Gone?"
The old harrier nodded and said, "It's not gone."
"I still have a request, and that is to meet Mr. Xu in person."
The smile on the old falcon's face turned gloomy, and all that flashed through his mind were the flashes of swords and shadows, and he finally said decisively: "That's impossible, just tell that man that once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of the well rope for ten years!"