The past cannot be changed.
The future is hard to predict. Time travel can happen, so what else is certain?
So, let’s grab the crotch! Uh, no, it’s now!
Well, no matter which one it is, it can't be done now anyway. After traveling for such a long time, it was Sister Feng last time, and now she is the wife of the county magistrate.
It's up to you!
The arms that were frozen in the air reached out and hugged the person in front of him...
A small tea room.
Because I was worried about the Japanese people, there was only a thin paper screen on the inner wall of the building.
The sound insulation effect is not good, so Luo Heng's movements were as gentle as possible...
Wang Jiazhi bit her lip and leaned into Luo Heng's arms, rising and falling slowly but firmly.
Suddenly, she held Luo Heng's cheeks with both hands and looked at his appearance seriously.
It was as if he wanted to imprint Luo Heng into his pupils.
Ren Luoheng boasts that he is strong and strong, and a man has gold under his knees. In this life, you have to stand up and make money, and you can't bend down to serve the powerful even if you die.
In the end, I couldn't escape, and I knelt behind the woman and was defeated...
Pudong, in the Marshal's Mansion.
Wu Qi stood in the center of the hall, dancing and talking: "I! Wu Qi, your son, the only son of Marshal Wu who controls all the docks in Shanghai and the entire Pudong.
“In Shanghai, at Paramount, I was drinking with friends, and someone broke in and beat me.
“My head was bleeding, and my friend was blown into a puddle of foam, which was mixed with two bomb disposal experts. I went to look and found a complete leg.
"The rest were all splashed on the wall, and I couldn't tell them apart. I spent three cents of money to bury the three of them together and set up three steles on top of each other.
"Do you think we can just let it go?"
On the sofa, Wu Liu looked contemptuous, holding a long ivory cigarette holder in his hand and leaning forward to smoke.
Marshal Wu, who was bare-headed and bearded, spoke with a Shanxi accent: "Then what do you want to do?"
"I'm going to search all over Shanghai to find that little red guy Luo Heng."
Wu Qi's face turned red and he roared loudly.
Wu Liu asked lightly: "What can I do if I find you?"
Wu Qidao: "If I want to blow his head off, I'll smash the little red guy's head to pieces with a wine bottle!"
Wu Liu mocked: "Just you?"
Wu Qi shook his head: "I can't. I heard that Luo Heng is the owner of Foshan Baji Boxing Gym and the number one martial artist in the south. I can't beat him."
"Then you still want to blow someone's head off?" Wu Liu smoked a cigarette leisurely.
Wu Qi raised his hand, pointed at Wu Liu and said, "Which way are you facing? Why are you always taunting me with your words?
"I can't beat that little red guy. Isn't there still our dad here? I don't believe he dares to fight back with dozens of guns pointed at his head."
"This soldier cannot be lent to you." Wu Liu sneered: "The situation in Shanghai is too complicated now. If our soldiers are dispatched on a large scale in the city, it will easily cause a chain reaction."
Wu Qi said excitedly: "Then my beating will be in vain?"
Marshal Wu also frowned and said, "Yes, then will my son be beaten in vain?"
Wu Liu looked at Wu Qi: "I'm not stopping you from finding someone to take revenge. You can go find someone yourself, but you can't lead troops into the city."
"How can we seek revenge without leading troops? Dad, look at your daughter, is she helping an outsider?"
Marshal Wu looked suspicious and looked at Wu Liu.
Wu Liu argued: "Why am I helping outsiders?"
Wu Qi immediately said: "Then give me Ma Zouri, since Luo Heng killed Xiang Feitian in order to save Ma Zouri.
"I tied up the horse and took him out for a parade. I made sure that Luo Heng jumped out on his own."
Wu Liu shook his head: "Impossible, Ma Zouri is my friend and is now helping me write a movie script."
Wu Qi immediately said: "Then lend me some troops and I will search them myself."
Wu Liu wanted to refute again, but Marshal Wu slapped the table with a bang.
"Okay, stop arguing. You can't move too many people in the city. I'll give you a hundred soldiers, and you can take revenge yourself. Remember, don't make too much noise..."
Wu Qi was overjoyed: "Okay, one hundred guns are enough."
Wu Liu said anxiously: "Dad, you can't get beaten for him and ignore the overall situation..."
Marshal Wu waved his hand to interrupt her and continued: "Okay, that's it. It's okay to beat my son, but my son's face is very important."
at this time.
An adjutant came in hurriedly, stood at attention and saluted: "Report to the commander, there is a man outside the door who claims to be from Nanjing and wants to see you."
Marshal Wu frowned and asked, "Here from Nanjing? A few days ago, two senior officials from Nanjing were arrested by a man named Yi. What are they doing to come to me now?"
Wu Liu is not interested in these things.
He was frustrated because he was unable to stop Wu Qi from leading troops to cause trouble for Luo Heng.
He stood up and said: "I'm leaving first. The movie is about to start shooting. I have to prepare..."
Wu Liu also wanted to leave.
It's just that the troops he just borrowed haven't been implemented yet, so he can only be patient and sit on the sofa where Wu Liu left.
Not a moment.
Liu Yunqiao led Huo Qingyun into this hall under the guidance of his adjutant.
Marshal Wu sat at the top and asked straight to the point: "Who are you? What do you want from me?"
Liu Yunqiao cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I'm down at Chaotian Palace. I'm here to ask the commander to inquire about someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
"The Foshan martial artist who did the Huang Mangguan case a few days ago - Luo Heng."
Wu Liu, who was sitting on the sofa and picking his nails out of boredom, suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Yunqiao.
"You also want to find Luo Heng? Do you know that guy?"
Liu Yunqiao looked at Wu Liu with doubts on his face...
Hongkou.
Luo Heng lazily slumped on the tatami.
He gently stroked his smooth back with one hand and sighed softly: "Don't worry, you will be with me from now on..."
But I secretly sighed in my heart, women really only affect the speed at which I draw my gun.
Pulling out the gun from the crotch will speed up, but pulling the gun out of the pocket will be slower...
I have something important to do later, but my legs are weak, what should I do?
Wang Jiazhi wrapped her backhand around Luo Heng's waist, pressed her face against him, and murmured softly: "If there is a chance in the future, give me a house, and I will never pester you again.
"I wait for you to come home every day in the house..."
Luo Heng smiled and said: "It's a small matter. When you get to Hong Kong Island, I will buy you a building..."
As he spoke, he suddenly felt a little wet on his chest.
He held up her face with one hand and comforted her: "Why are you crying? Don't worry, I'm not coaxing you, and there's no shortage of money..."
Wang Jiazhi's smile was particularly sweet and beautiful at this moment.
The legs that were soft just now are showing signs of hardness again...
The two were close to each other, and Wang Jiazhi immediately noticed that her body moved unnaturally, and they pressed closer.
But he reminded softly: "It's almost time..."
In Luo Heng's heart, ten thousand wild horses galloped past, leaving only the words "Ni Ma, this is a goblin"...
Dressed neatly, he went out under the strange gaze of the white-faced woman in the teahouse.
The two came to the door of Zhumei Club again.
At this time, it seems that the time has reached seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
There were more pedestrians on the surrounding streets than in the afternoon.
Japanese people walking across the street with women in their arms, Japanese people wearing kimonos and their whole families hanging out.
The Japanese who were still standing at the door, bargaining with those White Russian women...
Luo Heng's brows were already furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
Nima, isn’t this a Chinese place anymore?
Wang Jiazhi pointed to a row of cars parked on the street and reminded in a low voice: "Look there, that car is Ikeda's car. It seems that he didn't bring a driver with him today. He should have driven here by himself."
"How do you know?" Luo Heng asked curiously.
Wang Jiazhi said softly: "Although Yi Mocheng doesn't allow women to get close to him at work, sometimes when he handles things, I can only wait for him in the car far away.
"Because I was bored, I wrote down a lot of things. Ikeda has a habit. If he brings a driver, he will stay in the car while he goes in to drink."
Luo Heng nodded and noticed that Wang Jiazhi's expression was a little strange.
She probably also understood that she was thinking of some not-so-good memories.
He patted her back gently: "Wait for me here. I'll go in and see if there's any chance to bring out Ikeda."
Wang Jiazhi shook his head and said: "There is no need to go in, these Japanese people are bright and honorable on the outside.
"Actually, everyone is very sloppy behind their backs. Let's go to the back alley of the club and wait..."
Luo Heng knew that she had an idea, so he simply listened to her.
The two bypassed the crowd and quietly entered the back alley.
Compared with the busy traffic and bright lights on the main street, this place seems to be a forgotten corner of the world.
Smelly garbage is piled in the dark corner of the alley.
You can smell the pungent smell of urine while walking in it.
Luo Heng chose a relatively clean corner, and the two of them stood there and waited.
After a while, Luo Heng understood what Wang Jiazhi meant.
I saw it at the back door of Zhumei Club.
From time to time, Japanese people would come out drunk and staggering.
Just find a corner, unzip your pants and face the wall and start draining.
Sometimes we work together, sometimes we work alone.
There are also women who are holding hands. When the mood comes, they press against the wall and start chewing...
No one noticed the corner where Luo Heng was.
Probably it was a little too cold at night in Shanghai.
Unknowingly, Wang Jiazhi pressed closer and closer to Luo Heng, and almost her whole body got into his arms.
Luo Heng's hands had already reached into his clothes.
"Wait...wait..."
At this time, what are you waiting for? Isn't this disappointing?
Wang Jiazhi panted and whispered into Luo Heng's ear: "If Ikeda doesn't come out yet, capture a lone Japanese man and ask about the situation inside..."
Luo Heng was slightly stunned and finally woke up from his confusion.
Nima, there is still business to be done.
I wanted to take my hand out angrily, but found a resistance...
Wang Jiazhi held Luo Heng's arm, and the charming look in her eyes almost showed: "That's it, warm..."
Of course Luo Heng stopped moving happily, since it was his hand that was warm anyway.
Wang Jiazhi bit her lip, her face becoming more rosy and hot.
"etc……"
"what happened again?"
"It's Ikeda... coming out..."
Luo Heng turned around and saw two women in kimonos, supporting a short man, coming out from behind.
My heart trembled: "Are you sure it's him?"
Wang Jiazhi nodded.
Luo Heng finally took out his hand this time, touched his nose, narrowed his eyes and said, "Wait here..."
He turned around and walked over there.
Ikeda must have drunk a lot of wine. He was supported by a woman, with his shoulders still leaning against the wall, while another woman squatted in front of him...
Luo Heng stepped forward directly.
The woman noticed someone approaching and showed no shyness.
He only turned his head and glanced at Luo Heng, then continued to chat and laugh with Ikeda in Japanese.
Luo Heng stood next to the three of them with a smile on his face: "Major Ikeda?"
The two women paused and looked at Luo Heng.
Ikeda stared blankly, frowned and raised his head: "Chinese? What do you want to do?"
Luo Heng chuckled: "I have a business and want to talk to Mr. Ikeda?"
Ikeda was disturbed and yelled loudly: "Baga, what qualifications do you have to stand here?"
Luo Heng raised his hand, with the smile still on his face: "I will show you my qualifications..."
One in each hand, two bangs, two Japanese women were knocked unconscious.
Ikeda probably really drank too much. He looked at Luo Heng blankly and didn't realize what Luo Heng was going to do.
Luo Hengyi grinned.
He pinched the guy's neck with one hand and hit him on the back of the head with the other hand.
I took advantage of the situation and touched this guy's body.
Find a bunch of keys from your waist.
Then he waved behind him.
Wang Jiazhi trotted over and took the key from Luo Heng's hand.
Without Luo Heng's instructions, he trotted out of the alley again to drive Ikeda's car.
Luo Heng held Ikeda under his arm and looked down at the two Japanese women on the ground.
The white ghost face lay on the ground and rubbed a lot of wet mud mixed with urine.
Nima, more like a kid...
If they were allowed to fall here, they would be discovered soon.
Luo Heng simply let go of Ikeda first.
He picked up the two women and walked to the corner where he and Wang Jiazhi were hiding.
After thinking about it, if they woke up early, they would be in trouble.
He simply performed the execution painlessly by himself. After thinking about it, he leaned over and took off the long cloth wrapped around the woman's waist.
If someone saw him undressing a dead man in a dark alley, he would look like a fucking pervert.
Luo Heng secretly laughed at himself, put away the cloth, and then turned back with satisfaction.
Picking up Ikeda, he endured the disgust in his heart.
He changed it to holding this guy's arm, which looked like he was supporting a drunk and unconscious guy.
When we reached the alley, the car stopped at the right time.
Luo Heng opened the back seat and threw Ikeda in.
At the entrance of the Zhumei Club on one side, a bald man wearing a Japanese military uniform glanced this way.
There seems to be some confusion, why do the guests leave through the back alley instead of the main entrance?
Luo Heng stretched out his hand and waved it at him, grinning: "Sayouna..."
The man subconsciously smiled and nodded in response.
Luo Heng got into the car.
There were too many people on the street and the cars were not going fast.
Wang Jiazhi turned around and looked at Luo Heng strangely: "Can you speak Japanese?"
Luo Heng smiled: "I have learned a few sentences before and understand them a little bit. I will teach you in the future."
Wang Jiazhi smiled and turned back to concentrate on driving.
We successfully left the Japanese concession on Zhapu Road.
Finally, there are more and more Chinese-style gowns appearing on the street, and the kind of kimono that can be worn with a pillow on your back has disappeared.
Luo Heng was in a good mood. He looked at Ikeda lying next to him and said with a smile: "Stop for a moment. If this guy wakes up on the road and causes trouble, I have to take some measures for him."
Wang Jiazhi found a section of road with few pedestrians and stopped the car.
Luo Heng carried the unconscious Ikeda out of the car, took out the cloth strips he had untied before, and tied the guy into a mummy.
Even the mouth was tied tightly, leaving only two nostrils outside.
Then he carried it back to the car and stuffed it directly into the trunk.
Then he got into the passenger seat with a relaxed look.
"Let's go, find a place to hide the car."
Wang Jiazhi frowned: "The Japanese will soon find out that he is missing. Where can he hide such a big car?"
Luo Heng was not familiar with Shanghai, so this question was difficult for him.
Seeing that he had no idea, Wang Jiazhi could only smile and said: "Why don't we separate people and cars?"
Luo Heng thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's right, but as far as Tibetans are concerned, I do know a place that Japanese people wouldn't think of."
Wang Jiazhi asked curiously: "Where?"
"Ju Restaurant."
Wang Jiazhi turned around in shock and looked at Luo Heng.
“That restaurant was previously opened by a Japanese named Watanabe.
"There is a basement inside. It was a safe house built by Japanese spies, but it has been searched by the Qing Gang. It should be abandoned now."
Wang Jiazhi nodded: "In this case, no one should think of it in a short time."
The car was speeding along.
Soon we approached Watanabe’s Japanese-style Kiku restaurant.
Find a remote corner to stop.
Luo Heng got out of the car and walked around, and found that no one was watching around him.
Presumably, this is the safe house Watanabe built for himself.
Luo Heng revealed Watanabe's spy identity at the Happy Theater and pointed out that there was evidence in the basement of Ju Restaurant.
The Qinggang people had already turned this place upside down.
Watanabe, the sister who married Du Guosheng and had been a spy for many years, was also secretly dealt with by the Green Gang.
The restaurant was abandoned there.
Originally, the Qing Gang would renovate the house and turn it into other businesses.
He encountered three giants who died one after another.
The Green Gang is in chaos, and no one will pay attention to this house in a short time.
Luo Heng hugged Mu Ikeda Nai and took Wang Jiazhi directly into the restaurant through the window.
The Japanese-style restaurant was in a mess.
It could be seen that this place had gone through a floor-scraping inspection, and no one had cleaned it up since then, except that a lock was hung on the outer door.
But that's just fine.
The entrance to the basement of the safe house originally built by spies was difficult to find.
Now it is directly open, saving Luo Heng the trouble of finding the entrance.
Carrying Ikeda down to the basement.
Wang Jiazhi took out a lighter and looked after Luo Heng's way.
You can tell that a lot of thought went into the basement.
There are three compartments in total.
The first section down the stairs is divided into two rooms, one side is the kitchen and the other side is the bathroom.
One side of the second section is the storage room, and there are some potatoes, sweet potatoes and other non-perishable foods on the shelves.
The third room is a Japanese-style tatami.
In the middle, facing the corridor, is a small dining table.
Luo Heng looked around to see if he had not come to Shanghai this time.
That bitch Gong Liu will be locked up here by that pervert Watanabe.
Day and night for three years...
After casually throwing the mummy Ikeda in the corner, Luo Heng went to check the two compartments in front.
“This is a safe house for Japanese people, and the facilities are very cleverly built.
"Even if you cook in the basement kitchen, the smoke will go directly through the pipes and into the underground drainage channels, and will not be found outside..."
As he spoke, Luo Heng walked to the exit and closed the secret door inside.
Find the light switch and turn it on.
He smiled at Wang Jiazhi and said, "Close the door and turn on the light inside so you won't notice it from the outside.
"The people from the Qinggang didn't care about this place for a while. It's really a good place to hide."
Wang Jiazhi smiled softly and curiously looked at the layout of the basement with the light on.
Luo Heng stepped forward and hugged her gently from behind.
The anger aroused in the back alley of the club has not yet been released.
He put it close to her ear and whispered: "Don't you want to learn Japanese? I can teach you now..."
Pudong.
A group of soldiers with guns and ammunition quickly rushed out of the Marshal's mansion.
Wu Qi drove a car and rushed to the front of the team.
"Move damn fast. All the gangs in Shanghai are coming to call your names one by one. Even if he is a rat, he will be scratched out by me..."
The back of the car.
Huo Qingyun frowned and looked at his second junior brother Liu Yunqiao sitting next to him.
She leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Second Junior Brother, when they find Junior Brother, if we take action to capture this Wu Qi, will it affect your mission?"
Liu Yunqiao shook his head gently: "Don't worry, senior brother, Marshal Wu may seem rough, but he is actually very smart.
"Do you think he doesn't know that we follow his son for ulterior motives?
"We will act according to the circumstances. As long as we don't really hurt Wu Qi, he won't fall out."
Huo Qingyun nodded and said with some worry: "What do you think is going on with my junior brother? Didn't he say that he was going to save the eldest lady of the Gong family when he arrived in Shanghai?
"Why did we kill the leader of the Youth Gang and the inspector of the concession again?
"In just a few days, Shanghai has been turned into a mess by him..."
Liu Yunqiao shook his head speechlessly. How could he possibly understand what his junior brother, whom he had not seen for several years, was thinking about now...
(End of chapter)
