Chapter 377 Entering the Jianghu Bureau by mistake
"Old Mountain Man?"
In the restaurant of Yamato Hotel, the morning light shines through the window lattice and is refracted by the glass, making it particularly dazzling.
Zhao Guoyan chewed a foreign sandwich and asked in a mumble, "Brother Dao, according to you, what kind of 'Laoshan' is this? Is he a Japanese?"
"should be!"
Jiang Lianheng picked up the bowl, drank a mouthful of flavored soup, and recalled the news he heard in the arms warehouse.
"Anyway, that's what I think. This group of trolls from the Zongshe Party should have been bought from Dongyang by this Lao Shanren who was the middleman."
Zhao Guoyan thought for a moment and then asked: "Brother, do you think Rong Wu is one of the princes and Laoshan people?"
"Guess it's not illegal!"
Jiang Lianheng said it very casually, but in fact it was not an unfounded speculation like shooting first and drawing the target later.
Although the business of red pills and local goods is a huge profit, it is not easy to sit in the position of Rong Wuye.
"Does this still need to be investigated?" Jiang Lianheng was a little surprised, "Why, Prince, can we catch a lot of things here?"
On the third floor of Yamato Hotel, the floor was still covered with bright red carpet, and the leather shoes felt warm when stepped on, as if they were stuck in mud.
After several bowls of hot soup, I became increasingly sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.
After knocking several times, there was still no movement in the room.
Jiang Lianheng did not dissuade him, he was indeed sleepy.
Zhao Guoyan raised the muzzle of his gun, stepped on his feet, and immediately rushed to the entrance.
A franchise license requires hundreds of millions of dollars to obtain, plus the flow of "living money" in and out of the country, not to mention the need to have connections with Japanese people - someone with such strength, Must be either rich or noble!
The waiter in a white shirt came over with a kettle in his hand and asked, "Sir, do you want some water?"
But at this moment, I suddenly saw a figure flashing in the corridor at the door of the room!
"who!"
Jiang Lianheng looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost eight o'clock.
Zhao Guoyan held the muzzle of the box cannon and rushed into the room. He checked the bathroom, the wardrobe, and even opened the toilet lid. He could not find Chuang Hu, and of course he never saw the young couple. .
The guest room was empty. Although the bedding on the bed was messy, there was no luggage in sight.
Arriving at the door of room 303, he tapped the door panel twice and shouted: "Chuanghu!"
no respond.
"That's the time to check. Let's wait until Chuanghu comes out and see what he says!"
The glass windows were open, and the gray-white curtains were fluttering up and down in the warm spring breeze.
Zhao Guoyan nodded and speculated in a low voice: "If it is really the prince, it does make sense. After all, he is a person with 'big ideals'. He used the money earned from selling local goods to restore the country. It would not sound good if it spread. Indeed, It should be more low-key.”
When Zhao Guoyan saw this, his eyebrows raised high, and he immediately became more than half awake.
At the same time, when I mentioned Chuanghu, I could not help but recall the figure of that beautiful woman.
"Chuanghu!" Zhao Guoyan knocked on the door twice more, "Poppy under the bed? Great writer! Brother Dao is looking for you!"
Really not back?
Zhao Guoyan was also a little sleepy.
"This kid is too slow!"
Jiang Lianheng covered the mouth of the cup with his palm and waved to the waiter.
He walked carefully through the corridor and came to the young couple's room, but was surprised to find that the door was ajar.
If memories are another form of reunion, then they have known each other for many years.
After saying that, he paused and suggested: "Brother, let's check along this line?"
……
Zhao Guoyan turned around and hurried back to his room. He marked the doormat to make sure no one broke in while he was away.
Zhao Guoyan turned around and glanced at the stairs, muttering: "I guess he is staying in the room to catch up on his sleep! Brother, sit down and I'll go up and take a look."
Zhao Guoyan was a little worried, so he took out the gun from his arms, shrank it in his sleeve, and then walked quickly down the stairs.
Not back yet?
He nodded and watched Zhao Guoyan climb up the stairs.
He slowly put his right hand into his arms, and then used his left hand to tentatively twist the spherical door handle twice. "Click, click, click" - the door was locked.
In fact, he had already forgotten what the woman looked like, but his demeanor and demeanor left a deep impression on him.
But I saw a bloated old woman in her forties, wearing white work clothes, holding a bucket in her right hand and a mop in her left hand. She turned over without stopping for a moment.
Zhao Guoyan smiled: "Brother, you didn't know when you first arrived. I don't know which prince is here, but those who claim to be Baylor and Gege are indeed a lot. Some are from Jinmen, and some are from Jinmen. He came from the capital, and as soon as he passed by, it was unclear."
……
So, he turned around as if he was electrocuted, wishing he could fly downstairs and tell Jiang Lianheng the matter as soon as possible.
He walked quickly through the corridor, whistling a tuneless tune to steel himself.
The visitor obviously didn't react as quickly as he did, and he didn't seem to be aware of any danger, so he didn't hesitate in his progress.
It wasn't until she faced the dark muzzle of the gun that she couldn't help but let out a "scared" sound and took a breath of cold air.
"Bang!"
The bucket was very heavy and did not turn over, but a lot of turbid water splashed out.
"Don't scream!" Zhao Guoyan threatened sternly.
The old woman was so frightened that she trembled all over. She quickly raised her hands to her chest and asked in a trembling voice: "You, you, you, you want to rob you?"
Zhao Guoyan showed an expression of disbelief: "Stop talking nonsense! Where are the couple who live in this house?"
"This...how do I know this?" The old woman explained with a panicked look, "I just clean up the house. If no one is here, then check out!"
At this moment, there was a conversation in the corridor, and it seemed that a guest was passing by.
Zhao Guoyan's heart trembled, and he was worried about making a fuss, so he approached the door and waved, "Come in, I won't touch you."
The old woman's expression was a bit complicated. She subconsciously took a step back and glanced to the right. Just as she was about to scream, she was dragged into the room by Zhao Guoyan, pushed her to the bed with a swing of her arms, and then closed the room with a bang. Door.
Then, he rushed over quickly, covered the old woman's mouth and nose, and ordered her not to make any sound.
Despite this, Zhao Guoyan was still worried, and he searched her randomly to make sure there was no guy on her body before he felt relieved.
At the same time, the conversation in the corridor just now slowly passed outside the door, and it sounded like Japanese. Zhao Guoyan breathed a long sigh of relief, then lowered his voice and threatened: "Don't be stupid, do you understand?"
"Listen...I understand."
The old woman nodded blankly, then turned away from her big fat face, closed her eyes tightly, and bit her lip: "Hurry up!"
"Hold!"
Zhao Guoyan immediately jumped off the bed, smoothed the sheets into strips, tied the old woman up indiscriminately, then turned around and rushed out of the room.
The knot was tied badly and it looked like it wouldn't last long, but he didn't have time to fool around with it. He just wanted to go downstairs and report the situation as soon as possible.
……
……
In the hotel restaurant, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but let out a long yawn.
He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit an old knife to refresh himself.
As soon as Zhao Guoyan left his seat to look for Chuang Hu, the revolving door of the hotel buzzed, and several Japanese officers walked in. The leader seemed to have the rank of colonel.
They stopped at the gate to chat for a moment, and then separated from each other. Two officers turned into the dining room, and the remaining few walked toward the guest rooms upstairs.
Jiang Lianheng suddenly remembered that when he was in the arms warehouse, the red mantle had said that the command of the "Fuguoqin King's Army" would be given to Japanese officers, so he immediately became interested and wanted to join forces there. Unfortunately, I can’t understand the Japanese language.
All his thoughts were spent on Master Rong Wu and the Zongshe Party, and he hadn't slept a wink all night. So when the white-shirted waiter approached again, he didn't even look at him, and just waved impatiently. waved his hand.
"No, no, no, nothing!"
Unexpectedly, the other party asked: "Have you eaten enough?"
Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but be startled, raised his head suddenly, and looked up and down at the white-shirted waiter in front of him.
But I saw that this man was twenty-three or four years old, fair and clean, but his face was straight and his ears were not visible.
If you open your mouth and tell the incision, according to Jianghu customs, you are considered a "familiar person", and you should be polite. If you meet someone asking for help, and you can lend a helping hand, you should do so. A helping hand; if you can do something convenient, you should do it.
A flower on the river and lake road, Hengge Lanrong is one family; although they are not real brothers, they have never separated from each other!
The road is not easy, the bodyguard and the bandit can also be called brothers, only Kongzi is an outsider.
Although Jiang Lianheng was a little wary, since the other party wanted to cross paths, he naturally asked: "Online?"
The waiter in a white shirt glanced around the restaurant, turned his head and said politely in a low voice: "Piziman'er, Kang Zheng, thank you for your hard work!"
"Thank you!" Jiang Lianheng pointed to the opposite side of the table, deliberately not stating the details, "Sit down?"
"Haha, it's not very convenient here."
"That's true!" Jiang Lianheng frowned and asked, "Hey! How did you recognize that I had a leak?"
"You're not leaking, your baby is." The waiter named Kang Zheng smiled and asked, "The character "合" comes from Waiha, right? Is the business going well?"
As soon as Jiang Lianheng heard this, he immediately guessed in his heart that it was probably a thief, so he immediately lost his face, pressed his right hand on his waist, and asked in a cold voice: "Don't worry about whether my business is going well or not, you tell me first Where are my brothers?"
Kang Zheng quickly picked up the kettle and filled the glass with some water.
"Brother, don't worry. Your brother is fine. He is resting at the place we arranged for him!"
Jiang Lian had a sulky look on his face.
The first thought that flashed through his mind was that the waiter in front of him belonged to Mr. Rong Wu.
But when I thought about it again, I felt it was wrong.
Both he and Zhao Guoyan were very capable. When they sneaked into Darien this time, they were originally cautious, always careful, and on guard at all times. It was unreasonable that they had just slipped out for a day and were discovered by Rong Wuye.
Even if he accidentally exposed himself by breaking into the tiger hand trend, it is still a bit far-fetched.
Unless that young couple was originally the hook of Mr. Rong Wu, but in that case, it would be too mysterious.
It was necessary to figure out where Jiang Lianheng was staying, and also be sure that Jiang Lianheng would test the couple.
This is not a conspiracy, it is clearly the work of a god who has opened his eyes.
To put it another way, if Kang Zheng was really a member of Fifth Master Rong, why would he need to come here to interrogate him?
Jiang Lianheng always had a bright idea in his head. After a little thought, he got some clues. He must have inadvertently messed up the situation.
Sure enough, Kang Zheng said next: "We are all working together online. It is not easy to meet someone who is hot in Nian Zanzi. If you want to open a business, you can understand it, but everything always has a first-come, first-served basis. You see, it is not convenient to retreat." step?"
"Are you discussing or threatening?" Jiang Lianheng asked.
"Hey! Will peace bring wealth?" Kang Zheng explained, "I'm worried about taking away my brother's son. We've been working on this game for half a year. We don't want anything to go wrong. Please be accommodating. Accommodating?”
"Oh, you are-"
"Brother, see through but don't tell!" Kang Zheng showed great sincerity, "If you show your noble hand and give way, I will give you this number."
Jiang Lian glanced at him, shook his head and said: "Bingjianzi, what we are eating is not a bowl of rice at all. There is no quarrel between me and you. I am looking at this Nianzuanzi, not for Mier, but for his relationship, I want to How about you give me a ride and I give you this number?"
Kang Zheng also took a look, a little surprised.
"Is it related to him?" He didn't understand for a moment, so he lowered his voice and asked, "I'm sorry for the aliasing, but I'd like to ask - where do you eat from?"
Jiang Lian Heng patted his chest, exposed the handle of the box cannon, raised his chin and said, "It's a shame."
Kang Zheng was startled, and then he said more politely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But -" he said with some embarrassment, "We are just talking about rice, not playing tricks."
"Pull him down! Have you ever cleared anyone from the Dark Eight Gates?"
"Hehe, of course this kind of thing should be avoided if possible. It's better to have one less thing to worry about than to have one more thing to worry about!"
Jiang Lianheng waved his hand and said, "I'm not going to fight against you. I don't need you to do things. You can do whatever you are supposed to do. It's all done without us."
Kang Zheng was a little moved. He stretched his neck and glanced at the foreman at the front desk. He then lowered his head and asked, "Brother, what about the hot spot you mentioned just now? Could it be Mr. Rong Wu?"
"Who is Mr. Rong Wu?"
"Ah! Blame me, blame me, I shouldn't have asked more questions, brother, please be patient!"
Of course Jiang Lianheng wanted to know the news about Fifth Master Rong, but he would never say it easily. Instead, he pretended to be impatient and said: "There is no need to deal with these vain things. It's okay. Just give me a message! Don't let it go." My brother is affected!”
"No, no, don't worry. You won't be bothered. At most, you will just make a fuss." Kang Zheng said with some embarrassment, "However, I can't make the decision about the ride. Why don't you go find our shopkeeper in person? Tell me?"
If you can't be the master, why don't you stay here for a long time?
Jiang Lianheng cursed in his heart, but said: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then let's talk about peace! Where can I find your shopkeeper? Does he know about this?"
"The shopkeeper personally laid out the plan. Those of us who are behind the plan don't dare to speak easily. We don't know yet."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Guoyan suddenly rushed into the restaurant, sat down and said quickly: "Brother Dao, Chuanghu is lost!"
Jiang Lianheng nodded: "It's okay, I found it."
(End of this chapter)
"Old Mountain Man?"
In the restaurant of Yamato Hotel, the morning light shines through the window lattice and is refracted by the glass, making it particularly dazzling.
Zhao Guoyan chewed a foreign sandwich and asked in a mumble, "Brother Dao, according to you, what kind of 'Laoshan' is this? Is he a Japanese?"
"should be!"
Jiang Lianheng picked up the bowl, drank a mouthful of flavored soup, and recalled the news he heard in the arms warehouse.
"Anyway, that's what I think. This group of trolls from the Zongshe Party should have been bought from Dongyang by this Lao Shanren who was the middleman."
Zhao Guoyan thought for a moment and then asked: "Brother, do you think Rong Wu is one of the princes and Laoshan people?"
"Guess it's not illegal!"
Jiang Lianheng said it very casually, but in fact it was not an unfounded speculation like shooting first and drawing the target later.
Although the business of red pills and local goods is a huge profit, it is not easy to sit in the position of Rong Wuye.
"Does this still need to be investigated?" Jiang Lianheng was a little surprised, "Why, Prince, can we catch a lot of things here?"
On the third floor of Yamato Hotel, the floor was still covered with bright red carpet, and the leather shoes felt warm when stepped on, as if they were stuck in mud.
After several bowls of hot soup, I became increasingly sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.
After knocking several times, there was still no movement in the room.
Jiang Lianheng did not dissuade him, he was indeed sleepy.
Zhao Guoyan raised the muzzle of his gun, stepped on his feet, and immediately rushed to the entrance.
A franchise license requires hundreds of millions of dollars to obtain, plus the flow of "living money" in and out of the country, not to mention the need to have connections with Japanese people - someone with such strength, Must be either rich or noble!
The waiter in a white shirt came over with a kettle in his hand and asked, "Sir, do you want some water?"
But at this moment, I suddenly saw a figure flashing in the corridor at the door of the room!
"who!"
Jiang Lianheng looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost eight o'clock.
Zhao Guoyan held the muzzle of the box cannon and rushed into the room. He checked the bathroom, the wardrobe, and even opened the toilet lid. He could not find Chuang Hu, and of course he never saw the young couple. .
The guest room was empty. Although the bedding on the bed was messy, there was no luggage in sight.
Arriving at the door of room 303, he tapped the door panel twice and shouted: "Chuanghu!"
no respond.
"That's the time to check. Let's wait until Chuanghu comes out and see what he says!"
The glass windows were open, and the gray-white curtains were fluttering up and down in the warm spring breeze.
Zhao Guoyan nodded and speculated in a low voice: "If it is really the prince, it does make sense. After all, he is a person with 'big ideals'. He used the money earned from selling local goods to restore the country. It would not sound good if it spread. Indeed, It should be more low-key.”
When Zhao Guoyan saw this, his eyebrows raised high, and he immediately became more than half awake.
At the same time, when I mentioned Chuanghu, I could not help but recall the figure of that beautiful woman.
"Chuanghu!" Zhao Guoyan knocked on the door twice more, "Poppy under the bed? Great writer! Brother Dao is looking for you!"
Really not back?
Zhao Guoyan was also a little sleepy.
"This kid is too slow!"
Jiang Lianheng covered the mouth of the cup with his palm and waved to the waiter.
He walked carefully through the corridor and came to the young couple's room, but was surprised to find that the door was ajar.
If memories are another form of reunion, then they have known each other for many years.
After saying that, he paused and suggested: "Brother, let's check along this line?"
……
Zhao Guoyan turned around and hurried back to his room. He marked the doormat to make sure no one broke in while he was away.
Zhao Guoyan turned around and glanced at the stairs, muttering: "I guess he is staying in the room to catch up on his sleep! Brother, sit down and I'll go up and take a look."
Zhao Guoyan was a little worried, so he took out the gun from his arms, shrank it in his sleeve, and then walked quickly down the stairs.
Not back yet?
He nodded and watched Zhao Guoyan climb up the stairs.
He slowly put his right hand into his arms, and then used his left hand to tentatively twist the spherical door handle twice. "Click, click, click" - the door was locked.
In fact, he had already forgotten what the woman looked like, but his demeanor and demeanor left a deep impression on him.
But I saw a bloated old woman in her forties, wearing white work clothes, holding a bucket in her right hand and a mop in her left hand. She turned over without stopping for a moment.
Zhao Guoyan smiled: "Brother, you didn't know when you first arrived. I don't know which prince is here, but those who claim to be Baylor and Gege are indeed a lot. Some are from Jinmen, and some are from Jinmen. He came from the capital, and as soon as he passed by, it was unclear."
……
So, he turned around as if he was electrocuted, wishing he could fly downstairs and tell Jiang Lianheng the matter as soon as possible.
He walked quickly through the corridor, whistling a tuneless tune to steel himself.
The visitor obviously didn't react as quickly as he did, and he didn't seem to be aware of any danger, so he didn't hesitate in his progress.
It wasn't until she faced the dark muzzle of the gun that she couldn't help but let out a "scared" sound and took a breath of cold air.
"Bang!"
The bucket was very heavy and did not turn over, but a lot of turbid water splashed out.
"Don't scream!" Zhao Guoyan threatened sternly.
The old woman was so frightened that she trembled all over. She quickly raised her hands to her chest and asked in a trembling voice: "You, you, you, you want to rob you?"
Zhao Guoyan showed an expression of disbelief: "Stop talking nonsense! Where are the couple who live in this house?"
"This...how do I know this?" The old woman explained with a panicked look, "I just clean up the house. If no one is here, then check out!"
At this moment, there was a conversation in the corridor, and it seemed that a guest was passing by.
Zhao Guoyan's heart trembled, and he was worried about making a fuss, so he approached the door and waved, "Come in, I won't touch you."
The old woman's expression was a bit complicated. She subconsciously took a step back and glanced to the right. Just as she was about to scream, she was dragged into the room by Zhao Guoyan, pushed her to the bed with a swing of her arms, and then closed the room with a bang. Door.
Then, he rushed over quickly, covered the old woman's mouth and nose, and ordered her not to make any sound.
Despite this, Zhao Guoyan was still worried, and he searched her randomly to make sure there was no guy on her body before he felt relieved.
At the same time, the conversation in the corridor just now slowly passed outside the door, and it sounded like Japanese. Zhao Guoyan breathed a long sigh of relief, then lowered his voice and threatened: "Don't be stupid, do you understand?"
"Listen...I understand."
The old woman nodded blankly, then turned away from her big fat face, closed her eyes tightly, and bit her lip: "Hurry up!"
"Hold!"
Zhao Guoyan immediately jumped off the bed, smoothed the sheets into strips, tied the old woman up indiscriminately, then turned around and rushed out of the room.
The knot was tied badly and it looked like it wouldn't last long, but he didn't have time to fool around with it. He just wanted to go downstairs and report the situation as soon as possible.
……
……
In the hotel restaurant, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but let out a long yawn.
He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit an old knife to refresh himself.
As soon as Zhao Guoyan left his seat to look for Chuang Hu, the revolving door of the hotel buzzed, and several Japanese officers walked in. The leader seemed to have the rank of colonel.
They stopped at the gate to chat for a moment, and then separated from each other. Two officers turned into the dining room, and the remaining few walked toward the guest rooms upstairs.
Jiang Lianheng suddenly remembered that when he was in the arms warehouse, the red mantle had said that the command of the "Fuguoqin King's Army" would be given to Japanese officers, so he immediately became interested and wanted to join forces there. Unfortunately, I can’t understand the Japanese language.
All his thoughts were spent on Master Rong Wu and the Zongshe Party, and he hadn't slept a wink all night. So when the white-shirted waiter approached again, he didn't even look at him, and just waved impatiently. waved his hand.
"No, no, no, nothing!"
Unexpectedly, the other party asked: "Have you eaten enough?"
Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but be startled, raised his head suddenly, and looked up and down at the white-shirted waiter in front of him.
But I saw that this man was twenty-three or four years old, fair and clean, but his face was straight and his ears were not visible.
If you open your mouth and tell the incision, according to Jianghu customs, you are considered a "familiar person", and you should be polite. If you meet someone asking for help, and you can lend a helping hand, you should do so. A helping hand; if you can do something convenient, you should do it.
A flower on the river and lake road, Hengge Lanrong is one family; although they are not real brothers, they have never separated from each other!
The road is not easy, the bodyguard and the bandit can also be called brothers, only Kongzi is an outsider.
Although Jiang Lianheng was a little wary, since the other party wanted to cross paths, he naturally asked: "Online?"
The waiter in a white shirt glanced around the restaurant, turned his head and said politely in a low voice: "Piziman'er, Kang Zheng, thank you for your hard work!"
"Thank you!" Jiang Lianheng pointed to the opposite side of the table, deliberately not stating the details, "Sit down?"
"Haha, it's not very convenient here."
"That's true!" Jiang Lianheng frowned and asked, "Hey! How did you recognize that I had a leak?"
"You're not leaking, your baby is." The waiter named Kang Zheng smiled and asked, "The character "合" comes from Waiha, right? Is the business going well?"
As soon as Jiang Lianheng heard this, he immediately guessed in his heart that it was probably a thief, so he immediately lost his face, pressed his right hand on his waist, and asked in a cold voice: "Don't worry about whether my business is going well or not, you tell me first Where are my brothers?"
Kang Zheng quickly picked up the kettle and filled the glass with some water.
"Brother, don't worry. Your brother is fine. He is resting at the place we arranged for him!"
Jiang Lian had a sulky look on his face.
The first thought that flashed through his mind was that the waiter in front of him belonged to Mr. Rong Wu.
But when I thought about it again, I felt it was wrong.
Both he and Zhao Guoyan were very capable. When they sneaked into Darien this time, they were originally cautious, always careful, and on guard at all times. It was unreasonable that they had just slipped out for a day and were discovered by Rong Wuye.
Even if he accidentally exposed himself by breaking into the tiger hand trend, it is still a bit far-fetched.
Unless that young couple was originally the hook of Mr. Rong Wu, but in that case, it would be too mysterious.
It was necessary to figure out where Jiang Lianheng was staying, and also be sure that Jiang Lianheng would test the couple.
This is not a conspiracy, it is clearly the work of a god who has opened his eyes.
To put it another way, if Kang Zheng was really a member of Fifth Master Rong, why would he need to come here to interrogate him?
Jiang Lianheng always had a bright idea in his head. After a little thought, he got some clues. He must have inadvertently messed up the situation.
Sure enough, Kang Zheng said next: "We are all working together online. It is not easy to meet someone who is hot in Nian Zanzi. If you want to open a business, you can understand it, but everything always has a first-come, first-served basis. You see, it is not convenient to retreat." step?"
"Are you discussing or threatening?" Jiang Lianheng asked.
"Hey! Will peace bring wealth?" Kang Zheng explained, "I'm worried about taking away my brother's son. We've been working on this game for half a year. We don't want anything to go wrong. Please be accommodating. Accommodating?”
"Oh, you are-"
"Brother, see through but don't tell!" Kang Zheng showed great sincerity, "If you show your noble hand and give way, I will give you this number."
Jiang Lian glanced at him, shook his head and said: "Bingjianzi, what we are eating is not a bowl of rice at all. There is no quarrel between me and you. I am looking at this Nianzuanzi, not for Mier, but for his relationship, I want to How about you give me a ride and I give you this number?"
Kang Zheng also took a look, a little surprised.
"Is it related to him?" He didn't understand for a moment, so he lowered his voice and asked, "I'm sorry for the aliasing, but I'd like to ask - where do you eat from?"
Jiang Lian Heng patted his chest, exposed the handle of the box cannon, raised his chin and said, "It's a shame."
Kang Zheng was startled, and then he said more politely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But -" he said with some embarrassment, "We are just talking about rice, not playing tricks."
"Pull him down! Have you ever cleared anyone from the Dark Eight Gates?"
"Hehe, of course this kind of thing should be avoided if possible. It's better to have one less thing to worry about than to have one more thing to worry about!"
Jiang Lianheng waved his hand and said, "I'm not going to fight against you. I don't need you to do things. You can do whatever you are supposed to do. It's all done without us."
Kang Zheng was a little moved. He stretched his neck and glanced at the foreman at the front desk. He then lowered his head and asked, "Brother, what about the hot spot you mentioned just now? Could it be Mr. Rong Wu?"
"Who is Mr. Rong Wu?"
"Ah! Blame me, blame me, I shouldn't have asked more questions, brother, please be patient!"
Of course Jiang Lianheng wanted to know the news about Fifth Master Rong, but he would never say it easily. Instead, he pretended to be impatient and said: "There is no need to deal with these vain things. It's okay. Just give me a message! Don't let it go." My brother is affected!”
"No, no, don't worry. You won't be bothered. At most, you will just make a fuss." Kang Zheng said with some embarrassment, "However, I can't make the decision about the ride. Why don't you go find our shopkeeper in person? Tell me?"
If you can't be the master, why don't you stay here for a long time?
Jiang Lianheng cursed in his heart, but said: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then let's talk about peace! Where can I find your shopkeeper? Does he know about this?"
"The shopkeeper personally laid out the plan. Those of us who are behind the plan don't dare to speak easily. We don't know yet."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Guoyan suddenly rushed into the restaurant, sat down and said quickly: "Brother Dao, Chuanghu is lost!"
Jiang Lianheng nodded: "It's okay, I found it."
(End of this chapter)
