Chapter 898 Postman (asking for monthly votes)
Ahhhh.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
"Unbearable."
"I beg you."
"stop fighting."
“Grandpa, grandpa, stop fighting.”
“Grandpa, grandpa.”
He was rolling on the ground full of money, 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 him 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.
“Eh.” Yao Minfan agreed cheerfully, 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 grasp into twists. The rough man roughly tore open the liar's clothes. He twisted the tender flesh of Qian Sheng's chest with his thumb and forefinger and twisted it hard. Then a scream could be heard.
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 unfinished thoughts, and glanced at Qian Sheng's crotch.
Qian Sheng's eyes were frightened, 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 guarantee it will be replaced if it’s fake.” Qian Sheng said quickly.
“Huh?” Cheng Qianfan’s face changed instantly and he looked at Qian Sheng coldly.
“Jiang Mulezi, I am Jiang Mulezi.” Qian Sheng immediately screamed.
"Hmph." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly. He glanced at Qian Sheng coldly, "Believe it or not, I announced that Jiang Mulezi surrendered. He is now in the torture room and he 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 sinister 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 office. As for the extent of it, they, the patrol officers, knew best.
“Well? There’s more.” Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
"Jiang has more than ten men, three long and short spears, no, several long and short spears, and a small boat. They are responsible for the trade and procurement in Shanghai under Jiang Mule's command." Qian Sheng said hurriedly.
“Trading 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 Lu Jiufan and Hou Pingliang, and 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.” Cheng Qianfan said, “As for what to do next, you have to figure it out first.”
As he spoke, he pointed at Qian Sheng, "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 good beating?"
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.”
“Give someone a hand if you want it, and give a gun if you want 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 Pingliang nodded.
“Brother Fan, what about me?” Yao Minfan spoke again when he saw that Vice President Cheng had assigned tasks to his cronies.
Lu Jiu glanced at Yao Minfan and smiled.
Hou Pingliang also raised the corner of his mouth.
This silly 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 some arrangements.” Cheng Qianfan suddenly said to Lu Jiufan.
Lu Jiufan was slightly stunned, thinking silently for a moment, and then 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 dung.
“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 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 the office of 'Mr. Xiao Cheng', 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?
As soon as he turned his head, Qian Sheng saw Yao Minfan staring at him.
Sweat broke out, and Qian Sheng forced a smile on his face. The flattering words came to his lips, but turned into a bitter smile, "Brother, your way of twisting people... tsk."
Qian Sheng clicked his tongue and looked frightened.
Yao Minfan smiled naively and looked at Qian Sheng.
Qian Sheng felt his scalp numb and cursed in his heart. Over the years, people all over the world have said that children, especially beggars, and women, especially widows holding businesses and women having fun, are not easy to deal with.
In fact, there is another kind of person who needs to be more careful.
…
“The arrival of spring brings green windows
The eldest girl embroidered mandarin ducks under the window
Suddenly there was a burst of ruthless sticks
Summer is coming and willow silk is growing
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 following behind him.
"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 lightly.
Looking at Brother Fan's back as he walked 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 that 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
Autumn is coming and the fragrance of lotus flowers comes
The older girl dreams about her hometown every night
Wake up and don’t see your parents
Only seeing the bright moonlight in front of the window
Winter is coming and there is a lot of snow
Hanyi makes a good gift to your lover
The Great Wall is built of flesh and blood! "
While 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 keep 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 so cute, please don’t be too cute.
Hou Pingliang glanced at Brother Fan but said nothing.
These obscene words and tunes are indeed—
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 yet at Jiraihuoxingjie,” said the rickshaw driver.
“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, and 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 of them quickly met.
"The price of this car has gone up too much." Fang Muheng couldn't help but said when he saw him.
"Go this way." Liu Bo led the way and turned into a small alley. Then he continued walking for more than two hundred steps and turned into an alley. After walking for about three to five minutes, he came out of the alley and entered A busy road.
The two of them came to a sesame seed cake stall and bought two sesame seed cakes.
After gnawing sesame seed cakes 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 respectively.
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.
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.
“We walked around a few streets and got rid of him,” Liu Bo said.
After leaving the door of 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. First, he called Fang Muheng on the hotel phone, but then he did not check out. Instead, he pretended to go out to do errands, but actually left directly. 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 anti-Japanese aggression, and saw them raising their arms and chanting anti-Japanese slogans at the risk of being targeted by the enemy. He was a little distracted, which 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 Mu Heng's words had a meaning 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 said suddenly.
He just turned around to look and saw a postman riding a foreign car following the car. Liu Bo suddenly became alert.
Comrade driver also became vigilant. 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 count as acquaintance, but I know this person.” Comrade driver said, “Lao Xing is responsible for the postman around here. He is a very honest and responsible person.”
“Where is the original Sang Er?” Liu Bo asked.
In his memory, the postman around here 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. San'er was so anxious that he tried his best, and both of them were stabbed to death."
As he said that, the comrade driver’s eyes turned red, “Two corpses and three lives.”
Liu Bo was 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, Niang Xi, 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 cursing.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Captain, 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 stupid.” A policeman also cursed with a smile.
“Let’s go.” The old man stared at Lao Xing’s back as he rode away, and waved his hands to the men beside him, “Liu Ji’s noodle soup, I’ll take it.”
“Brother Hat is everywhere.”
“The patrol commander of the four seas.”
Several patrol officers cheered happily when they heard the deputy inspector's invitation.
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