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Chapter 464: The Hundred-footed Insect (5)

When it comes to the Sanhe Gang, it is really a mixed bag. Various forces are mixed in it. An important member may have two or three identities. Among them, the involvement of Juntong and Zhongtong is the most obvious. The second member of the Sanhe Gang

The leader seems to be the Military Reunion Chamber of Commerce, who all have status.

"Get up tomorrow and go meet the Sanhe Gang" Leng Feng fell asleep after making up his mind.

In the early morning, Leng Feng woke up and immediately received a call from Geng Liang, telling him to come over and ask him if he had anything to do. He also asked him to bring breakfast for five people. Just as he was about to leave, a man came out and blocked him.

the way to go.

"I'm going!! Gu Yunfei!" Leng Feng was so frightened that he almost flew up. Why did this guy come here? Wasn't he punished by his master and now grounded?

Gu Yunfei still looked like a second-rate man, but he changed his Shanghai gangster attire and put on a white suit.

Leng Feng: "Well, I can see that you have never been around in Shanghai. It's not summer yet. What kind of white suit are you wearing? And these shoes are black. A white suit should be paired with yellow leather shoes or brown leather shoes."

Gu Yunfei scratched his head in a very rare way: "My master never taught me this. Is there anything special about wearing a suit?"

Leng Feng rolled his eyes and said to himself, I don't have the patience to popularize this knowledge to you here: "Whatever, with the price of land in Beiping, as long as you wear a suit, some people will treat you as a member of the upper class.

It’s really not as particular as Shanghai.”

Gu Yunfei shook his head vigorously: "That won't work. You have to dress me up properly. I want to go to the consulate with you."

Damn it, Leng Feng's eyes almost popped out: "Consulate?"

Gu Yunfei: "Yes"

Leng Feng: "Still with me?"

Gu Yunfei: "Yes"

Leng Feng: "Where is the argument? What is this?!"

Gu Yunfei: "Don't you want to rob Noze Wenxiong's money? Hey, let me help you."

Leng Feng stretched out a finger: "Stop, first of all, that money does not belong to Nozawa Fumio."

Hold out the second finger: "Second, I don't need your help."

Gu Yunfei: "Why, one more person means one more helper. You can't lift so many boxes, and I don't want your wages."

"I believe you." Leng Feng remained unmoved and made up his mind not to let Gu Yunfei follow him. Although Gu Yunfei's city was quiet, it would be easy to follow Leng Feng, but Leng Feng had a map.

If Gu Yunfei is not in front of Leng Feng, those eight boxes have nothing to do with him.

"Boss, here are the eight steamed buns", "6 burnt rings" and "a dozen hot ones." That's what's good about the breakfast stalls in Peking. They're all crowded together. Stand in the middle with your arms crossed and twist your neck

Bought all these things.

As for those who sell bean curd and braised and roasted, they can only do what they see, and they can't package it now.

Everything is ready, and the temporary attendant Ding Ling beside him holds it with a bang. It's not that Leng Feng is acting bureaucratic, but it would be too conspicuous if he doesn't do this. He doesn't even give others a chance to flatter others, so he can only stumbling upon others.

opportunity.

Gu Yunfei hasn't followed yet, and it seems that Leng Feng won't go to the Japanese Consulate so early in the morning.

Geng Liang was eating the burnt rings and the meat buns, and vaguely talked to Leng Feng about the Sanhe Gang.

Leng Feng: "I know, I'm not going to explore the road anytime soon. You told me yesterday that you forgot, and that's what you asked me to do."

"Ah? Did I tell you?" Geng Liangmeng, I remember that I only looked for Tang Mingyi. Isn't Leng Feng Tang Mingyi's subconscious?

"I understand, Tang Mingyi's matter will not be clear for a while." Leng Feng thought, exploring the path of the Sanhe Gang, beating Tang Mingyi, and then taking the things hidden by Nozawa Fumio, if necessary

If so, Nozawa Fumio's disappearance can also be considered. After all, Nozawa Fumio is a loophole for Nozawa Fumio.

The Sanhe Gang and Leng Feng were rejected by the gang. It seemed that the Sanhe Gang was really confident at this time. Leng Feng, who was wearing black leather, was simply a nobody to them.

"Hey, who is this? How did you come to the territory of my Sanhe Gang?" A man wearing a short coat with brocade inscriptions and two thugs wandered over.

"Who is he?" Leng Feng asked the policeman next to him. The policeman whispered: "He is the top thug of the Sanhe Gang, Leopard Head. It is said that even the original Yanzi Li San did not dare to get close to him."

"Leopard head?"

"He doesn't dare to call me Leopard Head. I gave him away and called him Leopard Head." The policeman continued to mutter in a low voice.

Leng Feng ignored him and walked away. It would be of no use to someone who even wanted to make a name for himself. Being polite to him would only make his master look down on the anti-smoking brigade.

"Hey! Why am I talking to you?" Leopard raised his head and pushed Leng Feng's shoulder with his palm.

"Sure enough, he just came to explore the way," Leng Feng thought, but this time he thought wrong. Leopard Tou just felt that there was something wrong with a man wearing black leather who came to the Sanhe Gang's territory. He should be questioned. This guy actually

I don't care! Hey! I, the Leopard Head, don't have any face?!

"Brush" is the scene last night again. I saw several guns pointed at me, and it would be strange if the leopard's head was still hard on. It's strange that he has managed to get this far and is still alive.

"Sir! This official, I have nothing else to say. It's my duty, my duty..." Leopard Tou quickly handed over his hand.

Leng Feng: "What does the Sanhe Gang have to do with Sanhe Liu?"

Leopard Tou was confused: "Sanhe Liu... Shahe Liu is the gourd seller of Tianyuwei. He has nothing to do with... our Sanhe Gang!"

"It turns out it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. Why are you using Sanhe Liu's name?! You're really promising!" Leng Feng waved his hands and left, leaving a lot of chicken feathers on the ground, what, what, what, what!

Leopard Tou suddenly stood up: "Hey! Who said that our Sanhe Gang borrowed Sanhe Liu's name! You can ask Sijiucheng to find out what kind of gang our Sanhe Gang is, let alone the time of the Qing Dynasty.

, those princes, Baylor, have to be polite to us."

Seeing that Leng Feng was unmoved, Leopard Tou put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet: "Hey, don't believe it, let me tell you, now those princes, Baylor, are still begging our gang leader for food."

They are indeed thugs, but thugs have no brains. They beg their gang leader for food, which means that the Sanhe Gang may be involved in the transportation or sale of tobacco.

When the leader of the Sanhe Gang found out that his gold-medal thug had accidentally leaked the secret, he was not worried at all and comforted Leopard Tou very kindly: "Get out of here and take care of the family!"

Leopard Tou was put into a sack outside and hung on a tree. He was stabbing or beating with a long stick. Leopard Tou just shouted: "Comfortable! Happy! Beat me again! Come on!"

When the time came, the sack was loosened, and the leopard head was quickly taken out of the sack and sent for treatment. It is said that why was it put in the sack? It was because the executioner was afraid that the relationship between the executioner and the person being tortured would be very close, and he would commit fraud.

Those who were afraid of execution were worried that the person being executed would retaliate, so they did not dare to take action because no one could see anyone in the sack.
Chapter completed!
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