He hugged the black cat who brought back the bottle of medicine to his arms. Ishikawa Ueno gently reached out to stroke the smooth fur on the black cat's body, while closing his eyes slightly, like an evil ghost statue deliberately placed in the darkness, sitting quietly in the forever dark room.

The antidote retrieved from the Huozheng Gate has been sent to the Japanese doctors in Sijiu City for two days to test, but the Japanese doctors who were fiddling with various Western instruments still did not understand what the antidote was made of. Seeing that the injured people lying in the hospital were already venting more and having less air intake, Ueno Ishikawa could only choose a person who was urged to try the medicine first. Seeing that the person who was able to use the medicine immediately turned into danger, he used the medicine to give the person who could make the decision in Changqing Garden.

But after just two or three days of delay, the person in Changqing Garden who could make the decision to speak woke up, his mouth was tilted to the side. His original appearance was now a crooked gourd, and now he looked like a crooked eggplant. Anyone who saw it had to look at it more and think about it in his heart - is this person kicked a donkey or a pig arch to develop such virtue?

Before Ishikawa Ueno came to his senses from the accident that he had delayed, the black cat named Guifang next to him slowly showed a different appearance from the past. First, his fur became more and more smooth, and his hands felt like he was touching a goose-like pillow with satin face, making people feel unspeakable in their palms. But three more points of strength had to be added to the head of his hand, and when he slapped, the black cat's skeleton was soft and moved casually, which really scared Ueno Ishikawa!

After carefully looking at the claws and teeth of the black cat, Ueno Ishikawa suddenly realized that the Huozhengmen really sent the medicine to understand and put it back. However, because of his suspicion, the antidote was delayed, so the effect of the antidote was not accurate. The black cat who had been trained in his hand for many years was even more aware of it. The poison fed on the minions was washed away by the good hand of the Huozhengmen, and even used cartilage medicine to destroy the black cat's body!

From now on, this black cat can only be regarded as a thing to hold and play with?

He reached out and slowly took out a sharp knife that was only the length of a finger from his arms. Ueno Ishikawa gently cut his finger open and lowered the blood that gushed out of the wound into the mouth of the black cat. Looking at the black cat's eyes, he was filled with a sense of loving that he had never seen on weekdays. He murmured to the black cat, "Ghost House, you are such a person who is not at ease... If you are not by my side these days, will you miss me often... Please don't leave my side again in the future, right?"

As the gentle nagging sound as the spring rain, Ishikawa Ueno slowly stabbed the sharp knife into the black cat's throat. The other hand that was still bleeding heavily pressed against the black cat who was constantly struggling and wailing: "Please be patient... The children of the Ishikawa family must bear the pain that others cannot understand..."

Amid the low whine, the black cat struggling dyingly danced and scratched its four claws, leaving a bloody mark on Ishikawa Ueno's hand as dense as a spider web. But Ishikawa Ueno seemed to feel the pain when the black cat was scratched. It just whispered to the black cat in a gentle tone, as if a competent teacher was teaching his juniors.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but when Ishikawa Ueno finally stopped talking like a dream, the black cat corpse in his arms had become cold, and the blood gushing out of the knife also dyed Ishikawa Ueno’s clothes a big piece red.

Slowly putting the black cat's body on the floor, Ishikawa Ueno stood up, walked slowly to the door, and gently shouted at the figure kneeling outside the door: "Hengji. What's new about those people in Changqing Garden?"

It was obvious that he was kneeling outside the door and heard the movement of Ishikawa Ueno dealing with the black cat. There was a trembling meaning in Yokoji Ishikawa's voice: "Your Excellency, those people have returned to Changqing Garden under the supervision of our personnel after repeated examinations by the doctor. But that Mr. Mei...he insisted on leaving Peking City!"

With a frown slightly, Ishikawa Ueno whispered: "How could such a thing happen? Is he trying to leave Peking City just because he is afraid?"

Nodding heavily, Yokoji Ishikawa responded respectfully: "Hayi! He was very dissatisfied with his recovery after his injury. So he repeatedly proposed to leave Peking City and return to the south to continue treatment! No matter how the people we contacted him kept, it seemed that it would not work! You, there was news just now that Mr. Mei had already ordered someone to buy a ticket to leave Peking!"

He closed his eyes slightly. Ishikawa Ueno sighed softly: "What a delicate look, but it will break with a slight touch... Yokoji, no matter what, you can't let the arranged meeting again make mistakes!"

“Your Excellency means….”

"You can't let that Mr. Mei leave Peking City!"

"But..., yourselves, we have done our best and cannot stop Mr. Mei from leaving Peking City!"

"Like a disobedient child, if he cannot be obedient with Natto or Plum, then the bamboo sword must be used, right? Especially when Mr. Mei is worried about his safety in the city of Peking, the appropriate threat and appropriate protection may change his mind?"

"......I understand! Your Excellency, I'll go and handle it now!"

Almost as Ueno Ishikawa and Yokoji Ishikawa discussed the plan, Mr. Mei, who had a crooked face, also ordered his subordinates to pack their bags in Changqing Garden and decided to apply oil to the soles of his feet.

After counting in the government of the Republic of China, the mountains everywhere are full of peaks and the grievances and entanglements between them are like a mess, and there is no time to make it clear and understand. And among these so-called famous scholars and talents who are fighting for power and profit are like flies chasing stinky flies, bustling endlessly.

Just like the popular man next to Wang Zhaoming, Mr. Mei was a native of the Qingliu in his early years. He relied on a few words to recognize a book, so he closed his door at home to recognize famous scholars in the world. He was very stunning to lie down in Longzhong and wait for the fate of three people.

But seeing the turbulent situation in the world, the heroes from all walks of life are fighting endlessly, and they are all busy grabbing territory and seizing benefits. If you are waiting at home for someone to come to invite him, you may have to follow the old story of Jiang Ziya's seventy seals. At that time, you will be gray-haired and your teeth are blurred. Even if you are surrounded by a sea of ​​gold and silver, and you can hold power in the world, how can you enjoy it again?

After secretly thinking about the way to exchange fame for profit and becoming famous early, Mr. Mei found the right opportunity and paid out of his own pocket to publish more than a dozen articles in the newspapers, and the world is the public, knowledge and action are united, and the flattery articles are secretly flattering, and the flattery articles are broken open, breaking the door to the team of staff under Wang Zhaoming. After a few more times of speculation about the current situation, Wang Zhaoming was actually led to be the humerus figure around him, and he entrusted several major things to handle.

But this time, he went to Sijiu City to handle the matter of connecting with the Japanese, and he called the red husbands in Xianggu Courtyard to the point of being frustrated. Although he was holding a short gun and posing as a scholar holding a sword, he relied on Wang Zhaoming's name and the fierceness of the Japanese to calm the scene, Mr. Mei was already a little panicked.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, there was a fire outside Changqing Garden. He asked someone to make a conspiracy while the darkness was in the dark, and he gave his life to the four nine cities. Until now, he still has a crooked face and ambiguous character. In the past, he wrote a sword and could no longer hold on to his gentle manner. This made Mr. Mei feel even more terrified in his heart. Since ancient times, he has been cynical and rebellious, causing harm to the world. He has always relied on his mouth to urge others to die. Where can he really have the courage to hit the gun, bullets, fire, swords and mountains?!

The ancients said that the son of a thousand gold medals cannot sit in the hall. How can Mr. Mei, who claims to be a gentleman, stand under a dangerous wall?!

He wiped the saliva that was overflowing from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. Mr. Mei shouted at the subordinate who couldn't hear his words at all: "Go and ask someone. If you really can't buy a train ticket from Peking to Nanjing, then go find someone to hire a car to Tianjin and go to Shanghai by sea!"

He listened to Mr. Mei's shouting several times. The urging figure standing beside Mr. Mei probably understood Mr. Mei's shouting. He turned his head and looked at the curtain hanging down at the door of the main house in Changqing Garden. The urging figure standing beside Mr. Mei couldn't help but lower his voice and said to Mr. Mei: "Mr. Mei, do we want to... to send another telegram to the south? This is a big deal. If we just go back to the south, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain in front of Mr. Wang?"

With his eyebrows and eyes raised, he slapped his hand on the table. Mr. Mei was about to jump out of the chair, and saliva splashed in his mouth and shouted: "Brother Zhaoming, I can still have this right to be proficient! Go and ask quickly and do it quickly..."

He endured the disgusting feeling in his heart, and was suffering from Mr. Mei's saliva spraying everywhere. The urge to the urging figure was still not moving. He said patiently to Mr. Mei, who was twisting his face: "But even if we want to leave, the Japanese outside will stop him openly and secretly. Could it be...we have to break out?"
Chapter completed!