Just like Mr. Duan called someone to scold him as a third grandson, Dai, who sat behind the desk with a gloomy face, threw a few pieces of letters into the small brazier beside him, and coldly shouted to Lao Xu, the doorman who was standing in front of the desk with his hands hanging down, "What else do you have to say except these things on the surface?"

Just like a clay sculpture with all kinds of emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, the doorman, Old Xu, responded to Dai in a calm voice: "There is also a message from the boss in Nanjing - he has been working hard for many years to allow you to make meritorious contributions! If there is a little difference, he will definitely be severely punished!"

Listening to the voice of the doorman Lao Xu, staring at the letter in the small brazier and burning it into paper ashes, Dai Ye slowly breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and held his very hot forehead...

Although the 70% of the people in the city of Peking were mobilized to put the scenes of Jushu, Liuguo Hotel, and even the scenes of the birds paying phoenixes to the phoenixes behind the Half Moon Tower were under surveillance, the ending was a mess behind the Half Moon Tower. There was a big chaos behind the Half Moon Tower. The figures of the Gay Society wrapped in the 49th City players made the crowd run around and they couldn't help but bump into them. Seeing Xie Gate God burst into pieces with great power, the two short and strong men who seemed to be Japanese, but they could no longer find the scenes of Jushu and Wang Zhaoming's contact in the Half Moon Tower, which was a waste of effort.

When the characters staring at the scene outside the Jushu Society saw the chaos in the backyard of Jushu Society, they were really energetic and waited to open the jushu Society kiln and take down the person they were about to catch. But after a while, the Jushu Society calmed down again. The strong guy in Jushu Society No. 20 showed off his short guns and fire at the waist without any hesitation, protecting several masters who had big hats covering their faces and headed straight to the city gate. After walking two streets with the good guys in the past, he turned back - the play of luring the tiger away from the mountain, it would be fine to coax an outsider to make a stick. Who can't see the way here?

In the Six Kingdoms Hotel, I don’t know which unethical Mao Shen instigated the two groups of people from Jushu and the Gay Society to fight together. The two groups of people with the hard fire in the smoke filled the smoke and all took ruthless action. Both sides also suffered a lot of casualties, but as they fought, they all realized something was wrong - why were both groups of people standing on the defensive front? None of them had the energy to attack?

A mess came to this point. Whether it was the gay club or the chrysanthemum club, they all understood that someone was trapped in this situation. They tried to stop the fire from being refuted. They took advantage of the yelling of the patrol officers on the street, and they both withdrew from the Six Kingdoms Hotel with their own lives and their wounded...

I worked hard inside and outside for a while. I also turned seven or eight of the good guys who could attack and fight under my command. At the end, I didn't want to do anything I wanted to do, but I didn't expect that the plank road that Jushu fought was openly built and crossed Chen Cang secretly. Another expert saw through it. Liu Liuer cleaned up the characters who were in the Jushuhu, and asked the man in Sijiu City to have a good joke!

He raised his head tiredly, and Master Dai looked at Lao Xu, the doorman standing in front of the desk. He asked Lao Xu almost weakly: "Where are the people under Wang Zhaoming now?"

A note two fingers wide from the sleeve was taken out, and the doorman Lao Xu gently placed the note on the desk: "The man named Mei was frightened outside the city first, and was frightened by the scene in the Six Kingdoms Hotel. At this moment, he looked crazy. He was afraid that he would not be able to serve Wang Zhaoming anymore after returning to the south. Those other people, who had already taken the man named Mei on the train back to the south this morning, but... it seemed that two people were missing?"

His eyes suddenly opened, and Mr. Dai looked at the doorman Lao Xu with some confusion, and shouted in a deep voice: "Old Xu, you are also an old man in the gay community. Should you know the rules of this industry? In our industry, you can never have any words like this, maybe, roughly the same kind of words!"

He lowered his head quietly, and the doorman Lao Xu answered to Mr. Dai, "Based on the number of people, the people in the city of Wang Zhaoming, whether it is light or dark, have all boarded the train back to the south. This is definitely not wrong! But two of them have always covered their faces with big scarves, holding them as if they were sick and sick. They really dare not determine the identity of those two! But if they say that those two are just fake substitutes, and I am still staying in the Sijiu City... First, our people have not yet been able to prove it. Second, we really can't find out the reason why they are still in Peking!"

He frowned tightly, and Mr. Dai pondered for a moment, but asked the doorman Lao Xu again: "What about the jujube club movement?"

He shook his head slowly, and the doorman Lao Xu whispered: "It's also a bit strange! After leaving that fool, the sign of closure inventory was hung in front of the door of the Kikushe as we expected. He found someone to ask the Japanese doctors who came to the Kikushe to heal Ishikawa Ueno, and he only asked that Ishikawa Ueno was seriously injured. He was drowsy and bedridden. At present, the guys in the Kikushe didn't go out at all. The daily food and drink cost was called to run errands on the street to urge them to buy vegetables and deliver them to the small corner gate of the backyard. As for the secret stakes arranged by the Kikushe in Beijing that had already revealed their faces, they have left the city one after another in the past few days. They have sent people to see them secretly, and they have indeed left in a hurry. Many of the goods and money in the shops have not been collected!"

He reached out and gently pinched the swelling temple, and Mr. Dai closed his eyes again. After a while, he whispered to himself: "In this regard, this meeting between Jushu and Wang Zhaoming in the city of Peking is also an unsuccessful thing? But who can this master who has seen through Jushu's tricks and disturbed our gay society's sight?"

As if it was a reminder, and as if he was talking to himself like Master Dai, the doorman Lao Xu whispered in a low voice like a murmur: "Can it be... the Communist Party?"

Before he opened his eyes at all, Dai Ye said without moving his eyebrows: "This is impossible! The Communist Party's figures in the city of Peking have been cleaned up by us. Even the people they sent to the city of Peking were robbed and killed by other members of our comrades on the way! In such a short time, the Communist Party's strength in the city of Peking will never be restored. Even if they want to do some tricks in this matter, they are still willing but not capable..."

"But if the Communist Party seeks help from others, this matter is not impossible. The Communist Party has always been good at using small profits to buy people's hearts and bewitching the people with slandering words. The gangsters and foolish women in the city of Peking also have precedents for the use of Communists!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the doorman Lao Xu for a long time, then slowly stood up from behind the desk, walked to the door with his hands behind his back, and narrowed his eyes and looked at the already dim sky.

It was already autumn, and it was a refreshing weather. A few clouds in the sky were dotted, and the sun was about to set, shining from afar, reflecting some dark gold and rose red colors, which could be recorded in the painting. I don’t know whose domestic douch was hovering far away, circling in the air with a pigeon whistle, slowly falling towards the low place, which seemed to be returning to the nest to rest. I’m going to have a moment of lights in the city again?

I don’t know if it was because I was immersed in the mid-air view or the thoughts in my heart, Dai Ye stood at the door with a bowl of tea, and then he took a deep breath slowly, closed his eyes slightly, held it in a while, and then he squirted out the turbid air in his chest, and turned to the doorman Lao Xu, who had never moved, and said, “Is there any news about the person staring at the Huozhengmen?”

Buxu turned around quickly, and the concierge Lao Xu responded in a harmonious voice: "I have never seen anything unusual. Most of the people who come and go to Huozhengmen are residents of the four nine cities and familiar customers on the scene. Look at it as a sect who relies on skills to make a living. If you want to find a slightly eye-catching person in it, it must be Xiang Youbao, the big disciple in Huozhengmen!"

"You have the leopard in your eyes? Have you found out the origin?"

"I heard that it was the apprentice taken by the old man who broke through the pass outside the pass in the Huozhengmen. After Yicheng, he returned to the city of Peking. It was only a year after he was young. He asked him to give advice and rebuilt the Huozhengmen hall himself! Although after experiencing a fire disaster, the vitality in the Huozhengmen was severely damaged, after all, he was slowly recovering, and the hard work of Xiang Youbao is indispensable. This person... is not old, but he is good at dancing and has some friendship with all the people in the city of Peking. Even that Master Duan has had a lot of dealings with Xiang Youbao in open and secret!"

"This person looks like a leopard... Is he really a capable person?"

"Ye Dai, the Communist Party has always liked to make relationships with such people. What's more, Huozhengmen and Jushu have long had a deep hatred. As long as the remaining Communist characters in the city of Peking are guided, there is no need to worry about Huozhengmen not serving him..."

"Speaking of this, the Xie Gate God in Huozheng Gate killed two people sent by Jushu in public after half a month's tower? When it comes to the ability to kill people, Xie Gate God is not a great person. But his skill in taming birds and beasts is indeed unique!"

"Ye Dai, what you mean is..."

"Isn't the mountain the only one, I'll go to the mountain! Since there are such capable people in the city of Peking, why should I leave it to the Communist Party to make friends and use it? Prepare a post and I'll go to Huozhengmen in person tomorrow and meet that person who is looking for you!"

"If Xiang Youbao can use it for me, it will naturally be a good thing! But if it is..."

"The words Cao Aman from the Three Kingdoms period make some sense!"

"Mr. Dai said... would rather teach me to let the world down than let the world down?!"

He sneered, and Dai Ye walked slowly towards the desk: "Old Xu, go and prepare the post!"
Chapter completed!