The juicy man, who was holding the southern pistol in his arms, wrapped the two men who were so slapped and drunk, and crawled into a huddled alley near Yanlailou.&1t;/p>

It also has to be said that drinking can make cowards brave, and it also makes money move people's hearts. As soon as he saw the ocean where the manager of the Kikusho was carrying a bag, the two strong men suddenly had a sharp eye. In front of Zuosuke Katsumasa, he split the ocean that he could ignorant and put it in his arms. He held up a large piece of cotton robe, looking like two big-bellied women in Rokka.&1t;/p>

Perhaps seeing Zuosuke Katsumasato is ready to pay, the two strong men are not vague. They are still holding a broken elbow stick in their hands and biting it. They are already walking outside the Matsumasato, and they just said that they are immediately taking Zuosuke Katsumasato and others to find the place where the person who stole the dove of Kikusawa.&1t;/p>

It seemed like a scene where the situation was decided, Zuosuke Katsumasa did not follow him personally, but just asked the manager of the Kikusou Club to bring more people and follow these two strong men to get the stolen night pigeons. He also had to find out what the character who stole the pigeons was. However, he walked around and returned to the Kikusou Club to wait for the good news.&1t;/p>

It was probably because of the poor eating of Haisai that it had damaged the stomach and the yellow wine was even more intense. The old north wind in the alley was so strong that the two strong men had not walked out of the alley half a mile, but they had already spitted three times while holding the wall.&1t;/p>

Pinching his nose with some disgust, the manager of Jushu took a few steps back and stared at the two strong men who were constantly vomiting while holding the wall. He couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Bastard! If it weren't for the shopkeeper's permission..."&1t;/p>

As if he heard the ruthless whisper of the manager of Jushu, a Jushu man holding a southern pistol in his arms immediately came over and whispered in a low voice: "Your Excellency, when we find the guy who steals pigeons, these two people will be useless! By that time... they are drunk and there are only two people, so we don't have to use firearms at all?"&1t;/p>

Turning his head and looking at the dagger in the slightly open collar of the chrysanthemum clerk who was approaching by his side, the chrysanthemum manager said in a low voice: "If this is the case, the shopkeeper will not allow it, right?"&1t;/p>

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the chrysanthemum clerk who showed his dagger said viciously in Japanese: "Even if the person who steals the pigeons is found, the shopkeeper's final choice of handling will be to execute these two guys, right? If that's the case, we can deal with these two dirty guys first. Of course, this must be done after we get the pigeons back and determine what the people who steal pigeons are from!"&1t;/p>

Sneering without comment, the manager of Jushe turned his head and looked at the empty alley: "The shopkeeper did not have a clear order on how to deal with these two guys! If these two guys try to escape or warn those who steal pigeons, then it is a last resort to execution!"&1t;/p>

Nodded in understanding, and then winked at the other chrysanthemum club men. The chrysanthemum club men who held their hands in their arms took a few steps to the side, staring at the two chrysanthemum men who were vomiting constantly, just looking at the two dead people's eyes!&1t;/p>

It seemed that I didn't know that I was about to die. The two strong men vomited for a while, then they panted and straightened their waists, sprayed the sour and sniffed in their mouths and shouted to the manager of the Jushu Society: "This is a fucking... but I'm so sorry! I can't eat such a good meal for three years, and I walked back and forth in my stomach. After all, I still came to the cheap and happy place. It can be seen that I have no luck in my life!"&1t;/p>

After twisting his head, the manager of Jushu didn't even look at the two strong men. He twisted his voice and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go after vomiting! If you continue to rub like this, I'm afraid the sky will be dark!"&1t;/p>

Hehe, with a strange smile, the two strong men shouted in unison: "Okay, you give me money, you are the master! Let's go..."&1t;/p>

Speaking this, the two strong men seemed to wake up after vomiting, and walked straight along the alley in a crooked manner. In front of the two strong men, several chrysanthemum club men followed closely. Further away, several strong men on bicycles were always surrounded by this group of people, like a big net, wrapping the two strong men who were walking in a crooked manner, which really looked like a person was unable to fly.&1t;/p>

If you want to talk about the Dadao Mingjie in Sijiu City, it is naturally clear in line with the south and north. However, when it comes to the alleys in Sijiu City, it is better than the eight-forming map of Zhuge Wuhou who trapped thousands of soldiers and horses.&1t;/p>

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Ordinary passers-by only had to walk two or three miles away as soon as they entered the alley in Sijiu City. They felt that they could not tell the difference between the east, south and north. Even if the natives in Sijiu City went to some unfamiliar lands to search for old friends, they had to poke the mouth of the alley and take a closer look for it for a long time before they could twist their beards and figure it out--the eight alleys looked like, but the entrance of the alley where old friends lived was nailed with a peach talisman under the eaves of the house. I guess it would be fine...&1t;/p>

After following the two staggered men walking around several alleys, the jushe manager was already a little dizzy and unable to tell anything. However, the two jushe men seemed to have woken up and were drunk at this moment, and the jushe guys who were unknowingly accelerated a lot, which caused the jushe guys who were around them to speed up their pace. The jushe guys riding bicycles in the distance had to step up a few times from time to time to maintain their situation.&1t;/p>

Seeing the two strong men plunged into another alley, the manager of Jushu, who had already seen a little white-haired sweat, glanced at the Japanese Rendan advertisement posted at the entrance of the alley, and shouted at the two strong men: "Stop it! This alley can only turn to the right. You have turned to the right several times in a row. Isn't this taking us around in circles? What do you want to do?!"&1t;/p>

Looking at each other, the two strong men looked back at the juicy managers with fierce eyes, and then looked at the juicy men who seemed to have reached into their arms and grabbed the juicy family. The strong men with a beard immediately laughed and shouted: "Hey, I really haven't seen this. Are you still a geography ghost in Yisijiu? Okay, since you have seen it, then we brothers can save some effort to polish the soles of your shoes with you! Master, look there!"&1t;/p>

Involuntarily, the manager of Jushu and several friends looked in the direction pointed by the two strong men, but suddenly saw a large clay pot with broken bricks under an old elm tree next to the entrance of the alley and asked someone to raise it high with broken bricks. A few pieces of dry firewood stuffed under the clay pot was burning with the wind, burning a can of dirty water in the clay pot, making the flowers rolling and the smell filled.&1t;/p>

On the clay pot, a small cage made of broken wooden boards was hanged on the tree branch with a thin hemp rope, and it was hung above the clay pot. It was probably because the thin hemp rope had been soaked with foreign oil, and a small flame with black smoke was burning along the hemp rope, and it was obvious that the hemp rope could be burned off!&1t;/p>

Hehe, he laughed strangely, and the two strong men slowly walked backwards into the alley, but shouted, "My men, you really have to figure it out! Are you planning to take care of our brothers or save your baby night pigeon? I said, "My men, you really have to make a decision quickly. The hemp rope is not burned and you will break your words! If the hemp rope is broken and the cage falls into the boiling water, you can only make do with a can of pigeon soup and go back to replenish it. Hey..."&1t;/p>

He suddenly pulled out the southern pistol in his arms, and several Chrysanthemum club members pointed their guns at the two strong men. One of the Chrysanthemum club members even shouted: "Damn it! Do you dare to tease us, do you want to die?"&1t;/p>

As soon as he saw the pistols pointing at him, the two strong men suddenly opened their throats and shouted: "I'm killing someone... I'm killing someone in the street! All the old and young men in the Sijiu city come out to see... I'm killing someone in the street... I'm killing someone..."&1t;/p>

Accompanied by the two strong men's screams like a gong, in just a moment, in the empty alley, more than ten strong men came out like magic, all of whom opened their voices and shouted far away: "It's really a murder..."&1t;/p>

"I understand that it's the guy in the chrysanthemum club who killed people with a hard fire!"&1t;/p>

"It's a black shop to kill people! The goods in the chrysanthemum club are so cheap, and they are all robberies obtained by killing and robbing goods for a long time. It's a serious business!"&1t;/p>

Before those chrysanthemum club men came to their senses, more than ten balls of large white ash wrapped in straw paper flew out from the roofs of several low houses at the entrance of the alley, and smashed them to the chrysanthemum club men men holding southern pistols. A few packs of large white ash seemed to be useless, including Yanshi. They spread out in the air against the old north wind, and immediately rendered the entrance of the alley into a vast white area!&1t;/p>

He dodged in panic and smashed his straw paper bag, and had to be wary of the large white ash coming into his eyes. When the bitter old north wind blew away the large white ash, the two strong men who had poked at the entrance of the alley, and the strong men who were shouting randomly from afar, were gone. The thin hemp rope that hung the bird cage on the tree branch had burned black and changed color, and he could not hold the ragged bird cage when he saw it!&1t;/p>

Just like a vicious dog rushing to the stinky broken clay pot, the juicy manager rushed towards the stenched broken clay pot, and raised his foot and wanted to kick the clay pot to the ground. But before he could lift his foot, the hemp rope tied to the bird cage had been burned into two pieces, and the bird cage made of broken wooden boards fell straight into the clay pot.&1t;/p>

Extending his hands, the manager of Jushu staggered. Finally, he grabbed the bird cage before it fell into the cage, but his body could not stop the momentum of pounceing forward and hit the broken cage...&1t;/p>

The smoke and fire were foggy, and the chrysanthemum manager lying on the ground holding his bird cage with his hands high, was burned and burned. The screams were gone, and they were all screaming in Japanese: "Ba Geya Deer.................." (To be continued)&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!