Holding the black cat that was brought back to the bottle of medicine in his arms, Ishikawa Ueno gently reached out to stroke the smooth fur on the black cat's body, while closing his eyes slightly, like a statue of an evil ghost deliberately placed in the darkness, sitting quietly in the room that was always dark.&1t;/p>

The antidote retrieved from the Huozheng Gate has been sent to the Japanese doctors in Sijiu City for two days, 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, Ishikawa Ueno 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 was able to use the medicine to learn about the medicine for the person who could speak in Changqing Garden.&1t;/p>

But after just one trip, it took two or three days to delay. Although the person who could speak in Changqing Garden was awake, his mouth was tilted to the side. His face was originally a dog-like look, but now he has become a crooked gourd and twisted eggplant. Anyone who sees it has to look at it a few more times and thinks in his heart that this person must be called a donkey or a pig arch to develop such virtue?&1t;/p>

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, which made 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 Ishikawa Ueno!&1t;/p>

After carefully looking at the claws and teeth of the black cat, Ishikawa Ueno immediately knew 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 even asked Huozhengmen to wash away the poison fed on the minions, and also used cartilage medicine to destroy the black cat's body!&1t;/p>

From now on, this black cat can only be regarded as a thing to hold and play with?&1t;/p>

He reached out his hand and slowly took out a sharp knife that was only the length of his fingers from his arms. Ueno Ishikawa gently cut his fingers and lowered the blood that gushed out of the wound into the mouth of the black cat. Seeing that the black cat's eyes were full of a sense of kindness 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?"&1t;/p>

As the soft 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..."&1t;/p>

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, but he just whispered to the black cat in a gentle tone, as if a competent teacher was teaching his juniors.&1t;/p>

I don't know how long it has passed, but when Ishikawa Ueno finally stopped talking like a dream, the black cat's body in his arms had become cold, and the blood gushing out from the blade dyed Ishikawa Ueno's clothes a big piece red.&1t;/p>

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 in those people in Changqing Garden?"&1t;/p>

It was obvious that he was kneeling outside the door and heard the movement of Ishikawa Ueno dealing with the black cat. Ishikawa Yokoji's voice obviously had a trembling meaning: "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!"&1t;/p>

With a frown slightly, Ishikawa Ueno whispered: "How could such a thing happen? He wants to leave Peking City because he is just afraid?"&1t;/p>

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 ordered someone to buy a ticket to leave Peking!"&1t;/p>

Closed his eyes slightly, Ishikawa Ueno sighed softly: "What a delicate look, but it will be broken with a touch... Yokoji, no matter what, you can't let the arranged meeting again make mistakes!"&1t;/p>

"Your Excellency means..."&1t;/p>

"You can't let that Mr. Mei leave Peking City!"&1t;/p>

"But..., yourselves, we have done our best and cannot stop Mr. Mei from leaving Peking City!"&1t;/p>

"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, appropriate threats and appropriate protection may change his mind?"&1t;/p>

"......I understand! Your Excellency, I'll go and handle it now!"&1t;/p>

Almost while Ishikawa Ueno and Ishikawa Yokoji 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 their feet.&1t;/p>

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 one who can clearly tell them or understand them. And among these so-called famous scholars and talents who are fighting for power and profit are like flies chasing stinky flies, bustling endlessly.&1t;/p>

Just like this popular man, Mr. Mei, who was around Wang Zhaoming, was considered a person from the clear stream 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 three visits.&1t;/p>

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 winning 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, Bai Cangcang and his eyes are blurred. Even if he is beside the sea of ​​gold and silver, the world's authority is in the hands of the world, how can he enjoy it again?&1t;/p>

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 the stepping stone, and they smashed the door to the team of staff under Wang Zhaoming. After a few more times of speculation about the current situation, the analysis of the clouds and mountains was actually led by Wang Zhaoming as the humeral figure around him, and he entrusted several major things to handle.&1t;/p>

But this time I went to Sijiu City to handle the matter of connecting with the Japanese, and then I 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.&1t;/p>

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 had a crooked face and ambiguous words. He used to write and swords, and could no longer hold on to his gentle manners. 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 a gun, bullets, fire, swords, and mountain?!&1t;/p>

The ancients said that the son of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall. How can Mr. Mei, who claims to be a gentleman, stand under a dangerous wall?!&1t;/p>

Taking a handkerchief and rubbing the saliva that was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Mr. Mei shouted at the subordinate who couldn't hear him clearly, "Go and ask someone again. 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!"&1t;/p>

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?"&1t;/p>

With his eyebrows and eyes raised, he reached out to slap 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..."&1t;/p>

Holding the disgusting feeling in my heart, she was suffering from the saliva that Mr. Mei was spraying everywhere, but the urge to the urge to remain silent. She said patiently to Mr. Mei, who was twisting her 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?"&1t;/p>

"I see those Japanese dare to stop me, Mei, traveling? To achieve this, maybe Mei needs to stay in the city of Peiping, run around and take some trouble. But if you want to give up this matter, you only need to wave your pen in Mei's hand and a hundred-word manifesto to turn your hands into clouds and rain! If those Japanese dare to stop Mei from returning to the south again... I can't say that, Mei can only be sorry to Brother Zhaoming!" (To be continued)&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!