The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 723 Seeing things and missing people

The formal attire of yellow clothes, yellow trousers and characteristic round white hat are the distinctive features of the Foreign Legion and can be seen in crowded places in major scenic spots.

At present, they are under the jurisdiction of the General Staff of the Blast Furnace Authority. Unlike other countries, the work of maintaining public security in some cities in Gaul is made up of troops composed of these "overseas" people.

On the contrary, those wearing formal black clothes, blue trousers and distinctive round black hats are from the Gallic Gendarmerie, which is an internal guard-type armed force. In Li Feng's opinion, it is probably equivalent to the later W police in his hometown.

The weapons and equipment in the hands of the two are basically the same. They can be distinguished just like the Sanlian Gang and Hongmen. They can be distinguished by the clothes they wear.

This time was different from the past. Not long after the gunshots were fired, they did not wait for the incident to end and come out to clear the ground. Instead, they appeared immediately after the conflict occurred. At a speed that was contrary to common sense, they bluntly interrupted the possibility of continued exchanges of fire between the two sides.

After the third party entered the scene, he almost wore the same color clothes as the Third Company Gang, but the weapons in his hands were very different. The wood-colored gun butt was pressed against his shoulder, and the knife in the hand of the black guy opposite "ding" It fell to the ground with a clang.

As for those holding guns, not to mention continuing to aim, some stuck them in the back of others, and some wanted to run away in desperation, but were afraid that the dragon crossing the river on the other side would keep them behind.

Without the person in charge, Jianghu wouldn't have the slightest idea of ​​quarreling with the authorities. Maybe even if the second leader was still there, he wouldn't dare.

They put down their weapons one by one with a listless look, but they didn't know that the group of dragons crossing the river on the opposite side consciously inserted their pistols back into their waists in front of the gendarmes, without any fear of these Gallic gendarmes.

"Hello, we meet again~!"

When the young man wearing bottle-bottom glasses appeared, Li Feng nodded, grabbed the other person's palm, and slapped the knife in his hand.

"I think I may be unlucky. I'll run into money grabbers even when I go out to get a haircut, and I might cause trouble for you again~!"

Li Feng poked the banknote in his palm and hooked his fingers. The bald translator was already in place and gave a rough explanation of the captain's words and the causes and consequences.

After all, they were on someone else's territory, and the two sides were shaking hands. The reason why Lao Ge wanted to stretch was to wait for the official announcement from both parties before proceeding. Since Li Feng chose to stretch, he had to come up with a suitable reason.

The special agent in military uniform with eyes under the bottle nodded after listening to the description of the bald man. He looked thoughtfully at Master Zeng who was photographed on the glass with a bruised nose and face in the barber shop. The blood at the corner of his mouth made him immediately understand. After making a judgment, he looked at the three corpses on the ground, and then the knife on the ground, and calmly waved his hand forward.

The military police swarmed up, took out the handcuffs from their waists, and pressed the bad guys from the Third Company Gang against the wall one by one. After a search, they confiscated their weapons, and then took them all away like eggplants beaten by frost.

Li Feng estimated that there was a high probability that they also knew about the bad things happening in Chinatown, otherwise they would not be surprised at all. As for sending people to keep an eye on his side, he was already prepared from the moment he arrived here.

He said sincerely that if someone from outside the country came to his hometown, if Zheng Chaoyang didn't arrange for someone to watch, Li Feng would promise to stand on his head to wash his hair.

……

As the people were arrested and the others were taken away, only three solitary bodies were left on the street. The pools of red blood were very dazzling. It seemed that the military police were preparing to clean up the floor. Handed over to the gang.

When Lao Wu emerged from the alley, seeing this scene, the brothers beside him wanted to get closer, but they were all stopped by him.

"Brother Wu, Brother Wu~!"

Holding a piece of sesame seed cake in his hand, Ah Hua, who was eating it while running, popped out of nowhere. He didn't forget to stick his fingers to the dregs that fell on his clothes and stuffed them into his mouth.

When he saw the three corpses on the ground, his stomach bulged and his chin tilted up to the sky. Then he knelt down beside the sidewalk and vomited loudly.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on them?"

Lao Wu's face darkened. Looking at the filth Ah Hua had vomited, his forehead was twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan". He looked at Zeng Ada who was also taken away from the barber shop, and his heart dropped to the bottom of his heart.

"Him, them?"

"I, I saw the two of them went into the Yangtze Hotel for dinner, uh, vomit~!"

He wiped his mouth carefully, hesitated for a moment and stuffed the sesame seeds into his pocket. Ah Hua didn't even dare to look over there. Just after finishing two sentences, the lingering smell of blood in the air made him vomit it out again. .

"It's hard to get over what happened today. Xiaohu, go and send the children of Zeng's family to her mother and tell them not to come back tonight. Ah Fei will go and notify the Third Company Gang and let them collect the bodies~!"

"Others are watching here, waiting for me to inform Mr. Dong~!"

Seeing Ah Hua vomiting loudly, and since he went to eat at noon, it was hard to blame him. Lao Wu, who felt that he had done something wrong, kicked him in the butt, which was considered as punishment for being so anxious now.

Previously, he was blocked by Red Stick Ayao and didn't even enter the private room to report the matter. But now that the matter has become like this, he still has to deal with it if he needs to deal with it.

After watching Xiaohu take away the two children from the attic, he waved to A Fei, indicating that he could pass.

"Go over now~!"

"Brother Wu, I'm a little scared. Daheixiong won't kill me, right~?"

"Go if you are told to go. I'll kill you and let Ah Hua support your mother in old age. Damn it, the second in charge died and all the eggs are scattered. It's not our fault. Go quickly~!" After Ah Fei left, , Lao Wu then trotted to the Yangtze Hotel in a hurry. Guojianglong withdrew under the protection of the government's military police. The matter still had to be solved by the boss. After all, it was his Ada Zeng who caused the trouble.

After they couldn't find their rightful leader, it didn't take much to figure out that the Third Company Gang would have to rely on the death of their second boss to keep causing trouble for themselves.

……

Second floor stairwell.

The people who came to attend the meeting left one by one from the back door of the Yangtze Hotel, except for the man nicknamed "Dong Ye". At this time, his hands were holding black sticks, and he stared at Li Feng and the military police leaving without blinking.

No, to be precise, it was one eye. The eyeball of the other eye was white and blue. It was clearly a prosthetic eye. It was like the hazy haze in the eyeball of late-stage glaucoma, giving people a strange illusion.

The black staff is three feet and three minutes long (one meter per meter). Sunlight penetrates the glass. The light shines directly on the staff under the Tyndall effect. The coating on the staff head exudes a message of age. As the person holding the staff picks up the staff, the head of the staff changes. The word "dragon head" looms, and the "phoenix tail" carved on the tail of the stick. The font is vigorous and powerful, showing a mellow and simple heritage.

This staff is the leading staff of the Hongmen of Gaul. Compared with the traditional leading staff, its appearance is more in line with the characteristics of the Western civilized staff. It does not add any exaggerated decorations and is very restrained.

The stick holder is the authority of the gang. In the outside world, there are various titles, such as the boss, the talker, and the gang leader, but in the Iron Tower, the Red Sect disciples prefer to call him the leader.

Mr. Dong looked haggard, in his sixties, but he was full of energy. When he was going down the stairs, Manager Hu wanted to help him, but his arm was thrown away.

Manager Hu, who was stunned on the spot, watched A Yao and Han Bao'er follow behind him. After they went downstairs, he returned to the kitchen.

"Are you still crying?"

Seeing Manager Hu coming in person, Jasmine, who was squatting next to her to comfort her, quickly stood up and put her handbag on the table.

Lan Xiang, who had been slapped on the face, now had her right cheek swollen into a loaf of bread. The marks on it were as clear as chisels and axes. There was a faint smell of safflower oil. When she saw Manager Hu coming to see her, there was still something in the corner of her eyes. The eldest girl with tears remaining stood up quickly.

"Stop crying, is he dead?"

After rubbing Lanxiang's head and looking at two one-dollar bills in her hand, Manager Hu said with a smile.

"Ah~?"

"Ah~?"

The two girls' eyes widened for a moment and they looked at their manager, subconsciously avoiding that person's name because he was the second in charge of the Sanlian Gang.

"This slap has cost him his life, so it's considered a profit. The young man who tipped you must have heard the gunshots outside just now~!"

Manager Hu could see clearly from upstairs, especially since there was the oil paper used to package the roast duck from the Yangtze Restaurant on the ground. This must be the right person.

"he?"

Thinking of the generous "young master" just now, Jasmine looked at Sister Lanxiang's cheeks and never imagined that the young man who couldn't get used to General Tso's chicken and disliked persimmon scrambled eggs would actually kill him after he went out. Feng Wanshan.

Lan Xiang never expected that the two of them were wearing Western-style clothes, especially the younger ones, who looked like international students. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be the king of hell who was seeking his life.

The swollen cheeks, and the painful burning sensation just now are either due to the medicine or because of the news. Now they are cool, as if ice cubes have been applied, and the pain is gone.

Looking at the knife that Jasmine had given to her, Lan Xiang suddenly felt as if she was holding a red-hot coal and hurriedly wanted to return it to Jasmine. The two of them pushed it back and forth, which made Manager Hu laugh.

"You two, stop pushing. I've already left with the military police as if nothing happened~!"

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go and see together~!"

On the street, the Hongmen disciples of the Yangtze Hotel, led by Mr. Dong, the general manager, walked step by step to the scene of the crime.

The neighborhood shopkeepers who were watching saw this posture and skillfully closed and locked the doors. Unfortunately, there were no rolling shutter doors in this era, otherwise, they might have heard a neat "clatter" sound.

Dong Ye, who was leaning on a dragon-headed staff with steady steps and strong waist, met Lao Wu who was running over to report the news.

After listening to Lao Wu's description, Mr. Dong still didn't speak. He slowly walked to the side of the three corpses, but he didn't mean to look at any of them.

Instructing Lao Wu to pick up the cigarette butts left on the ground after the young man finished smoking, Mr. Dong held them in his hand and looked at the two bright red characters on the cigarette butts.

"Zhonghua~!"

(End of this chapter)