The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Outside the association.

The disciples who gathered here again were standing at the door horizontally and vertically as before, waiting for the call of fate.

Different from Vice President Yuan, there are no living or dead brothers of A Yao here, they are all the other vice presidents. The space at the entrance of the general altar is limited, so his brothers have to be arranged in Siwa Park not far away.

The disciples waiting outside the door did not expect that the person who came out this time was Mr. Dong's personal bodyguard and chief supervisor A Yao.

Because he didn't belong to the same department, everyone didn't pay much attention. They stared at the dark door again, gearing up.

"Old ghost, borrow a few people~!"

After leaving the house, Ayao did not rush directly to Siwa Park. Instead, he went to the edge of the square, found a straw sandal, and walked over without politeness.

"Brother Yao, let alone borrowing a few, it's no problem if you borrow them all. Wherever you go, I'm impatient~!"

Ah Gui does live up to his name, with a sneaky look, triangular eyes and a goatee, he looks more like a profiteer.

Facing Mr. Dong's "personal bodyguards", the old ghost must give face to them. They are just a few people. They don't matter to the overall situation, so they are polite with a smile on their faces.

"You will know when you come out from the sitting hall~!"

A Yao glanced at A Gui, and then started looking behind him. When A Gui's disciples heard that Brother Yao had ordered someone, they all looked at them with hopeful eyes. Even if Hongmen became an association, the chief supervisor would be worse than The membership must be high and the work done well, who says you can't be the top horse.

A Gui was by his side. After listening to A Yao's words, his eyes immediately started to chatter and he turned to the door, paying attention to when his boss would come out. He also paid attention with his peripheral vision, fearing that A Yao would put him in the best position. The winning horse is chosen to go.

However, Ah Yao directly skipped the front and walked towards the back of the queue. Ah Gui was engaged in hotel parking business all day long, and he had several tall mixed-race people under his command.

Relying on the deception of these blond and white-skinned appearance, not to mention, business is not bad, foreigners really do this, if they are our own people with yellow skin, they will not worry, just with this face, even at the age of thirteen They can all have a foothold outside the region.

"You~!"

"You, and you~!"

"You guys, follow me~!"

Some of the people whose names were called looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Brother Yao didn't call the people in front of him, but instead called the parking boys.

"Go, you stupid young people are lucky. Work hard with your Brother Yao. If you run into trouble in the future, you can still ask him for help. Go quickly~!"

If the boss doesn't say anything, the younger brother can't leave. Although A Yao ordered one more, these parking guys are of little use, and A Gui doesn't care. After they get familiar with each other, if something happens to the parking in the future, they will bump into each other. If you are entangled, you can still find a big boss to hug you.

Ayao asked casually as he watched several mixed-race people, who were also talented people, leading them towards the park.

"Which of you speaks Gallic?"

When asked, they remained silent. Although they looked fair-skinned, some of them were picked up from outside a few years ago, and some were left by their father who picked up his pants. They grew up in Hongmen and all they speak Cantonese. None of them knew Gallic.

"When you park your car, don't you communicate with foreigners?"

After watching a few people hesitating for a long time without saying a word, Ayao stopped and looked at them with a black question mark on his face.

“I know a little bit, I just ask the guests if they want to park and how much it will cost~!”

One of them hesitated for a long time and opened his mouth first. The other five also nodded. It seemed that they all only knew these few words.

"Okay, I'll put on the Gaul police uniform later. We'll be responsible for sweeping Orchid Street. You pretend to be SIR. When I go in, Madam Turtle will see you and say these words directly. I'll be the translator~!"

A Yao's words stunned several people. They all looked at Brother Yao with stunned expressions, and the flesh on their cheeks trembled.

Begging for food on the streets is what I fear most from the bottom of my heart, SIR. They don’t have a driver’s license. Now Brother Yao wants them to wear Gallic police uniforms and pretend to be SIR. Is this a mouse pretending to be a cat~!

"Yao, Brother Yao, we don't know how to do this...!"

Several other people also nodded. If they were caught on the spot and Li Kui met Li Gui, let alone begging for food, the gang would probably beat them out of their dinner.

"The Thirteenth District is cleaning up the house. They won't care about us tonight. Just speak the Gallic dialect you know. Who can understand those old madams? Don't worry. After disbanding the lady, you can also be in love with each other. ~!"

Ayao played with the dagger in his hand, and the shiny dagger danced nimbly on his fingertips. Several fake "foreigners" looked at each other, took a deep breath, and asked eagerly.

"Are they ours?"

"What are you thinking about? You have to make an appointment on your own. You can't force it. I despise anyone who forces a woman the most in my life~!" He glanced at the six of them. They looked at the daggers with cold light and hurriedly covered their trouser pockets. He smiled and waved his hands repeatedly.

It's okay, anyway, after Orchid Street is cleared, buses can be turned into private cars. A few people might be able to trick one by relying on their appearance.

"Leave the hands-on work to others. When you go in, follow the attitude of SIR during the inspection. Keep a straight face, talk less, and speak the Gallic language you can speak. Do you understand?"

"OK~!"

In the park, young people who were accustomed to using daggers like A Yao saw their boss coming. They stood up one by one and gathered together. There were about thirty or forty people in total.

Although there were not many of them, they were all good at using daggers. At close range, few could escape. They could be called Hongmen's assassin squad.

"Ale, take out all the clothes you brought and put them on for them~!"

After saying that, Ayao also took off his jacket and pants, threw them into the car in the park parking lot, and changed after him.

There are not many clothes. These were originally intended to be used as a surprise force when we destroyed the Third Company Gang's headquarters tonight. I didn't expect that they would come in handy at this time. The bad boys of the Third Company Gang and Austerlitz The gangster police at the train station are all connected, and they generally don't take too much precaution against SIR appearing in the 13th District.

Needless to say, although a few people looked timid at first, and although their clothes were a bit ill-fitting, loose and tight, the black leather boots and helmets really looked like they were there.

Ayao and the others also changed. There were about ten people, and they looked a bit like the SIR team in Gaul.

"Ale, take some people to keep an eye on the alleys of Youlan Street. If someone jumps out of the window, if you see one, they will do it to you, life or death~!"

"Yes~!"

"Others, when we bring them out, you can load them directly into the car, take them to the garbage station on the street, lock them all in, and come back to pick them up~!"

After the explanation, several cars drove towards Youlan Street to the east one after another. There was also a dark blue cylinder sucked on the roof. Because it was a fake, it couldn't flash its lights. It looked like The Inspector's personal vehicle.

Orchid Street on the south bank of the Rhine River.

Even in the middle of the night, there are still drunkards coming out of the rooms on the street. The rotating light at the door of the "hair salon" keeps rotating after being powered on. The red, blue and white flower columns symbolize the flag of Gaul. I'm afraid that my hometown Many people don’t know that the origin of this thing is from Gaul.

The slightly ambiguous purple and pink lights in street shops and hotels make drunkards on the road and passengers getting off at the train station linger.

The madam, with layers of make-up on her face, a pungent perfume on her body, and an exaggerated hairstyle that could be used as a chicken coop, would drag men towards her from time to time from the direction of the train station.

"Biu attains Buddha, that's enough, hey, hey~!"

The man who was pulled over had a red face and a very resistant look on his face. He looked taller and stronger than the heavily made-up madam, but he was able to be pulled over by her from the exit of the train station. He was several hundred meters taller. , do you think it’s strange?

What do the madams know? They don’t even need to say much. Just by looking at their ghostly appearance, they know what kind of business they are doing. Sometimes, they can even clap their hands, stamp their feet and scold them on the side of the road for hours because they are trying to steal customers.

As A Yao's car slowly drove to the south of Youlan Street, the tourist who just now looked like Chu Ge had a look of fear on his face. Although he didn't flash his car lights, he immediately broke away from the madam's arm without looking back. He ran towards the bridge.

As the vehicle stopped at the door of the first store, the Gallic "policemen" wearing SIR uniforms got out of the car. The locals and foreigners were running faster than rabbits. It seemed that there was no suspicion at all. , as if it were true.

“Bonjour Monsieur, Besoin d’un parking?” (Hello sir, do you need parking?)

The tall foreigners, SIR, rushed into the store like hungry tigers rushing for food. They pointed the batons in their hands at the bar and shouted at the turtle lady inside with a straight face.

"Don't move, squat down, police, check...!"

Ayao, who was following behind and acting as a translator, held the helmet on his head with one hand and took out the handcuffs from his waist with the other hand...

"I, we gave money~!"

The people in the store couldn't understand the Gallic dialect, but "luckily" someone was acting as an interpreter. Looking at the tall foreigners in front of him, Sir, the madam winked and took out another wad of banknotes from the drawer. Prepare to pass it over to show your respect.

"Voici les clés de votre voiture. Amusez-vous~!" (Here are your car keys, wish you a nice day~!)

"I received a report that there are underage people here participating in **. Squat down against the wall and be honest~!"

The Madam's outstretched wrist was twisted by A Yao, and he turned his back involuntarily, and the bright handcuffs were immediately put on him.

"Oh, who has no conscience to do such a thing? Misunderstanding, misunderstanding...dong~~!"

Seeing these ferocious foreigners, SIR would knock their heads against the wall whenever they disagreed, and he immediately calmed down, holding his head in his hands with an angry look on his face.

I gritted my teeth and guessed who reported it to me. Well, well, well, we have done this, right? Then everyone will stop working... (End of this chapter)