Infinite Movie World

Chapter 21 Submit a trial task? 【Request a ticket】

The goal of this trial mission is "Huang Feihong's Fan"!
The room that suffered the worst fire in Baozhilin was the room where Huang Feihong was!

If the fan full of "unequal treaties" is burned, then Xufeng's trial mission will fail!

He will be trapped in the plot of "Once Upon a Time: Top Gun" until the end of the plot, and then disappear with all the characters!
Xufeng threw down the towel and hurried into Huang Feihong's room.

At this time, there was no light in the room, and choking smoke was everywhere.

Xufeng covered her mouth and nose, and walked over in the dark according to the location of the desk in her memory.

I stumbled and tripped several times along the way, and finally found the desk.

After groping around on the desk, I finally found the fan.

"Afeng, what are you doing in my room?"

Outside, Huang Feihong held up a kerosene lamp and asked strangely.

"Master, I'm looking for your fan."

Xufeng came out quickly by the kerosene lamp, with an extra folding fan in his hand.

Huang Feihong recognized at a glance that this was the "Unequal Treaty" fan given to him by Liu Yongfu, the former admiral of the navy. He usually put it on his desk and opened it every day to warn himself to bear more for the people. Responsibility.

But now, his Baozhi Forest was actually burned down by Tang gangsters.

He sighed, took the fan from Xufeng's hand, and slowly unfolded it.

Part of the fan surface has been turned into soot, and the wooden fan bones are also incomplete, but it can barely maintain it.

Xufeng quickly activated the spirit vision silently and asked: Is the task item valid?

A line of light curtains immediately condensed and formed in front of him: the integrity is more than 50%, effective.

Only then did Xufeng secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Huang Feihong looked at the broken folding fan, then at Xufeng who was covered in soot, and asked suspiciously, "You rushed in because of this folding fan?"

Xufeng nodded.

Huang Feihong pursed his lips, and the eyes of the hard-nosed man turned red.

Xufeng suddenly felt a surge of heat in her heart, and she secretly activated her spiritual vision—as expected, the master's approval rate reached 60%, and her shadow power points +9!
There is only one shadow energy point left to upgrade!

Xufeng tried her best to suppress her excitement, not daring to show the slightest bit.

Huang Feihong stared at the damaged fan for a long time, then closed it gently, looked up to the sky and sighed:
"I am ashamed of Master Liu's entrustment."

The corner of Xufeng's mouth twitched slightly.

... I don't know if I ask Master for this folding fan now, will Master give it to me?

Forget it, let's wait, after all, this folding fan is of great significance to Master.

Moreover, Master's approval rate for me is only 60%, at least 80% is more secure.

"Master Ma is here—"

A group of soldiers with torches broke into the courtyard and stood in two lines.

The entire courtyard was immediately illuminated.

Huang Feihong handed the fan to Xufeng, "Put it away carefully for me."

"Yes, master!" Xufeng hurriedly took the fan carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

His spiritual vision automatically popped up a line of light font: "Yes/No to submit the trial task?"

Is this enough to hand in the task?

The trial task is really simple enough.

But...you can upgrade to level 2 soon. If you choose to turn in the task and leave now, you may miss a good opportunity to upgrade.

Moreover, for Bao Zhilin, now is the most critical moment, leaving at this time is undoubtedly tantamount to betrayal.

Xufeng took a deep breath and touched the word "no" with inspiration.

Anyway, the fan is in hand, you can leave whenever you want, first help Baozhilin pass this level and then talk about it!
Xufeng put the fan close to her body and followed Huang Feihong's pace.

Ma Peiyuan, the chief of the Imperial Guard, covered his nose and mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and walked in with disgust on his face.

Beside him, there were dozens of soldiers holding long-handled firearms.

Even if he was visiting late at night, he was still full of ostentation, and his official clothes and hats were neatly worn, meticulous.

Huang Feihong stepped forward to greet him, clasped his hands and clasped his fists in salute, "Master Ma."

Ma Peiyuan didn't return the courtesy, obviously because the resentment of being disturbed late at night has not subsided.

He looked around arrogantly, and said with a sneer: "I heard that Master Huang is loved by all the people in Fushan, but I didn't expect that there would be unscrupulous people coming to burn your house, Master Huang."

The implication is that you, Fushan's example, are nothing more than that.

Lin Shirong said angrily, "It's not the Fushan people who burned my Baozhilin, but the Hesha gang!"

"Shirong! Back off!"

Huang Feihong was afraid that Lin Shirong would yell "dog officer" again if he was impulsive, so he reprimanded him sharply.

Lin Shirong clenched his fists and retreated out of the circle sullenly.

Ma Peiyuan covered his nose and mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and said in a low voice: "I don't care who burned Baozhilin, I only want the prisoner that Master Huang promises to hand over to me. Master Huang, you have served as a bailiff in front of me. If there is one less prisoner, I will try to question you—someone, take the prisoner away!"

"slow!"

Huang Feihong frowned and said: "Master Ma, my Baozhi Forest was set on fire by gangsters. As a local parental officer, shouldn't you intervene in such an important case?"

Ma Peiyuan said impatiently: "Master Huang, I am not an official for you, but for the higher-ups. The higher-ups are in a hurry to get someone to close the case. Naturally, it is a trivial matter like your Baozhilin being burned." I have to put it aside for now. After I finish dealing with the criminal who clashed with foreigners, I will help you catch the person who burned Baozhilin."

Huang Feihong said in a deep voice: "Don't bother Mr. Ma, I have caught two arsonists on the spot. These two arsonists are members of the Hesha Gang. They are also the main criminals who clashed outside the concession yesterday! If Mr. Ma doesn't believe it , You will know at the first trial!"

Ma Peiyuan's brows suddenly frowned, he pinched the brocade handkerchief and thought for a while, "Where are those two people now?"

Huang Feihong immediately said: "Shirong, bring Ah Wu and Ah Liu up here! Ah Su, bring the Grand Master's chair for Mr. Ma!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Shirong threw Ah Wu and Ah Liu on the ground, and Ya Casu brought Ma Peiyuan and Huang Feihong each a grand master's chair.

Huang Feihong gestured to Ma Peiyuan to sit down. Ma Peiyuan frowned and hesitated for a moment, then sat down with a crooked body.

After sitting down, he didn't forget to tidy up the court beads and official hat.

Huang Feihong shook the hem of his gown, sat down as firmly as Mount Tai, and said with a sinking face, "Ah Wu Ah Liu, tell Lord Ma, who are you two?"

Ah Wu and Ah Liu were most afraid of meeting officials. When they saw the brightly lit torches in the courtyard, they were already shaking with fright. How dare they hide anything?
"I, the two of us were originally convicted of murder and robbery and were sentenced to execution, but later an English foreigner named Holden found the prison boss and used 1000 dragon dollars to execute our group. The lives of death-row inmates have been bought.”

"So, under the leadership of Boss He, we established the Kehesha Gang, which specializes in helping the English with dirty work that is inconvenient for them to come forward."

Huang Feihong asked: "Did you guys do the fight with the vendors outside the concession yesterday?"

"Yes, Boss He did it, and Boss He also obeyed the orders of the foreigners!" Ah Wu hurriedly said.

Ah Liu immediately added: "What the foreigners mean is to include the area ten miles outside the concession into the territory of the concession, that's why they let us keep harassing the traders!"

Huang Feihong glanced at Ma Peiyuan, Ma Peiyuan looked solemn, and the brocade handkerchief no longer covered his mouth and nose, but moved to his temples, and pressed repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)