Chen Bei's official identity is a second lieutenant pilot of the 14th Air Force of the US Air Force Task Force in China, and he can walk sideways in Chongqing with this identity alone, not to mention that he is the eldest son of Army General Chen Zikun and Song Meiling's godson, there is simply nothing he can't do.

Hearing that Chen Bei was willing to help, everyone was overjoyed, but then Liu Yanzhi said in frustration: "What should we do when we get to India, we don't have passports." ”

Chen Beidao: "Passports are easy to handle, didn't the Ministry of Foreign Affairs also move to Chongqing, just ask them to open a passport." ”

Liu Yan said straightly: "We ordinary people, I'm afraid it's not convenient to go to the government to do things." ”

Chen Bei thought for a while and said: "Also, it's a bit difficult to get a passport without an official identity, so I'll figure out a way, let's make an appointment and go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs together." ”

"Thank you so much." Liu Yan said straightly, "You are so righteous, we have to have a drink." ”

During the war, all supplies were in short supply, last year the great famine in Henan starved to death many people, food is expensive, how can it be used to make wine, so liquor has also become a hot commodity on the black market, Chongqing's hotel bars are popular brandy, whiskey and other adulterated so-called US aid materials, this restaurant business is good, the owner Lu Ziye, can provide brandy.

BUT CHEN BEI DISDAINED THE SO-CALLED BRANDY, AND HE THREW THE CAR KEYS TO THE SERVANT: "GO AND GET A BOTTLE OF BLACKLABEL IN MY CAR, AND BY THE WAY, I CAN HELP YOU GET TWO BOTTLES OF COCA-COLA." ”

Xiao Wu is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, I heard that there is Coca-Cola as a tip, I can't help but go, a moment of effort to take a bottle of black whiskey, this is Chen Bei's private collection, and only the Flying Tigers can get pure British imported aged whiskey, they are the pride of the sky, the salary is good, the monthly salary is settled in US dollars, there are additional bonuses for playing Japanese planes, Chen Bei is the trump card again, the monthly income can catch up with the annual income of dozens of families of ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration.

The Chinese white porcelain wine glass in front of everyone was filled with whiskey, and Chen Bei picked up the glass and said, "Everyone, fortunately, cheers." "With that, I leaned my neck and dried up.

Chen Bei's arrogance infected everyone, they all raised a glass and drank it all, Chongqing's climate is wet and cold, the taste of the restaurant is mainly spicy, eating can resist the cold, Sichuan cuisine is popular for the first time across the country, it is brought by the people who returned to their homeland from the capital after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, this restaurant tastes very positive, the hemp is not like words, Guan Lu has lost his sense of taste after eating.

"Why don't you change restaurants and continue." Chen Bei is still an out-and-out warm man in his heart, he noticed that the lady rarely moved chopsticks, and took the initiative to change places, and everyone pretended to say that it was not troublesome, this house is very good, numb and enjoyable, spicy and appetizing.

"Let's eat steak, the Sino-American club keeps a table for me all year round." Chen Bei's words just now were not to ask for everyone's consent, but to decide, this domineering president is more than Ji Yuqian.

Tomorrow, I have to count on Chen Bei to help, no one dares to say no, get up and leave the table, the boss heard that the ace is leaving, and hurriedly ran to compensate: "Sir Chen, is it not the right taste?" ”

Chen Beidao: "It's good, we'll come back next time." ”

The boss saw half a bottle of whiskey on the table: "Your wine." ”

"Here you go." Chen Bei shook his hand, extremely chic, most of the bottles of real whiskey, at least three bottles of fake wine can be exchanged, the boss rubbed his hands happily, this generosity, that is, the Flying Tigers can do it, one is counted as one, and the Flying Tigers are all losers.

Chen Bei drank a little wine, driving faster, Chongqing is a mountain city, the road slope is steep and there are many turns, the performance of his twelve-cylinder Chevrolet sedan has been brought into full play, and when he turns, the people in the back row are crowded together, so cool that it is not good.

Sino-American Club is a collection of hotels, bars and dance halls in one of the entertainment venues, is accompanied by a very high-end gold hole, pay with US dollars, customers are not dignitaries, or allied personnel in China, the little guy here also knows Chen Bei, see him come in and greet with a smile, someone helps park, someone leads the seat, the club has a place for the Air Force all the year round, others have to line up first, a group of people directly into the private room, Chen Bei is walking while tipping, the shots are a dollar banknote, the waiters are respectful, Greetings came and went.

"He's like a prince." Guan Lu sighed.

"You've got little stars in your eyes." Ji Yuqian teased, he was originally a man of the hour, and the stars were used to holding the moon, but he could only be a foil here, and he was naturally uncomfortable in his heart.

"He was originally a prince-level figure." Liu Yan said straight, he was trained in modern history and knew that Chen Bei's father was Chen Zikun, who was a prince, no different from the prince, and his godmother Song Meiling was even more invincible.

Chen Beida strode in front of him as a fortune boy, did not hear their conversation, the Sino-American club was decorated in a delicate and foreign style, with white napkins, shiny knives and forks, crystal chandeliers, piano accompaniment, the atmosphere was completely different from the noisy Chinese restaurant, and even the mood became beautiful.

However, this was only temporary, and soon everyone's mood became bad because someone was grabbing the private room.

The other party is not a stubble, the leader is a short man in a black and white striped double-breasted suit, one meter in his early sixties, holding a cigar and wearing sunglasses, his arrogant and domineering face is overflowing, he is followed by a group of followers, and it can be seen that he is carrying guns.

Although Chen Bei showed a kind and generous side, it didn't provoke him, if something happened, this eldest young master also had a temper, he brought his friends to dinner, and it was originally a seat reserved for the Air Force, how could he let others snatch it away.

"I'm sorry, we came first, and this is an Air Force seat." Chen Bei is neither humble nor arrogant, Chongqing is the capital of accompaniment, and there are many people with status, but there are really not many people who can surpass him Young Master Chen, so he doesn't want to bully others, just be reasonable.

"You came first, which foot did you go in?" The other party took off his sunglasses, rolled his eyes upward, and said in an ugly male duck voice, "What's wrong with the Air Force seat, I am also a dependant of the Air Force, and my third aunt is the commander-in-chief of the Air Force." ”

Of course, the commander of the Chinese Air Force will not be a woman, but usually Song Meiling, the secretary general of the Aviation Committee, will also be considered the number one person in the Air Force, so the identity of this guy dressed as a man is about to come out, Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing's daughter, the second miss of the Kong family, one of the four major families, Kong Lingjun.

Beautiful women dressed up in men's clothes will add more charm, but ugly women can only be called dead perverts, Chen Bei's gentle and considerate image of a warm man is limited to beautiful women, facing Kong Lingjun, he couldn't hide his disgust, and said coldly: "Oh, it turned out to be Miss Kong Er." ”

Chen Bei has also heard of Miss Kong Er's notoriety, this female devil likes to dress up as a man, likes to drag racing in the city, shoots and kills people at every turn, and once shot a traffic policeman who stopped her on the street, with many evil deeds and notoriety. In fact, not long ago, his father Chen Zikun had a big conflict with the Kong family, and the two sides used a lot of political resources to attack each other, causing a storm in the city.

The club manager rushed to hear the news and persuaded the two sides not to do it, Kong Lingjun is notorious, Chen Bei is not a good bully, he has killed Tang Enbo's nephew, a bull who has nothing to do, these two groups of people meet, it is really a chess opponent will meet a good talent, and no one is convinced by anyone's anger.

Although Miss Kong Er is domineering, she is also a smart person, she knows when to do something, and it is definitely inappropriate to shoot and kill people in the Sino-American club, and she must write a letter.

In the same way, Chen Bei didn't want to fight, he was thinking about how not to fight the soldiers.

At this moment, Liu Yanzhi stood up: "Everyone, listen to me, none of us will bully anyone, just make a bet, whoever wins, whose private room is it." ”

"What are you betting on?" Miss Kong Er said arrogantly.

"It doesn't hurt more than being shot." Liu Yan smiled and said, "Do you dare?" Don't dare to compare, just play on the side. ”

Miss Kong Er was enraged, and the green tendons on her forehead jumped, but she smiled again in a blink of an eye, and said slyly: "Okay, it's better than that, you come first." ”

Liu Yanzhi said to Chen Bei: "Borrow a gun and use it." ”

Chen Bei hurriedly said: "You are crazy, this can be compared, it will kill people." ”

Miss Kong Er coaxed on the side: "Let's say first, don't hit your arms and legs, if you want to hit, hit your heart, or it won't count." ”

Liu Yan was quick and quick, and he pulled out the M1911 gun on Chen Bei's waist, and the gun turned on his fingers, and the muzzle of the gun pressed against his chest.

"Stop!" Miss Kong Er shouted, "Your own gun, who knows what is boring, if you want to use it, use my gun." ”

"Okay, just use your gun." Liu Yan said straight.

"No, it's going to kill you, change to another way of playing." Chen Bei stopped, but Guan Lu grabbed him and blinked.

Miss Kong Er stretched out her hand, and her attendant put a Colt revolver in her hand, and she shook off the bullet nest to take a look, and the six invention of the dangling copper-shelled lead bullets cost people's lives.

"Use this to open Miss Ben's eyes." Miss Kong Er held the barrel of the gun upside down and handed the handle of the gun to Liu Yanzhi. She is very bold, and she is not afraid that Liu Yanzhi will give her a shot.

Liu Yan directly took the gun, and in full view of everyone, he also checked the pistol, and then turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger against his own heart.

The gunshots roared in the room, which made Miss Kong Er's ears buzz, and the others were no better, they didn't think to block their ears at all, because they recognized that Liu Yanzhi was just bluffing, and they didn't expect to shoot.

Liu Yanzhi's chest and clothes were scorched by the muzzle flames, and blood slowly oozed out, but he stood tall and returned the gun to Kong Lingjun and said, "It's your turn." ”

Kong Lingjun was dumbfounded, looked at Liu Yanzhi viciously for a while, and said, "Count you ruthless, let's go." ”

Miss Kong Er and his evil slaves walked away, in the end, they were from a big family, and they still have the courage to gamble and lose.

"Hurry up and bandage your wounds." Chen Bei said anxiously, "Drive to the hospital." Now he doesn't have the heart to eat, in order to help himself lose face and lose a life, this account can't be transferred, although his identity is respected, but he grew up with his mother's wandering arts, a heart is kind.

Liu Yan waved his hand: "It's okay." Then he ripped off his clothes, only to see a deformed bullet embedded in the flesh, and it didn't go deep at all. The power of the revolver is much weaker than the rifle bullet, and Liu Yanzhi can't hit the flesh at all when his muscles are tight, and he deliberately relaxed just now to cause this effect.

This time it was Chen Bei's turn to be dumbfounded: "This, this, how did this happen?" ”

"He's a trickster." Guan Lu giggled and explained.

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