Zhao Wanruo's face turned white almost instantly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She remembered the night when she went to Guangyan School to find a leisure, and for the first time she saw the process of killing with her own eyes, it turned out that one person could shed so much blood.

And the person holding the knife was cold and calm, as if it was just a plant and tree that became the soul of his sword, and the moonlight reflected the chill on the blade, and she actually felt that the movement was as tough and artistic as dancing.

That night, she broke out in a cold sweat after just one look, and went home with a fever for two days, which made her father and brothers anxious.

Zhixian looked indifferent, maybe he shouldn't have said these dirty things to tell her.

Zhao Wanruo made up her mind, bit her lip and shook her head, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

"Zhixian, you know that this place is chaotic, it is mixed, it is better to come less."

Zhixian looked at her like this and knew that she had something on her mind, and she wanted to say it when she stopped herself, although she didn't know why she didn't want to say it, she didn't want to speculate about right and wrong, so she let Zhao Wanruo go.

So he took her words and said, "Well, I heard Aunt Fu say it." ”

Aunt Fu also said that there is still a part of Uncle Huang in this big world.

Thinking so, Zhixian turned his head and took another look, but this time he saw Huang Qiao who had just come out of it in a suit and leather shoes.

Huang Qiao obviously also saw Zhixian, walked up quickly, and said with a smile: "Sister, why don't you go home so late?" plainly told Aunt Fu to worry. ”

Go home? Huang Qiao must have known about moving out of the Huang Mansion by himself. Zhi Xianyue touched him now to say this for Zhao Wanruo, and it was not good to save his face, so he only said: "I've been playing with Wanruo for a long time, so I'll go back." ”

But he never thought that Huang Qiao reached out and patted her shoulder: "That's right, I'm going back to the mansion too, I'll take you back." ”

Zhixian didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he secretly pinched Zhao Wanruo, Zhao Wanruo understood, glanced at Huang Qiao with a smile, and said, "Young Master Huang, if you take Zhixian away, I don't dare to go home alone." ”

Huang Qiao smiled happily: "I naturally can't snub Miss Zhao, I will wronged my sister and walk back with me tonight, Ding Zi, you drive Miss Zhao back to Zhao's mansion, be careful, if Miss Zhao loses a hair, I will kill you." ”

What he said was really neat, Zhao Wanruo glanced at Zhixian with helpless eyes, got into the car and went to Zhao's mansion.

As soon as Zhao Wanruo left, Huang Qiao opened his mouth and sneered: "You have been very nourishing these days." ”

He is usually gentle and square, although he is not as elegant as a son, but he can be regarded as a gentleman, but this will be such a hostile sentence, Zhixian is even more puzzled.

"Dad is now being detained in the Songhu Protector Headquarters, you can find a way to bail him out." Huang Qiao's voice was very low, revealing a little tiredness.

He never opened his mouth to beg for people, but in the past few days, he has run all over Shanghai Beach, big and small, how can he be a merchant and a philistine, not to mention that the people don't fight with the officials, who will take himself to the overseer Lu Geng to take the risk of interceding? This is a character who resembles a person, and no one is unclear about the importance of it.

Huang Qiao naturally knew that he didn't have much hope in his heart, and this trip down could be regarded as a taste of warmth and coldness.

So, when I read the newspaper in the morning, it was more of a surprise than a surprise.

Isn't the person in the photo Yan Zhixian?

What does Huang Jinfa treat Fu Ping and Yan Zhixian, the mother and daughter, he sees clearly as a son, so when he saw that she was still shining on the street, while his father was suffering in the dark prison, he was angry and hateful in his heart, so he sneered.

Thinking of the reason why he opened his mouth to keep her, Huang Qiao restrained his temperament and went straight to the point with Zhixian.

"Guardian Command? Is it because of Sanxin's business? ”

Zhixian said "chuckle" in his heart, the matter of foreign smoke is not big, and it is not small to say that it is small.

As soon as she heard that the golden hair was imprisoned in the headquarters, Huang Qiao asked herself to find a way, and she naturally thought of Qu Shizheng. The golden hair is a pivotal position in the Shanghai gang, if there is no place to die, how can anyone dare to touch him?

Huang Qiao shook his head and said, "It's because of Aunt Fu." ”

Huang Qiao didn't hide what she meant, and told her about it in 1510.

It turned out that Fu Ping broke his throat when he sang at Paramount, and a young man cheered in the audience, never thinking that the golden hair was because of Chen Er's matter, and he happened to be standing in the field for Fu Ping on this day, and immediately asked people to hold down the young man and slap him twice.

This can be regarded as touching the tiger's buttocks, and the young man who looks unattractive is actually Lu Jinxu, the son of Lu Geng, the overseer of Zhejiang. The next night, Lu Jinxu sat on a military card, and led two platoons of people to arrest Huang Jinfa and several Honggang leaders who accompanied him at the gate of Paramount Gate to the Songhu Guardian Army Headquarters.

Huang Qiao has tried his best these days to see the golden hair, he is already thin, and he is not timely to eat and drink in it, he has only drunk a bowl of corn paste in the past three days, which really makes Huang Qiao an ant on a hot pot.

Zhixian remembered the conditions he had promised Xu Shaozhen, and broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly calmed down and said, "Don't worry, I'll go." ”

Huang Qiao watched her figure gradually move away from the light, and somehow breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Sunrise and sunset, the time of the day passed in the blink of an eye.

The concession on the south bank of the Suzhou Creek was already bustling and lively.

The largest ballroom on the first floor of the Watergate building was filled with men in tuxedo dresses, fat or thin, without exception, beautiful women in evening gowns on their bent arms.

The bright light of the carved lamps in bronze cut-outs on the marble floor tiles reflects the luxury of this Far Eastern Ballroom.

The usual lively place is even more prosperous at the moment, there is a row of men in black clothes and black pants standing at the door, and the guests are all entering with invitations, but it is obvious that one person is found at random, just looking at that face, there are few people in Shanghai who can't be named.

On the second day, the newspapers of the entire Shanghai were overwhelmingly reporting on this grand meeting of the three worlds of business, politics and the underworld.

Okamura shook the wine glass in his hand and said to Xu Shaozhen opposite: "Xu Sang, now that Hongmen is in the bag, cheers to us to realize our great plan as soon as possible." ”

Xu Shaozhen raised the tall glass in his hand and touched him gently, but he didn't even take a sip.

He sat here for a long time, and slowly there were more people, and more people came to toast him, and he was smiling modestly from beginning to end, whether it was to political dignitaries or business celebrities, it was the same attitude that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Shaozhen, you can be said to be better than the blue, and the future is terrifying!"

"The Xu family kid is really a well-deserved rising star!"

Xu Shaozhen didn't have a trace of impatience on his face, nor did he have a look full of pride, his eyes that had always been calm finally lit up after seeing someone.