"East ...... Orientals? I listened, dumbfounded, "Didn't you say that he was running the field in the Shimonoseki area?" How did you become an Oriental? ”

Shi Ke's voice was extremely cold, with a chill to the bone, "I thought so at first, but the last time I fought him at the mouth of the sea, I clearly saw that his moves were those of the Yagyu Yin School of Oriental Bushido. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Is it possible that he was exiled in the East and happened to learn? Just like Min Ye once lived in Hong Kong? ”

"No, he is different from Min Ye, we can't find out his other background, but you don't know, Oriental people have a habit of holding knives, usually with their right hand on top and left hand on bottom, holding the knife with both hands, and the distance from the tiger's mouth to the knife head in the right hand is 2 to 3 centimeters. The left hand is separated from the right hand, held at the end of the handle, and the tail finger is about one centimeter from the end of the handle. And in the process of chopping, the Oriental people used to push the knife forward with their right hand, and at the same time pull back with their left hand, never actively blocking with the blade, and never raising the knife completely above their heads. The Chinese are different, even if they learn swordsmanship from the same master, the Chinese are used to holding the knife in one hand, and the distance from the tiger's mouth to the knife head in the right hand is at least 5 centimeters, and this habit cannot be hidden. ”

The sound outside the window became noisy at this time, and several beautiful Ford cars appeared at the intersection one after another, and when the car approached, a richly dressed girl stepped out of the car, and I saw clearly that the person was none other than Feng Qianqian, who had just separated from us in Dacheng Department Store.

She's here too? What about Uncle He? Why didn't you see Uncle He coming with you? Seke and I looked at each other.

"It seems that there is really something wrong with this woman, as soon as Qian San's front foot arrived, she threw off her uncle and came here with her back foot, go, let's follow." Seke said, opening the car door and pulling me down.

"Didn't you wait for the guy you said?"

I asked as I kept up with him.

"Our people have notified the patrol room, if nothing else, we should be able to catch Qian San tonight, since he doesn't want people to know his identity as an Oriental, we also pretend to be deaf and dumb and treat him as a Chinese."

"Patrol room, do you believe that the patrol room can catch him? Didn't you say that he was cunning and ruthless? ”

"Of course I don't believe it, we just borrowed the power of the patrol house to do it here, and it also saved a lot of trouble, as soon as the little champs came out, our people will take him away." Seke said, pulling my hand tight.

I'm looking forward to tonight's action, though, I can't necessarily help with anything. However, when I heard what Shike said so categorically, I was a little curious: "What kind of organization are you?" I'm a little curious, if you can recruit people like you and my senior brother together, your boss must be amazing. ”

Shi Ke couldn't cry or laugh, "Ah Zhao, our organization is not an ancient Heroes Association, nor is it a gathering hall of heroes in Liangshan, we are a group of warriors with ideals and beliefs. You'll understand later. ”

However, the truth is not as simple as we imagined, after Shike and I entered the Xihe Mansion, we found that the layout here is not like the layout of the Jinling Hotel.

This is an independent private room one by one, and it is not easy to enter it, let alone in this extraordinary period of family reunion.

Seke and I walked down the hallway, pretending to be men and women chatting from a private room, and walked slowly, paying attention to the movements around us.

A waiter came from the other side of the corridor pushing a food cart, and I couldn't help but clench my arm holding Shike, and my heart was beating faster.

"Don't be afraid, our people." Shike's voice came from his ears in a low voice, like a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if he had never spoken.

As I got closer, I could clearly see that the caller was gently shaking his right hand with Seko's right hand, and a small light note was passed to Seke's hand.

"Honey, wait for me, go to the bathroom." Seko paused and said to me.

I knew he was avoiding everyone to read the note, so I smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

The door to the bakery suddenly opened, and I couldn't avoid it, and I happened to meet the eyes of a man who had just come out of it.

Money three!

I was secretly alarmed that he was here.

Where is he going?

Washroom?

Shike just went in to check the note, and if Qian San was allowed to go in at this time, wouldn't it be a surprise to expose the snake? No, I have to think of something! I said to myself.

Qian San suddenly saw a young lady standing at the door of his private room, and was surprised at first, but then became puzzled. Xihe Mansion is famous for its independent private rooms, which is the best venue for intelligence trading, and my sudden appearance in his sight like this is really confusing.

"Who are you looking for, and why are you standing here?" Qian San asked.

His voice was indeed stiff, although he tried his best to hide the untimely part of his tone, which would be difficult for the average person to detect if it were not for the preconceived knowledge that he was an Oriental. But Shike's analysis is correct, he is indeed an Oriental. Although his accent almost makes people think that he is authentic Chinese, but that is just thinking.

I looked at his slightly inquiring face, trying to keep it calm.

Don't come out, don't come out at this time.

I thought silently in my heart, hoping that Shike could have such a tacit understanding with me. This Qian San really didn't look good, but I saw his hand quietly probing behind his waist, and asked again: "This young lady, who are you looking for?"

If I didn't answer, I would die, so I deliberately amplified my voice and said, "Sorry sir, I'm lost." Can you tell me, where is room 223? You see, when I went to the bathroom and came out, I couldn't find my private room, and my father was waiting for me to go back and eat seafood with him as soon as possible. ”

His mind was racing rapidly, and he had to find a way to get him back, or let him get out of here temporarily, otherwise, Shike would have to be stuck in the bathroom and couldn't get out.

Shike, he should have heard our conversation, right? My voice is so high that there's no reason I can't hear it.

I thought, trying to squeeze a bright smile on my face: "This gentleman, do you know how to get to room 223?"

I asked again.

The man's face was suspicious, and his eyebrows were furrowed like that of an interrogating prisoner, "223, Miss is a guest in room 223?" ”

"What? Do you have any doubts, sir? I asked with a smile.

"No, no...... It's nothing, it's just that I happen to know how to get around room 223, why don't I send Miss over in person? ”

My heart tightened, and he went in person to confirm that what I said was true or false? Thinking like this in his heart, he smiled and said, "Mr. is willing to send me there, that's the best, then let's go, please lead the way."

As I spoke, I made a gesture of please, and followed him to the east.

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Some people say that I have turned a romance novel into a suspense drama in my life, is that really the case? Haha, good night. (To be continued.) )