Bah! Ren Laifeng spat vigorously on the ground. You were just caught by the patrol room, and your whole family was caught in the patrol room! I can send someone over and help you get out of jail, too! Is there such a curse? Before things started, they talked about what happened after they were caught. Do I look like a hapless guy who has been caught?

Ren Laifeng muttered in his heart, peeking at the military commander agent walking in front. It turned out that people were just like going out for a walk after a full meal, they were so leisurely and unhurried. It's not easy to get noticed, but it's too inefficient, isn't it? At his speed, it is estimated that it will be dark when he walks to the French Concession!

Each person has his own way of doing things, and this person does not know whether he is used to walking smoothly or intentionally. Anyway, you are not in a hurry, just so slow, like a leisurely walk, half an hour of road stunned for almost an hour.

There were French GIs standing guard at the gate of the concession, and the military commander agent who led the way didn't know what to muttered to the high-nosed GI, and the arrogant Gallic rooster actually raised his chin and squinted his eyes and let him go! Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Ren Laifeng can be regarded as truly admiring the agents of the military command, people do have the ability, I don't see that even foreign devils are even!

"Hey, Brother Wang, what did you just say to him? That foreign devil was so obedient and let him go? Ren Laifeng finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and took an opportunity to lean over and ask the agent who led the way.

"Huh? You mean the French doorman? I didn't say anything, I just told him that I was a staff member of the Nationalist Government and had come to the concession for routine business. Then the French janitor let him go. The agent smiled secretly when he saw Ren Laifeng's suspicious expression, I won't tell you anyway, I gave him a tip of ten dollars while shaking hands with the Frenchman.

The French Concession is located next to the Dazhimen Railway Station, the southern terminus of the Pinghan Railway. There is a European-style hotel, the Deming Hotel. It is said that it was originally designed by the French and funded by the French. More than a dozen cars were parked in front of the hotel. In this era of scarcity of cars, more than a dozen cars can be parked in front of a hotel, which is enough to say that the grade of this hotel is high.

On the way to the hotel, agent Wang Ge told Ren Laifeng: According to the information he had, Qi Guanglin was hiding in this Deming Hotel!

Brother Wang saw the murderous aura on Ren Laifeng's body and warned him in advance: Don't use guns here. If the gunshots are too loud, it will cause international disputes if they are not done well. With a knife, you have to do the work cleanly, so that no outsiders can see it. Evacuate as soon as the matter is done!

Of course, Ren Laifeng could hear that people were really concerned, and while expressing his gratitude, he took out another twenty yuan from his arms and gave it to the other party to express his heart. Brother Wang smiled politely, and then introduced the situation in more detail.

The four of them entered the Deming Hotel, Brother Wang was like going back to his own home, snapped his fingers and beckoned the hotel waiter, took the recipe and asked Ren Laifeng, are you Chinese or Western? In the restaurants in the concession, you can choose from both Chinese and Western meals. Of course, Ren Laifeng is willing to eat Chinese food, but looking at Huang Tian and Zhou Lin's expressions, the two seem to be more interested in Western food. Actually, it's not so much an interest as a curiosity.

Well, let's have Western food! Warriors on the battlefield have those who don't want to be tomorrow today. Besides, Western food is indeed a rarity in these years, if it weren't for catching up with the concession this time, it would not be so easy for you to eat an authentic Western meal!

Brother Wang seems to be really familiar with this restaurant, as soon as he heard that Ren Laifeng wanted to try Western food, he didn't read the recipe and began to order.

Soon, foie gras, lobster, steak, fish, snails, onion soup, meatball soup, juice, red wine, all kinds of food and drink appeared in order, and the table was full. In Western food, French cuisine is more elaborate and the taste is quite good. Dangrang, for this group of pure Chinese, is not so much to eat authentic French food as to taste a rarity.

Several people raised their glasses and touched each other, congratulating them on their health.

A diner dressed in a blue silk Tang costume walked through the passage between the tables to his dining table, passing by Ren Laifeng's table, and saw the people at the table standing up and clinking glasses, and subconsciously turned his head to take a look. With just one glance, this person will never be able to walk again.

"Little God! Is that you, Xiaotian? ”

Little day? Who is he called? Ren Laifeng was facing the aisle, and he was the first to notice this person's unusual behavior. Seeing that this person is dressed cleanly and decently, and his eyebrows and eyes are clear, he doesn't look like he is stupid, then he really knows the person at this table. Turning his head to look at the other three people present, two of them were normal, only one of them had a very different demeanor, Huang Tian!

Seeing that Huang Tian's face was red, even his neck was red, he had only drunk a small half glass of aperitif just now, and it was impossible for him to blush at all. The man shouted Xiao Tian, he happened to be called Huang Tian, was he looking for him? Ren Laifeng took a step aside, holding a wine glass and happily looking at the two people who were getting closer and closer.

"Xiaotian, it's really you, how did you get here?" The middle-aged man in blue grabbed Huang Tian's shoulders with both hands, and there were already tears in his eyes.

Huang Tian's tears also flowed, and the young man bit his lip tightly and didn't say a word, just stared at the middle-aged man in front of him firmly. After about two minutes, two words finally came out of Huang Tian's mouth: "Old Bean." ”

Okay! It turned out that this person was his father, the younger brother of the first generation of grandmaster Huang Feihong! Why are there so many celebrities these days? You can meet a lot of them at will! Huang Feihong is a generation of martial arts masters, and his younger brother must also be a great master. Let's see if we can pull this pair of master father and son into the Flying Tiger Camp and get a father and son soldier out of battle?

"Uncle Shi," Ren Laifeng's mouth is so sweet, it sounds good to open his mouth and come, "Oh, it's such a coincidence to see you!" You may be seated. Brother Wang, please ask Uncle Shi for another French meal. ”

Ordering food is Brother Wang's job, who let these people be the only one who can communicate with the French waitress? If you want to change to Ren Laifeng, I'm afraid he won't understand a word except gesticulating. For this kind of work, Brother Wang did not refuse, snapped his fingers and called the French girl over, pointed to the dishes on the table casually, and came again like this!

"Dad, this is our battalion commander. Battalion commander, this is my father. "Huang Tian's mutual introduction is no different from no introduction.

Although Ren Laifeng was extremely dissatisfied with this form of introduction, Huang Tian's father had already stood up in surprise, "What? Your battalion commander? Xiaotian, have you joined the army? ”

"Yes, I joined the army. Now I'm a guard for the battalion commander. Huang Tian proudly introduced his new identity to his father.