Chapter 107: Playing Malaria

Encircle and suppress the Qingshui Gang tonight!

How to go out one after another!

Feng Zhutou was shocked and asked what was going on with that person?

"Return, return to Feng Feng to catch the head......"

"My brother and I just went to the Qingshui Gang leader's room to search for you, with your brother and Feng, and Feng Catcher......"

"It was fine at first.... ”

"Our brothers have always been together. ”

"But, but then the search was unsuccessful, and when we came out, I found that my brother didn't know when he hadn't followed me, and I asked everyone, and everyone said they hadn't seen my brother. ”

"This Qingshui Gang helmsman is too evil, obviously these oil lamps are always on, but there is not even a person on the boat, it always gives people a feeling of gloomy, Feng Zhutou, my brother he... Will you run into something unclean?"

The official who claimed to be Fuping, his lips trembled, and his face looked nervous and anxious to find someone.

After listening to Fuping's words, Feng Zhutou's face sank: "Let's go, the others will go back with me to find someone, this time everyone will act together, don't be alone." ”

The layout of the room of the leader of the Qingshui Gang is not luxurious and complicated.

Except that the space is larger, the living environment is similar to that of ordinary gangs.

No wonder the bearded man was so protective of this gang leader.

It seems that this gang leader is usually honest in the gang, and he is not a high-profile and arrogant lord.

It's simple for a person to pretend to be incorruptible.

But it is almost impossible for a person to pretend to be honest for decades without missing a trace of broken accounts.

That's why Jin An thinks that this gang leader's character should be good.

At least half a year ago was good.

The second search ended quickly, but no one was found, Feng Zhutou saw that it was not a problem to keep looking like this, maybe Fuyong was lost, and he had not entered the room of the leader of the Qingshui Gang?

Feng Zhutou looked around the room, planning to find Fuping and ask carefully.

But Feng Zhutou was stunned, and after gathering everyone together, he didn't see Fuping.

"Have any of you seen Fuhei?"

"Why didn't Fuping gather here?"

"Who was with Fuhei just now?"

Feng Zhutou asked the gang under his hands, but everyone, look at me, let me look at you, no one remembers who Fuping was with just now.

Suddenly, a chill crept up on everyone's backs, and their hearts were furious.

Following Fukunaga... Fuhei shouldn't have disappeared mysteriously, right?

Feng Zhutou's complexion at this time was as ugly as it was, and he looked at Jin An, who had been observing around the room and had not made a sound: "Prince Jin An, have you found anything abnormal in this gang master's room?"

"Could it be that something evil is really doing something?"

Feng Zhutou knew very well that if they really encountered unclean things, their group of people would all be mortals with the naked eye, and they would not be able to see those unclean things.

Among all the people present, only the son of Jin An could see those dirty things.

Jin An checked the entire room again.

frowned.

It's weird.

Jin An looked up at the bearded man who was following behind everyone with a blank face, and asked, "Half a year ago, your gang leader experienced a great change in temperament, surely it didn't suddenly change his temperament, right?"

"Did you behave strangely at first?"

"For example, what special people have you met, or what special items have you gotten?"

"Think about it carefully. ”

No matter how foolish the bearded man is, he realizes that things are not simple at this time, so he tries to remember.

Time passed moment after moment, and the bearded man sweated at the thought.

Feng Zhutou couldn't wait and wanted to urge a few times, but finally stopped with his mouth open, and looked at Jin An on the side: "Prince Jin An, why don't I take someone to other places first and then look carefully?"

Jin An stopped Feng Zhutou: "Feng Zhutou, this matter is unusual, I suggest that everyone try not to disperse, so as not to fall into the trap of being broken by each one." ”

After listening to Jin An's words, Feng Zhutou, who had been trying to help people, calmed down, and Feng Zhutou smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "It's that if I care, it's messy." ”

"It seems that my mental training is not enough. ”

Subsequently, Feng Zhutou instructed a team leader named Lao Fu to go outside to inform everyone to be vigilant, and not to move around without his orders.

And the bearded man here is still trying to recall the memories of half a year ago.

After all, the memory of half a year ago is a bit long.

After a while, the bearded man suddenly shouted, "I remember." ”

"That day, the helper seems to have brought back a scroll of paintings in a hurry......"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was very impressed by the fact that I had a private drink with the brothers in the gang, and several of the high-ranking members of the gang had hung a scroll of paintings in the rooms. ”

"It was the gang leader who was in front first, and then the high-level members of the gang also hung paintings. ”

"I can't be mistaken, because at that time, I kept an eye on it, and I thought that the gang owner bought some antique paintings from outside, and then introduced them to the senior management of the gang to buy the paintings and frame them. ”

Jin An listened to the bearded man's words.

Carefully recall the details of the Qingshui Gang leader and other high-level rooms.

It's really a lot of murals!

So, Jin An walked towards the few scrolls hanging in the room.

There are not many paintings in the main room of the Qingshui Gang, there are only three paintings in total, one is a landscape painting, and the other is a calligraphy painting.

The landscape painting depicts a section of bamboo.

Maybe this gang leader wants to use this as a metaphor for his high integrity?

As for the calligraphy and painting, it was hung behind the desk, and two words were written on the paper.

"Slut?"

A servant shook his head and said.

Then he asked his companion curiously: "Why does the Qingshui Gang have a calligraphy and painting of a slut hanging behind his desk?"

The companion thought for a moment and said, "Maybe the leader of the Qingshui Gang has been psychologically traumatized?"

Another official also joined in the excitement and answered: "That's not necessarily, you are dirty-minded, you only think about the little lady in the kiln all day long, you don't think of others as dirty as you, I look down on you." We want to cross the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a gentleman, in my opinion, the reason why the leader of the Qingshui Gang hangs the word slut behind the desk must be to save my body three times a day, and warn myself that there is a knife on the head of the color word, as long as a man has a career, what woman do he want. ”

Feng Zhutou listened to the arguing voice of the official behind him, and his temples jumped suddenly.

"Don't be ashamed. ”

"That's a gentleman's frank and frank, where did a slut come from. ”

"You illiterate. ”

Feng Zhutou only felt that his face was hot, for his cronies, they were all illiterate, the key was to embarrass him in front of outsiders, and he was eager to find a crack to get into now.

Feng Zhutou turned his head and wanted to explain a few words to Jin An, so as not to be misunderstood that he was a vulgar and rough person, but when Feng Zhutou looked at Jin An, he clearly saw an expression on Jin An's face.

Look at the beard again, the bearded rough man also showed the same expression.

Looking at the other people behind them, everyone had the same expressions.

Feng Zhutou: "?"

Feng Zhu's face darkened.