Song San felt that it was impossible for Zhu Muyun not to do this "business". But he is waiting with a golden gold bar, can Zhu Muyun's virtue not be blushing? As long as he smells the gold bars, he will pounce like a vicious wolf. Now that the time has come, I must go, so let Zhu Muyun beat his chest.

Tonight, Zhu Muyun did not show up for only two reasons: he did not get the information of Yeshan, or Zhu Muyun encountered a special situation and could not come out for the time being. It doesn't matter, I didn't see it tonight, maybe tomorrow night, Zhu Muyun will come. If you have money, you don't want it, Zhu Muyun is not so stupid.

After checking out and leaving, as soon as Song San walked to the door, a rickshaw ran over, and the rickshaw driver was very discerning, knowing that Song San wanted to take the car, he parked the car directly in front of him, and said humbly: "Sir, do you want to take the car?" My car is fast, stable, and cheap. ”

"You can still speak." Song San didn't refuse, anyway, he wanted to take the car, whose car was not to take it. Besides, everyone parked the car in front of him, and he still had a "sir", and there were few people in his life who called him like this.

"As soon as you get in the car, you will know that my car, even foreigners like to sit, is fast and stable." The coachman seemed to be very talkative, and while running, he could also chat with Song San.

"Foreigners are all in cars, can they take your rickshaw?" Song San said in disbelief.

"Foreigners can't all take a car, today, I pulled a Taijun. He also praised that my car was fast and stable, and he was injured, but he didn't feel it at all, just like riding in a sedan chair. The coachman smiled.

"Japanese?" When Song San heard this, the boss was unhappy in his heart. The car in which the Japanese devil sit, he seems to have two needles under his buttocks. When he opened his mouth, he wanted the driver to stop, and he would rather walk than ride in a rickshaw.

"A Taijun named Yeshan, who just came out of the hospital today, took my car and was directly sent to the gendarmerie on Cooperation Road." The rickshaw said with a smile.

"Wild Mountain?" Song San didn't want to take the car originally, but when he heard the name "Yeshan", his attention was immediately diverted. I didn't notice how a rickshaw driver knew the name of Yeshan.

Tonight, Song San's mind was full of wild mountains. And he carried ten gold bars in his bag. As long as he sees Zhu Muyun, these gold bars will immediately change owners. Now, when the coachman talks about the wild mountains, he is naturally very sensitive.

"Yes, it's called Yeshan, he told me personally. He also told me that he had just come out of the army hospital today. The injuries on my body are not yet good, but fortunately, my car is fast and stable, and I can sit comfortably. Today he was in a good mood and gave an extra dime. The coachman said happily.

"Where did you pull him?" Song San's heart moved and asked. Although there are many Japanese people who call them Noyama, there is only one one in the military police detachment of the French Concession called Noyama. Moreover, this person was injured and came out of the army hospital, so he dared to conclude that this wild mountain was the second lieutenant of the wild mountain who had a deep blood feud with Jiutou Mountain.

"Arsa Ronanny Street." The coachman said immediately, and he regretted that he had spoken too briskly. However, Song San's attention was all attracted.

"Yarsa Ronanny Street is so long, let's be specific." Song San said impatiently. He still thinks that the driver is not detailed enough, if he can tell himself the house number, then it will be in one step.

"In the middle of the city, it's full of bungalows and there's a grocery store outside. I remember, it seems to be 15 Arsalonani Street. The coachman said that he was afraid that Song San would make a mistake, so he deliberately said the house number.

This coachman is none other than Yu Lei, who is a hundred miles of carriage and horses, and he was ordered to work underground under the cover of a rickshaw driver. In the past, he was a traffic officer, but now, he is developing and strengthening the party organization among these hard-working masses who travel hundreds of miles. Thanks to his efforts, a hundred miles of carriage and horses have been carried out, and there is already a party organization.

When Song San heard the coachman's introduction, he immediately asked him to take him to No. 15 Arsalonani Street. Yu Lei didn't expect that Song San would be so bold. However, Song San wanted to survey the terrain, so he naturally couldn't refuse. Fortunately, on the side of Yarsaronanny Street, Yu Lei is also very familiar.

Yu Lei pulled Song San and turned around at No. 15 Yarsaronanny Street, front and back, left and right. Song San saw the surrounding situation clearly. Song San was originally a spy on Jiutou Mountain, observing the terrain and inquiring about news, which was his strong top.

Song San felt that today's rickshaw ride was too worthwhile. Rickshaws in the French Concession can't go out. He could only get off the bus at the checkpoint in the French Concession, and after changing to a rickshaw, he went straight to Changxiangyi. After getting out of the car, he also deliberately gave Yu Lei an extra dollar, which was regarded as an information fee.

Han Zhifeng and Song San have been living in Changxiangyi for a few days. They are generous and have a long-term private room in Changxiangyi. This is also their stronghold in the ancient star, and for now, it is still a very safe place.

"Fourth master, tonight, I picked up a big bargain." After Song San saw Han Zhifeng, he raised the briefcase in his hand and said with a smile.

"What's cheap?" Han Zhifeng said in surprise that he saw Song San still carrying the briefcase in his hand, and asked again: "Didn't you see Zhu Muyun?" ”

But when I think about it, it's not right, if I hadn't seen Zhu Muyun, Song San shouldn't have been so happy. Mastering the whereabouts of Yeshan was the most important task for them to enter the city this time. Of course, staying in the gentle township of Chang Xiang Yi every day is also the reason why they don't want to go back immediately.

"Now, I ignore Zhu Muyun, an insatiable person. Fourth Master, I have already inquired about the whereabouts of Yeshan. Now, there is no need to give gold bars. Song San said excitedly, ten gold bars, even if this money is robbed, it is very painful to spend it.

"How did you find out?" Han Zhifeng asked in surprise, whether Noyama was Japanese or the leader of the military police team, and it was very difficult to inquire about his whereabouts. Otherwise, they wouldn't have spent ten gold bars to buy information from Zhu Muyun.

"Say it, and you probably won't believe it. It was a rickshaw driver who told me, and he took me to the residence of Wild Mountain, which is at 15 Arsalonani Street, where I have already stepped on the terrain. Fourth master, tonight, let's go and kill Yeshan, just carry his head, and go back to pay tribute to the dead brothers. Song San said happily.

What is it called? There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. Zhu Muyun is roaring, the whereabouts of the wild mountain, and when he opens his mouth, there are ten gold bars. Unexpectedly, this news made it easy for me to know. And the price is only one dollar.

"No, Noyama is a Japanese officer, and this matter has to be considered in the long run." Han Zhifeng said that the wind has been very tight recently, and he and Song San have shrunk in Changxiangyi all day long, and they are happy to think about it every day. If you really want to do it again, you really have to plan well.

Besides, the French Concession is full of devils, and if they kill people again, let's not talk about whether they can succeed, even if they do, it will not be so easy to leave the French Concession safely. The previous three cases were because the Japanese were caught off guard.

"Fourth master, what about this gold bar?" Song San said that along the way, his heart was hot. Ten gold bars, just to buy an address. Now, if you spend a dollar yourself, you will know the news that it is worth ten gold bars. Zhu Muyun is a bastard, his money is too easy to make.

Fortunately, Zhu Muyun didn't come to the Paris café tonight, otherwise, he would have stupidly given ten gold bars. Now, I heard the news myself, can these ten gold bars fall into my pocket? Of course, Han Zhifeng is the fourth master, he won't, and he doesn't dare to swallow it alone, he only dares to ask for a small head. Keep four gold bars for yourself, and you will be content.

"You take one, and give the rest to the mountains." Han Zhifeng glanced at Song San and said.

"Fourth master, this money is a good expense, since I got the information, I should buy it for ten gold bars. You see if this will work, I will take four, and you will take six. Song San said tentatively.

"Song San, the days on the mountain are not easy now. Now it's not as good as before, so let's take two and give the rest to the mountains. I'll explain this to the big boss. As for what you just said, I didn't hear it. Han Zhifeng said with a deep groan.

"Thank you, Fourth Master." Song San said helplessly, Han Zhifeng has talked about this, what else can he say.

Zhu Muyun was at the Donghe Theater on Sanxing Street, and finally met Yang Zhi, who was fired from the Political Security Bureau for a few days. I haven't seen him for three days, and Yang Zhi has changed a lot. He was wearing a silk Tang coat and holding a fan in his hand, like a rich boy, completely devoid of the appearance of the Political Security Bureau.

"Seat down, when will you assign me a task?" Yang Zhi booked a private room to make it easier for them to talk. As soon as he saw Zhu Muyun, Yang Zhi immediately said impatiently. His current life is much more nourishing than in the Political Security Bureau, and all of this is given by Zhu Muyun.

Zhu Muyun was on Liushui Continent, which also made him suffer. Now, let him live a fairy-like life again. This trick was both graceful and powerful, so that Yang Zhi was obedient in front of Zhu Muyun.

"Tell me about the recent situation." Zhu Muyun said with a deep groan.

"I haven't done anything lately, I went to the hospital in the morning to change dressings, and in the afternoon I soaked in Donghe Theater. Not to mention, there are a lot of dragons and snakes here, and you can hear any news. Yang Zhi said with a smile.

"Tell me, what have you heard?" Zhu Muyun asked quietly.

"I wonder what the Seat wants to know?" Yang Zhi said that he likes to be lively, has money in his hands, chats with people, listens to plays, eats and drinks here, and lives like a fairy.

"There have been several robberies in the French Concession, have you heard any news?" Zhu Muyun asked.