"Huh...... Rickshaw? Seeing the rickshaw, Fang Buwei, who pretended to be a drunk, shouted "stop" ecstatically as if he had found a treasure...... Stop it! ”

Fang Buwei crossed his legs, opened his arms, and posed in a "big" shape, blocking the middle of the alley.

The total width of the lane is more than one meter, and it is all blocked by Fang.

It was not clear whether Fang Buwei was a real drunk or a fake drunk, except whether there was an ambush nearby, Hu Yueming did not dare to let the guards turn around.

The coachman pulled the car, slowed down, and slowly approached Fang Buwei.

The distance between the two was less than two meters, and Hu Yueming could even smell the smell of wine that Fang Buwei spewed.

Looks like a drunk.

Hu Yueming gave the guards around him a look, and the guards put away their guns and jumped out of the car first.

"Nong-La-Kuza?" The guard pointed at Fang Buwei and shouted.

Fang Buwei almost laughed.

It was originally a glutinous and sweet Wu language, but the guards shouted out the charm of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

If this guard hadn't come out of northern Shaanxi, Fang Buwei would not have dared to eat the glass bottle in his hand.

"Sit...... ...... by car" Fang Buwei said with a slanted gaze holding a wine bottle, pointing to the rickshaw.

"What kind of truth is this...... Don't see anyone in the car? The guard glared at Fang Buwei and asked.

"Lao Tzu...... No matter what, Lao Tzu wants to ...... ...... in the car," Fang Buwei shouted as he bit his tongue.

This is looking for a call, right?

The guard looked at Fang Buwei and smirked.

By the moonlight, Hu Yueming glanced at Fang Buwei's outfit.

Short coat, long pants and wide cloth shoes, but the weather is warm and cold, but he is open, but fortunately, his chest is white and thin, and there is no chest hair, otherwise he will look like a villain.

Looks like a gangster.

The guard and the coachman glanced at each other, the coachman glanced behind Fang Buwei, and saw no more figures, turned his head again, and nodded slightly to his companion, meaning that only Fang Buwei was alone.

The guard turned his head again and looked at Hu Yueming, who was still sitting in the car.

Hu Yueming shook his head slightly.

If it's not an enemy, there's no need to do it.

The French Concession was originally a gathering place for gang elements, and if you fight one, you may attract a nest.

Moreover, it is not easy to find a stronghold that can hide the radio station and receive and receive telegrams at any time, and Hu Yueming does not want to cause trouble without causing trouble.

"Send him first!" Hu Yueming also got out of the car and stepped aside.

As soon as he heard Hu Yueming's voice, Fang Buwei's heart was relieved.

Alright, it's him.

Fang didn't bother so much, in order to determine Hu Yueming's identity.

A tracker submerged into Hu Yueming and his body.

"Cool!" Fang Buwei gave a thumbs up and staggered to the car.

Hu Yueming stood on Fang Buwei's side, staring at him without blinking.

Vigilance is so high!

Fang Buwei glared at Hu Yueming with drunken eyes, and Hu Yueming smiled slightly.

"Slow down!" The rickshaw driver took advantage of the situation to help Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei felt that a pair of big hands swept over his chest, back and waist in an instant.

The action is so fast!

Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

Fortunately, he was prepared and stuck the gun in his trouser leg.

Fang Buwei sat down in the car for a "bang", and the driver shook his head gently while turning around.

It seems that it is really a drunkard, it is indeed a coincidence!

Hu Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are the guests?" The coachman asked, lifting the handlebars.

"Le Chun Tang ......" is not a reply.

The coachman pursed his lips secretly.

Le Chun Tang is a brothel, just in the French Concession, not far from here.

The rickshaw was out of the way, and when it turned the corner, Fang Buwei took advantage of the situation to glance back, and Hu Yueming and the guard were still standing in place.

"Sir, will there be a problem?" The guard looked at the rickshaw that turned out of the alley and asked Hu Yueming.

"Probably not!" Hu Yueming shook his head.

Fang Buwei's squirting of alcohol was not fake, and he didn't have a knife or gun on his body, not like a spy.

Again, if the location of the stronghold or his identity is revealed, it won't be just one person.

Fang Buwei appeared too suddenly, but it showed that it was really a coincidence.

"Let's go!" Hu Yueming beckoned and walked towards the other end of the alley.

When he arrived at Lechun Hall, after the coachman left, Fang Bu made an excuse that he didn't look good, dropped the money, and secretly returned to his residence.

It's easy to scare people at night, and if it's not good, it will create misunderstandings, and it's not a good time to contact alone.

Fang Buwei was not prepared to contact Hu Yue when he went out alone tomorrow.

At noon the next day, Fang Buwei came to wait for the opportunity.

When Hu Yueming left the French Concession, he should have taken a rickshaw and walked for half an hour before stopping.

Comparing the map, Hu Yueming's current location is in the central area of the public concession, that is, the British concession.

Fang Buwei changed into a neat suit, dressed as a successful person, didn't bring a single guard, and went out alone.

Hu Yueming may have been seeing someone, but when Fang Buwei rushed to the British Concession, he never moved.

After getting out of the rickshaw, Fang Buwei glanced at Hu Yueming less than twenty meters away from him.

Star Films?

Looking at the few big words on the door, Fang Buwei was secretly surprised.

After listening to it more than once, Fang Buwei had already been thunderous.

Hu Die and Ruan Lingyu are all from this company.

What is Hu Yueming doing here?

Fang Buwei got out of the car, glanced left and right, and saw that the walls on both sides of the door were covered with posters, and one was particularly conspicuous.

The huge black-and-white poster occupies a small half of the wall, and the outside is surrounded by white paper flowers, which is Ruan Lingyu's posthumous photo.

A generation of beauties was trapped by love, but in the end they chose to commit suicide?

Fang Buwei shook his head.

Just shaking his head unintentionally, Fang Buwei saw the four eye-catching big characters "Children of the Storm" on another poster!

It is the poster of "Children of the Storm" that will be released.

I'm going to go!

Fang Buwei's eyes widened violently.

No matter how bad his memory is, he knows the significance of this movie.

The national anthem was adapted from the theme song of the film.

He only remembered that the national anthem was from this movie, but he didn't know that the movie was released by a star company, and he didn't know that it was released this year.

Fang Buwei looked at it carefully.

In the compilation column, he saw two names that were often seen in Chinese textbooks in his previous life, Xia Yan, Tian Khan.

Fang Buwei finally knew what Hu Yueming was doing here.

Do you know too much?

Fang Buwei sighed secretly. After waiting for another hour, Fang Buwei saw Hu Yueming and a thin middle-aged man come out of the film company together.

The two are not the same, suits and leather shoes, and leather shoes are shiny.

Fang Buwei heard Hu Yueming call him "Duan Xian!" from afar! ”

The two of them talked and laughed, as if they were talking about some literary work, saying that they were going to meet some friends in the "Three Friends Room".