Xiaobao walked down Dazhi Street and wanted to find the St. Louis bar that he had heard about in a small restaurant. But he walked back and forth on Dazhi Street and didn't find it.

Finally he stopped in front of a big-looking nightclub. Looking at the flashing neon lights and looking down at his suit and leather shoes, Xiaobao was very satisfied.

Lao Tzu has the appearance of a little white face, and there are thick banknotes in his pockets, who are you afraid of!

As soon as Xiaobao walked into the lobby of the nightclub, a waiter greeted him.

"Sir, how many?" The waiter asked with a smile.

Xiaobao didn't even look at the waiter, took out a banknote from the pocket of his suit with two fingers, threw it over, and said, "One! Help me find a front and middle spot! ”

The waiter quickly stuffed the banknote into his pocket and walked in as quickly as a full string, and turned around with a smile and beckoned Xiaobao to follow.

Money makes the devil grind, and it's still early for nightclubs, and some people just like to sit in the corner with the lights flickering. So there's a lot of space ahead.

The waiter kindly asked Xiaobao to sit down at a table in the middle of the front.

"The song and dance are about to begin. It's just that now that there are new rules, maybe Mr. will not look as good as before. The waiter said with regret.

"I know." Xiaobao nodded and said. There used to be a lot of daring cabaret performances in bars and nightclubs in Harbin. Recently, however, in order to reflect the new atmosphere of Manchukuo society, the Japanese have banned all performances that are too explicit. In other words, it is legal to sell meat, but it is illegal to look at meat.

"Bring me a nice bottle of wine." Xiaobao commanded.

The waiter hurriedly nodded in agreement and walked away. After a while, he took a bottle of red wine and a plate of fruit and put it on the table. He poured a little bit of Xiaobao into the goblet and retreated.

The lights on the roof of the hall were dim and swirling, shining on everyone.

Xiaobao took out a box of beautiful brand cigarettes, smoked one, lit it and smoked. He is actually more accustomed to smoking cigarette pouches, which is a habit that has been cultivated since childhood. After arriving in Harbin, Xiaobao changed the habit of making people look at turtles.

Soon the cabaret began to begin. More than a dozen Russian girls danced sailor dances with bobos on their heads, navy hats from the former Tsarist Russian era.

The lights shone on the bright and moving faces. All the girls had a shallow smile on their faces.

Whenever the girls kicked high, the skirts fluttered. Xiaobao, who was sitting at the front, could feel a light breeze blowing.

The hands are two doors, and they all rely on their legs to hit people. What kind of dance are these girls dancing, they should go to practice martial arts. Xiaobao couldn't help but admire these long legs.

I don't know when the chatter of men and women in the lobby of the nightclub stopped abruptly. Three young men in their twenties walked between the stage and the seating area.

The rhythm of the movements of a dozen Russian girls on the stage has also become messy. As they danced, they involuntarily retreated to the back of the ballroom.

"Pick which one you like, wait until I start first, you two brothers can only eat the rest." The young man standing at the front smiled at the two in the back.

"Brother Cao, you come first. Our brothers are not in a hurry. Another young man said with a smile.

"You're not in a hurry, and I'm not in a hurry. Let's sit down and pick slowly. With that, the young man turned to look over to the seating area. Judging by the look on his face, it was as easy and casual as his own home.

The moment the three boys walked to the front, Xiaobao saw it. All the people in the hall saw it. And everyone guessed that these three people were probably the three sons who had a good time in Harbin recently.

When the kid at the front walked towards the seating area, everyone was nervous. Only Xiaobao was curious about a large number of young people who walked in the front, guessing that he should be Cao Changqing's bastard Cao Jingyi, who even his father's aunt and wife dared to bully.

Now Manchukuo is full of inquiries and spies, just like Li Wanfu that Xiaobao just met in the restaurant. Xiaobao didn't know what bad effects would be if he flattened these three deflated calves here tonight.

The young man may have smoked his eyes from the cigarette smoke in the corner of his mouth. He flicked the cigarette, and the cigarette flew in an arc towards the seating area. Caused a scream from the women.

He glanced at it and found that among these people, Xiaobao was still sitting steadily, looking unconcerned.

In line with the bastard character of pouting with a stick and not being afraid of his hands, he walked up to Xiaobao and roared, "Get out!" ”

Then he looked up triumphantly at everyone in front of him. Needless to say, this unrecognizable kid in front of him must have run away. This is the highlight moment of Cao Dagongzi's pretending. But all he saw in the eyes of the people was a look of amazement.

As he looked down in confusion, a cigarette butt was flying towards him with a dark red dot. He hurriedly lowered his head, and the cigarette butt landed right on his hair.

"You want to die! If I don't kill you today, I'll write the word backwards! After hurriedly brushing off the cigarette butt, Cao Jingyi yelled angrily. After saying that, he reached for his waist and touched the gun.

But before he could pull out his pistol, the sole of a leather shoe was slammed on his face. Cao Jingyi felt the most pain not in his face, but in his neck. He seemed to hear the soft rattle of his own neck bones.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

The two sons of Director Yang of the Harbin Municipal Police Department trembled twice and subconsciously reached out to touch their waists, only then did they remember that they did not bring guns.

"Now we in Manchukuo live and work in peace and contentment, singing and dancing everywhere! Everyone contributed to the Japan-Manchurian Concord. How can there be a bastard like you! Xiaobao said awe-inspiringly.

Cao Jingyi is still conscious, and he feels his head on his right shoulder. What he wants most now is to find Lang Zhongzhenggu.

Xiaobao walked up to Cao Jingyi, bent down and retrieved a pistol and a wallet from his waist.

"I'll see what kind of immortal you are." Xiaobao said as he opened his wallet and saw that there was nothing but a stack of banknotes. He slipped his wallet into his pocket.

"Do you know who we are? You don't want to live anymore? The other two, the taller shouted, but there was fear in their voices. His father is the police chief of Harbin, but there are all kinds of immortals in Harbin. There are people who are bigger than the head of the police department. What's more, there are Japanese people on it. I don't know which one I met today with a more supportive person.

"For the sake of your mother's face, you two hurry up and roll the calves!" Xiaobao said disdainfully.

This sentence is very learned. This shows that he knew their mother. What he said was not for the sake of Director Yang's face, but for the face of their wife. This shows that the kid in front of him is not looking at the power of the police chief, but the relationship with their mother.

If it weren't for the fact that this arrogant kid was younger than himself, the two brothers would have thought that Xiaobao was taking advantage of them.

"Who the hell are you?" The eldest of the two brothers asked hesitantly.

"To go or not to go? If you don't leave, I'll let the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department arrest people! Xiaobao said angrily.

"Carry him away too! Go back and tell Cao Qingshan that if he can't educate him when he's sick, I can still help him educate! Xiaobao kicked Cao Jingyi, who was lying on the ground with his neck crooked, and said.

It seems that our bottom line is clear to this kid, and the two of them picked up Cao Jingyi and walked out of the hall without temper.