Nako Ono just lay there quietly, He Zifeng tilted her head slightly, and when she lay on the ground, the blue kimono did not have a trace of wrinkles. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He Zifeng felt that Nako Ono at this time thought of a blue enchantress on the dining table, Tu Tian rushed forward, observed it carefully, and turned back to He Zifeng and said, "It's potassium cyanide." ”

"Guessed." He Zifeng's voice was still indifferent, he looked at Tu Tianchong, and then silently put on his scarf again: "This is the end of the matter here, I'll leave first, please ask you for one thing." ”

"You say."

He Zifeng sighed: "In this prison, there is a little girl, six or seven years old, I want you to rescue her, and then send her safely to the rear." ”

"No problem, I will arrange a good family for her and let her live a good life."

He Zifeng looked up at Tu Tianchong, who sighed helplessly: "Don't look at me like this, I know very well in my heart that the child who is locked up here must have a tragic background." ”

Her elders...... All heroes! ”

After saying this, He Zifeng turned around and left, and he and Guo Haishan passed by, but they didn't pay any attention.

On the way back, He Zifeng's mood was very heavy, and in his mind, the images of some people kept appearing, everyone was sacrificing for the same faith, he looked up at the sky, the fireworks over the Bund of France were shining, and the wind was blowing, which seemed to be mixed with laughter.

And he ...... But the heart is desolate, in this country is ruined, the prosperity of the concession seems so deformed, on the Suzhou River, there are always a few corpses floating by every day, as if to remind the world, now is the time of war, but unfortunately no one will understand, everyone hurry up to enjoy, for fear of missing this second, will not be able to feel the joy.

The box on his back has been returned to his hand, walking on the spacious street, He Zifeng is like a traveler returning home, he looks up at the bright fireworks, and his mood gradually calms down.

The wharf on the Bund is one of the 29 wharves of the Green Gang in the French Concession, He Zifeng looked at Xiao Liu in front of him and handed him the box in his hand.

"The clothes are ready, just in that room, let's change into them and go to the event."

He Zifeng nodded, and when he rushed out of the room, he was already dressed in a straight suit, and the faint smell of perfume emanating from his body covered up the blood behind the gunsmoke, he straightened his tie, and then boarded the car that was exclusive to him.

The Bund in France has built a large high platform, up and down three floors, facing the Huangpu River, when He Zifeng arrived, the fireworks show had entered the second half of the performance time.

There was a huge stage on the river, and a group of dancers were singing and dancing, He Zifeng looked at it, but his eyes stayed on the corpse floating by the river.

Under the leadership of Long Kui, He Zifeng found the seventh master in the middle of the middle floor, smiled at him, and finally sat down beside him.

"Where did you run all night?" The seventh master had a smile on his face, since he became the president of this public security peacekeeping association, he was obviously busier than before, and a few times, He Zifeng didn't even know where to look for him.

"You're in big trouble." He Zifeng took out his snuffbox and smoked it, and looked at the confusion on the face of the seventh master: "Sakagaki Goji and Ono Nako are dead." ”

The seventh master was surprised: "What did you do?" ”

"But yes, you can also say no, I think Fu Xiao'an will definitely make a big deal about this matter, and your position may not be able to sit still." He Zifeng looked at the performance that had just ended below, and applauded symbolically: "Now that the military headquarters of the Japanese dispatch army may have received the news, it will definitely be a mess in the past few days, and the military police headquarters will be completely paralyzed, and the only one who can effectively organize the work is Mitsui Illumination." ”

He Zifeng's mind flashed to the young Japanese officer who had clearly analyzed the battle he had covered Tong Lan before, and his head couldn't help but tilt: "This person is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and those who can enter the military police headquarters are all elites of the military department." ”

The seventh master was not in a hurry, took out a cigar and lit it: "This president, it doesn't matter if it's wrong, it was to protect Mingzhe before, and some recent arrests have also given the Green Gang a bad reputation, and now that Sakagaki Yuji is dead, I just took this opportunity to leave the Public Security Peacekeeping Association." ”

"It's not that simple." He Zifeng shook his head: "Fu Xiao'an has a grudge against your eldest brother for a long time, you don't know what measures he took against the Green Gang after he became mayor, since you became the president, he has restrained a lot, of course, part of the reason for this is that Liu Wanshan is unwilling to conflict with us, if you don't do it at this time, you just fell into Fu Xiao'an's hands, when he has the Japanese government behind him, and the sharp knife of the Peacekeeping Association in his hand, the Green Gang wants to live a good life, I see it difficult." ”

When the seventh master heard this, his brows twisted into twists, and he reached out to scratch his bald head: "It's not like I haven't thought about what you said." He turned his head to look around, then approached He Zifeng slightly, and asked him, "Do you know when Shanghai opened its port?" ”

He Zifeng turned his head to look at the Seventh Master, he felt strange, why did the Seventh Master mention this matter at this time, but his mouth replied: "I know, in 1843, why did you suddenly say this?" ”

"In 1849, the French Concession was opened up in Shanghai, and when the Little Knife Society revolted, in order to reduce losses, it was incorporated into the British and American Concessions, and then in 1862, it broke away from the Ministry of Industry Bureau, and three years later established a separate Board of Directors. The Seventh Master slowly spat out a puff of cigarette: "Every five years, the board of directors has to be reshuffled, and Hua Dong's existence is actually to ensure the interests of the French in Shanghai." ”

"Therefore, the so-called Hua Dong is just a tool for foreigners to accumulate money in China, they will not care about the identity of Hua Dong, as long as you can obtain the greatest benefits for them, whether you are a gang member or a hooligan, you can do it."

He Zifeng's eyes never left Liu Feixu, who was performing on stage, and after the seventh master's voice fell, he sneered: "As far as I know, the last Hua Dong Su Liuquan was assassinated by the eldest brother, although you don't admit it, but the people on the rivers and lakes are very clear in their hearts, but they just tacitly understand it." ”

The seventh master laughed loudly: "That's right, I asked Tianchong to do it, it was because he sold big tobacco in the concession that I killed him, Chinese can't harm Chinese, and it is precisely because of this incident that there is such a stiffness between me and Richard, because I have damaged his interests in China." ”

"Then the purpose of telling me this thing is ......"

The seventh master smiled and turned his head to look at He Zifeng, he spit out a puff of cigarette: "This year is the 90th anniversary of the establishment of the French Concession, and it is also the day of the election of the new Hua Dong, I want you to run for this Hua Dong and be the biggest umbrella of the Qing Gang!" ”