As soon as Wang Jiyu and Zuo Hui entered this green building, they attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby. It's a bit far-fetched to say that these people are all handsome by them, after all, the appearance of this thing has its own eyes, and it is very likely that you will be regarded as a sissy when you look at the beautiful people.

But the figure of these two simple male models is really eye-catching in this era, due to the relationship between the dietary structure, this kind of height of one meter eight and almost one meter nine is really rare in these years.

"Two gentlemen, do you have a good girl?" Seeing the two of them dressed in Western-style dresses, the bustard, who thought they were making a big business, immediately greeted them.

"Open us a clean room." Zuo Hui also filmed a costume drama about visiting the Qinglou, and immediately put on a president-like indifferent face that ignores him.

"Huh? Only one room for two? "The old bustard looked confused, is this how this fake foreign devil plays?

"What nonsense? I still need you to take care of how you want to play? Zuo Hui said and popped an eagle yuan with his thumb at the bustard.

"Okay, let's go to the room!" I saw the old bustard take the Mexican eagle dollar with both hands together, and said with a smile after feeling the weight of the silver coin.

After speaking, the old bustard was about to turn around and lead the two high-rollers to the guest room, but he saw two handsome men followed by a woman who was also handsome.

"Two gentlemen, this ...... Why do you still bring a female dependent? Seeing these two people visiting Fengyue places with their female dependents, the old bustard now gave birth to a feeling that we don't understand the world of rich people.

"What's the matter, you still have restrictions on how to play here?" Zuo Hui lit the cigar in his mouth as he spoke.

I'm rubbing, this real Nyima is a high roller! When the bustard saw Zuo Hui's action of lighting a cigar, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Did Zuo Hui order a priceless cigar? Oh, even if it's a rare cigar, the old bustard can't see it. This swaggering cigar ordering action is not imitated by Fa Ge's famous cigarette lighting action in the movie, the difference is that the latter lights a knife, and this product is used to light cigars with a face value of one pound banknote.

The Chinese people of this era have always been indifferent to paper money, especially this kind of pound banknote with as many as eight versions, but this is Hong Kong under the jurisdiction of the British colonial government, and the old bustard knows the purchasing power of one pound no matter how ignorant he is.

"No limit! No limits! The bustard said with a smiling face, but at this time, what he muttered in his heart was that you gave me that piece of paper, you love to play with dripping candles and whips, so it's not all up to you!

Soon the two men and a woman were led by the bustard to a house in a secluded part of the backyard, and when the bustard was about to introduce himself to the top card with the highest price here, the old man who was playing with a cigar made another strange request.

"Call your boy named He Wencheng!" Zuo Hui said.

"Huh? Do you say that again, sir? "The bustard feels that his worldview has collapsed, is the current Western play so exciting?

"Oh, take it, don't ask again, call someone for me!" Zuo Hui said and auctioned out another silver dollar.

Considering that the time for him to brush the copy is only four days, well, it will only be three days and a few hours from now, and the funds "borrowed" from Sun Mansion are also very abundant, Zuo Hui immediately performed a local tyrant who can solve it with money and try not to beep.

Long Mei's cousin, who had been stabbed a thousand times, slipped away to the upper room in the backyard after hearing the bustard's greeting. In the past two days, he has lost a lot in the gambling stall, and he is thinking about asking for more rewards from those two high rollers.

"Huh!? How could it be you, cousin! After entering the house and bringing the door, he turned around and saw the cousin who was entangled by his own greedy ink, and He Wencheng's jaw was about to drop.

"No surprise!? Surprised, huh? Zuo Hui said jokingly as he slipped the M10 wheel with his hand.

"That, cousin, I will definitely pay back the fare, for the sake of relatives, you will spare this time as a brother!" He Wencheng's desire to survive was still very strong, and he immediately knelt on the ground and knocked his head like pounding garlic.

"Hey! How much money did our brothers tip out just now, didn't you receive the wind? Zuo Ye, I don't use less pounds to order cigars than you get from Xiaomei, right? Zuo Hui said.

To tell the truth, Zuo Hui is not messy, the gold content of the pound sterling in these years is very good, and the banknote that is clicked off can almost buy a ticket to Dongwanlu.

"He Wencheng, you should know who we are, right?" Wang Jiyu, who has been silent since entering the Qinglou, said.

"Two gentlemen, forgive the little one's clumsy eyes, the little one can't see the origin of the two!" He Wencheng's eyes rolled and he insisted that he didn't see anything.

"Well, dare to love this is a waste who can only gamble money, kill it and it's over!" Zuo Hui continued to sing about his black face.

"No, no, little dare to guess, I'm afraid the two of you won't be from the Great Song Dynasty, right?" He Wencheng said.

This bit of eyesight is still there for He Wencheng, in fact, he is the one who has been buying newspapers for his cousin, and he still has a little bit of knowledge of the Great Song people who turned their hands into clouds and rain in the Far East and South Tai.

"Hehe, just guess it, you don't have the idea of going to the police station to report us, right?" Zuo Hui said.

"O conscience of heaven and earth! Even if I have the idea of betraying my cousin, I don't dare to betray the two masters!? He Wencheng said with a sad cry.

In fact, the idea of betraying her cousin is true, if it weren't for a woman like Long Mei, who is one meter six tall and doesn't wrap her feet, she would have been abducted and sold. But the kind of thought of betraying Zuo Hui and Wang Jiyu He Wencheng didn't dare to have, and this really came down to the Military Intelligence Department under the leadership of Lu Xiaobei.

Hong Kong, as the main material transit station of Dong Wanlu, will inevitably encounter some troubles here, even when the relationship with John Bull is relatively good, there will be some "adventurers" who do not hesitate to take risks for the sake of being abducted.

Unlike Huang Xiaolei, who sues and sues at every turn, Lu Xiaobei prefers another efficient and faster method - kill!

Whether it is sending peripheral killers from the MI or hanging a high amount of dark red to the local forces, Lu Xiaobei only needs one result - those who cross the trap must die, even if others run to the British Governor's Mansion in Hong Kong.

Reporting to the British authorities in Hong Kong about the Great Song people in exchange for bounties? You are afraid that if you don't have money, you will have to report it to Lord Yan, and this common sense is still available to He Wencheng.

"Now Xiaomei is also our person, what do you think we should do with the account you owe her?" Wang Jiyu said.

"Huh? Xiaomei is one of yours? He Wencheng looked at Long Mei suspiciously.

"Look at your chopped off fingers, I'm afraid you can't afford to pay back the money you owe Xiaomei, do you want me to show you a way to live?" Wang Jiyu continued to induce.

After He Wencheng kowtowed his head again like pounding garlic, and swore all kinds of poisonous swears to be loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, Zuo Hui smiled and asked him to call two young ladies who had a better relationship with him in.

"Huh? It's called two? He Wencheng was stunned again, he was talking about the arrears just now, why did he jump to play again immediately? And this cousin is still in this house, is that really good?

"Well, call the two, the voice should be loud and obedient, well, you won't chew the root of your tongue when you go out!" Zuo Hui said.

Just when these two fools were happily ordering in the Qinglou, Zhao Yiyi in the war room in the green paint area of the Liaodong Peninsula went crazy again.

"This Nima still won't let people record it? I have endured the rookie police and rookie special forces, and now I am sending actors to Hong Kong, a place of right and wrong, the 'director team', you think our acting skills are not enough, right? Zhao Yi looked at the map of Nantai that he had memorized for a long time and said.

"Our 'Dreadnought 2'-class destroyer can only accompany the 'Sea Giant' to float slowly, and I can't get to Hong Kong after thinking about it for a while!" Luo Can said.

"The Greyback Falcon is also being overhauled right now, even if you want to drop it there. That's also very difficult to achieve. Hao Dajian said.

"Where's our Brandenburg-class frigate?" Zhao Yi asked.

"GPS shows that it has been lingering in the waters near Scarborough Shoal." Ma Xiaoyi reported.

"Marcose, that bastard, what is this for? Fishing there? Zhao Yi shouted.

Catch fish? Well, those rough embryos on the F217 ship are really idle to the point of fishing with a rod. Marcose really underestimated the work of carving and erecting monuments, and those rough embryos who landed on the island originally thought that they could complete the work in a few hours, but it was still not completed after a night.

Fortunately, there was a sudden turn of gods on the Manila side, and the Spaniards not only had to face the counterattack of the natives, but even the few broken warships that were parked in the harbor also sank by themselves, and now there is time for them to slowly grind.

"Captain, the 'director team' is sending people in Hong Kong again, and the command center of the green paint area let us rush to Hong Kong waters!" The first mate of F217 used the radio to inform Marcos, who was supervising the construction on Scarborough Shoal.

"What? Hong Kong!? It's not our de facto control zone, why? Marcos screamed.