Although Ah Xiang's thin body can't support her once plump upper circumference, dressing her is still a very glamorous thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, but the spy was not at all glamorous - in front of the mortal plague god Gong Zhu, he did not want to cause any more trouble.

When he finished the work at hand in an orderly manner, Gong Zhu yelled at him again: "Drag this dead ghost out for me, you--wait for my orders at the door." ”

The agent reluctantly dragged his companion's corpse out. Gong Zhu immediately put on a pleasant face and came to Ah Xiang: "Sister, you are frightened, you are suffering!" I'm so sorry! Come, sit down for a while. ”

Ah Xiang saw that this woman who was still fierce and vicious, and took the life of that big man when she made a move, was so polite to herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled by the second monk. But she regretted in her heart: "Frightened? It's a little bit, but suffering is not necessarily. Sister, I haven't received a guest for a long time, and I've always wanted a strong man to have a good time, but I finally waited until a macho man became interested in me and played a one-on-two game with me in a novel way, but you were disturbed by a lever in your sideways! Hey, you're sorry for me, but it's a pity that you're a woman, if you're a man, you can play with me one more time to compensate me! ”

However, Ah Xiang is still quite grateful to Gong Zhu for rescuing him this time - prostitutes also have a sense of right and wrong!

In fact, this is where Gong Zhu's genius lies. She just wants Ah Xiang to be grateful to herself, so as to build trust in herself, so that she can take out Miao Cuihua's whereabouts from Ah Xiang's mouth.

Ah Xiangcheng sat on the chair in fear, and her body was still immersed in Fang Cai's sexual agitation and couldn't extricate herself, so she was stunned and didn't speak.

Gong Zhu regarded Ah Xiang's ignorance as fear - she was not familiar with the mentality of prostitutes, and she did not know that prostitutes had all gone through the world and seen red noses and green eyebrows (referring to foreigners), and they had seen a lot of violent scenes and sexual assaults, so they were not stunned at all.

"I'm seventy-six, and my surname is Gong. We have a colleague who is a friend of Ah Lian, and he asked me to help him find Ah Lian! Gong Zhu has never made drafts when he brags, and it is full of true details and false words, which is difficult for ordinary people to hear the flaws. Her tone was very polite and her attitude was very sincere, thinking of the desperate way she had "saved" herself just now, Ah Xiang was convinced of her words. But Ah Xiang also heard the meaning of Gong Zhu's words -- "I am from No. 76," and everyone in Shanghai knows what this "No. 76" is for -- it represents authority and the power of life and death. Of course, Ah Xiang knew the weight of Gong Zhu's words-if she dared to lie to the other party, she would definitely die a miserable death--she had heard countless horror stories about No. 76, and had heard of the prestige of Li Shiqun, Wu Sibao, and Yu Aizhen, who were like people who called for wind and rain and killed people like grass and mustard on the beach, so she didn't want to experience it for herself.

"Unlucky, why is it seventy-six?" She muttered to herself in her stomach. Fortunately, the woman on the other side seems to be polite to herself, and it is estimated that it will not be too difficult for herself, and she will probably let herself go after asking a few words.

"Your friend Ah Fang told me that you just met Miao Cuihua recently, can you tell me where she is?" Gong Zhu said unhurriedly, as if this matter had little to do with her, "As long as you tell the truth, I will let you go back immediately." ”

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The sun seems to rise higher in Yan'an, northern Shaanxi Province, than in Shanghai on the East China Sea, and thanks to the specific heat of the soil, the temperature rises much faster than Shanghai. By the time Mu Yulu woke up again, the air in the cave was already a little hot.

The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was still the stone heart with her head tightly wrapped in gauze and bandages, and she was unconscious.

"My former lover is now my father's killer......" she didn't dare to think further, at this moment, her heart was already broken.

"What should I do?" The unsolvable question once again came to her mind, "Kill him to avenge her father?" But I ...... But how can I do it? So...... Forget the hatred and continue to be with the heart brother? But I ...... But how can I be worthy of my loving father, who gave birth to me and raised me? How can you be worthy of your mother who died with hatred? ”

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When the sunlight shone directly into the flying Chinese-style eaves of the Tongtian Grand Theater on Tiantongan Road in Zhabei District, Shanghai, and cast the shadows of the evil beasts squatting on the warped corners behind their buttocks, Gong Zhu, a beautiful spy at No. 76, was standing in front of the window of a box facing the street on the second floor of the theater, looking down at the row of military vehicles of the Wang puppet Peace Founding Army parked on both sides of Tiantongan Road downstairs -- a few bored drivers sat in the cab with the open window smoking cigarettes, and spit out wisps of pale blue green smoke out of the window--yes, The officers and soldiers of the Peace Founding Nation inside and outside the Tongtian Theater are all genuine, only the registration personnel behind the three desks in the theater hall and the certificate issuing personnel in the last room are the military uniformed spies brought by Gong Zhu from No. 76.

"It's good now, I finally found Miao Cuihua's whereabouts, and my efforts these days have not been in vain!" Gong Zhu thought with relief. Now, Ah Fang and Ah Xiang have been escorted back to the headquarters at No. 76 on Jisfeier Road by her agents and locked up in solitary confinement, presumably complaining that her words are not enough.

Thinking of this, the corners of Gong Zhu's mouth couldn't help but hang a contemptuous sneer. But when she thought of who should continue to follow up on Miao Cuihua's whereabouts, her brows furrowed: "Let Wang Zi track it down?" No, this is equivalent to giving him a chance to rekindle his old relationship with Miao Cuihua. If he only wants to be with Miao Cuihua, it would be fine for me and me, in case he is horny and does something that violates discipline, it will be miserable! ”

The more Gong Zhu thought about it, the more he felt that his concerns were reasonable, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, "Well, then...... I'll find out for myself. She crossed her hands and hugged her shoulders, but her brow furrowed even deeper, because she suddenly remembered Ah Xiang's confession - Ah Xiang told her that Miao Cuihua had found a rich long-term meal ticket, lived in the area of Hailun Road in the Hongkou Japanese Concession, and lived a happy life. The problem is that the area around Helen Road is Japanese territory. Running to the Japanese concession and the area to arrest people without the consent of the Japanese is tantamount to setting himself on fire -- even Li Shiqun, the boss of No. 76, may not have such courage.

"What should I do?" Gong Zhu hesitated, "Is it worth taking such a big risk of offending the Japanese in order to catch a prostitute?" ”