is still in the backyard of the Ju Society, still with a big mouth and heartwarming feet, and the jujube wood pole has also been discounted by two, but the character who is greeted so carefully is the manager of the Ju Society who is still smeared with thick wound medicine on his body, and the character who serves the manager of the Ju Society has also been replaced by the treasurer of the Ju Society, Zuo Zhisuke, the winner of the Ju Society!

negotiated the price, held the scene, and brought a group of Jushe guys with hard fire in their arms and bicycles under their feet, and a dark pile surrounded the two green-skinned gangsters in Sijiu City to get a ransom and buy it back, which should have been a stable deal.

I didn't expect that it was just an hour later, and the manager of the Ju Society called even the hot and burned to make a few pieces of good skin and meat, and asked someone to take a car from all over the world that he touched casually, and the other Ju Society guys and dark piles were also all white ash with a face, and when they walked on the street, they were called a bunch of live Cao Cao and gave people a ticket for "Drumming and Scolding Cao"?

It also looked at the time when the manager of the Ju Society asked people to even burn the scalding to make it look like a roast duck, and they didn't forget to risk their lives to protect the night pigeon in the bird cage. As soon as a few pairs of ointments prepared from the secret recipes in Tongrentang were wiped, the manager of the Ju Society, who was originally crying wolf, suddenly felt cool, and the walnut-sized bubbles were also accepted.

But at this time, when I took a closer look at the night pigeon, the half-dead drunkenness who was dedicated to serving the pigeons was dumbfounded—the pigeon was really right, it was the precious night pigeon raised in the Chrysanthemum Society. But no matter how much the pigeon teased that night, a pair of wings could not be opened, and could only jump and flutter on the ground like a chicken, and could not even fly up the higher table!

I looked at it carefully for a long time, only waiting until it was dark. The guy from the Ju Society, who specializes in serving pigeons, only saw some clues - the wings of the pigeon that night were brushed with a thin layer of glue, which could not be washed with water and scratched by the knife, even if the pigeon changed its feathers by itself this night, the feathers that fell off had to be hung on the pigeon and dangled for a long time, and it could turn a pigeon that was worth a lot of money into a waste that no one wanted to lose money!

Watching a thousand oceans drift away. The pigeons that were redeemed could only get out of the soup pot, and Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa, who was not angry and wanted to find a scapegoat in a hurry, was not ambiguous at all, and summoned all the men from the top and bottom of the Ju Society to execute in public, and beat the steward of the Ju Society, who was still lying on the kang to recuperate, only half a breath left, lying on the ground and convulsing vigorously, and he couldn't see the sun of Ming'er when he saw it.

Squinting with bloodshot eyes. Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa looked at the appearance of the big drunken people gathered in the backyard of the Ju Society, and the newly replaced jujube wood pole in his hand was suddenly raised high, and he went straight to the head of the Ju Society steward who was lying on the ground!

Most of the communication between the Kikusha and the Kikusha is transmitted through the radio hidden in the backyard of the Kikusha. But when the winter comes, when the wind and snow are raging in the northland, the radio station is almost useless. Only by relying on this carefully trained carrier pigeon to transmit news back and forth can the communication between the Chrysanthemum Society and the Chrysanthemum Agency be maintained.

At present, it is bullfighting, exotic beast pictures, and white-faced trading, and several major events are at the juncture, if you really cut off contact with the chrysanthemum agency at this time, even if there is a little mistake, I am afraid that whether you can sit firmly in the chair of the shopkeeper of the chrysanthemum society does not matter, and whether your head can rest on your shoulders and carry it on your head is still mysterious!

Don't look for a plausible scapegoat. I'm just afraid that those murderous characters in the chrysanthemum organ don't blink, so I have to set off and run to Sijiu City to get my head?!

Listening to the sound of the skull of the Ju Society steward shattering, the corner of his eye also caught a glimpse of the Ju Sheda who was surrounded around him, and he couldn't help but tremble several times, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa gently threw away the jujube wood pole in his hand, and said in Japanese in a low voice: "Can the radio contact the general number?"

Sincerely, one of the men of the Kikusha fell on his knees, put his forehead on the ground, and replied in Japanese in a trembling voice, in accordance with the standard Japanese etiquette: "Your Excellency, I beg your pardon! It may be because of the recent weather around Beiping City, the radio station has never been able to guarantee smooth communication. Already trying to figure out how to solve such a problem. But in any case, please give me a little more time, even if it is a desperate life, I must try my best to get in touch with the general number! ”

With a noncommittal cold snort, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa turned his head to look at the other Jushe guy: "What about the contact point located outside Beiping City?" How are they doing?"

Also kneel down on your knees and put your forehead on the ground. The guy who is usually in charge of the transportation of Kikusha's goods also replied in Japanese: "The heavy snow outside the city has destroyed the two contact points, and their radio station cannot communicate with the main number, and all personnel can only evacuate to the last contact point and wait for the new order of the main number!"

Before Sanosuke Katsumasa could speak, a rhythmic knock suddenly sounded outside the small corner door in the backyard of the Kikusha. With the sound of a knock on the door outside the small corner door, the guy in charge of the whistle in the Ju Society was already wearing a thick black cloth quilt, stood up from the roof, and whispered to the courtyard: "It's Mu Yuanjun from the village outside the city, there is no one else behind him!"

As soon as he heard the whispered words of the guy who was on the roof whistle, Sanosuke Katsumasa was suddenly shocked, turned around like lightning, and shouted to the wooden mound who had just walked into the courtyard from the small corner gate, "Why are you back?" What about the others?"

Although his whole body was wrapped in thick cold-proof clothes, and two fur hats were tied with wide strips of cloth on his head to cover his face, Mu Yuanque, who was five short figures, was still blue from the cold, his lips were black, and he trembled for a long time before he stumbled and squeezed out a sentence towards Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa: "Han Han Liangpin ran away!"

Grabbing the placket of Kiji's stubble-covered clothes, Sanosuke Katsumasa almost roared in anger and shouted, "What the hell is going on?!"

took over the Shanxi Laofen wine brought by a jusher-upper-minded guy in a hurry, and Mu Yan poured down half a bottle of Shanxi Laofen wine in one go, and then he barely took a breath, and shouted as if he was dead and recovering from his death: "At dinner, Han Liangpin went to buy some meat and spirits near the village, and also spent money to hire a mule as a leg force!" Wait until after dark. Han Liangpin actually took a torch and wanted to ignite the hay pile, but fortunately, he was discovered by me and Yamama-kun and extinguished the open fire on the hay pile in time, but Han Liangpin also took this opportunity to escape from the village! Now Yamaga-kun and a few other companions are guarding the bull in the courtyard, and I have rushed back to report it."

Frowning, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa slowly let go of Mu Yuan's clothes, and asked Mu Yuan, who was panting, with a deep groan, "When Han Liangpin escaped, did he take the things he bought?"

Nodding heavily, Mu Yuan replied without hesitation, "Take it all!" We went to the house where he lived, and he took a wolfskin mattress from the bed! ”

"In which direction is he going?"

"It's too dark, we can only see him walking along the main road, but there is a fork in the road from the courtyard, one side is facing the city, and on the other side, Your Excellency, will Han Liangpin already know about our contact point outside the city?!"

With his hands behind his back, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and shouted to the Kikusha guys who were standing in the courtyard: "Divide the manpower, and immediately go out of the city to notify the people of the contact point to move to the alternate location immediately!" Remember, hold that old guy in the palm of your hand no matter what! You can dispose of him as a last resort! ”

Seeing that the three Ju Society guys moved in response, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa's heart moved again, and he shouted at the other Ju Club guys: "You guys go too!" After leaving the city, you go in the other two directions, and then turn back after dawn! ”

In just a moment, those Jushe guys who were about to leave the city had already received some sidearms from the side hall. One of the Kikusha guys carefully closed the safety of the southern-style pistol, and asked in a low voice to Sanosuke Katsumasa, who was standing in the courtyard with a gloomy face, "Your Excellency, if we see Han Liangpin on the road, can we?"

Glancing at the Kikusha guy with a fierce look in his eyes, Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa shook his head without hesitation: "In the field, you are not his opponent, even if you have a gun!" If you meet Han Liangpin on the road, you must have someone to go to the contact point to report the news, and you are never allowed to fight with him! Remember, even a hundred Han Liangpins are not half as important as our point of contact! ”

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa's order, looking at Zuo Zhisuke Katsumasa's gloomy face, and then looking at the entity of the Kikusha steward lying on the ground who was gradually stiffening, several Kikusha guys who were about to leave the city bent down towards Sanosuke Katsumasa at the same time: "Hai!"

Pushed open the small corner gate in the backyard of the Ju Society, and several Ju Society guys ran along the narrow alley outside the small corner gate and ran straight towards a courtyard that had long been closed not far away. With the men of the Ju Society who rushed to the front, they gently knocked on the door of the courtyard, and from the black-lit courtyard, there were a few gentle coughs.

didn't open his mouth to call the door, the Jushe guy standing in front of the courtyard courtyard reached out and pinched the cold copper knocker, and continued to knock in an orderly manner. After knocking twice according to what sounded like the gongs and drums on the stage, the closed courtyard door suddenly opened, and a strong man in a thick cotton robe stood beside the dark doorway, and without saying a word, he gave way to the courtyard.

And in the courtyard, a dead wind lamp covered in black cloth shone with a ghostly glow, barely illuminating a huge cellar with an opening in the courtyard. Along the slope of the cellar opening, tall horses with wheat straw and thick cloth wrapped in their hooves had been quietly pulled out by several other strong men