Chapter Twenty-Nine: Forced to Leave
The fat eyes rolled, and his gaze swept swiftly between the Afa Europeans and the singers.
"This woman is working for me." Fat watched his companion get up from the ground, approached, and finally stopped on Ah Fa's face, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you. β
Thin and grinning, he was not lightly thrown by Ah Fa just now, and the kick was also very heavy, but he still reached out and grabbed the singer. The singer screamed, then pursed her lips and spat at the skinny.
"Let her go, or I'll kill you." Ah Fa struggled to control his voice to make it low, steady, and threatening, and he clenched his fists. He knew in his heart that if this thin man didn't let go, he would really make a move, or even pull out a gun, and at this time he felt the violence in his body jumping.
Skinny was clearly feeling the pressure of the fierce man who looked like a senior classman, and he let go of his hand and slowly wiped the saliva from his face.
"Well done!" Someone whispered behind Ah Fa.
Only then did Ah Fa notice that there were more people around, both Chinese and foreigners.
The singer no longer wept, but her whole body trembled, her face turned pale, and she wiped the blood with her fingers again, and still looked down with the same look of surprise she had just had.
"She's still a fierce person." The short foreigner said appreciatively, and some of the onlookers laughed.
"She owes me money, owes me a dollar." Fat blinked, still calm, as if nothing had happened.
"You work for the Red Gang?" Ah Fa narrowed his eyes and interrupted him defiantly.
Fat stared at Ah Fa, did not answer, and lowered his eyelids with some contempt.
"I see, then you have to be careful." The short foreigner was very observant, and when he saw this, he laughed gloomily, first in English, and then in blunt Chinese: "This is the territory of the Red Gang, you should know what the rules of the Red Gang are?" β
The fat eyes seemed to flicker, but his face did not move, and he repeated in a hoarse voice, "She owes me a dollar." β
The singer struggled to breathe in a disordered rhythm and said angrily, "He is talking nonsense, I don't owe him anything." β
Ah Fa took out the banknotes from his pocket and counted out a few.
"Hey, don't give him any of them!" The short foreigner objected in English: "He is a pimp, and wants to squeeze oil and water out of this girl, teach him a lesson, and then send him away." β
Ah Fa shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand holding the banknote in front of Fat, and looked at Fat's eyes with a dull and demanding look. As Fat reached out, he spread his fingers and let the bills fall. One of the bills fell on the fat cloth shoe, but the fat did not flinch, and the arrogant and evil expression on his face did not change at all. Thin but bent down and picked up the coins on the ground.
Looking at each other, Ah Fa's gaze was cold and firm, and his fat eyes moved slightly.
"I know you, and I know where you live." The short foreigner warned Fat, "If you don't leave, I will call the patrol to arrest you, or I will call a foreign patrol, and the Red Gang will clean you up." β
The fat eyes changed, and a different gaze flickered for a moment, "It's not enough. As he spoke, he suddenly turned and walked away. His staggering gait seemed bulky, but his fat body was able to leave with astonishing speed, and the thin man hurried after him.
"Oh my God, how fat this guy is." The short foreigner exclaimed, exaggeratedly, "If you lie down and roll, it will be much faster." β
Ah Fa smiled gratefully at the nosy short foreigner, no matter what, he was on his side just now, and he could be regarded as helping himself. The people around him slowly dispersed, and Ah Fa turned his head to stare at the fat back, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.
And this little man stared at Ah Fa as if he was something, which made Ah Fa a little uneasy, and couldn't help but take a step back. This guy doesn't have any special love, right?
"We've met, haven't we?" The little man stared at Ah Fa's face more carefully, and asked guessingly, "I've seen your face." β
Ah Fa hesitated, shook his head slightly, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry that I don't have an impression." β
"Ah, I remember." The little man's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "In the French Concession, I just came out of the house of Mo Liai, and you just want to go in." Yes, that's right, I remember it clearly. What a wonderful room, isn't it? How did you find there? β
Well? Ah Fa narrowed his eyes, looked at this guy carefully, and finally had a little impression, just outdated, this guy seemed to be coming out of that kind of place happily. At that time, he only glanced at it lightly, no wonder he was not impressed. However, this misunderstanding still needs to be clarified, "Oh, I didn't go in, I just passed, I just passed." β
"But you'll definitely want to go in." The little man said stubbornly.
"No, it was a misunderstanding." Ah Fa hurriedly retorted: "I just want to get familiar with the streets, I'm walking, of course I have to look around, right?" β
"Ha, it's not a big deal." The little man said nonchalantly, "You're alone now, aren't you?" Then you have to have fun! Otherwise, you'll be devastated. Well, spots of abscesses and pimples. The bodies of the girls are very clean, I have tasted this myself, all the girls, every girl is very clean. Sir, can you please tell me, honorable name. β
"The surname is Chen." Ah Fa said reluctantly, he didn't even want to let this weird man with no morals know his last name.
"Neumann, Jew. Let's go to tea together when we have time, your English is really authentic, and besides, the heroic act just now reminds me of when I was younger. Neumann scratched his cheek, looked at the singer next to him, and said, "What's your name, baby?" β
The singer didn't answer, she was gently stroking her mouth with her hand, her eyes staring at her stunned.
"She doesn't understand English." Ah Fa said beside him: "I think I should take her to wash or see a doctor." β
Neumann was stunned for a moment, shook Ah Fa's cold hand but did not refuse, and smiled, "Yes, she should be taken to a bathβ" He blinked, "and went to bed, well, it's time for her to sleep." Have time to have tea together, you're a nice guy, and we should have a lot of interesting topics to talk about. β