Killing chickens and monkeys is naturally a good show. But the monkey is there, where to find the chicken, Beiping is not Shanghai or Xinjing, the diplomat of the Imperial Ryu King in Shanghai, and Noda is a senior staff member of Manying, and the resources of the two are not used.

"Or, please ask the North China Front to come forward to assist?" Noda suggested.

"No, I don't like these saber warriors, so I'd better ask Yoshiko to help."

What the king of Goryu is talking about is the well-known imperial female spy Yoshiko Kawashima, and at the same time she is the sister of the Emperor of Manchukuo, the general of the Xing'an Army, and the close friend of General Honjo Shigeru and the generals of Tada Jun.

It happened that Yoshiko Kawashima was also in Beiping, and a phone call came, and the arrogant Miss Yoshiko actually took the initiative to come to the door, respectfully to the King of Ryu, and asked the old viscount if he was in good health.

King Ryū smiled: "My father is in good health, Fangzi, I came to Beiping this time, and I want to ask you to find someone......

After listening to this, Yoshiko Kawashima said thoughtfully: "I'm not very familiar with the martial arts world in Beiping, but I know someone who may be able to help, so let's give you an answer tomorrow." ”

Back at the residence, Yoshiko Kawashima called Li Junqing, a famous celebrity in the social circle of Beiping, in less than half an hour, Li Junqing came in a white suit, although he was almost forty years old, but the older he was, the more tasteful he was, and he was the number one beautiful man in Beiping.

Li Junqing was just a bath worker back then, although he was born with red lips and white teeth, and was handsome, but he would not use his own resources, until he met Li Yanqing, a beautiful man who was more than ten years older than him, was also born as a bath worker, and he was also born handsome and extraordinary, but he became a prominent figure in the Beiyang government by rubbing Cao Kun's back, and it was at that time that Li Junqing became enlightened.

After Li Yanqing was shot by Feng Yuxiang, he was in a hurry like a lost dog, fleeing from Beijing to avoid the limelight, and then came back after Feng Yuxiang went into the wilderness, and he was mixed half red and not black until the fall of Beiping, and the Japanese supported Wang Kemin to be the head of the provisional government in North China, and his luck came.

Wang Kemin was the chief financial officer of the Beiyang period, and Li Yanqing had a close relationship, and he coveted Li Junqing back then, and now the two hit it off, Li Junqing sought a position in the administrative department of the provisional government, and became a politician.

Li Junqing's backer is not only Wang Kemin, he and Kawashima Yoshiko also have a leg, Miss Fangzi likes men, Li Junqing did what he liked, became her male favorite, fished a lot of political resources, and by the way, Zhao Jiayong was also promoted to the director of the railway station police station.

After the Spring Festival, Yoshiko Kawashima told King Ryu's request again, and Li Junqing immediately said that this matter is easy to do, and it will definitely be done properly for you.

Yoshiko Kawashima said: "I have to reply to people tomorrow, you can do it quickly." ”

Li Junqing didn't dare to slack off, crawled out of the quilt with a stripe of stripes, put on his clothes and went back, and sent someone to bring Zhao Jiayong to discuss things overnight.

"The Japanese want to find a well-known practitioner in Beiping, and don't want to be pro-Japanese, the more stubborn the temper, the better, which one is this singing?" Zhao Jiayong was very puzzled.

"Don't care which one comes out, let's find someone in a slippery way, I can promise someone, and I'll call back tomorrow morning."

Zhao Jiayong touched his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "There is!" Yu Zhankui, what do you think, it's not a good thing anyway, just let him fill the number. ”

Li Junqing slapped his thigh: "Okay, it's him!" ”

……

Yu Zhankui is sixty years old this year, in the end, he was born in martial arts, his body is very tough, he gets up at half past four in the morning to practice kung fu, and the wind and rain are constant, but he just practices, no longer fights with others, and he will not do the Meng Lang thing of leading people to kick the gym.

His most beautiful stage was when he first arrived in Beijing twenty years ago, and he fought all over the capital invincible, and then Tao Ranting fought a battle, and was defeated by a boy who pulled a foreign car, and since then he has been in a slump, and when he goes out of the mountain again, it is like a different person, and he has no anger, and he no longer cares about the affairs of the martial arts hall, and hands it over to the eldest disciple Yan Zhiyong to take care of, and he is only obsessed with studying martial arts.

After the fall of Beiping, no one had the heart to practice martial arts, the Qitian Martial Arts Hall had been closed, and the courtyard was sparsely populated, and suddenly there were guests today, a car with a sun flag drove to the door, and two Japanese military policemen came down, and there was a translator in a suit, who sent an invitation to Yu Zhankui and invited him to a banquet in the evening.

"Please be sure to attend, if you don't go, hum." The translator laughed twice and left.

Yan Zhiyong was frightened: "Master, the weasel sent a chicken to greet the New Year, they didn't have a good heart, you hurry up, go to Tianjin first, and transfer to the south." ”

It happened that Yu Zhankui's little granddaughter ran over and shouted in a milky voice: "Grandpa, hug." ”

Yu Zhankui hugged his granddaughter, and a kind smile appeared on his cold face: "Where to run, the monk can't run the temple, I am gone, what should the family do...... Go! I'd like to see what kind of medicine is sold in the little Japanese gourd. ”

"I'll go with you!" Yan Zhiyong gritted his teeth and said.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhankui went out with his eldest apprentice Yan Zhiyong, wearing a green cloth robe, a black satin horse coat on it, and two iron bullets in his hands, clean and neat, and his gestures revealed the majesty of the Lian family.

Yan Zhiyong ran to the street and stopped a foreign car: "Rubber, come here." ”

The coachman pulled a purple car with four calcium carbide lamps to the door of the martial arts hall, Yu Zhankui took his robe and got into the car, the coachman looked back at him and greeted: "Yo, it's Yu Ye." ”

Yu Zhankui nodded politely, he was famous, and it was normal for him to be recognized by the coachman.

Yu Zhankui sat in the car, Yan Zhiyong followed at a trot behind, and went straight to Haidian, on the way Yu Zhankui talked with the coachman for a few words, and accidentally learned that it was a foreign car from Ziguang Depot, so he sighed: "I think back then, I once fought with you Boss Chen in Taoran Pavilion, and the old man will never forget it, think about it Twenty years have passed." ”

The coachman looked back and smiled: "Isn't it, I was also present in that contest back then." ”

"Who are you?"

"My name is Xue Baoqing, and I am Chen Zikun's buddy." The driver smiled innocently and continued to pull the cart.

"It's still the old man." Yu Zhankui sighed again, chatting with Xue Baoqing whether he had a match or not, Yan Zhiyong wondered why the master talked so much today.

The place of the banquet was in a mansion in Haidian, and the location was almost close to the Old Summer Palace, and when he arrived at the door, Yu Zhankui got out of the car and took out a silver dollar to Baoqing: "You are tired." ”

"Yo, I can't find this." Baoqing hurriedly excused himself.

"Take it." Yu Zhankui stepped into the door, Yan Zhiyong followed closely behind, showing the invitation, the Japanese soldiers guarding the door checked the invitation, and only Yu Zhankui was allowed to enter alone, Yan Zhiyong was brutally blocked outside.

"Zhiyong, wait for me here." Yu Zhankui glanced at his apprentice deeply and entered the door without hesitation.

Yan Zhiyong retreated and found that the coachman had not left.

"What, it's biased here, I can't call a car, I'm equal to Master here." Bao Qing Road.

The two of them crouched on the ground and chattered.

This mansion is a Japanese-style courtyard, the yard is paved with white stones, trees and flowers and small ponds, extremely elegant, Yu Zhankui was led to the porch, the Japanese-style room was full of guests, some wore military uniforms, some wore civilian clothes, men and women of all shapes and sizes, all kneeling on the tatami mats, in front of the wooden food box, small sake jugs, small wine glasses, Japanese things are all small family style.

The translator introduced Yu Zhankui's origin to everyone, saying that he was the most powerful person in the martial arts world in Beiping, and he had fought all over the world invincible, Yu Zhankui couldn't understand Japanese, but from everyone's exaggerated expressions, he could guess what the translator said.

"Pavilion Master Yu, let's entertain Taijun with the highlights, it's up to you." The translator said with a smile.

Yu Zhankui felt that a stream of blood rushed to the top of his head, and it turned out that he had brought himself here to cheer up this gang of miscellaneous dogs! The owner of the dignified Qitian Martial Arts Hall, a figure like Taishan Beidou in the Beiping martial arts world, is respected everywhere he goes, and he is actually like a monkey, practicing boxing to cheer them up!

He snorted coldly: "Yu Mou's old arms and legs can't be played anymore." ”

The translator said: "Who doesn't know that you always see you practicing in the morning, be sharp, don't make yourself unhappy." ”

Yu Zhankui glared at him, and the interpreter was so frightened by his fierce eyes that he took a half step back.

One of the officers got impatient and shouted, "Why don't you perform yet?" ”

The translator hurriedly said: "Yu Pavilion Master is unwilling to perform martial arts for the imperial army. ”

The officer was furious, took out a stack of military tickets and threw them over, and the colorful tickets fell to the ground, Yu Zhankui didn't look at it, glanced at everyone coldly, turned around and left.

At this moment, Yan Qingyu was sitting on the tatami mat, and the king of the royal ryu invited him to the banquet, saying that there was a martial arts performance, but he didn't expect to make such a fuss, he was so anxious in his heart, he couldn't wait to jump up and persuade this iron-clad old man, don't be like a Japanese devil, and just play two tricks and leave.

Two Japanese soldiers blocked Yu Zhankui's way, and the interpreter said in the back: "Don't fucking give you a shame, the imperial army invited you to perform to give you face." ”

Yu Zhankui said: "Ye is just not happy today, what's the matter!" ”

A Japanese soldier Zoe Li Wo said, the interpreter nodded and said to Zhan Kui: "The imperial army said, if you don't perform martial arts for two hours today, don't want to go alive!" ”

Yu Zhankui suddenly smiled: "Boy, the old man wants to see how many catties you have." Gently pushed the interpreter out of the distance and continued to walk out, two Japanese soldiers came to catch him with their teeth and claws, and he was thrown a thousand pounds by him and a dog to chew.

Yoshiko Kawashima, who was sitting on the seat, smiled and threw an appreciative look at Li Junqing, the person he found was really a stubborn donkey, and he was afraid that he would not cooperate, but this is good, it will explode in a few words, but it will save a lot of trouble.

Several officers grabbed their sabers and jumped barefoot into the courtyard, wah-wow-wow screams and swung their knives at Yu Zhankui, Yu Zhankui dodged, and snatched a saber with his empty-handed skills, and brushed it on the neck of a Japanese officer in front.

The air in the courtyard froze.

Yu Zhankui smiled contemptuously, withdrew the knife and threw it on the ground, turned around and left.

"Bang" The gunshot rang out, and Yu Zhankui had a blood stain on his back, he turned around slowly, his face was hideous: "Little Japan, sneak attack from behind, despicable and shameless!" ”

The officer who had lost face just now was holding a southern pistol and firing several rounds in succession, and Yu Zhankui slowly fell to the ground.

"This person is an anti-Japanese element, and if you want to execute him on the spot, you have no opinion." The officer walked up to Yu Zhankui, kicked him with his foot, and asked proudly.

He was answered by a burst of laughter.

Yan Qingyu didn't expect things to change so quickly, and he would kill people if he didn't agree with him! The Japanese are really brutes! He was extremely sad in his heart, and immediately got up to leave, but was blocked by a Shao Zuo: "Yansang, are you sad to see your compatriots killed, tell you, this is the end of disobeying the orders of the empire." ”

Yan Qingyu was furious, a pair of fists snapped, Shao Zuo looked at him: "Why, do you want to be like him, enlightened, you third-rate movie star!" ”

The king of the royal ryu hurriedly came over to persuade him, and suddenly Yu Zhankui, who was lying on the ground, jumped up, pinched the throat of the officer next to him, and the sound of cracking bones came out, and all the officers pulled out their guns and shot, Yu Zhankui was hit by more than ten bullets, and he still stood still, pinching the officer's throat like a big iron tong, and waiting for someone to cut his hand, the man was already dead.

Yan Qingyu didn't say a word, left the table to protest, and King Ryu followed.

Yoshiko Kawashima is also excited, the situation is a little out of control, Li Junqing is looking for the right person, but he is too strong, he can pinch an imperial soldier to death if he is shot, and he accidentally loses an officer, and this account can be a big loss.

Yan Zhiyong and Xue Baoqing, who were waiting at the door, heard the gunshot, and immediately felt uneasy, worried about Yu Zhankui, and after a while, Yan Zhiyong was called in, and Yu Zhankui's bloody corpse was carried out.

Baoqing was dumbfounded: "How is this troublesome, how can a living person just leave." ”