Chapter 270, traitor

When Ye Han returned to Bao Zhilin, it was already noon. The mason who contacted www.biquge.info earlier is working on the yard, and the carpenter is familiar with the installation of the middle door (the middle door is not burned, it was damaged by Lin Shirong n times, which will not be familiar. ）

Lin Shirong walked in carrying mud and sand, saw Ye Han standing in the courtyard and asked, "Why did Ah Han come back so late?" Uh, what are you doing with two short sticks? ”

"I went to find a weapon, and I was delayed for a while." Ye Han waved the two short sticks in his hand and replied.

Lin Shirong looked at the black short stick in Ye Han's hand, and said with a smile: "Fool, Bao Zhilin didn't have any weapons and didn't spend money to buy them." Tell the senior brother where he bought it, and when he returns the stick, what will he do with the money. ”

Ye Han smiled: "Senior brother, no need. The weapons of the militia are too light to be used. ”

"Too light? How much can a stick weigh, this is an iron rod? Lin Shirong was infinitely conceited, Ye Han was a little unhappy when he said that Bao Zhilin's weapon was too light, and said in his heart: Is it that you can't fight better than me! put down the mud bucket, and snatched the short stick in Ye Han's hand with both hands: "I'll take a look." ”

Ye Han smiled: "Be careful, there is some weight." He let go of his hand as he spoke.

"What are you kidding, I can carry a pig, let alone two short sticks......." Saying that, his hands sank suddenly, and his feet staggered, Lin Shirong hurriedly tied up his horse, and lifted the short stick with both hands: "Good guy, I almost suffered a loss." He tried to play a few times while speaking, and returned the stick to Ye Han with a thick neck: "It's okay, it's a bit weighty." After speaking, he picked up the mud bucket on the ground and rubbed it away.

Ye Han shook his head with a smile, picked up the short stick and walked towards the inner hall.

Lin Shirong put the mud bucket in the corner of the wall and sighed: "Grandma, this stinky boy is so strong, these two sticks are at least eighty or ninety pounds." How did he play it. ”

When I entered the inner hall, I saw that Ya Cha Su was sorting out the medicine bottle. asked, "Senior Brother Su, where is the master?" ”

Without looking back, he pointed to the backyard and studied the medicine bottle in front of him. These things are more precious to him than treasures.

Ling Yunkai was not in the inner hall, and Ye Han couldn't ask anymore looking at the way he wiped Su. I took the short stick and went back to the room first. Back in the room, butt two short sticks one meter long into one two-meter stick, and lean against the corner. Lin Shirong's estimated weight is not far from ten, this water grinding stick Ye Han has already been set in the blacksmith shop, and it is a hundred catties.

When I went to get the stick in the morning, I thought that it was inconvenient to carry, so I asked the blacksmith to cut it and remake the interface so that it would be easy to carry. The blacksmith's skills are not very superb, and it took Ye Han more than half a day to help with a design.

Ye Han has never been a personality who sits idly by, and the True Yuan ability cannot be used. However, the strength increased every day, so I wanted to get a weapon, the kind of foreign gun that could only shoot iron bullets was not eye-catching, so I simply built a heavy weapon to enhance the lethality.

Ye Han found Huang Feihong. Huang Feihong was chatting with Aunt Thirteen, looking at him with a melancholy face, he wanted to tell Aunt Thirteen that it was not a matter of wind and snow.

Seeing Ye Han come in, Aunt Thirteen stood up: "You two talk, I'll go out and see if I can help." What Huang Feihong told her was beyond her habitual thinking, and she had a headache for a long time and didn't know how to answer, so she took the opportunity to get out.

"Aunt Thirteen, wait, I happen to have something to look for you too." Ye Han waved his hand, and then said to Huang Feihong: "Master, the disciple has some ideas that I want to ask the master to approve of. ”

"Han, sit down and talk." Huang Feihong waved his hand and put the folding fan on the table: "I also happen to have something to say to you." ”

The streets and alleys of Foshan are full of yamen officials.

"Check if there is anyone from Shahe!"

"Yes!"

"Are you from Shahe?"

"No, no, sir!"

"It doesn't look like you, let's go!"

With the priest's personal witness and personal testimony, Admiral Zheng could only stop the action of rectifying Huang Feihong and arrest the people of the Shahe Gang.

The officials of the Yamen did not have to face the foreigners, and they were able to take the opportunity of searching the Shahe Gang to make a fortune in the city, and of course they vigorously searched the whereabouts of the Shahe Gang everywhere, and took the opportunity to ask for benefits from the merchants.

At the corner of the street, a group of people hid in the corner of the wall and looked at the official who was searching, and one of them said: "So many people? Big brother, sooner or later, the officers and soldiers will pull you out. ”

"Grass his ancestor, it must be the secret of the Jesus." In the corner of the wall, Hong Li looked at the officials coming and going on the street, and scolded and scolded.

"Big brother, should we go back to Shahe to avoid it?" A younger brother suggested to Hongli.

"Not necessarily!" Hong Li rolled his eyes, and suddenly said with a cruel smile: "The people are afraid of the yamen, the yamen is afraid of devils, let's go find the most powerful ghosts, go!" ”

With a wave of his hand, Hong Li quietly slipped away with a few younger brothers, carefully avoiding the searching officials in the streets and alleys, and cautiously walking towards the forbidden area set up by the Americans in Foshan.

The Shahe Gang and his party walked for nearly half an hour and finally came to the forbidden area set up by the Americans.

The exclusion zone for the Americans resembled a small fortress with American flags flying over it and a squad of soldiers patrolling it with guns.

"We want to see Mr. Jishan!" Standing outside the restricted area, Hun Li shouted at the American soldiers on the fort.

"What are the people down there doing?" The American soldier saw the Shahe Gang, gun in hand, and shouted in English.

Hearing that the above answer turned out to be a foreign language, Hongli was suddenly blindsided.

"Grass his ancestors, I don't know how to speak foreign languages."

In a hurry, Hong Li came up with another ghost reader in his brain, told all the people of the Shahe Gang to kneel down, and shouted to the soldiers: "Please, let us go in and see Mr. Jishan!" Please, let's go in and see Mr. Jishan......"

All the American soldiers leaned on the railing with their guns in their hands, smiling and watching the people of the Shahe Gang kneeling on the ground and worshipping them.

Although Hongli's actions were very despicable, in the end, they were brought to Jishan.

"I have a dog and can show me the door, you are already wanted by the Yamen, what good is my help?" Ji Shan sat on the chair, holding a cigarette bottle in one hand and smoking carelessly, while saying disdainfully to Hongli who was standing in front of him.

"It's not that I'm afraid of being arrested by the yamen, it's that my brother has no head and doesn't know what to do, it's a waste of talent. You came all the way to Foshan just to ask for money, you find so many piglets to open mines, why don't I send the big girl to take away for you, isn't that better? Hongli stepped on the rice bag next to him, and made a look of "not afraid of anything", and said sharply.

When Ji Shan heard Hong Li's words, his face was angry, and he picked up the crutch next to him and knocked on Hong Li's foot that was stepping on the bag, so frightened that Hong Li quickly stretched out his foot and said, "No, our government stipulates that piglets are not allowed to have wives." ”

"You can't have offspring, you can't take root in "Jinshan"! Ji Shan knocked on Hong Li Road with a cane.

"I'm not talking about wives, I'm talking about and sons!" Hearing Ji Shan's words, Hong Li patted his chest and gestured: "I have as many as you want!" ”

Seeing that Ji Shan's face was a little moved, Hong Li continued: "The worst thing is that Huang Feihong, who is always in the way there, do you have the ability to help me kill him?" ”

Ji Shan looked at Hong Li expressionlessly, the smile on Hong Li's face narrowed, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, until he saw Tiger standing behind Ji Shan touching his chin and reading his head, then he looked at Ji Shan with a flattering smile again.

"Huang Feihong?" A sneer rose at the corner of Ji Shan's mouth.

"...... right"

"I'll ask him to watch a play tomorrow," Ji Shan said suddenly.

"Yes!" Hun Lee smiled like a pug.