I leaned a little to look at the contract from the side, and now there was a slight stickiness at the junction of each two pages, similar to the result of a small drop of glue falling inadvertently. If you want to open the contract and read it, it will inevitably touch the sticky.

"Mr. Xia, what are you waiting for?" Bai Fenfang pressed forward step by step, "Yan Wangfu has always been a corporal of etiquette and Xian, recruiting talents from all over the world, a master like Mr. Xia should have invested in Yanwang Mansion a long time ago and achieved a career on the stage of rivers and lakes, right?"

I've been sure that her intention is for me to open the contract with my own hands and unwrap the sticks.

In ancient deception texts, it has long been recorded that poison and poison gas are hidden in the pages of books. As long as the reader subconsciously moves the adhesion, the poison hidden in it will be immediately released, killing people without a trace. It is said that Huo Yuanjia, a generation of martial arts masters during the Republic of China, was caught in such a plot.

"Miss Bai, forget it. I shook my head.

"What do you mean?" Bai Fenfang pretended to be puzzled.

"I don't break it, and you don't force me. I said.

Bai Fenfang blinked, her long eyelashes flickered, and she suddenly smiled, picked up the contract, and threw it into the drawer.

"Well, I totally agree. Bai Fenfang smiled and clapped her hands, "Mr. Xia is really a good person, he not only gives face to the Yanwang Mansion, but also does not sign the alliance under the city, taking care of the friendship between the two sides." To be honest, I have seen many heroes and heroes in Shandong - Jinan, Qingdao, Weifang...... No one has the energy and measurement of Mr. Xia. In this way, I hope that Mr. Xia can join the Yanwangfu, with a peaceful, upright and open-minded person like you to join the 'Eight Divine Generals', the career of the Yanwangfu will definitely be able to flourish and catch up with the world-class gangs......"

Bai Xiangxiang's words had lost their appeal, and my attention was all on the door that led to the back kitchen.

Redsleeves picked up the buttons, slowly stood up, stretched, and let out a long yawn.

"Miss Hong is tired?" Bai Fenfang asked with concern.

Red Sleeves shook his head: "No, there are too many things to do today, and it's a bit unbearable." ”

Bai Fenfang nodded: "Okay, we have a guest room behind us, Miss Hong can go and take a rest." Mr. Xia and I are going to have a long talk all night, so I won't accompany you. ”

Redsleeves glanced at me, covered his mouth and yawned.

"I'm tired too. I understood the meaning in the red sleeves' eyes, and I echoed them.

"That's—" Bai Fenfang was slightly embarrassed.

"Why don't we talk about it another day, and go back tonight?"

Elder Wen has not returned yet, and it seems that we have no other way but to retreat temporarily.

"Good. I said yes immediately.

Bai Fenfang shook her head regretfully: "In this case, it is really disappointing." Mr. Xia, I like the saying of the ancients the most - life is too short, why not go on a night tour with candles? Aren't you wasting a good night's time when you're gone?"

She stepped forward and grabbed my right hand with a bit of a gaffe, and her reluctance to say goodbye was palpable. However, as our fingers touched, a small note the size of a fingernail came out of her fingers and pressed it into the palm of my hand.

"Mr. Xia, I will miss you, I can't wait for this night to pass in an instant, dawn is coming, and you can come back here in a few minutes, everyone will work together to create the future of the 'Eight Divine Generals of Yanwangfu', how about it?"

At the end of this paragraph, she asked two "hows" in a row, and her eyes were full of expectation, as if she was pointing.

"I will definitely consider Miss Bai's opinion carefully, and I will see you again. I withdrew my palm and tightened my grip on the note.

There was no movement behind the door, but I could feel that the murderous aura of the knife hand was waning.

The red sleeves opened the door, and we walked out slowly.

Bai Fenfang didn't come out to see us off, and when I turned around, she just stood at the table and waved silently.

I headed south with my red sleeves, and fifty meters away from the café, I flashed into the alley and read the note by the light of the street lamp.

"The sword god descends to the sun, help me kill the enemy, ten minutes, enter the back door. I read the small print on the slip of paper.

Red Sleeves said to herself in surprise: "What do you mean?

Of course, because Bai Fenfang's last few words have made it clear that she needs me to return to help quickly.

I crumpled the note, blew it in the wind, and let the end of the paper fly.

Hearing that Elder Elder is not coming, my actions with Red Sleeves will be in vain tonight.

I was a little disappointed, but I also knew that many things could not be done overnight.

The alley was deserted, except for the orange street lamps that lit up on the staggered ground, illuminating the quiet houses on both sides.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson is set on fire—that's the rule of the past. Now, even if the streets are brightly lit, who knows what's going on in those houses?" Red Sleeves murmured again.

"Help her. I said simply but firmly.

The knife hand behind the door must be extremely murderous, and the treasure knife he holds has already condensed countless souls, so he is hidden behind the door, but the murderous aura is surging and surging like the tide of the Qiantang River.

Killing a knife hand is always the right choice for the charlatans.

You must know that modern society is a society governed by the rule of law, and only courts, tribunals, and judges can convict a certain legitimate citizen, and cannot follow the barbaric principle of "responding to violence with violence and stopping killing with killing." Especially in China, the legal system is becoming more and more perfect, citizens abide by the law, and no one is above the law. Therefore, the knife hand kills people without recklessness, and he is already a deserving person.

On the other hand, I trust Bai Fenfang.

The feeling between people is so strange, the moment I saw her come out of the back kitchen, I thought of the white lotus flowers of Daming Lake.

I believe that Bai Fenfang is in the rivers and lakes, and also has a spotless heart. So, when she laid out the contract, I just politely declined, and I didn't break the fact that there was a drug on the paper.

At the same time, she believed me, so she put the little note in my palm.

Finally, she mentioned the "Descending of the Sword God", which ignited the fire of anger in my heart. The fire and killing between the gangs in the rivers and lakes are only internal contradictions of the Chinese, and once someone puts on the skin of the Chinese to hook up with the Japanese and become traitors and lackeys who sell the country for glory, then he has already nailed the label of "damned" on his head.

It was a combination of reasons that led me to make that decision.

The red sleeves looked up at me, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Come with me and go around to the back of the café. I said.

"You...... Don't forget, she tried to poison you, don't you see it?" asked Redsleeves.

She is a member of the beggar gang, and she will not be ignorant of those extraordinary methods on the rivers and lakes. Otherwise, how would you have a chance to survive until now?

"Do you believe me?" I asked.

Red Sleeves nodded without hesitation: "Of course, 100% believe." ”

I gestured to the alley on the diagonal side: "Come with me, explain as you go." ”

The alley led straight to the front street of the provincial capital, and I took the lead through the alley and turned left, past the famous crayfish specialty store in the city, turned left again, inserted into another alley, and walked a short distance until I reached the back door of the café.

There are many streets and alleys in Jinan, more than ninety percent of them are interconnected by two pairs, and there are very few dead ends. Therefore, as long as you understand this, you will be able to reach the place you want to go in the process of repeated twists and turns.

"Yagami will be infighting, and it is a good opportunity for us to rise ourselves. If any gang is monolithic, Jinan's Jianghu characters will be trampled under the feet of outsiders. You may also feel that there is a cold-blooded knife hand hidden behind the door, and conniving at that kind of person lurking in Jinan City will inevitably cause countless bloody cases, which is the first reason why I want to join forces with Bai Fenfang. Second, Bai Fenfang emptied Qi Mei's brain, and Qi Mei is known as the 'first doorman in the provincial capital', in recent years, he has collected countless black and white secrets, those are priceless treasures, let Bai Fenfang take it, I am afraid that it will make Yan Wangfu like a tiger with wings, and become a level force that no one can match on the rivers and lakes. The dominance of the rivers and lakes is originally a crisis in the rivers and lakes, and we, as people in the rivers and lakes, must have the awareness of resolving the crisis. Otherwise, it will be like the battle between the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, and in the end, only Tyranny Qin remains. "That's how I explained the Red Sleeves along the way.

Helping Bai Fenfang is actually helping ourselves, and it is also helping the thaumaturgical figures on the rivers and lakes of Jinan to firmly hold their own one-third of an acre.

The eight gods will be equal to the eight arms of the Yan Wangfu, if the painting god and the sword god kill each other, it is equivalent to the Yan Wangfu cutting off one or even two arms, which can be regarded as the blessing of the rivers and lakes.

I am very clear about the current situation, and I fight fast and fight for my life, and I will advance with surprise and without leaving a second hand. Only in this way can the sudden crisis in Whip Finger Lane tonight be perfectly resolved.

"Mr. Xia, but ...... But Bai Fenfang also covets the treasures in Jinan City, and she has the 'art of painting dreams', if we are not careful, maybe we will fall into her way, stealing chickens and rice, so what can we do?" asked Red Sleeves in a low voice.

At that time, we had already hidden in the shadows under an old-fashioned gatehouse, muffling our voices and whispering, never alarming the people who had fallen asleep.

"If there's a problem, I'll take it all in. I said.

Red Sleeves nodded hesitantly, biting his lip lightly, his expression very nervous.

"What are you afraid of?" I asked.

Red Sleeves closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and then opened his eyes before replying with a wry smile: "What I'm afraid of is the flowing water under the Ximen Bridge." ”

I can't help frowning, because this answer is quite a Buddhist "fighter".

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. Red Sleeves added.

It is a proverb left by Confucius for the Chinese nation, which means lamenting the rapid passage of time and admonishing future generations to cherish time and study hard.

"The people of Jinan are resting on their laurels and don't know that outsiders have entered the city. When the local characters awaken, there will only be the 'Changing King Banner at the head of the city'. The red sleeves sighed three times.

It seems that she is very jealous of the eight gods of Yanwangfu, and when she perceives that the enemy is also sheltering behind the Whip Finger Alley, she is a little frightened and afraid.

"We are human beings, they are human beings, Beijing people are human beings, and Jinan people are human beings. With the right calculations, ants can also bring down elephants. I comforted her softly.

(Tianjin)