The morning of Furong Street is prosperous and beautiful, not only a famous scenic spot for foreign tourists to come and visit on foot, but also the place where countless old Jinan people rely on to survive, and it is also the place where more predecessors threw their heads, spilled their blood and buried their bones for the people's freedom and national dignity.

I am not a hero of the world, but I have the courage, responsibility and responsibility to fight for the protection of this street that represents the core of Jinan's business.

No one is born a celebrity, a celebrity, a hero, a celebrity, and only by working hard can he be admired and loved by the people.

Those who really love Jinan are only the old Jinan people. As for those foreign merchants, gold diggers, tourists, investors, etc., they are all taking a handful and leaving, treating Jinan people and all tourists as Kaizi.

"Meat eaters despise and fail to plan far" - this sentence in "Cao Di's Polemic" is talking about those people above.

I'm sure that if the third war breaks out, they will be the first to abandon the city and flee or kneel to the invaders for glory. The old Jinan talents are the backbone of Jinan City, and every bloody Jinan man will fight to the end for this rich land left by his ancestors.

"Miss Bai, do you think this street is beautiful?" I asked.

Bai Fenfang walked to the window, looked south, and replied perfunctorily: "Well, the business is doing well, and the flow of people is surging, although it is not as good as the Nanluoguxiang, Beiluoguxiang, Guijie and the like in the capital, but it is also one-tenth of its scale." Mr. Xia, we are Jianghu people, not businessmen, so why should we consider these commercial issues? Whether the streets are beautiful or not is something that government officials, businessmen, and operators should consider. As for us, it's imperative to consider the possibility of a cooperation officer, right?"

"If we can't cooperate, everyone's points are different, how can we cooperate? If you hand over the person who controls the 'Brain Eating Technique', we will be fine. "I got straight to the point.

"Can't do it, do you know who that is?" Bai Fenfang stopped going around in circles, and directly shook her head and refused.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"He is the thirteenth heir under the command of King Yan, and everyone in Yan Wangfu respectfully calls him 'Thirteen Shao', and his double name is the word 'graffiti', but few people call him by his real name, and they all call him 'Yan Thirteen Shao'. Bai Fenfang replied.

The name was familiar, and I thought for a few seconds before blurting out, "Is it the young master of the New Abstraction who had opened an exhibition at the Louvre Museum in France? Is it the same name? or—"

Bai Fenfang nodded: "It's not the same name, it's him." In the global art world, Yan Shisanshao is known as the 'Van Gogh of the East', and has been highly sought after by art dealers, and an ordinary oil painting can fetch millions of dollars at auction in Hong Kong. His genius, and under the careful guidance of several top professors at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, he is currently a sought-after artist in the world, and his works are in short supply. Do I dare to give you such a person? Unless I don't want to live anymore. I am the painting god of Yagami Shogun, but my painting skills are far below him, and my 'Dream Painting Technique' will never be comparable to his 'Brain-Eating Technique'. ”

I was confused, as a descendant of Yan Wangfu, that Yan Thirteen Shao did not inherit his father's business and entered the rivers and lakes, but chose the road of painting to become a world-famous artist. After achieving great success in the oil painting world, he turned to thaumaturgical practice and mastered the ancient evil art of "brain-eating art". The only explanation, that this is a genius among geniuses, can no longer explain his brilliant achievements with the thinking patterns of normal people.

"I'll meet him. I said.

"No, Yan Shisan Shao will not passively accept other people's requests to see. If he wants to see you, you can see him. Bai Fenfang shook her head.

"Where is he?" I asked.

Bai Fenfang didn't answer, just smiled bitterly.

"Is he in the underground chamber of the Whip Finger Lane Cafe?" I continued to ask, and from the subtle changes in expression on Bai Fenfang's face, I received a very positive answer.

Bai Fenfang and other eight gods will be the retainers, doormen, and subordinates of Yan Wangfu's mansion, while Yan Tuya is the descendant of the mansion, and he can be regarded as the young master of the eight god generals. Therefore, Bai Fenfang shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting Yan Tuya, and will definitely put him within his own security range, and the Whip Finger Lane Cafe is the best place.

Suddenly, I thought of another thing - the café was facing Elder Wen's warm nest, the "Brain Eating Technique" is a thaumaturgy that can dig out the secrets of the human brain, could it be that Yan Tuya resides there, and its target is Elder Wen? Then, he formed a direct conflict with me, because I also planned to use the "Hysteria Technique" of the Red Sleeve Trick to obtain the secrets hidden in Elder Wen's heart.

"Yay. I turned my face to look at Bai Fenxiang.

We are so close, only one and a half steps, and at this moment, we can kill the enemy in a violent manner, and anyone can succeed in an instant, so that the opponent's blood will be splattered on the spot.

After killing Bai Fenfang, I obtained a ticket to enter the café, and then controlled Yan Graffiti to ensure that Elder Wen's secret was not cut off.

"You still have murderous spirit in your eyes! Only such a man has real charm and real manhood, I like it. Bai Fenfang said with a faint smile.

I took a deep breath and listened, Red Sleeves still talking in the hallway.

"Your house is on the east side, two alleys away. Here, you have the convenience of the location, but think about it, what do I have? You want to kill, what is the success rate?" Bai Fenfang asked leisurely.

Indeed, if you go northeast from the small hotel, you can go to the former residence of the former official lady, but now it has become a ruin. To the east, through the dilapidated alleys, and across the Fengqiao Bridge, you can reach my house directly, but I no longer regard it as a home, especially after Sha Lao's violent death in the street, I no longer have any interest in setting foot there.

I have a geographical advantage, but this "geographical advantage" should be put in quotation marks.

In addition, Tianshi, Ren, and I have also lost, because Bai Fenfang's subordinates are outside, and more subordinates are beckoning. All I relied on was the declining beggars.

"Don't touch my cheese, especially now, it's not fun. I said softly.

The more nervous, frightened, and angry I became, the lower my voice became, like a spring being slowly compressed. In the end, it will burst into a catapult and kill people on the spot.

"Don't be impulsive, there are at least five spears and seven crossbows facing us in the opposite building. As soon as you do it, the gunner, the shooter will shoot, shoot arrows, and turn you into a sieve. Do you know Mr. Xia? Yanwangfu has laid an invisible net in the old city, and anyone who sets foot in it is a prey that we can grab at any time. Have you ever heard of such a children's rhyme-style riddle? The riddle is: 'Little Zhuge Liang, sit firmly in the tent of the Chinese army, set down the gossip array, and catch the flying general'. Hehe, the riddle is a spider, very simple, and very vivid. I think, the net of Yan Wangfu is the gossip array, and Yan Shisanshao is Zhuge Liang who sits firmly in the military tent, manipulating everything, advancing and retreating with evidence, and if others want to fight back, where to start?" Bai Fenfang explained to me confidently and neatly.

In this location, the width of Seremban Street is about eight meters, opposite the old and old two-storey houses. Although the government will fund the street decoration every year, those antique bricks and grilles are not reliable, and with the sun and rain, wind and rain, they will soon be broken and discolored, making the appearance of the house "not deliberately old is equal to old".

Soon, I saw the gunners and shooters hidden behind the grille.

The sun rises in the east, and the hotel is on the west side of the street, so at the moment I am exposed to the sun, while the gunmen and shooters have their backs to the sun, hidden deep in the shadows.

This kind of ambush arrangement is in line with the taboo in the art of war, "the enemy is dark and I am clear, and the depth is unknown".

It seems that the net of Yanwangfu is big enough, deep enough, and sensitive enough, and the whole process of me and the red sleeves entering Whip Finger Alley last night, leaving Whip Finger Alley and staying in a small hotel is probably a circular line within the big net, just like Sun Wukong who jumped into the palm of the Buddha's hand, no matter how much he escapes and changes, he will never be able to escape from Wuzhi Mountain.

It's easy to die, the spears and crossbows on the other side are very sharp, as long as I attack, I will definitely die across the street.

"The Yan Wangfu attaches so much importance to me, and has arranged so many killers to wait for me?" I laughed.

Laughter is also sometimes a weapon that can effectively break up the enemy's offensive.

"For the safety of the thirteenth young man, I must be foolproof. Mr. Xia, in the eyes of the Eight Divine Generals of the Yanwang Mansion, you are a tiger who has not yet been provoked. The tiger is always going to eat people, and when it is hungry and angry, who can predict what it will do? Bai Fenfang said.

In fact, for so long, we haven't mentioned another big man in Yanwangfu who arrived in Jinan City in advance, that is, Yan Gexing who helped me in Qushuiting Street Old Street.

I don't mention him, just to maintain our morale. He was the one who looked at me down, and he overpowered me in an imposing manner. In front of him, I was still the poor boy in Jinan, living a poor life relying on him for help. If it weren't for his money, his people, and his arrangements, my grandfather's funeral might not have been completed, let alone the beautiful funeral and the selected cemetery.

"I want to see Thirteen. I said.

Yan Tuya is the master, Bai Fenfang is the slave, I don't need to be entangled with a slave anymore.

"Why do you want to see you? Mr. Xia, after seeing you thirteen years old, they all go in standing and lie down, and the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. You'd better think it through before making a similar request. Bai Fenfang smiled, her tone was gentle, and she persuaded like a good friend.

"If you don't see him, you won't be able to solve today's contradictions. "I insisted on what I wanted.

If everyone's goal is Elder Wen, then I must resolve the conflict with the Yan Wangfu before Elder Wen notices it.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment for you. Bai Fenfang nodded.

I shook my head: "No, Bai Huashen, I'm going to see him soon." Otherwise, this battle is inevitable. ”

Between the two floors, there is a pedestrian and vehicular street. If there is a shootout here, Bai Dao will definitely arrive and arrest all the people on both sides.

Of course I'm fine, I don't have a weapon in my hand, just an ordinary local Shunmin of Jinan. The people in Yanwangfu are miserable, they have weapons, they are premeditated, and even some killers have a criminal record, once they fall into the hands of Jinan Baidao, they are waiting to sit through the prison.

Bai Fenfang looked at me and was silent.

There are some things that she doesn't have to say in person, and she can understand the stakes.

"Do you want to lure Bai Dao forward, what good will it do you to play like this?" Bai Fenfang asked.

I smiled lightly: "Which one do you choose to die or go to prison?" If it were me, I would choose to go to prison, and I don't want to be eaten up by the big people in the capital and become a walking corpse running around with an empty shell." Bai Huashen, the people of Yanwangfu don't stay well in the capital, they have to run to the ground in Jinan to grab food, which is not in line with the rules of the rivers and lakes. What do you want me to do? What do you want to do with the Jianghu characters in Jinan? Shandong people are kind-hearted, and Jinan people are self-contained, and this is the rule and confidence left by our ancestors, but this is not an excuse for being bullied by you. If you are in a hurry, everyone will fight with knives and guns, and the big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken. I believe that if we go to war, it will be impossible for your people to escape from Jinan City alive. ”

It is true that there are too many hidden masters in Jinan City, and Yanwangfu is such a sensitive force. Among the watchers, there were those who were eager for the Yanwangfu to capsize, and there were also those who took the initiative to "help" the Yanwangfu to capsize.

Everyone is waiting for the opportunity, the dense clouds are not raining, waiting for the heavy thunder, the heavy thunder sounds, and the touch is imminent.

Bai Fenfang pressed her hands on the windowsill and stared at the gunman in the shadows opposite.

"Oil, oil, crispy, crispy, oil......" There was a shout downstairs.

Oil swirl is one of the special snacks in Jinan, with a long history and unique taste, which is deeply loved by locals and foreign tourists.

I looked down and a woman pushing a tricycle shouted as she came from south to north. On the tricycle was a glass box containing four or five rows of oil spins, fifty or sixty in total.

"I slept late yesterday and woke up early today, and I'm a little sleepy. Bai Fenfang suddenly yawned, "If you eat early at this time and go back to make up for sleep, you must be comfortable at home." ”

"I invite you to eat. I said.

"Okay. Bai Fenfang readily agreed.

"I haven't finished my words yet—I'll treat you to breakfast, and you can arrange for me to meet with Thirteen Young Ones right away. I added.

Bai Fenfang nodded again: "No problem, finish eating early, and our matter will be solved." ”

I led the way in front of my head and led Bai Fenxiang downstairs.

There was a little girl sitting behind the service desk on the first floor, wearing the blue uniform of a hotel waiter, who looked up at us and immediately lowered her head, pretending to look through the duty records.

Obviously, Bai Fenfang controlled everything, and everywhere she went, everything was unimpeded.

I went out with Bai Fenxiang, sat down in the fritter shop opposite, called the woman pushing the tricycle over as well, and ordered six oil swirls. Then, I instructed the store to bring four pairs of fried dough sticks and two bowls of tofu brain.

"This is the favorite breakfast of Jinan people, please. I said.

There are not many diners in the churro shop, only seven or eight people.

Bai Fenfang's appearance and clothing are very different from ordinary Jinan girls, so when she walked in, a light immediately lit up in the dim and narrow store. Everyone's eyes were on her, both admiring and admiring, but also suspicious and confused, not understanding that such a beautiful girl would come to such a place to use it early.

"It's delicious at first sight. Bai Fenfang nodded.

I took a pair of disposable chopsticks for her, and first scraped and polished the tips of the chopsticks alternately, grinding off all the burrs, and then handed them to her.

"The conditions are like this, if you want to eat authentic Jinan snacks, you have to come to this kind of place, so the sanitary conditions can only be secondary. I explained.

Since I was a child, I grew up eating fried dough sticks and tofu brain on Furong Street, and I have become accustomed to this environment. Of course, I'm a little embarrassed to bring Bai Fenfang here. Removing her identity as the eight gods of Yanwangfu, just her appearance, figure, conversation, and knowledge have dwarfed this small shop. What's more, the Yanwang Mansion is famous all over the world, and wherever the eight gods go, the characters of the rivers and lakes are all sent from afar, in and out of high-end restaurants and hotels, and the stars are holding the moon. It's like now, I have to eat at the small shop at the end of Furong Street.

"Very good, in the capital, if you want to eat authentic snacks, you have to go to Niu Street and Gui Street, where the environment is not much stronger than here. Bai Fenfang generously picked up the oil swirl with chopsticks, took a bite of it, and immediately praised it repeatedly, "It's delicious, it's really delicious! No wonder you Jinan people want to push the oil swirl to the first place in the local famous food, it's really delicious." ”

She held the chopsticks in her right hand and took out her phone with her left hand and placed it diagonally in front of me.

"Are you ready? You can talk to Thirteen Young Men face-to-face right away, but it's just on WeChat on your mobile phone. She said.

I was a little surprised, after all, it was noisy and it was not very convenient to talk.

"What's wrong, not used to it?" Bai Fenfang asked.

I shook my head: "Okay, let's get started." ”

Anyway, I believe that Bai Fenfang must have arranged the video call in this case for some purpose. When the image of Yan Tuya appeared on the phone screen, I immediately understood her intentions. It turned out that she wanted to exert invisible pressure on me through the contrast between the high and low environments of the two sides.

(Tianjin)