"Brother, they are not good people..."

Several young men didn't care much about this reckless boy who broke in and let Nanfeng pounce from Fujiwara to Du He's arms.

Nanfeng quietly conveyed intelligence to Du He.

Du He said laughing and cryingly: "Jiutong is still inside, and you are not afraid of him being jealous."

"He, he only cares whether my pocket sounds in his mouth. Whether my brother is rich or not, he is only jealous of his sisters in the alley." Nan Feng frowned and raised his head, lifted Jiutong without any mercy.

Nanfeng's voice was quite loud. Jiutong and the others not far away heard the same sound, and they made fun of each other. Jiutong was embarrassed and shook his satin-faced cotton coat, and said indignantly: "Damn girl, which eye did you see me for your money? I have something to do with you. Who told this Japanese to meddle in other people's business?"

"Du Hejun, these people want to take Miss Nanfeng away, I didn't dare to make decisions without authorization. Since you know each other, you can handle it yourself. I'll wait aside?" Fujiwara relaxed and took the initiative to avoid it.

Du He received Fujiwara's kindness and said gratefully: "No need, he is indeed Nanfeng's brother, it's not a problem. Mr. Fujiwara will do it if you have something to do, it doesn't matter."

"I heard it, the Japanese? Let's leave. Let's talk to you. What are you listening to? Could you be thinking about my sister?" Jiutong leaned against the brick wall with a boneless soft body, leisurely dug his nose, and his posture was very unruly, which was incomparable to the cord that Li Jiachang used simple tricks to cheat.

Fujiwara Masato looked at these hippie and smiling slutty people in doubt, and finally left after obeying Du He's words and quickly disappeared at the turn.

Du He breathed a sigh of relief. Fujiwara was the most innocent person in this matter. No matter what Jiutong wanted to do, Du He didn't want to implicate the matter, but Du He never thought that he was the most innocent person with Nan Feng.

Although Nanfeng was small, he was very thoughtful. He immediately pinched the back of Du He's clothes tightly and looked at Du He's back with a firm look on his face.

"Brother Jiutong, there are no outsiders now. Just tell me what you have."

Du He is serious.

Jiutong yawned, walked over with another green skin with a mixed face, sniffed and said, "It's nothing big. My brother is now riding on the east wind of a powerful person, and he has some family business. I'm not looking for you to care about the messy things back then. In this way, tell me, do you know Wang Jie's whereabouts?"

Du He shook his head calmly and said sincerely: "Who is Wang Jie?"

Jiutong narrowed her eyes and looked at Du He. The few Qingpi stopped laughing. The two of them walked to the entrance of the alley, blocking Du He's way, and the rest sneered around.

Du He took a step back and protected Nanfeng in the corner of the brick wall, frowned and said, "Jiutong, I really don't know the person you are talking about. If you have anything to say, please let Nanfeng go home first. Is this your sister scared you to bear it?"

"I won't leave! I want to be with Brother Ah!" Nan Feng poked his head out and shouted crisply, then shrank back.

Jiutong shrugged indifferently, "She won't leave, let's talk about it," Jiutong smiled strangely, "My sister can't be frightened by such a scene."

Du He didn't hear the teasing in Jiujin's words. Instead, he felt that Jiujin was morally corrupt and even ignored his sister. He raised his head with some indignation, and Du He resisted the rush to fight, "What do you want?"

"I didn't think about it. Your Master Du is a new popular figure in Shanghai. Who can do anything to you? The 19th Army has peeled off who has?" Jiutong returned to her lazy look and said carelessly: "You appeared in the gambling process with me, Wang Jie, that time before. If I don't have reliable news, will I come to you as a matchmaker!"

"Boy, Wang Jie offended the big guy. Now someone calls him a name, so you'd better explain it, otherwise if things get bigger, you'll suffer."

"Even if someone stands out for you, if that person wants to take action, you silently sink to the bottom of the river. If someone stands out for you, how much use will it be?"

Seeing that Du He didn't say anything, several Qingpi started to persuade him in turn, saying that every word was reasonable, which was very different from Du He's usual impression of Qingpi gangsters. The establishment of the system would give them a shout of "Great"!

"That big man, what are you doing to find this Wang Jie? Could it be that you want to consolidate him into the river embankment?"

Du He did not nod or shake his head, but instead asked intriguedly.

Jiutong looked embarrassed and spat.

These lowest-level members even had no idea what to do, and they didn't know what to do with Wang Jie, but they couldn't admit that they didn't know. Jiutong's eyes rolled, grabbed Du He's collar, and shouted viciously, "You can honestly explain to you if you ask me to explain the whereabouts of others. I know so much that I'm afraid you will have no life!"

Du He looked at Jiutong calmly, "So you don't know either."

"Little Red Man, fool me!" Jiu Ting was so angry that he waved his fists and was about to take action. Du He's eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see the trajectory clearly in his hands. Jiu Ting seemed to have someone clicked acupoints, fixed on his place, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

Jiu Ting stopped his hand with so many years of intuition and the coldness around his neck, while the other gangsters could see clearly that at his carotid artery, a blade was steadily stopped there. As long as Du He came lightly, Jiu Ting would be in trouble.

"The little thing is so powerful... Alah dares to use the knife."

Jiu Ting grinned and wanted to use his hand to push Du He's blade away. Du He coldly pressed the knife down, and a trace of red immediately emerged. Jiu Ting was so scared that he shivered, and his calves began to tremble.

If it weren't for the urgent shrinking of the Dantian and clamping the fear under the crotch, Jiutong would probably say goodbye to the Qingpi Realm in Shanghai.

Although he didn't say it, several Qingpi were stunned by Du He. Who said he was an honest scholar? With such a posture, even if he went to the Qing Gang, he would not be able to stop him from making a name for himself!

Du He didn't think what he did was extraordinary. He controlled the scene and satisfied him very much. Therefore, Du He also became more and more happy to Jiutong, who was disgusting in front of him.

"Since you don't know, go back and tell your elder brother and let the person you know come to tell me where I live, you know too. If you scare Nanfeng, you will know the outcome."

Jiutong tried his best to say that Du He was smiling and threatening, which reminded him of a famous figure in Shanghai. Such associations made Jiutong completely unable to hold back and surrender without regard for his image.

Du He nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!