Behind the ring was the theater. Fei Jingting grabbed Fu Yunzhao's hand and ran towards the theater. The owner of the theater was also a wise man. He waved and shouted: "Mr. Fei, come this way, there is a back door!"
The two of them ran out of the back door of the theater, and they didn't slow down until they were sure no one was catching up.
At this moment, Fu Yunzhao asked in confusion: "Brother Jingting, what are we running for?"
"I'm afraid something will happen if you don't run away. Okay, I'll take you to eat something first. We have to hide outside for the next two days."
"Huh? Aren't you going home?"
"When I get home, I'm sure a large group of people will block me inside and I won't be able to get out."
"But I still have a lot of things at home."
"I'll choose a restaurant later. You can go back and get it."
"What to do with the quilt?"
"Go buy more."
After a good plan, the two of them walked out of the French Concession and entered the Italian Concession in a blink of an eye. This Italian Concession is located between the Austrian Concession and the Russian Concession. The ground is narrow. There are only a few hundred foreigners in it, but more than 10,000 Chinese live there.
Many celebrities and dignitaries went to live as apartments in the Italian Concession after leaving office.
When you enter the Italian Concession from the French Concession, you feel like you have entered another country. You will see Mediterranean-style residences, Italian-style architectural corner pavilions strewn with heights, dotted with arches and columns, squares, and gardens, making it look like a high-end residential area.
The little girl Fu Yunzhao held Fei Jingting's clothes and looked around curiously. She was out and about every day, either practicing or refining Gu insects. Where did she have time to visit the Italian Concession?
It was already late May, and pedestrians were gradually wearing thin clothes. When they met, they saw a foreign woman walking over with half of her breasts exposed and holding a small parasol.
Fu Yunzhao blinked and spat: "That foreign woman is so shameless, brother Jingting, don't look at her!"
Fei Jingting was immediately overjoyed and thought to himself, where is this? It’s not like he has never been to the open-air baths in East Germany, so that’s what it’s called... it’s eye-catching!
Maybe it was the wrong time to catch up. When Fei Jingting went there, there were all the uncles and aunts, and his eyes were so wet that tears came to his eyes.
This place is called the Italian Concession, but in fact there are still many Chinese people. Fei Jingting was too lazy to look for a restaurant, so he casually found a Lu restaurant on the roadside and had a bite with Fu Yunzhao.
After eating, he looked for the house number and found the house that Yang Jinglin temporarily lent him.
When I arrived at the place, I looked, oh, this is a two-story bungalow. The courtyard is not big, and it faces the street, but it is absolutely impossible to buy it here without tens of thousands of dollars.
Fei Jingting took the key and opened the door, went into the inner room and looked around. The bungalow was neither big nor small, and it would be a waste to only accommodate two people.
Fu Yunzhao looked around, praised a few words, then took the lead in choosing a bedroom on the second floor, and then ran back to get his things in a hurry.
Fei Jingting Shiran was sitting on the sofa, feeling a little bored. This situation was notorious, and it has been inconvenient to go out recently. After hiding for two days, after arranging chores, he had to go out quickly. Wait for him to come back.
, it is estimated that not many people remember him.
Fei Jingting's prediction was absolutely correct. Many newspapers published supplements that day, just to describe Fei Jingting's great power and kill five Japanese in the ring, which greatly promoted the country's prestige!
Mr. Zhang, the president of Beichen, did not come to see Mr. Yan today, but Professor Qian of Peiyang University did. It was about Fei Jingting.
That day, Professor Qian made a decision and decided to transfer Fei Jingting to Nanyang University. After returning home, Professor Qian immediately wrote a letter to his friend and then turned around to find Mr. Yan.
They had a good conversation at first, but when Fei Jingting was mentioned, the two of them started to get into trouble.
One insists that Beichen University is comparable to the pheasant universities of later generations, and it is sheer waste for talents like Fei Jingting to stay; the other says that Beichen University will eliminate the filth of public universities and will definitely establish a new trend in universities. It is young talents like Fei Jingting who are great
When to show off your skills.
After saying a few words, Professor Qian left in frustration that day. After a few days, he came to the door again today, intending to discuss it with Mr. Yan again.
Unexpectedly, before the quarrel even started, Mr. Yan said: "Did you know that Fei Jingting is also a master of Chinese martial arts?"
"Huh?" Professor Qian has been busy with many things lately, and he really hasn't read the newspapers in the past two days. "What do you mean by this?"
Mr. Yan smiled and handed over a newspaper supplement and said, "Look, Fei Jingting stole the show this time... Hey, I'm afraid that's not a good thing."
Professor Qian took the newspaper suspiciously, glanced at it for a few times, and then looked back at the accompanying picture. After confirming that it was indeed Fei Jingting, he continued reading. After a long time, Professor Qian took a deep breath after reading the newspaper: "
Fei Jingting is really good at fighting! Are you going to let him beat five Japanese to death like this?"
Mr. Yan smiled and said: "Old Qian, I think you should stop working too hard. I'm afraid that Beiyang and Nanyang won't dare to accept it, right?"
With the habits of Beiyang bureaucrats, they just ignore things as long as they can. If you recruit Fei Jingting, a thorn in the side of the Japanese who has offended the Japanese to death, isn't this making you uncomfortable?
Professor Qian was silent. He couldn't say anything about this. It was true that Fei Jingting was young and energetic, but it was the Japanese who provoked him first. No matter what, the fault did not fall on Fei Jingting.
Mr. Yan said: "Look, you can't answer the conversation? We are different in Beichen. I have the final say in Beichen. To tell you the truth, when school starts in the second half of the year, I plan to use Fei Jingting as a living sign.
.I think when the time comes, all the talented people from all over the country will flock to my Beichen University, hahaha..."
Professor Qian was so stimulated that he pointed with his finger for a long time, and finally stood up angrily and said: "Okay, let's forget it this time. If Fei Jingting wants to leave in the future, you can't force him to stay."
"Okay, old Qian, if you have the ability to poach someone, I will never stop you."
With a cold snort, Professor Qian left dejectedly.
In the courtyard, Li Zhizhang, who worked the night shift last night, ran out for a walk. After listening to the newsboy's call, he hurriedly bought a newspaper and walked back while reading.
Just waiting to see the content, Li Zhizhang still can't believe that his brother Fei Jingting is so capable! Those are five Japanese, not five pigs, good guys, they kill them when they say, and they kill the Japanese a little bit.
nothing.
Li Zhizhang felt a chill go down his spine when he thought of how he always yelled at Fei Jingting and behaved like a big brother. Fortunately, Fei Jingting was an honest man and had a good temper. If he had had a bad temper, he would have
I'm afraid that I will end up like those Japanese!
After thinking about it, it seemed that I was quite good to Fei Jingting. I had helped him inquire a lot about the news and tipped off the news once, so I didn't treat him badly. Moreover, Fei Jingting personally recognized him as his brother... Ta Ma
Yes, I actually have such an awesome younger brother!
Thinking of this, Li Zhizhang suddenly started to tremble and spread his arms, wishing he could imitate a crab and walk sideways.
Entering the courtyard, Li Zhizhang caught a glimpse of Mrs. Zhang Hu washing wild vegetables at the door. He snorted coldly when he saw him. Li Zhizhang immediately curled his lips and said: "Ms. Zhang Hu, from now on, please don't mess with me. If you get in trouble, I don't need to take action."
, my brother can kill you with just one finger, do you believe it?"
"Shit, it's not even dark yet, and you're already talking nonsense?"
"Don't believe me?" Li Zhizhang shook the newspaper: "Did you see it? My brother Fei Jingting is in the newspaper again! Yesterday I killed one, and today I killed five Japanese!"
Mrs. Zhang Hu was immediately startled and glanced at the newspaper suspiciously. She was illiterate and only recognized the photo in the newspaper, which was that of Fei Jingting.
Li Zhizhang teased: "Oh, I almost forgot, you have offended my brother a lot before. Hehe, if I were you, I would kowtow to him and apologize. Otherwise, maybe my brother will come to see you when he is upset.
Your bad luck!"
"I...when did I provoke him? I, I just said a few words casually, Mr. Fei is a man who does big things, and he won't care about an old woman like me."
After Li Zhizhang shook it off, he snorted coldly, ignored the anxious Zhang Hu, and walked to the backyard. He shouted to everyone he met: "Do you know my brother Fei Jingting... What's wrong, I'll tell you."
, my brother is embarrassing us again..."
Lishunde Hotel.
Governor Cao has not yet returned to Shanggu, so he finally made a trip to Jinmen. He had to meet everyone he should see before he could return. It was getting dark at this time, and as soon as he saw off a group of guests, his brother Cao Rui started to organize a small group of guests.
Have a drink.
As soon as the food and wine were put on the table, some of his subordinates delivered several newspaper supplements.
Governor Cao glanced at it a few times, and then took a breath of cold air.
Cao Rui stopped his chopsticks and asked, "What's wrong?"
Governor Cao said: "Mr. Fei is really not a showman. Yesterday he killed a Japanese, and today he killed five more! The newspaper said that tens of thousands of people were surging. If Mr. Fei hadn't run so fast and had Yang Jinglin with him,
If the patrol police maintain the situation, they are afraid of trampling on people's lives."
"Fei Jingting? Oh, is that the teacher who knows some martial arts?"
Governor Cao collected the newspaper and said: "This Mr. Fei is not just a simple boxer and kicker. You drank the medicinal wine. How was last night?"
Cao Rui raised his thumb and said, "Third brother, this is amazing! I just drank a small cup. I didn't want to have two spring breezes last night. It's really good stuff."
Governor Cao was an experienced soldier, so it was impossible for him to use the medicinal wine Fei Jingting gave him without trying it. He found someone to try it, but his younger brother Cao Rui learned about it, laughed at him, and then drank some without hesitation.
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Governor Cao said: "That medicinal wine was prepared by Mr. Fei. I heard from Yang Jinglin that Mr. Fei is a master of spiritual practice in the world, and his abilities are unpredictable."
"So divine?"
Governor Cao smiled and said: "There are always some rumors that are not true, but Mr. Fei is indeed capable. Oh, this time the Japanese have lost face. I think Xu will not have a good time this time.
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Cao Rui looked around, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Third brother, do you really plan to replace him?"
Governor Cao pondered and said nothing. Officialdom is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. He has already reached this position. If he doesn't make further progress, if he is unwilling to say anything, how can he share the wealth with his subordinates?