Cui Xiaobin was drinking tea while looking at Yuan Shikai. Yuan Shikai was sitting opposite him, and the two looked at each other. Yuan Shikai smiled: "You are the leader of the gangs in the capital, and I am the leader of Baidao. In fact, I have wanted to be with you for a long time.
Let’s meet. I sent people to clear things up many times, but you just didn’t come. I didn’t expect to meet you in this way today. Doesn’t Mr. Cui feel a little uncomfortable?”
Cui Xiaozhen smiled and said: "Very good! Very good! It's much more comfortable here than my home. It would be even better if I could smoke some cigarettes again!"
"This can satisfy you!" Yuan Shikai stood up with great effort: "I don't smoke, and I can't get used to the smell of cigarette smoke. Since the old man proposed it, I, the master, will bear with you and satisfy your request!"
Someone brought Cui Xiaobin his own large hookah. Cui Xiaobin nodded, slowly filled it with tobacco, lit it with a fire stick, and took two strong puffs: "It feels good! Thank you very much, President."
Yuan Shikai waved his hand: "Does the old man have any unfulfilled wishes? You might as well tell me! If I can do it, I will definitely help the old man do it!"
Cui Xiaozhen shook his head: "I don't have any wishes. Even if you may not be able to do it, it's better not to say it! I've drank this tea and smoked cigarettes. When will you send me on my way?"
Yuan Shikai's expression suddenly changed, and his smiling look was quickly hidden behind his sinister and cunning eyes. Several soldiers came in, picked up Cui Xiaobin and walked out the door. Cui Xiaozi laughed loudly: "Although I, the Qing Gang
He is not from a distinguished family, but he is still Chinese after all. I helped you today. How will you explain to the ancestor when you go to the underworld in the future! Hahaha..."
Xiao Shunzi pulled the rickshaw, and together with Long Jie and Hei Wa, they ran out of the city while the city gate was still open. They met Ma Xingkong in a small dilapidated temple outside the west gate.
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Ma Xingkong opened the car curtain: "Master! Master! I have frightened you, my disciple..."
Halfway through the words, Ma Xingkong was stunned on the spot and stared at the people in the car. Their clothes, hair, and body shape were indeed exactly the same as Cui Xiaobin's. But this face was not Cui Xiaobin's.
"Ah! What's going on?" Xiao Shunzi asked.
The people in the car were trembling with fear as they sat inside. Long Jie pulled him out, pushed him to the ground, and stepped on the man's chest: "Tell me! Who are you? You don't know how you fell into our trap."
Che, I’ll skin you alive!”
The man's body tightened, and a stream of liquid flowed out along his thigh. Ma Xingkong pulled Long Jie away and said, "Let him go! This old guy Yuan Shikai actually played a trick with me to exchange a civet cat for a prince. We really
Fell into a trap!”
"What about Master Cui?" Xiao Shunzi looked at Ma Xingkong eagerly.
"Master Cui has been secretly executed by Yuan Shikai! His body is hanging at the city gate for public display!" Someone spoke angrily outside the door.
Hei Wa and Long Jie took out their daggers vigilantly. Rose came in from the door with a smile, dressed like a man, with a thin body that could not hold up the expensive dress. Ma Xingkong looked at Rose: "You are
Didn’t you already know that this would be the result?”
Rose nodded: "That's why I didn't let you go, but I didn't expect you to go anyway!"
Long Jie said angrily: "You actually drugged our brothers! It's best to leave before we get angry, otherwise don't blame me for being a man bullying a woman."
Rose smiled and said: "Such a loud tone? Haha, there is no need for you to be angry. I have finished speaking and I will leave right away!"
"Stop!" Ma Xingkong said. Rose stopped and turned her head: "Brother Ma, what's the matter?"
Ma Xingkong said: "Although I don't know what you are doing, I know that you are very dissatisfied with what Yuan Shikai has done! If I guess correctly, there should be big moves in the near future. I will tell you today, as long as it is
To deal with Yuan Shikai, the Qing Gang and I need to be free, you know where to find me!"
Rose nodded and bowed deeply to Ma Xingkong: "Brother Ma's words are on point. I, Rose, would like to thank Brother Ma on behalf of the 40 million Chinese compatriots."
The night was eerily quiet. A few men in black quietly walked to the south door. A dozen policemen gathered around a fire to keep warm. Although it was late spring, the moisture coming up from the underground at night was still very cold.
Right next to them, on top of a high flagpole, a man was hanging from it with his hands tied.
"You said that this old boy is tormenting our buddies even after he died. What a damn unlucky thing! What would it be like to sleep on the kang with my mother in my arms during such a good time!" a policeman said in narcissism.
Get up. The people next to you burst into laughter.
"Who the hell threw me?" The policeman who was hit hurriedly turned around, his hands were so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, and the firelight could only illuminate a small area. After searching for a long time, he couldn't see anything.
"Ouch!" A policeman opposite was also hit by something. The policemen turned around quickly and searched for a long time, but still found nothing.
"Which one of you just scolded me?" The voice came from the flagpole. It was not loud, and it was very hoarse! It was creepy to hear in this night. The hair of the policemen all stood up. Their scalps were numb, and several people
They were huddled together, their legs shaking like chaff.
"No one admits it?" The voice came again: "Then I will take you all away!"
"Ah!" The policemen were completely stunned. They knelt down one by one and kowtowed: "Master Cui, have mercy on me! Master Cui, have mercy on me! It's Zhang San who scolded you, and it has nothing to do with us!" Zhang San's face turned green.
He looked around, and the policemen beside him hurriedly stayed away from him as if they were seeing a god of plague.
"Master Cui! I don't know! My ignorance has angered you. Seeing that I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-month-old child, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again next time."
!" Zhang San cried continuously, with runny nose and tears, and kept kowtowing to Cui Xiaobian's body.
"Forget it! The adults don't remember the faults of the villain! You all can get out!"
"Thank you, Mr. Cui! Thank you, Mr. Cui!" Several policemen hurriedly got up from the ground, urinating one by one, scurrying around, and soon disappeared.
Long Jie picked it up from the flagpole. Ma Xingkong and others worked together to slowly lower Cui Jiu's body. Holding Cui Jiu's body, he helped Cui Jiu wipe the dust off his face, tidy up his clothes, and unbutton the collar.
Buckle them up, remove the dirt from the soles, and place them gently on the carriage. Several people silently pulled Cui Jiu out of the city.
On an unknown small slope outside the city, Ma Xingkong paid Cui Jiu's death in accordance with the etiquette of a filial son. Although there were only a few people, the atmosphere was very sad. Cui Jiu had nothing to say to Ma Xingkong and his brothers.
, Cui Jiu took care of Ma Xingkong and the others like a father and grandfather. Xiao Shunzi cried the most sadly. He stayed with Cui Jiu the longest, and everyone shed tears. Since the last time Lao Yezi and Sister Huo died,