As long as there is any hope in things, Deng Long will not give up. Thinking of this, Deng Long finally feels a little more relaxed. He puts out the cigarette that almost burns his fingers, returns to the bedroom and falls asleep no longer able to resist the fatigue of the past few days.
"Old Ma! You go to Lao Li's house and wait for me. I'll go to Zhonghe Hall first!" Deng Long woke up, washed his face, and walked to Ma Tiexin's bedroom. Ma Tiexin was sitting on the bed reading a book.
"Well, let's go! Just meet on time at 8:30, don't delay the important things by lingering around again!" Ma Tiexin took away the book and waved his hand to remind him.
Thinking that he had not seen his beloved spring before he came back, Deng Long felt very anxious. He went downstairs and hailed a rickshaw and went straight to Zhonghe Hall. When he arrived at Zhonghe Hall, the scene in front of him made Deng Long extremely angry.
A black RV with a well-groomed head. The man at the door is none other than Huang Qiao, a greasy-haired and pink-faced young master. Huang Qiao has a cigarette in his mouth and a red rose in his hand. He is boasting proudly to several tall bodyguards around him.
"Old man Pang Zhonghe, if it weren't for the sake of his daughter, I would have asked my father to destroy his Zhonghetang. You don't know that now the entire Shanghai is owned by my father and the Japanese. Destroy him.
Zhonghetang is not like killing an ant." Huang Qiao took out a puff of cigarette, raised his head and said to the bodyguard beside him.
"That's right, that's right! Who in Shanghai doesn't know what our Mayor Huang and Mr. Huang are capable of, but I say, Mr. Pang, why don't you go and ask Pang Zhonghe to hand over his daughter directly? Why do you do it for one?
You put so much thought into it! Which girl in Shanghai doesn’t want to follow Young Master Huang!” the bodyguard Yin said with a smile.
"You know what the heck, I've long been tired of playing with those women, young master. Not to mention the hot figure of this girl from Zhonghetang, and her hot temper. Only a girl like this can arouse my desire, young master. Hehe! I don't even have to tell you.
Got it!" Huang Qiao said with a vulgar expression.
"Mr. Huang, my young lady is sick and can't go to your ball tonight! Please forgive me!" the housekeeper of the Pang Mansion came out and said with an apologetic smile on his face.
"What's going on? Are you sick in the spring? I met her on the street yesterday and she was still fine! Why is she sick now?" Huang Qiao said angrily.
"I don't know about this, Mr. Huang, please come back!" the butler said displeasedly, putting away his smile.
"You are looking for death. How dare you speak to Mr. Huang like this!" a bodyguard next to Huang Qiao shouted angrily.
"Isn't this Mr. Huangqiao? What a loud tone!" Deng Long couldn't hold it in any longer and walked over. With a cigarette in his mouth and a cold smile on his face, he looked at the bodyguard who was uttering wild words.
The bodyguard was overwhelmed by Deng Long's momentum and did not dare to look at Deng Long's eyes. He turned his face and curled his lips in disdain.
Huang Qiao knew how powerful Deng Long was, but the bodyguards around him were all Bagua Zhang masters hired by his father from the Bagua Sect, so he felt confident. He looked at Deng Long with a cigarette in his mouth and said in a greasy tone: "
Oh! Detective Deng, I thought you died in Nanjing, but I didn’t expect you to still be alive! It’s really amazing!”
Deng Long was extremely surprised. How could Huang Qiao know that he had been to Nanjing? Except for Lin Jiale and several of his brothers, no outsider could know about this matter.
"Thanks to Mr. Huang, I, Deng Longfu, am blessed with great fortune. How can it be so easy for me to die!" Deng Long smiled coldly and extended his nightmare-like hand towards Huang Qiao.
Huang Qiao hurriedly hid behind several bodyguards. Remembering that his fingers were almost cut off by Deng Long last time, Huang Qiao was still frightened.
"Seeking death!" Several bodyguards shouted, and Baguazhang and the strong wind jointly attacked Deng Long.
Deng Long snorted coldly, "Brother, I don't have time to play with you today!" Deng Long stepped back, held the Secret of the Heart in his hand, and chanted the spell quickly in his mouth, "The world is infinite, the Secret of the Heart!"
Huang Qiao and the bodyguards felt their eyes go dark, and immediately lost consciousness. They stayed on the spot, dumbfounded, but slapped their faces hard with both hands.
"No! No! This is too dissatisfying. Four of you slap him one, and you take turns to slap the four of them!" Deng Long walked to the powerful Bagua Sect bodyguards and pointed at Huang Qiao.
The bodyguards nodded blankly, and with ten levels of energy in their hands, they hit Huang Qiao in the face. Deng Long nodded with satisfaction, smiled, and walked towards the hall with the old butler who was watching coldly.
In the hall, Pang Zhonghe and Chunchun were playing Go. Chunchun held his chin in his hands and frowned. It seemed that he was in trouble. Deng Long and the old housekeeper came in. Chunchun didn't notice at all.
"Spring! Master Pang!" Deng Long said loudly with a smile, but his eyes were admiring the charming and cute appearance of spring.
"Deng Long!" Spring screamed, jumped up from the chair, came to Deng Long, and hugged Deng Long tightly.
Deng Long gently stroked Spring's golden curls, "Spring, the old man is here!" Deng Long reminded carefully.
"Well, do you know? How worried am I about you? You, a heartless person, went to Nanjing without telling me. If dad's spies hadn't told me that you were fine, I would have wanted to go to Nanjing to find you!
"Chun Chun's eyes turned red, and she snuggled into Deng Long's arms, pouting and saying coquettishly.
"Oh, I'm old. There's no chance for a female college student to be admitted! This girl hasn't even finished playing chess with dad yet!" Pang Zhonghe stood up and burst into laughter. In fact, Pang Zhonghe was not worried about Deng Long's safety in Nanjing.
Knowing that he was just coaxing his anxious daughter, Pang Zhonghe was also overjoyed to see Deng Long back.
Chun Chun broke away from Deng Long's arms, stamped her feet towards Pang Zhonghe and said coquettishly: "Dad, my daughter will never make tea for you again!" After saying that, she ran to the back room to make tea.
"Old man, why is Mr. Huang here again? Isn't the Huang family in decline? I think he seems to be living a more prosperous life than before!" Deng Long saluted Pang Zhonghe and asked puzzledly while sitting on the chair.
"Since Lin Jiale resigned as mayor some time ago, Huang Baisheng, a traitor, took the initiative and defected to the Japanese behind the French Concession. This guy is more shameless than before. He hangs out with the Japanese all day long, and he has become a Japanese dog."
Pang Zhonghe snorted coldly and said angrily
"No wonder this guy dares to speak arrogantly. It turns out he is hanging out with the Japanese," Deng Long said
Huang Baisheng mingled with the Japanese. No wonder Huang Qiao knew that he had gone to Nanjing and was almost in danger. It seems that he should be more careful in the future. It seems that the Japanese are more shameless than imagined.
"Detective Xiaolong, you'd better let those people outside, Huangqiao is about to die!" The old housekeeper suddenly walked in and said helplessly to Deng Long.
Pang Zhonghe looked at Deng Long in confusion. Deng Long smiled and said: "When I came in just now, Huang Qiao made arrogant words, so I punished him a little! If the old housekeeper didn't remind me, I almost forgot.
, the slaps of those Baguazhang masters are not ordinary!"
Pang Zhonghe and Deng Long came to the gate and saw Huang Qiao, whose face was swollen like a pig's face. His eye sockets, nostrils, corners of his mouth, and ears were all beaten with blood by the Bagua Sect bodyguards. The whole pig's face looked extremely ferocious.
Chunchun also chased him out. Seeing Huang Qiao's miserable state, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue at Deng Long. Pang Zhonghe was laughing with laughter, thinking that the Japanese beat his son so badly that he was still lying in the hospital. Now,
Seeing the retribution of Huang Qiao, the Japanese lackey, I felt very relieved.
Deng Long recited a curse and patted several people on their faces, and the people in Huangqiao suddenly woke up.
I thought Huang Qiao would curse, but to his surprise, Huang Qiao touched his swollen face a few times, opened his mouth and started crying.
It turned out that Huang Qiao was a famous playboy. When he touched his face, it swelled several times in size. He thought that his 'handsome face' had been ruined by Deng Long and that he would never be able to pick up girls again. He immediately burst into tears.
Da Huan has never suffered such grievances. He was insulted by Deng Long again and again. At this moment, Huang Qiao was so filled with hatred that he burst into tears.
"Pang Zhonghe, Pang Chunchun Zhonghe Hall, Deng Long, you wait! When I go back, I will tell my godfather, Commander Sakahara, that I must kill you!" Huang Qiao pointed at Deng Long and Pang Zhonghe and cried and cursed.
"No problem, tell Sakahara that I, Deng Long, will be waiting for him at any time!" Deng Long said with a smile, not even looking at Huang Qiao.
Huang Qiao still wanted to say something, but several bodyguards covered their faces, put Huang Qiao in the car, and left Zhonghe Hall dejectedly.
"Old man, I've caused you trouble!" Deng Long turned his head and said apologetically to Pang Zhonghe. He didn't expect that his personal grudge with Huang Qiao would implicate Zhonghetang and offend the Japanese. It seems that Huang Baisheng was so shameless that he
His own son was given to Sakahara as his godson. No wonder Huang Qiao is even more arrogant than before.
"Hmph! All Zhonghetang properties have been sealed, and Wei'er is still lying in the hospital. Sooner or later, the Japanese and I will have to fight to the death!" Pang Zhonghe said proudly, holding his hands behind his back.