Chen Baoxiang lay on the kang until dusk, then slowly got up.
He is not afraid of killing, but he does not want to kill meaninglessly.
Liu Yue'e came in and said with a smile: "Someone brought a gift, saying it was arranged by Mr. Yu. It was four-color snacks, four bolts of silk, four pairs of shoes, and four hats. In addition, there was a new school bag.
It’s for Xiu’er.”
She held the gift in her hand and smiled from ear to ear.
Yu Shutong rescued Xiu'er. He was upright and dressed in white as snow. Liu Yue'e admired him and told Chen Baoxiang several times that he was willing to make such a friend.
"very good."
Chen Baoxiang didn't want to spoil Liu Yue'e's interest and nodded to deal with it.
"The person who gave the gift said that Mr. Yu has booked a banquet at Furong Street. Please go to the banquet now. Master, are you feeling well?"
Chen Baoxiang was a little anxious inside. He didn't want to get entangled with Yu Shutong, but he had to deal with it.
He had a strong premonition that the stunning beauty who appeared at the door of the rice shop must be Luo Hongying from the Sharpshooter Club.
This person must have come to Jinan to rescue Ben Leihu.
"Okay, I'll go and bring two jars of good wine."
Chen Baoxiang made up his mind that it was a blessing, not a curse, and that he could not avoid it.
Since Yu Shutong invited me, I didn't dare to go there. I would be a coward and I would definitely not be able to escape.
When he gets there, he won't talk until he sees Yu Shutong.
He went out carrying two jars of wine and passed through Jinju Alley as usual.
After the Japanese entered the city, he became more and more cautious, even a hundred times more careful than when Chief Han was in charge of Jinan, and he would never show his face easily in public again.
It is getting late, there are few pedestrians on the road, and everyone is in a hurry.
Four people died on Qianggen Street in Gongyuan, but it didn't seem to cause much commotion.
He understood that those who died were traitors, not Japanese.
Therefore, big things are reduced to small things, and small things are reduced to small things.
When we arrived at a restaurant in the middle of Furong Street, the waiter was greeting guests at the door. When he saw Chen Baoxiang, he quickly stepped forward to pick up the drink.
"Boss Chen, your friend has been waiting for you in the upstairs seating area."
Chen Baoxiang climbed up the stairs and entered the private seats.
As he expected, besides Yu Shutong, the other person present here was a stunning beauty.
When Yu Shutong introduced her, he did not mention any nickname: "My sister is from the south and will be leaving in a few days. Knowing that Boss Chen is a hero, I specially invited to meet her."
Chen Baoxiang and the beauty were only separated by the three-foot-square Eight Immortals table, and it seemed that they could smell the fragrance on each other's sleeves.
He was embarrassed to look at the other person's face, so he just glanced at him from the corner of his eye while holding a cup of tea.
"Boss Chen, you have many friends and connections. Tell me, can you go to Xie Ma Road to recruit people?"
Yu Shutong brought up an old conversation again. On the surface, he was asking for advice, but in fact, he already had a plan in mind.
"Yes, you can recruit people. When Chief Han was here, he set the rules and prices for recruiting people."
"Haha, Boss Chen, you didn't understand. I'm talking about the present, not the past. Xema Road is the territory of the Japanese. If you want to capture people, how can you capture them?"
Yu Shutong asked Wu Yixiao this question.
Chen Baoxiang did not answer, but drank a cup of tea.
"Old Chen, don't hide it. To tell you the truth, my sister brought twenty small yellow croakers. If you have a way - you don't need to do anything, just give an idea, it will be of great benefit."
After Yu Shutong finished speaking, the woman opened her handbag, took out two gold bars, and placed them in front of Chen Baoxiang.
"Boss Chen, we are all from the green forest. One more friend means a new road, and one more enemy means a wall, right? As long as you open the gold mouth, the gold bars will be yours."
The beauty smiled gracefully and looked at Chen Baoxiang with a pair of wonderful eyes full of smile.
Gold bars are nice, but not easy to get.
Chen Baoxiang knew that if he said something wrong, what would greet him would not be gold bars, but Yu Shutong's bullets.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
"Of course it's to save my fourth brother Ben Leihu."
"Someone has come up with a solution for you, what else do you want?"
"That's a bullshit method. Send someone in to take the blame. If it doesn't work, and my fourth brother is exposed, wouldn't we be finished together?"
This is Yu Shutong's true thoughts. He doesn't believe Wu Yixiao, so he doesn't believe Wu Yixiao's plan either.
Chen Baoxiang shook his head: "I can't help it. I can't help it. The Japanese always have a reason to arrest people. They want to shoot people. Dozens or hundreds of them all died overnight."
He also disapproved of Wu Yixiao's approach, which was simply too risky.
If the plan fails, not only will Ben Leihu not be saved, but another life will be lost.
"Boss Chen, people come up with solutions. The night is still long, let's drink slowly and think about it, how about it?"
The beauty poured the wine herself, but it was not the fine wine brought by Chen Baoxiang, but foreign wine.
She is so beautiful, every movement of her fingers is like performing on the stage.
Seeing her, Chen Baoxiang thought of Gu Lanchun in Tsing Yi.
The two of them, one is the beauty in the play, the other is the real beauty, they are indistinguishable and equal.
"Boss Chen, Ben Leihu is my husband. So this time, you must understand that no matter how difficult it is, no matter how much the family goes bankrupt, no matter how much life is exchanged for one's life, I will save him."
After pouring the wine, the beauty took out two more gold bars and placed them in front of Chen Baoxiang.
Since she admitted that she was Ben Leihu's wife, her identity was correct. She was Luo Hongying, the ninth master of the Sharpshooter Club.
"I really don't have a good plan to help you two. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Chen Baoxiang is not Zhuge Liang, and he cannot strategize and win a thousand-mile victory.
"Boss Chen, I said, people must be saved. Therefore, I can only use some extraordinary means. There are gold and bullets——"
She put her hand into her handbag, and when she took it out again, she grabbed a small, delicate pistol, slapped it on the gold bar, and pointed the gun at Chen Baoxiang.
Chen Baoxiang smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, even if you kill me, I can't think of a way. The Japanese... The Japanese are not human, and I can't figure out their thoughts. If you kill me, I really can't do anything!"
As things have developed so far, Chen Baoxiang actually has a solution.
The method is very simple, that is to rob the prison.
Since everything everyone wants is in the Plum Blossom Mansion on Xiema Road, let's just do something big, tear down the gate, knock down the fence, kill all the guards, and then let the people out.
This strategy is called "Sima Guang smashes the vat" in the art of war book.
"Think carefully, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."
Luo Hongying smiled, her red lips pursed slightly, and she had a charming smile on her lips.
Yu Shutong suddenly sighed: "Sister Ninth, I think it's really difficult for Boss Chen not to tell lies."
"What?"
"Ninth Sister, what I mean is that Fourth Brother must be rescued, but we must take a long-term plan instead of attacking rashly. Once we miss, the loss will be too great. I remember that every time the head of the family held a meeting, he repeatedly emphasized that we cannot
A small loss leads to a big loss.”
"What does it mean to lose a big thing because of a small thing? Is the Thunder Tiger a 'small' one? Since he is a 'small' one, what is a 'big' one?"
Yu Shutong slowly cupped his fists and raised his hands, facing the south: "Liberate China, eliminate the Japanese chiefs, unify the world, and return to peace - this is the ancestral motto of the Sharpshooter Association, and it is for 'greatness'."
Chen Baoxiang watched with cold eyes, knowing that there was already a big difference between Yu Shutong and Luo Hongying.
To save or not to save is the key point of disagreement.