"Sanmu, go and help me meet General Yan. I want to meet him as soon as possible." He Zhiying Er ordered the spy Miki, who was responsible for contacting the outside world.

"Hi!" Miki bowed and agreed.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door. He Zhiyinger frowned and ran in a suit and a clerk in a suit from the door. "Your Excellency, there are several local gang members outside asking to see you. The leader of the gang leader in Taiyuan City nicknamed Dazui."

"Gangs? What are they doing?" He usually deals with senior leaders in the military and political circles of China, and does not interact with gangs representing the dark side of the society. However, not having contact does not mean that he does not pay attention to gangs. Yamaguchi's group's ability in Japan is still very clear about the intelligence expert.

"Invite them in." He Zhiyinger planned to meet the local gangsters in Taiyuan. If he could take these people to his own use, or even if he was just to get along well, it would be of great help to Hegong's activities in Taiyuan City.

"Everyone, Mr. Hezhi is welcome." The guard who received the instructions of Hezhiying 2 raised his hand to let the group of gangsters who seemed not serious at first sight.

"Get in!" He waved his hand with big mouth and stepped into the gate of the mansion with a wide chest and a belly folded. The group behind him had big arms, round waists, or sting eyes and agreed and followed him in. When passing by the Japanese gatekeeper, one of the widest shoulders coughed, and the head of the shoulders staggered, and several people laughed and entered the gate of the mansion.

Kazuki Yikyu met his Chinese guests in the living room of the mansion. In order to create a good atmosphere between the guests and the host, Kazuki Office Director specially prepared Japanese refreshments for the guests.

Because he was mentally prepared, he was not surprised at the first sight of these people who were erect and Zhiying Er.

"Welcome to you, please sit down. I am with the owner of the mansion and Zhiyingji. I have prepared famous Japanese tea, please wait." He Zhiyingji ignites fire, boils water, brews tea, and offers tea step by step according to the Japanese tea ceremony procedures.

After Dazui took his guys to find a seat, he looked at Kazuki, who was wearing a kimono, and was busy driving around a tea stove. Although the Japanese moves are more beautiful and elegant, it is purely a pretentious act in the eyes of these people.

The table was a little bit heart-stand-out, and they were not polite, so they grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths. By the time the head of the Hezhi Instructor boiled the water, his guests had eaten all the snacks on the plates.

He Zhiying Er made good tea and handed it to the guests one by one. According to the etiquette of the tea ceremony, the guests should first thank you, then use both hands to pick up the tea, taste it lightly, drink it slowly, and finally return the tea set, and also appreciate and praise the owner's tea set.

However, the guests of Hezhi Mansion today obviously did not have such elegance. After taking the tea bowl with one hand, they poured it into their mouths, and then spit it underground with a "pop", "Damn it, you want to burn me to death!" He raised his hand and threw the tea bowl "clang". The precious blue and white porcelain tea cup was broken into four petals on the spot.

No matter how well He Zhiying Er was in a good manner, he couldn't help but get angry! "Ba Geyalu!" After saying a Japanese curse, He Zhiying Er stood up and glared at the gang of rogues. More than a dozen bodyguards in black suits rushed in outside. These people were all empty-handed, but their waists were bulging, and they were obviously wearing pistols.

Big Mouth didn't care about the thugs who came in at all. He reached out and took out a piece of paper from his arms and slapped it on the table in front of him, "He Zhiyinger, Youdao is the father's debt and the son pays it back. Your brother owes me money, you, the brother, will pay it back for him!"

"My brother? Does he owe you money?" He Zhiyinger looked confused. He has a brother, but how could He Zhisann owe others money? After taking the bill, he saw that it was written in black and white, and he owed a gambling debt of 100,000 yuan. The signature was written in He Zhisannn's name, and it was also covered with handprints. It looked like the format of the bill was fake.

"When did Sannan owe you money? Where is he now?" How could He Zhisannan owe such a large sum of money? This is so strange. If you don't pay it back, He Zhiyinger must ask his brother first.

"Don't worry about when he owes it, anyway, this IOU is true. Please pay back the money with Zhiying Er!" Big Mouth slapped the table and the gangsters who came with him started to make excuses. A noise suddenly sounded in the living room.

This is 100,000 yuan, not ten yuan! How could He Zhiyinger pay for such an unidentified bill? Not to mention that he can't afford so much money, even if he can't get it, he won't give it! He Zhiyinger's face became increasingly ugly, "How did this bill come about? Where is He Zhi Sannan?"

"Damn it, do you care about how the bills are due? I can't buy them with money? Don't play with me for fun, and pay them back quickly! And Zhiyinger, pay back my money!"

"Bageyalu! Where is Kazunashi Sannan?" Kazunashi roared angrily!

"Go to your mother! How can I know where He Zhisann died? He Zhiyinger, don't worry about damn it, hurry up and pay my money! Go and inquire about what I do? I tell you, after today and tomorrow, the interest will be calculated. One cent of interest will be settled on a daily basis, and 100,000 yuan is 1,000 yuan a day. If you don't raise money today, you will have to pay me back 100,000 yuan tomorrow."

Big Mouth was still counting interest on his fingers, and Zhiying Er couldn't help it anymore, "Baga! Try them out and beat them all!"

The Japanese thugs rushed up and swung their fists and hit them! They immediately fought back! The two gangs started fighting in the living room of the mansion. Ding! Bet! Ping! Pong! From time to time, there were vases and benches were broken. Soon some people were hung up with color, blood splashed, and howlings were everywhere. A good living room instantly turned into a battlefield for hand-to-hand combat.

He Zhiying Er was so angry that he trembled all over. He reached out to take out his pistol and stroked it on the ceiling, "Bang! Bang!" and two shots. As soon as he fired, the thugs who were participating in the hand-to-hand combat suddenly remembered that they had guns. These guys took out their guns to warn him. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" After a while, more than a dozen holes were added to the ceiling of the Hemantic Mansion. A series of sunlight shot in through the gun hole.

He Zhiyinger looked at the holes in the ceiling, and his distressed facial features were all tied together.

When Dazui saw that the Japanese really fired the gun, he immediately took the people to retreat to the door. While retreating, he still said the scene habitually: "Okay, you, Zhiyinger, you dare to hit someone if you don't pay back your debts. I'll record this account for you! You are waiting, I will come to find you, and I will calculate the interest tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!