"The opportunity to make money? Help you promote the power of Guanyin in the teleportation system? No problem, I will invite a small yellow croaker a day, and I will invite a singing troupe to sing for you for half a month." Ye Se laughed.

He didn't see what happened with his own eyes, but he believed that Zhang Peifeng would not be so bored.

"It's very important to use your connections. I need to connect with the Luoyi underground guerrillas and ambush a group of about a dozen people carrying weapons." Zhang Peifeng's face was so serious that he had never seen before.

What he said was the question he had just interrogated Nozawa.

Nozawa did not answer, but his subordinates brought Fujimoto's confession.

How many people? Eleven, two.

When? Tomorrow night.

What are you doing? Assassination.

"What's the situation?" Ye Se's joke came to an abrupt end.

"I didn't figure it out, but this team will arrive tomorrow night. There are people around me, but I can't summon so many people in a short time, so I don't have the confidence to win."

Ye Se's face was expressionless, but his brain was turning sharply.

He faces a difficult choice.

Is what Zhang Peifeng said true or false?

Although the two of them had a perfect cooperation in the past, they were all transactions between individuals' public identities and never involved underground parties.

However, he really intercepted a telegram of a secret killing plan, and proved it to Zhang Peifeng's words.

Unless this is a trap that lures guerrillas as bait.

If it is true, designing this trapped person's pattern, making wisdom and ambitions is extraordinary.

Ye Se smiled again and asked smoothly: "Fourth Young Master, do you think I am the leader of the underground party? Can you call them in one word?"

Zhang Peifeng did not answer the words, looked at him with a serious expression, waved his hand, and called the rickshaw driver who had been waiting for him outside.

"I have something to do, let's go first."

The first time, Zhang Peifeng left him alone and gave him a big, embarrassing cold.

Yese wanted to convey the message and meet Zeng Yunfeng, but he couldn't go anywhere and dared not go.

He followed Zhang Peifeng and listened to his secrets. From now on, he must be wary of Zhang Peifeng's people and follow him in turn.

The mood of night is like the current weather, whistling and turbid.

He was also confused about one thing, what exactly was born in the temple?

What can be confirmed now is that something must have happened inside. He once heard a tragic shout in the strong wind. Although it was silent afterwards, according to his judgment, this sound was like the sound that came out after torture in the interrogation room, which was familiar.

In addition to Zhang Peifeng's description of giving birth to twins, it is a possibility that he attacked the person who was caught, and it was still very cruel, and the blood stained the ground red.

Ye Se turned his head and looked at the Guanyin Temple on Shuozi, leaving with all kinds of guesses.

The Secret Service is bizarrely in low temperatures.

Shen Qingfeng had already fallen into the door several times, and he drove out all the people who entered it.

"Staff General Chang, Brother Chang, this request for release requires the signature of Director Shen. Do you help me send it in?" Even though Lin Liguo was so brave, he was afraid at this time and begged Chang Shanheng for help.

Chang Shanheng sneered: "Brother, am I easy to cheat or bully?"

Lin Liguo smiled: "Not even, if you go in, Director Shen will definitely give you face."

He continued to wear a high hat to Chang Shanheng.

Chang Shanheng turned around and called Zhang Xuchu, who had been driven out once: "You send this telegram to me, and you must let the seat sign."

At the first level of official position, Zhang Xuchu took the telegram from Yicai with his teeth bared.

He has been in trouble for eight lifetimes and has repeatedly been in conflict with his superiors in the past two days. It seems that he needs to go to the Buddha Tathagata to ask for an amulet, and ask the monk to consecrate him.

"Brother Chang, what happened?" Ye Se saw two or three people standing outside Shen Qingfeng's office door, pushing me and I pushing you, and no one wants to go in first.

When encountering this situation, the problems on the surface can be seen at a glance.

"I don't know, it's inexplicable, but according to the service officer in the department of Shen, he became like this after making a phone call."

Ye Se smiled lightly, slipped into his office, closed the door, pretending not to know anything.

In my heart, the night is more anxious than anyone else.

This anxiety was not until noon, and he finally had the excuse to go to the small restaurant where Song Kai worked.

The owner of this restaurant is an honest middle-aged man. After visiting Ye Se several times, he has known his identity and has always been keeping a distance.

Usually, after saying hello enthusiastically, they hide in the kitchen, entertain and receive all the matters of payment to Song Kai.

This just gave Song Kai and Yese the opportunity to secretly connect.

"Tell Lao Zeng that I will go to Yihonglou in the afternoon and see him if you have an urgent matter, the faster the better." Ye Se whispered to Song Kai while he settled the score after the meal.

In the afternoon, the strong wind suddenly stopped. After less than an hour, the sun shone brightly, and the yellow sand in the morning became a dream that remained in people's memory.

Ye Se held a cigarette in his mouth, changed into a moon-white satin dress, rubbed his head in a mess, like a man who was mixed up in the underworld.

For the first time in his life, he took a walk around Yihong Building alone. He pretended to be a greasy and a sloppy person, imitating Zhang Peifeng's actions that day, teasing this and teasing that.

"Miss, you are so beautiful."

"Oh, you hit me, where did it hurt? Of course it's heartbreaking."

"Look at me, let's discuss it. I didn't bring the money today, so I owe it first. Can I give you twice as much tomorrow?"

"Hey, if you don't work, it won't work. What's the point of hitting it? It hurts!"

But there are exceptions.

A very slutty woman hugged his arm: "Come on, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, I have it. I fell in love with you at first sight. She is handsome and has a good figure, but I don't know if it tastes good?"

After saying this, Yese immediately pretended to be dissatisfied: "You, you think I really have no money. Wait, I will come and deal with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he slapped his butt and left.

He was in Yihong Building and did not find any doubts.

The night left Yihong Building and walked to a pink headdress stall opposite.

He took out a few fiat coins from his pocket, pretended to buy rouge, and whispered to the stall owner Wan Jun: "Is Zhu Zhengming here?"

"No, it should have come long ago as usual, and I haven't seen it today." Wan Jun borrowed money and replied in a low voice.

These days, under the big tree opposite the Yihong Building, he set up a stall selling powder and decorations, a cart, a box, four stools, and a door panel. He set up a stall at 8 o'clock in the morning and closed the stall at 8 o'clock in the evening.

"What about something else? Is there anything suspicious?"

"No, I'm messing around every day. Lao Feng didn't come. I may not be sure. If I miss it, I'll forgive me." Although Wan Jun has been in the military camp for a long time and has been bullied by the old man, and has good speaking skills, he never speaks full and always leaves room for himself.

"Slipped, but it's right." Ye Se criticized him without hesitation.

If you are too powerful and too relaxed, you must be too important. The key point is to make him afraid of himself and admire himself.

"Yes." Wan Jun was a little scared, and his tone of answering became stiff.

Ye Se leaned against the stall and took out a cigarette from his pocket to light it. His eyes were staring at the gate of Yihong Building with lustful eyes, whistling in his mouth, and breathing in his mouth.

He was waiting for Zeng Yunfeng to appear.

Standing here, you can not only observe Yihong Building, but also make it easy for Zeng Yunfeng to find him.

When the night was about to finish smoking a cigarette, Zeng Yunfeng swayed over, stood beside him, pretending to choose a girl's head flower.

His elbow picked up and put down the gap, and hit Ye Se's waist.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zeng Yunfeng turned around and complained about the night.

His outfit today is black, with a pair of black sunglasses on his nose, and a knife is vaguely placed in his waist with an open arms. From the outside, he looks like a hooligan.

Ye Se looked at Zeng Yunfeng coldly: "Looking for trouble?"

Zeng Yunfeng pulled his short sleeves up his shoulders and heads with his left and right hands, and asked arrogantly: "Who is looking for trouble? He still doesn't know how to apologize if he hits someone, or is he acting arrogantly? Or do he want to fight? He is with his employees and employees."

As the collar flashed, the short knife completely leaked out, and I could see it very clearly.

"Damn it, this is the first time that Labor and Capital have seen someone as unreasonable as you, practice!" The night was stern.

Zeng Yunfeng pointed his thumb back with his right thumb: "Let's go, practice there, you must be afraid to call me grandpa, what's going on today is over."

Ye Se laughed: "Don't think that you have helpers and labor companies and will be afraid. Let's go, no matter where you go, I will accompany you."

Wan Jun, who was standing behind the stall, pulled out a knife from the cart, looked at Ye Se, waiting for his order.

Yese stopped Wan Jun with his eyes, and then tilted his head, implying that he was staring at Yihonglou and he would solve the fight himself.

Wanjun is undoubtedly convinced of Ye Se's ability.

The boss can hit him with bare hands or pull out his pistol to shoot. Seeing that he is happy, he wants to act arrogantly in front of the secret service office, he is seeking death.

Wan Jun nodded and signaled Ye Se, he understood.

Ye Se and Zeng Yunfeng pulled and pulled, and no one let go and pulled each other aside.

Ten meters away is the intersection.
To be continued...