Chapter 413 God, please protect him from illness and disaster
Li Ye saw that Old Song was extremely excited. Even if he was just guessing, he could guess that the tall old guy was his enemy.
Old Song said that he had two enemies, one was Colonel Nakamura and the other was Prince Qiming. Nakamura Kenshou was a Japanese and had little to do with Guan Cihui, so this old guy was naturally the Prince!
Guan Cihui stood still on the inland side of Zhongying Street, looking calmly at the prince opposite her at a distance of more than ten meters.
Both of them stood very straight, had clear eyes and strong aura, like two swordsmen, using this silent method to make the other party feel guilty and reveal their flaws.
After a long time, Lord Beile suddenly made the first move with a smile on his face.
He took two steps forward, stood in the center of the street, and said with a smile: "Master Guan, how have you been these years?"
Guan Cihui's eyes froze, and she nodded stiffly, "Thanks to you, I didn't starve to death."
"Oh~, that's good." Prince Beile said calmly: "You can come from the capital to Guangdong Province to see me, which is considered to be a sign of loyalty.
You can still call me Master when we meet, so we still have some affection. Since you are so kind and righteous, I certainly can't treat you unfairly. You know what kind of person I am. So, do you know what to do next?"
“.”
Guan Cihui slowly shook her head: "Times have changed, I have changed, Master. You have to change too."
The prince raised the corner of his mouth and smiled playfully.
"Then tell me, how should I transform myself? Should I turn into a toad and let you laugh at me? Or should I turn into a tiger and eat you in one bite?"
Guan Cihui's pupils suddenly shrank, and she immediately recalled many past events.
The smiling old creature in front of me was once scarier than a tiger.
The tiger still has a way to eat, but this old thing has an appetite like a bottomless pit, eating people without leaving even a bone.
What should I do? Throw out everything in my pocket and feed the tiger?
Just when Guan Cihui was feeling uneasy, a manager saw the prince standing in the center line.
Although Zhongying Street is very narrow, it is divided by the center line. According to regulations, you cannot cross it at will. Ordinary people take advantage of the fact that the management staff are not paying attention and run across it quickly, and people turn a blind eye. But if you stand on the center line and chat, do you think people are blind?
So the staff immediately sternly rebuked: "That old comrade, step back and don't get close to the center line."
The prince was stunned for a moment, a little angry, but still took a few steps back, then he said to Guan Cihui: "Master Guan, come here and let's talk about it in detail."
An invisible center line plays a magical role.
Guan Cihui, who was a little frightened just now, suddenly became courageous.
He shook his head slowly and said, "No need. I'll just say a few words and leave. We brothers have suffered so much for those things over the years. We must have an explanation."
Prince Beile narrowed his eyes, stared at Guan Cihui for ten seconds, and nodded slowly, "Okay, I'll give you an explanation."
Guan Cihui said immediately, "Okay, we have everything. It's easier for you to ship in Hong Kong Island. We'll split the profits 50-50."
“Heh~”
The prince laughed and said coldly, "How dare you say you want to split the money with the master 50-50? Do you believe I will kill you?"
Guan Cihui stared at the prince's eyes, shook her head slowly and firmly, and said, "You don't dare to come to the capital now, and you will never dare to come to the capital in the future."
Lord Beile restrained his smile and said calmly: "Then do you believe that with a letter of denunciation from me, you will be thrown into jail and your goods will be put in a museum?"
“Puff~”
Guan Cihui laughed several times before saying, "Sir, please stop joking. A pauper is a pauper. Why do you still put on airs and bluff people?"
“.”
The prince stared at Guan Cihui closely, as if he wanted to see into his heart through his eyes.
Guan Cihui was indeed a little afraid of him, but only a little.
[Ah, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and the poor family is ruined~]
The prince smiled coldly, suddenly turned around and left, catching Guan Cihui off guard. His heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly became hanging again.
Guan Cihui instinctively wanted to chase after him, but when she saw the old man walking so fast, she suddenly became scared.
Once you are afraid of snake bites, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years. Lord Qi Ming, is he just a poisonous snake?
. . . . . . . . .
Guan Cihui is timid, but Lao Song is not.
He saw the prince walking towards the gate in the direction of Hong Kong Island, and immediately ran after him.
At this point, he could no longer hide the fact that he was crippled.
Amid the rolling crowd, a lame man dodged left and right, pushing away pedestrians who were blocking his way. He looked like an agile monkey chasing his own peach.
But this monkey’s eyes were full of hostility and his face was full of ferocity.
Closer and closer, Old Song’s bloodshot eyes could already clearly see the back of the prince’s head.
The iron gall in his hand had already split into two, one in each hand, and he was ready to fly it out with all the strength he had gathered.
Because one needs to pass a checkpoint to enter the Sino-British Street, Old Song can only bring these two things with him. Otherwise, he would definitely use a five-shot gun and shoot the old guy in front of him into a sieve with "bang bang bang".
"Die~"
Old Song finally got the chance and raised his hand to throw the iron gall in his hand.
But the two figures that suddenly appeared in front of him blocked his view.
Two alert managers grabbed Lao Song's arm and shouted sternly, "Where are you going? Bring me your letter of introduction. Be honest and accept inspection!!!"
“.”
Old Song was stunned for a moment and tried to break free from the restraints, but the next moment, he found that a small electric baton in the hand of a manager was already against his waist.
Well, if someone presses it just a little bit more, Old Song will lie on the ground convulsing and foaming at the mouth like a patient with epilepsy.
"I"
Old Song wanted to cry but had no tears, and could not utter a word.
But when the two managers saw Lao Song's look, they became even more suspicious and grabbed him and took him to the management office.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brothers. This is our fellow villager. He just found a liar. It was that liar who cheated him out of 160 yuan last time."
Li Ye couldn't hide any longer and had to stand up to help Lao Song out of the predicament.
"Swindled out of 160 yuan? How could there be a liar here? Where did he go? Come on, come on, explain everything to us over there."
The other party kept pestering him, and Old Song finally came to his senses in time.
"No, no, no, this is my eldest nephew. He listened to my lies and actually believed them. Let me have a word with you two brothers."
“.”
After a moment, Old Song walked back to Li Ye with his head down.
Li Ye snorted lightly, grabbed Lao Song's arm and pulled him into the corner. He used 50% to 60% of his strength, and it was estimated that the injury would leave Lao Song "bruised for a week".
When they reached a place with few people, Li Ye asked coldly, "Tell me! What were you trying to do just now? You are quite capable, to kill people in the street in our territory? You are an old man, so you are not afraid of a severe crackdown, right?"
“.”
"Are you dumb? There are so many opportunities. Do you have to do it in such a strict place?"
“.”
Li Ye asked questions continuously, but Old Song kept his head down. He was totally different from the slick and experienced man he used to be. He was similar to the taciturn Wei Jiaxian.
Now Li Ye didn't dare to ask any more questions. After all, it was a grudge that lasted for decades, and asking further would be heartbreaking.
But Li Ye didn't ask, but Old Song suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahahahaha~hahaha~”
“.”
Li Ye looked at Old Song who was laughing so hard that tears and snot came out. He didn't know whether he was really happy or really sad.
But Li Ye was very sure that there was a fire in Old Song's heart that had begun to burn uncontrollably.
Perhaps if the two managers had not stopped him just now, he would have dragged that prince along and burned him to death today.
"I saw him, I saw him, God has opened his eyes. That beast is not dead yet, he is not dead yet. Hahahahaha~"
"Hahahahahaha~, he's not dead yet, God, please bless him, keep him healthy and free from disasters, don't let him die early, he must wait for me hahahahahaha~"
(End of this chapter)
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