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Chapter 79 Friends?

Luo Heng had planned from the very beginning that Zhou Qingquan would not use the money from selling tobacco to open a cotton mill in Foshan.

Now Lao Zhou has changed to buy a ship for transportation.

Do business with a group of ghost gangsters far across the ocean.

Pour smoke from India to Birmingham.

Luo Heng didn't want to worry about it anymore, the batch of smoked soil was a windfall, and he didn't intend to make a fortune from it in the first place.

Let go and leave it to Zhou Qingquan to toss.

"What's the background of those people?" Luo Heng remembered now, he only heard Lao Zhou talking about Birmingham, and didn't ask the other party's background.

Zhou Qingquan rubbed his hands, frowned and said, "I heard it's called a razor blade?
"Do you think these ghosts are weird? Our side is called the Axe Gang or the Knife Society. A gang called the Razor Blade Society can't scare people."

Luo Heng suddenly thought of a possibility.

Some wondered: "Did you translate it wrong? People call it the Razor Party?"

Zhou Qingquan was taken aback for a moment.

Nodding with a smile, he said, "This name is not bad, it sounds much more pleasant than razor blades."

Luo Heng looked at Zhou Qingquan strangely.

He suddenly smiled and said: "I have a dozen people who are going to Hong Kong Island, please help me find a boat and take them there.

"The boat ticket will be deducted from my share. What do you and your friend surnamed Shi want to do? I don't want to ask. Don't come to me in the future, okay?"

Zhou Qingquan was startled.

Strangely said: "Do you know how much an ocean freighter can earn a year now?"

Luo Heng shook his head lightly and smiled: "You will take care of my money, I won't look for you if I lose money, and you will share dividends if I earn money.

"I don't ask what you want, and you don't tell me. The person who helped me was sent to Hong Kong Island, and the ferry ticket was sent to the boxing gym. It was a happy decision like this."

He ignored Zhou Qingquan and turned to the dazed ghost.

Luo Heng suddenly grabbed this guy's neck.

He leaned close to his ear and chuckled: "Brother, I used to not believe in the existence of gods in this world, but because of some things, I am now a little confused.

"I don't know if there are some high-ranking guys who are watching our current conversation.

"But what is certain is that even if there is such a thing, this is Foshan, and the one who looks at us is either Buddha or Sanqing. It will never be Jesus..."

Smith shook her head and waved her hands: "No... no, my friend, God is..."

"No, listen to me." Luo Heng interrupted the other party.

He continued: "Of course I also respect your God very much. Do you know what I especially admire about Brother Su?"

Not to mention Miss Smith's dumbfounded criticism, Zhou Qingquan was confused.

I don't understand at all what Luo Heng wants to say.

Luo Heng patted Gui Lao on the shoulder forcefully.

He laughed and said, "When Jesus was young, he actually had twelve fucking friends. If this is true, I will be convinced that he became a god!"

Walked out of the bank laughing.

As for what Zhou Qingquan will do next, Luo Heng will not ask.

Razor Party, Birmingham...

Do you really think you haven't watched TV?

What the fuck Smith, Luo Heng also remembered who that guy was, obviously his surname was Fu.

A guy who messed with someone else's sister and also wanted to run someone else's business.

Suddenly ran to the east, but also to help the gangsters open up the east-west trade route?Is it really so easy to be fooled by a buddy?
After returning to the boxing gym, Luo Heng continued to comprehend the mystery of dark energy without mentioning it.

It is true that many friends have multiple paths.

Before it was dark, Zhou Qingquan sent someone to send news that there was a cargo ship passing Foshan at night, and its destination was Hong Kong Island.

The brothers in the boxing gym have already made preparations.

He sent the family of the third senior brother and six boxing gym students to board the boat at the pier.

Luo Heng and Ma San returned to the boxing gym.

Suddenly so many people left.

Nuo Da's boxing gym seemed a little deserted.

"When are we leaving?"

Seeing Luo Heng standing in a daze beside the brushed stake, Ma San frowned and asked.

"Tomorrow morning, let's take the train to Shanghai..."

Luo Heng came back to his senses, and responded casually.

Ma San frowned: "There is a boat from Guangzhou to Shanghai, why take the train, the journey will take two more days."

Luo Heng smiled.

He replied, "Stop by to see some friends."

At this time, Chen Shi came out of the room and said with a smile: "Master Luo, you are leaving tomorrow, I will go buy some wine, and see you off tonight."

Luo Heng thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's not that troublesome. Since you want to drink, why don't you go out and eat together, so you don't have to come back to clean up."

In the past, in the boxing gym, the chores of cooking and washing dishes were all done by Ah Hou and others.

Luo Heng really didn't want to ask for this trouble.

The three of them went out together.

It was getting late, and all the restaurants and restaurants on the street were closed.

After searching around, the only places that can eat, drink and do business at this hour are entertainment clubs like Jinlou and Changsantangzi...

The three of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

No one said anything, and went straight to the higher-grade Jinlou.

When a guest enters the door, the guy who greets the guest immediately steps forward.

Luo Heng was recognized at the first sight.

I was stunned on the spot.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Go and set up a table for us, and serve the selected wine."

After Luo Heng gave an order, the leader went upstairs.

The little guy came back to his senses, and hurried inside.

The three of them went upstairs and randomly picked a box to sit down.

The sound of singing can be heard faintly in the distance, and figures in various cheongsams walk gracefully in the corridor.

Bursts of warmth and fragrance are overflowing, people are in it, and there is a charming atmosphere unconsciously.

Lao Deng is simply the local emperor who ruled the Foshan nightlife market.

This business is complete, and it really wins the hearts of customers!
Not long after the three sat down, a person suddenly turned into the door.

Luo Heng thought that the speed at which Jinlou served food was amazing...

Looking up, he saw the old lamp with an emerald cigarette holder dangling from his mouth. He frowned and sat down, staring at Luo Heng and said, "Little Chi, what are you doing here?"

"Of course it's for dinner, Uncle Deng, you open the door to do business, don't you understand the rules?"

Luo Heng replied casually, and said with a sneer: "You are the shopkeeper, you know better than me where the Golden Building is.

"If a few girls came in from outside just now, I can take it as your service is considerate, and you will give a tip when you can't leave.

"But you, the big shopkeeper, ran over angrily and asked the guests what they were doing, isn't it a bit annoying?"

Uncle Deng took two deep puffs of his cigarette, and said in a bad mood, "Eat honestly, don't cause trouble today, and go back after eating."

After finishing speaking, he nodded to Ma San again, cupped his hands and said, "I still have something to do over there, so I won't accompany you any longer..."

Before leaving, he glared at Luo Heng again, turned and went out.

Brother Yong, who was leaning against the door, moved his mouth, hesitated to speak, and left together.

Luo Heng was a little bewildered.

After a while, a woman in a cheongsam brought over food and wine.

"Today's table, the shopkeeper ordered it, and he gave it to you. Please use it slowly..."

After putting away the last dish, the charming woman in a cheongsam showed a coquettish smile at Luo Heng, and said something sweetly.

Luo Heng's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Chen Shi and Ma San.

Throwing down a sentence: "Eat first, I'll relieve you..."

Follow the woman out of the box.

Seeing Luo Heng catching up, the woman stopped at the end of the corridor, leaned against the corner of the wall, and said with a charming smile: "Master Luo, do you want to eat, or do you want to do something else? If I don't wait for you, are you Don't you have to chase him to the back kitchen?"

Luo Heng said with a smile: "Sister Shuang, this is considered a promotion for you. Since you entered the Golden Tower from Changsantang, your value has skyrocketed, right?"

The woman was the twin sisters of the night shift technician whom she had met in Changsantang before.

The two are considered acquaintances.

"Isn't this thanks to Master Luo's blessing? They still want to find an opportunity to thank Master Luo."

Sister Shuang smiled coquettishly, her body seemed to have no bones, and she stuck to Luo Heng.

Luo Heng took a step back calmly, and leaned his back against the wall of the corridor.

"Let me ask you, are there any special guests in the Jinlou tonight? Why are Lao Deng so nervous?"

Sister Shuang rolled her eyes: "Oh, I just came here, how do I know about those important people..."

Luo Heng frowned, and said impatiently: "Stop fucking nonsense, just say what you can, if you can't say fuck off, I'll find it myself."

Sister Shuang has seen it with her own eyes, Luo Heng beat Brother Yong back, and even yelled at Uncle Deng face to face.

The same is Chang Santang's red card.

She also heard about the whereabouts of Sister Feng, who is now the wife of the county magistrate.

Seeing that Luo Heng really put down his face.

Not daring to do it again, he gritted his teeth and said under his throat, "I really don't know what's going on, but in the past two days, a group of people from Dongying have been running into the building every day.

"When those people came, Uncle Deng was in a bad mood, with a gloomy face all day long..."

Luo Heng was startled.

It suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to have seen a group of Dongying people at the pier before.

Are those guys still in Foshan?

What do Dongying people do with Laodeng?
The doubts in his heart were even heavier, but he also knew that it was impossible to ask Sister Shuang for news at this level.

Flipping out a silver dollar, it fell into Shuangjie's hands.

"This is for you to drink tea, just pretend I didn't ask."

Sister Shuang took the money and bowed her head in thanks: "Thank you, Lord Luo, for your reward..."

Turned around and went to the kitchen.

In fact, she was always placed in Changsantang before, even if for some reason, she was transferred to Jinlou.

It is also impossible to receive guests like the girls in the Golden Tower.

After all, if the man who came to Jinlou to play, if he knew that he was spending a lot of money on the teacher, he had worked night shift in Changsantang before.

That's for reputation.

Luo Heng didn't go back to look for Ma San and Chen Shi, but walked along the corridor.

Turning a corner, I happened to see Brother Yong and Brother Shou sitting at the door of a box.

At the table on the other side near them.

There were a few men sitting upright, neither of them spoke...

Luo Heng frowned slightly, seeing that those people seemed familiar.

But I'm not sure if I've seen it before...

I was thinking about whether to come forward and have a chat to test it out.

Suddenly the door of the room opened.

A man with a shaved round inch came out side by side with the old lamp.

"Mr. Miura, I will definitely pass on your proposal to the boss. You also know that although we run the Jinlou, we can't be the master..."

Uncle Deng walked and talked.

The Dongying man named Miura bowed to the old lamp board.

Said in blunt Chinese: "Then please Mr. Yu, please be sure to convey, we are very sincere to seek cooperation..."

An evil fire rose in Luo Heng's heart.

According to the meaning of this conversation, Lao Deng and his gang are discussing cooperation with the little devils.

Nima, these old guys are really not good birds.

Luo Heng also recalled at this time, isn't this Miura the Japanese military officer obsessed with martial arts in the movie "Ip Man 1"?

People from the Japanese military community, what kind of cooperation can they discuss with Shangjinlou?
Suddenly, Luo Heng thought of a possibility.

Ding Lianshan!
The Dongying people have been looking for the whereabouts of Ding Lianshan, the ghost of the Northeast.

And not long ago, Ding Lianshan appeared in Jinlou.

Look at the way Lao Deng chats happily with the Dongying people.

Luo Heng wished he could rush out immediately and expose this guy's hypocrisy face to face.

The old man is also blind, to be a brother with this kind of person.

Looking at the Dongying people who were sitting before, they all got up at this time.

Following Miura's lead, he bowed in unison.

He pulled the clothes around his waist, revealing a bulge.

Luo Heng knew in his heart that these people should all be carrying guns.

It was different from the group of country thugs brought by Wu Zhichong and Hu Wan last time.

These people are from the military, and their marksmanship is definitely better than Huang Silang's men.

Luo Heng quietly retreated to the corridor, and left slowly with light steps.

Damn it, it's a good thing my buddy wasn't stupid enough to believe Liu Rui's words before.

This old lamp is not a good thing!
Luo Heng was worried about something.

Back in the private room, his expression was not good.

Chen Shi and Ma San immediately noticed his strangeness.

Both of them are a little strange.

But he didn't ask anything.

Chen Shi and Ma San were not quite in the right mood, and during this period of time, the two of them often quarreled with each other verbally.

Originally, it was better to have Luo Heng in the middle to buffer.

Afterwards, Luo Heng didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, and the food and drink were no longer delicious.

After eating a few mouthfuls hastily, he proposed to go back to rest.

The three returned to the boxing gym.

Luo Heng had no intention of chatting, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Before entering the door, Luo Heng looked at Ma San meaningfully.

This guy was originally a product of defecting to the enemy and judging the country.

But now following me, such a thing should not happen.

Seeing that Ma San was turning around and opening the door.

Luo Heng suddenly called out: "Ma San..."

Ma San turned around curiously: "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard that there are many Dongying people in the northeast, do you recognize them?"

Ma San was stunned: "There are indeed many, and I know a few, what's wrong?"

Luo Heng tucked his hands into his sleeves, quietly put his mind into his backpack, and asked calmly, "I heard that they are upright and respectful of etiquette. It must be good to be friends with them, right?"

Ma San frowned and said, "The Dongying people won the naval battle back then and forced Qian Qing to cede the land for compensation. In the past few years in the Northeast, they have also been tyrannical, relying on their national strength not to take ordinary Chinese people into their hearts, and bullying the common people has happened from time to time.

"I've never regarded those people as friends. Where did you hear that they know the etiquette? I think Little Dongying only knows the small etiquette but not the big one."

Luo Heng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I just heard about it, and asked casually when I thought of it. Let's go to bed early, and we will set off tomorrow morning..."

Ma San looked at Luo Heng pushing the door and entering the room in a strange way.

Frowning, he stood on the spot and thought for a while, but he couldn't see what Luo Heng was thinking, so he turned and went back to the house...

I didn't realize that Ma San at this time had the idea of ​​leaning towards the Dongying people.

In the original play, Ma San was sent back to the Northeast by his master Gong Baosen for the same reason.

Forced him not to become famous for ten years.

Resentment grew in my heart, and I ended up breaking the can, and chose Dongying people as the backer, as the chairman of the martial arts association formed by the Puppet Manchukuo, and directly turned against the master and forced his debut...

Luo Heng didn't light the lamp, and sat on the edge of the bed in the dark. After a while, he suddenly flipped his hands.

Take a loaded pistol from your backpack...

(End of this chapter)