The wind blows from the South Sea

Chapter 52 Caught the tail

After dinner, Feng Guohui wore a cool and light linen blouse and sat under the eaves, drinking tea leisurely and enjoying the quiet night.

The cool evening breeze blows on the body, which is particularly pleasant.

Xue'er has a voice as good as a lark. Not only does she sing beautifully in bed, but she also sings ditties in a subdued and melodious way, which is very charming.

At this moment, she was standing in the courtyard, holding a fragrant handkerchief and singing a little tune.

The other maids were leaning against the colonnade, but Master Feng Guohui was sitting in the middle listening to music, shaking his head and tapping the time, looking like he was hated by others.

deep into this era

Only then could Feng Guohui understand why wealthy families in the old days would often have a theater troupe at home. There was so little entertainment in the evenings.

Human energy is limited, so you can’t just go to bed as soon as the lights go out, right?

Looking at the resentful glances thrown at these beautiful girls from time to time, he finally knows what sweet cakes are? What is Tang Monk Meat? What does it mean to be cold at a high place?

As the only master and aloof master in this small courtyard, Feng Guohui has absolute power of life, death and seizure over all the maids and servants. He is the only focus of this small courtyard.

The only wish of pretty maids

That is to be able to climb onto Feng Guohui's bed and fly on a branch to become a phoenix. Even if there is no emotion, even if Feng Guohui shows his bestiality after drinking, it is fine.

This made Feng Guohui regret a little. He was really anxious to close the house earlier.

After realizing this, Feng Guohui made a solemn decision;

From now on, we must raise the standards for housing acquisitions. We will not accept any women unless they are stunningly beautiful. All ordinary rouge and vulgar girls will be put aside. My body is precious.

Listening to the song, Feng Guohui was thinking wildly when there was a knock on the door in the small courtyard.

The cook Aunt Zheng hurriedly walked to the yard and looked back at Feng Guohui with a questioning look. At this time, all the pretty maids entered the house consciously.

Even Xue'er, who had just been singing, stopped singing and hurried back into the house.

This shows the disadvantages of a small courtyard. For a small family, there is only such a courtyard and there is no inner house. If outsiders come, don’t the women have to avoid it?

Generally speaking

Unless it's important matters, Nanyang Company's subordinates won't knock on the door at night. They must be at least the backbone of captain level or above, otherwise it would be chaos and no rules.

Seeing that all the maids and concubines in the yard were avoiding him, Feng Guohui nodded calmly and remained sitting on the recliner without moving at all.

Aunt Zheng, the cook, walked over and opened the door. After asking a few questions, she closed the door and turned back to report;

"Sir, it's Chief Wu from the Shijing Fang who is outside the door. He said he has something important to report to you. Look..."

"Oh, let him in."

"The servant knows."

Chief Wu is Ma Ganqiang, and his name is Wu Shiqiang. He got this nickname because he is as thin as a Ma Gan, but he is very shrewd and skillful in his work.

Turn around

Ma Ganqiang followed the cook Aunt Zheng in. When he saw Feng Guanghui from a distance, he clasped his fists and bowed. After Feng Guohui nodded, he walked over, bent down and said;

"Master Ding, we finally have news about Huang Laoliu, who we have been looking for. He is hiding in a house in the south of the city. I heard that it is a secret residence that he keeps, and he has hidden it from everyone."

"Oh, is the news accurate?" Feng Guohui perked up as soon as he heard it, sat up and asked.

Huang Laoliu is Huang Renhe, the police chief of the patrol room. This man is a remnant of the Huang family and one of the key figures.

While Zheng Xiucai was stationed in Surabaya City, he had several conflicts with the Huang family, but he escaped all of them.

On the night when Feng Guohui led the southbound mule and horse caravan back to Surabaya City, this man probably heard the news from Huang Laogui and disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world.

This hiding lasted for ten days.

Huang Renhe knew in his heart that Nanyang Company would never let him go.

"The news is indeed true. This matter was reported by the servant in the water house. This guy's bones are so hard that he didn't say anything even if his legs were broken." Ma Ganqiang was also very happy when he got the news. Seeing his brother They had all made meritorious deeds, so he was naturally very anxious.

Since this time

Taking advantage of Nanyang Company's strong momentum, he attracted a large number of people in the patrol room and also recruited a few subordinates, so he could basically go sideways.

But Huang Renhe has always been a thorn in the way of his rise, and he must be removed quickly.

However, this person was as spirited as a ghost. He would disappear at the slightest sound, and even after a lot of effort, he could not be found.

This means that the foundation of Nanyang Company is too weak. The three major families in Surabaya City all know some news about the Huang family, but for some reason of grief, they are unwilling to share the whole story.

Maybe he couldn't stand the Nanyang Company's ruthless methods of eradicating the roots, so he deliberately helped hide it.

"In order to pry the news out of Luan Minghui's mouth, I had no choice but to use some extraordinary means to remove his wife, children, and children..."

"Okay, don't say any more." Feng Guohui drank the wine and took credit for himself, glared at him with dissatisfaction, stood up and reprimanded;

"Aqiang, how many times have I told you all?

Nanyang Company is a business engaged in honest business. Unless it is invaded and robbed, it should not take the initiative to think about killing, let alone cause trouble in the world.

Things must be done openly and above all, and deviant tactics are never advisable.

If you do too much, you will inevitably leave something to be criticized. Why don’t you remember it? "

"Yes...yes...it's my fault for being too anxious, please punish me." Ma Ganqiang was scolded by this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Okay, everything must be done in two ways. Remember this lesson." Feng Guohui reluctantly waved his hand, then lowered his voice, leaned against the pole and said in his ear;

“Now that you’ve done it, do it cleanly.

Afterwards, do all those brats and women, and leave no one alive. You can bring a few old brothers to do it yourself.

Don't let the people from the patrol room interfere. I can't trust those people.

Remember it for me

The weeds are endless, they grow again when the spring breeze blows. "

After listening to Feng Guohui's words, even though the weather was mild at the moment, Ma Ganqiang still felt a chill of fear on his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead as expected.

If you want to say that it's tough to attack, then it has to be you, my dearest master!

Ma Ganqiang did not dare to hesitate, and immediately whispered back: "Understood, I will borrow some old brothers from Erzhu and take them to do things myself."

"Pick a few smart ones from the old brothers and join you in the patrol room. You will feel more at ease when using them." Feng Guohui said, then turned and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "Wait a moment, I will change clothes."

"Master Ding, you don't need to take action personally, we..."

"Needless to say, we might be able to catch the old ghost Huang by his tail this time and eradicate him in one go without leaving any further trouble."

Feng Guohui said as he opened the door curtain and went in, leaving Ma Ganqiang standing in the yard with a faint look of fear on his face.

After a while

Nancheng

Feng Guohui, dressed in neat dark clothes and with more than twenty capable brothers, quietly approached a house in Nancheng in the dark of night.

At the end of the field, Ma Ganqiang asked Qian Youcai, the brother he brought to the police station. He was a standard local ghost and was very familiar with the streets and alleys of Surabaya City.

After confirming that it was correct, Ma Ganqiang ran over to report: "Master Ding, this is the house, and there are about five or six maids and servants. But I don't know if Huang Laoliu has any brothers with him?"

After listening to the report, Feng Guohui carefully looked at the exterior wall of the house.

Different from most wooden buildings in Surabaya City, this is a green brick house with straight walls. From the outside, it looks like a standard Qing-style bungalow with cornices, and a lush big branch and leaf sticks out from the head of the yard.

The road in front of the yard is not wide. After entering the alley, most of them are small and neat yards like this.

This kind of small courtyard where rich families gather is rare in Beicheng.

No wonder it is said that "Nancheng is rich and Xicheng is poor" in Sishui City. The old residences of the three major families of Qiao, Lin and Huang are all in Nancheng. It is not unreasonable.

Feng Guohui did not hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered his men: "Surround us from the front and back to prevent fish that slip through the net from escaping.

I vigorously arranged for people to climb over the wall, and other people prepared everything for me.

As soon as the door opened, he quickly rushed in and controlled the person.

Remember, what I want is a living mouth.

Take action. "

After hearing the order, everyone dispersed with a "hurrah", and soon, a strong black figure climbed over the courtyard wall and quickly opened the door.

Everyone swarmed in and rushed towards the houses in the yard. They only heard the sound of clothes flying, but they didn't make much noise.

You can tell at a glance that they are all seasoned veterans.

Feng Guohui did not rush in immediately after them, but the old god had his hands behind his back. In fact, he already had a flying knife in his hands.

If there is any accident, stab it immediately with a knife.

After all, he is a big boss now, and his body is very valuable. He is unnecessarily dangerous, and he will not take risks if it is not involved.

Then there was a noise in the yard. The scolding and the woman's short scream were just coming out, but then they were interrupted like a chicken being strangled.

Then there was a muffled sound and the sound of tables and chairs overturning, and the noise soon subsided.

Feng Guohui knew that the brothers had succeeded.

Sure enough, Ma Ganqiang quickly came out of the yard with a happy face and reported in a low voice: "Master Ding, we caught the grandson Huang Laoliu. Unexpectedly, there were two swordsmen beside him, and they injured one of our brothers. , but controlled by others.”

"Well done, please arrange for people to be on guard in this street. I'm worried that Old Ghost Huang left a hidden stake in the yard next to here. We have raided the nest here, so don't scare away the big fish."

"Understood, I will keep an eye on it myself."

"As long as Agui is here, you won't need to go to the interrogation. Just keep an eye on this place for me. I feel like I can still dig out something." Feng Guohui stood in the alley in the night, listening calmly and quietly. He ordered word by word.

This made Ma Ganqiang not dare to slack off, and immediately called for seven or eight people. Together with Qian Youcai, they closely monitored the surrounding streets and alleys.

Seeing that everything was arranged, Feng Guohui walked into the courtyard calmly. His expression was stern. Today, he must pry open Feng Laoliu's mouth ruthlessly.

If you miss tonight, it will not be easy to catch Huang Lao Gui by his tail.

His philosophy has always been to either do nothing, or to do it absolutely, and never give the enemy a chance to stand up.

(End of this chapter)