War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 331 Three Little Ones (Thanks to Sir, You Have Two Trump Cards for 1500 Reward!)

The Peking International Hotel is magnificent and golden. It is probably the only place in these days where the walls are covered with European-style tiles. When you come in from outside, the tiles in the room are shining in the sun.

But a man who had started growing a big beard in his twenties kept smiling with his head down as he walked down the spiral staircase in the spacious first-floor hall to the second floor.

"Xiao Ba, what are you laughing at?"

Amid the silent laughter of this person, they slowly went upstairs and turned into the corridor where the guest rooms were. Then Director Zhang Bo, who was wearing a suit, turned around and asked a question.

The man in a long gown next to him said, "Do you need to ask? Maybe there is a painting he copied in this International Hotel..."

"Be careful with your words, be careful with your words." The bearded man known as Xiao Ba hurriedly advised him to stop, but the smile in his words never showed up on his face.

These two people were invited by Zhang Boju. Originally, he really thought that he was going to Deputy Director Li's house to see ancient jade, so he also invited his good friend Qi Gong and the bearded Zhang Xiaoba who had just gained some fame. Zhang Xiaoba became famous this year. He exhibited in France at the "National Modern Painting Exhibition" organized by Xu Beihong. His "Golden Lotus" was purchased by the French government, which made him famous overnight.

But this person has a little hobby, which is to imitate various Ming Dynasty paintings, and his imitations are so realistic that they are indistinguishable from the originals.

Xiaoba is his childhood nickname, but Daqian is not his real name either. It is a Buddhist name given to him when he became a monk at the Songjiang Zen Temple and studied under the abbot, Master Yilin, after his fiancée passed away. Anyway, this man who started growing a beard in his twenties has become famous in the calligraphy and painting circles and is known as Zhang Daqian.

He and Zhang Boju met each other through Xu Beihong. This time, Zhang Boju came back to Beijing to look for Qigong and they met at Xu's house. When he heard that they were going to Deputy Director Li's mansion to see the Han jade, he followed him.

Who would have thought that this was not the case at all. Deputy Director Li of the Peking Military Branch wanted them to be peacemakers and persuade Xu Chaoyang and Yuan Fuzhen, who are now in the limelight, to reconcile. That's why they traveled together. Who wouldn't want to see what the anti-Japanese heroes look like?

"Director Bo, what's going on with your sister and your brother-in-law?" Zhang Daqian asked quickly in order to make them forget about the fake paintings hanging in the International Hotel.

Zhang Boju sighed and said, "Don't mention it."

"My brother-in-law is a war hero, but he has a bad mouth..."

When he said that, even Qi Gong was confused: "Did Captain Xu really say that?"

"That's right. Soldiers still have old ideas. They think women should obey men. What era is this?" Although Zhang Boju didn't agree with this idea on the surface, he still had to give a few words of advice: "Don't talk nonsense later. I tell you, my brother-in-law is a murderer!"

For those people in the cultural circle, killing is a big deal and they would consider it cruel. But for the group leader staying in the International Hotel, it is no longer a big deal. Director Zhang is really afraid that these two unruly young people might say something wrong and get into trouble.

"Then how can we persuade him?"

Zhang Boju waved his hand and said, "No need to persuade him. Everything has been arranged. We are just looking for an opportunity..."

When they reached the second floor and got to the innermost part, Director Zhang put his index finger to his lips and made a 'hush' gesture. Then, he knocked on the door - knock, knock, knock.

"Who!"

A voice was heard from inside the room, and then the door opened. Director Zhang was stunned with fright on the spot.

He saw a man standing in front of him with scars all over his body, as if he had been beaten to pieces and then sewn together again. The guy was shirtless and wearing military pants and boots, and he looked like he had crawled out of hell, with the flesh on his face growing sideways!
"Little bastards, who are you looking for?"

Qu Yong had no idea who these noblemen were, and he didn't think his elder brother Xu Chaoyang would know them either. He just thought they were some kid fooling around in the corridor, so he said something to scare them on purpose.

Director Zhang didn't dare to speak, and asked tentatively: "We... are looking for my brother-in-law Xu Chaoyang, we have an appointment..." The voice was smaller than a mosquito.

Yes, he had served in the military, but I had never seen a man like this before!
Inside the house, a voice came from the suite: "Yongzi, let them in." Adding "zi" after the name is the habit of people in Northeast China, such as Yongzi, Liangzi, and Junzi.

When these people entered the room, Xu Chaoyang was also shirtless. The two brothers lived in the same room, and they really didn't want to go out in the hot summer sun, so they stayed in the hotel.

Director Zhang Boyu squeezed into the house along the side of Qu Yong. Even though they had clearly cleared the aisle at the door, he still didn't dare to get close to them. But when he entered the house and saw Xu Chaoyang, shirtless and wearing military pants, he was surprised to see that this brother-in-law had no fewer scars than the one at the door!

Director Zhang swallowed nervously and turned to see if his friends at the door had followed him in. He saw that Qu Yong's back was still covered with vertical whip marks. This kid looked like a person made up of scars.

"Director Bo, why are you afraid of him?"

Xu Chaoyang saw that Director Zhang Bo had turned pale with fright because of Qu Yong, so he said something to comfort him.

He didn't find Qu Yong scary at all...

"Sister, brother-in-law..."

Chief Zhang Bo couldn't even speak clearly, but he stood in front of Xu Chaoyang very politely. It was estimated that their old man had never seen such a scene in his life.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

When Xu Chaoyang first answered the phone, he was still wondering, could this noble young man Zhang Boju ask him for help?

Later, he found an excuse for himself, thinking that it must be Tianjin's business. After all, he had become successful in Dagu now. If the old man of the Zhang family had some problems, he would be embarrassed to come to them, so he would have to go through the child.

"What's wrong with you?"

"If you're really hot, just take off your clothes. There are only men in this room, so it's okay."

Xu Chaoyang looked at the sweat pouring down Zhang Boju's face and felt that this boy was as hot as himself. It was indeed hot in the middle of summer, so he said this with his bare chest and his hands on his waist. But Xu Chaoyang at this time was completely different from the Xu Chaoyang who wore a military uniform at Yuan's house. His scars were exposed, which was much scarier than the one with dragon and tiger tattoos.

"Brother-in-law..."

"Oh, you're killing me with your words. If you have something to say, just say it!"

Xu Chaoyang was in a hurry. Coming from a military background, he couldn't stand people who were not in a hurry. He liked to speak quickly and do things as he pleased, but how could Zhang Boju dare to do that? Qi Gong and Zhang Daqian were still standing at the door.

"Are you two going to go into the house or not? Mosquitoes will come in soon." Qu Yong looked at the two people at the door and couldn't understand, especially the bearded man at the back.

"Brother-in-law, my sister asked you to go home. She said she was cleaning the treasure house at home. There are too many valuables in it. She can't take care of it alone. She is afraid that something might happen..."

After saying this, Zhang Boju felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, not to mention the burden in his heart!
　Thank you for the 1500 reward for "Sir, you have two trump cards". You are... just too suspicious... I didn't point it at you, my God, you are... I am so upset, what are you doing...

　　Thank you very much. I appreciate it very much.

　　It's just a joke, don't take it seriously, I love you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)