Operation Red Book

"How can you tell I'm not Chinese? Damn it, luckily you were talking about foreigners. If you compared me to a Japs, I would immediately tear your braids off your bald head!"

"Roar--"

The thieves standing on both sides of the stage suddenly roared, took off their mink coats, and waved their fists as big as sandbags at Ivy.

"oops……"

Looking at the toned pectoral muscles and bulging biceps, Ivy visibly shrank two inches, and her fearless tone turned into trembling and panic.

"I was just kidding……"

After all, the other side has more people, and their arrogance must be extinguished when it’s time to do so.

"You don't live in the Chinese wharf, and you speak that dog language, how do you explain that? Huh?"

Ivy blinked, and a few crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I was fired by Mr. Zhu two months ago. He kicked me out of the Chinese Wharf and wouldn't let me take away the red-billed parrot I kept in Muyunzhai..."

"I had no choice but to spread out my blanket and sleep in the windy bridge tunnel."

"One day, luck struck me. A kind coffee shop owner picked me up and took me back to his restaurant. I learned English and survived until now."

"I came back this time just to get back the wages Mr. Zhu owed me, and to take my parrot away with me... wuwuwu..."

There was silence in Shisanfang, and even the old eunuch with ill intentions showed an embarrassed and hesitant expression.

"If you hate Mr. Zhu so much, why don't you recognize our Commander Zhao?"

"Nonsense!" Ivy almost exposed her disguise.

"Ahem... Because you suddenly knocked me out and moved me to this damn place to humiliate me, wow..."

“In fact, as long as you can give me money and return my parrot to me, I will accept you even if you are Commander Wang, Commander Li, or Commander Zhang, not to mention Commander Zhao…”

"Then you...how did you get in? We clearly guarded all the entrances and exits!"

Ivy pretended to wipe the tears from her eyes, and said in an extremely aggrieved tone: "There are so many secret doors here..."

"This this……"

The old eunuch's face was wrinkled like a turtle with its lid turned over. He turned his head and looked at the young man on the throne again and again, obviously waiting for the final order from Commander Zhao.

"Leave her alone."

Zhao Minghua nodded slightly. Ivy didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that there was a lot more laughter in his eyes.

"I want to go to Muyunzhai and be with my parrot."

"Okay, okay..."

The old eunuch waved his hand impatiently at Ivy.

As if some kind of instructions were given, in the blink of an eye, two strong "saltwater fish" rushed forward and locked Ivy's arms tightly.

"Hey, hey, wait!"

As if he had thought of something, the old eunuch waved his hand again to stop Ivy from turning around and leaving.

"Your accomplice..."

He pointed to the dark sack in the dark corner, and a disgusting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again.

Not only Ivy, but everyone in Shisanfang looked over there.

The thing in the sack had woken up. It seemed very scared, and its body was trembling slightly. After being kicked hard by the guard, it began to sob.

"Oh my god, Joshua..."

You can figure out who is inside with just your toes.

"He is your accomplice!"

"It's my assistant. He and I took shelter under the bridge."

"Stop trying to lie, you little bastard! He obviously looks like a foreigner!"

The old eunuch's face turned red with anger, his eyes bulged out and he yelled angrily at Ivy.

"Someone come! Throw the foreign devils into the dungeon! Share them with the brothers tonight!"

"Stop!" Ivy shouted in panic.

She tried to break free from the two big men, but her strength was not as strong as that of a small cricket.

"Oh my! What are you trying to quibble about? Huh?" the old eunuch asked with a sidelong look.

"He's not British..."

"How can someone with this appearance be Chinese if not a foreigner?"

"Yup!"

Ivy clenched her fists and trembled, begging for mercy.

“He is from Xinjiang…”