I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao followed the group of people slowly and leisurely, keeping an eye on all directions and listening carefully, and bought a piece of osmanthus cake to eat.

By the time she finished eating the osmanthus cake, she had already walked through many twists and turns and entered an alley, which was bustling with people and very lively.

Wei Miao raised his eyes and felt that it looked familiar.

Isn’t this the street that you have to pass through to get to Brother Lu’s house?

Brother Lu said it was called Comfort Street, and Wei Miao said the name sounded very heartwarming.

Lu Pingsheng sneered and said that she had little education and did not know the sufferings of the world.

Wei Miao had long been accustomed to this man's changing expressions and going crazy from time to time, so he immediately asked humbly:

"If you know, tell me!"

Then I felt much better when I saw Brother Lu looked constipated and didn't know where to start.

When you come out of the alley, turn left and you will reach Brother Lu’s home, and turn right and you will reach the street of Lv Community.

These days only big shots and rich people stay in big hotels, while people who travel back and forth to Shanghai all stay in noisy inns.

The location is a bit remote and the environment is not very good, but it saves money.

Compared to the scent of cosmetics and wine on Comfort Street, the smell of this street is a bit weird.

Especially the woman standing at the door of the hotel wearing a kimono, exposing a large area of ​​skin, smiling sweetly and soliciting customers.

Some of them speak Japanese, some speak Korean, and some have accents from the Northeast.

No matter which language it is, there is only one purpose, which is to attract customers to buy meat.

Wang Dongting ignored the women who blocked his way and flirted with him, and walked towards his destination firmly.

After passing through the hotel area, the view suddenly opens up and next to the quiet path is a row of two-story houses.

This is a residential area built by the Japanese a few years ago. It is said that architects were invited from Japan to build houses in Japanese style.

The main structure of the entire house is made of wood, and the other structures are mostly in log style. Japanese people with a little wealth like to live here.

Before Wang Dongting walked into the alley, he looked up and his eyes fell on a pot of green plants on a windowsill. He walked forward and knocked on the gate.

After three rhythmic knocks, the door was opened, revealing a fair and charming face.

Wearing a kimono, Qiao Lijun was slightly stunned when she saw the person in front of her. She carefully identified him for a long time before asking uncertainly:

"Are you Mr. Wang?"

Wang Dongting looked at the person he loved so much and quickly looked away, "Can you still recognize me like this?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Lijun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little bit of coquettishness:

"I've been waiting for you for three days, and I thought you wouldn't come."

Wang Dongting's expression did not change, but his fingers hanging by his sides rubbed twice subconsciously.

"Mr. Wang, I don't want to live here. People here speak Japanese and Korean. I don't understand and I'm scared."

The two entered the house and went straight to the second floor, where they entered a simply decorated room.

The window here faces the quiet little building downstairs, and on the windowsill are the green plants he saw downstairs.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Get used to it here first. After a few days, I will send you to Hong Kong Island. Then you will be free."

After hearing this, Qiao Lijun's beautiful eyes flashed with disappointment, and then she forced a smile and said:

"Just listen to Mr. Wang."

Wang Dongting shook the back trough and sighed in his heart.

The air suddenly became quiet and strange, and both of them seemed to be waiting for the other to speak first.

Qiao Lijun lowered her eyes, but did not forget the purpose of asking Wang Dongting to come.

I don't know what this guy went crazy for a few days ago. Without saying a word, he took her to the Japanese Concession.

Looking at the man in front of her who looked much more tired but still full of masculinity, and thinking of the promises made by those men, she bit her lip and strengthened her mind.

"Mr. Wang, would you like to stay with me tonight?"

Qiao Lijun is beautiful, with a curvy figure, and her eyes and eyebrows are full of the charm of a mature woman.

When a pair of watery eyes stare at you and speak the soft Wu dialect, it is easy to get addicted to it.

It was hard for Wang Dongting not to be tempted.

"Not tonight, I have something to do."

He smelled the subtle fragrance emanating from the woman, suppressed his restlessness, and refused with difficulty.

Qiao Lijun, who was originally smiling, turned pale for a moment, bit her lip and looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes.

After seeing that he no longer looked at her, she sighed quietly in her heart, slowly stood up and walked to the window, and lifted the needle of the phonograph with her slender fingers.

Soft music sounded in the simple and clean room. In the quiet afternoon, the sunlight came in through the gauze curtains, making people who had not slept for several days and nights feel drowsy.

"Did you light incense?" Wang Dongting asked.

Qiao Lijun's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her hands tightly. "This is the incense I made with A Zheng in the past. Last time you said you couldn't sleep well at night, so I found it and lit it."

Wang Dongting said calmly, "No wonder the scent is slightly familiar."

When mentioning Qiao Lijun's late husband, the romantic atmosphere disappeared.

"Then Mr. Wang, you should have a good rest. I'll go downstairs to the garden and wait for a while."

Qiao Lijun did not turn around while speaking, but just stood quietly in front of the window, her back full of struggle and sorrow.

Noticing no response from behind her, she gave a wry smile, raised her hand and pulled the curtains shut with some difficulty, making the room a little darker.

Wang Dongting looked at the graceful figure of the beauty leaving the door, and he noticed the disappointment in her eyes.

But a friend’s wife should not be bullied. A Zheng died for him, so how could he do something worse than an animal?

Wang Dongting lay dejectedly on the bed, reminding himself to be moral.

Wei Miao, who was standing downstairs, saw several people following Wang Dongting, and they all looked up at the window that Wang Dongting had looked at before.

Only after the green plants outside were replaced with red artificial flowers did the group of people push open the door of the yard that Wang Dongting entered.

Wei Miao's mouth twitched. Wang Dongting had to knock on the door when he came back, but this group of people could enter openly.

It is true that no matter how hard you try, you can never guard against a thief in your own home!

Now she understood what Brother Lu said. When a person has a strong personality, he must have fatal flaws.

There is an old saying in human history that goes, since we are here, let’s save people wherever we can.

"Meow~"

Wang Dongting, who was drowsy, was suddenly hit by a claw.

The severe pain woke him up suddenly. He sat up and looked towards the culprit quickly.

In the dim room, a pair of green eyes were discovered.

"When did Lijun get a cat?" Wang Dongting frowned and muttered, then he saw the cat holding something in its mouth.

I took another closer look at the cat and suddenly remembered that night in jail.

The raccoon cat that jumped in from the skylight to look for the little brat?

He woke up instantly, and his first reaction was to look at his door. He put his ear against the door and listened carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.

He locked the door quietly, bent down and rubbed under the bed, took out a German-made 20-shot "Mauser pistol", and then went to see Ali.

"For me?"

Wang Dongting realized that he was talking to a cat in an imperceptible voice, and suddenly felt that the world was a little mysterious.