I want to be a good person

As soon as the call was made, someone came forward to check the number, and slowly a loose circle was formed, surrounding Zhang Aiguo and the other person in the middle.

Has the flower machine been idle for too long?

The Chicago Typewriter is not very suitable, and I guess not many people remember it.

The space was tidied up and everything was ready for firing. It was obvious that things could not be resolved peacefully.

Zhang Aiguo thought that he was targeted when he was depositing money, and since the kidnapping failed, they wanted to abduct him.

They don't dare to use any means against foreigners, but only target their own people, showing off their power and dominance, which is disgusting.

"Sir, please excuse me for a moment."

"The road is under your feet, and there is no place where you can't talk."

The young man who was talking to her felt that it looked like a cut, but also didn't look like a cut, and was thinking of making gestures to tease Chundian.

I only heard the man opposite me say: "Don't bother with that, just let us go. We are all safe today, it's not that the majority of people have the upper hand."

"Wow, this guy is awesome!"

When the hooligans around heard this, they were so angry that they laughed.

"North and South understand the West and East, the Three Pure Ones reside in the hall, where does the energy come from? The Five Elements give birth to Yin and Yang!"

Zhang Aiguo relaxed his hands and waited for the right opportunity.

"Are you casting a spell on me?"

Zhang Aiguo pulled Wang Jinxiu and thought about walking into a remote alley.

Gang members and young hooligans have been working for the Japanese for a long time. They worship whoever feeds them and they worship money, not their ancestors.

Where is the so-called great righteousness?

It’s a pyramid-like organizational structure, where the higher you go, the better off you are. It’s exactly like a fucking pyramid scheme.

What is arrogance?

No one dared to come forward to dissuade them, and they all hid away.

Those who wanted to come and watch the fun were dispersed. Internal fighting was what the foreigners liked to see the most. It was a great martial arts drama.

"Want to leave? Where to go?"

"There are too many people here, it's unsightly. We are all Chinese. Why should we let foreigners laugh at us? Don't you think this makes sense?"

"Stop talking nonsense. My eldest brother wants to have a chat with your lady. He will be back after having a cup of tea."

Several rickshaws came running over.

"You guys are not good enough. You can't even afford a car."

Zhang Aiguo shook his head, full of sarcasm.

Those who come out to play and eat, drink, play with women, are the big brothers. For the gang members at the bottom, sometimes just having enough to eat is a blessing.

"Don't refuse a toast and then drink the wine for punishment."

"I'd like to take a look and learn something new."

Zhang Aiguo's tone was very aggressive. If he hadn't been concerned about the woman next to him, he would have taken action long ago.

"Boss, follow them."

There was a flower-mouthed pistol in Wang Jinxiu's small bag. She had the truth, but was still afraid that she could not argue with others.

Nowadays, those who are reasonable can go anywhere, while those who are unreasonable can hardly get a single step forward. Everyone is reasonable.

The area is crowded with people right now and there are police watching, so it's hard to guarantee that they are in collusion.

Since ancient times, police and criminals have been one family, achieving mutual success.

"Let's go, I want to see who is so powerful!"

I delayed it for seven or eight minutes, all for the sake of truth.

Three minutes ago, a little hooligan couldn't control his temper and pulled Wang Jinxiu from behind.

The tens of thousands of pounds just saved are the proof of a woman's survival in the world.

Zhang Aiguo hadn't responded yet. Wang Jinxiu felt that she had reasons and evidence and could not be afraid of them.

In addition, he had a very arrogant temper to begin with, but it was only after suffering setbacks in life that he became more restrained.

The man's love gave her great courage. She could kill the Japanese without a word. The young hooligans in front of her could be compared to the Japanese. If she had this courage, she would have gone to the battlefield last year.

In a state of excitement, he took out his pistol and loaded it into the chamber with a click, scaring off the little hooligan.

“You have a gun?!”

Those who surrounded him intentionally or unintentionally quickly took two steps back. It was their nature that they could only bully their own people.

"Where's the gun license?"

Two Chinese police officers rushed over.

"Call your superiors over here. You have no right to speak to me."

Wang Jinxiu learned English well in the foreign school.

Foreign language?

Everyone was retreating in their hearts, but they had no way out yet.

Being able to speak the language of foreigners naturally makes one superior to others, and his bent spine lowers a little.

Tragedy, what a tragedy!

Zhang Aiguo thought to himself that dignity is lost inadvertently, and the Japanese will never look up to you just because you are servile.

"Stop, don't move, wait for our commander to come."

Fifteen or sixteen hooligans wanted to sneak away quietly, but they were notified.

Standing there quietly, waiting for the foreign inspector to come.

The young hooligans were standing in a sloppy manner, some of them were even swinging their legs.

Waiting, waiting anxiously, the servants were worried sick about the foreign masters.

Zhang Aiguo, who has traveled all over the country, has seen a lot. In the first-class seats on the train, foreigners are given priority. In the first-class seats on the ship, foreigners are given priority. He has never taken a plane, but he guesses that foreigners are also given priority.

Because the foreigners didn't come, everyone had to wait.

With the sound of leather boots stepping on the ground, the little leather shoes of capitalist thinking came, bringing arrogance and a superior look.

He took off his gloves, crossed them, and when he saw Wang Jinxiu's dress, he smiled like a gentleman, thinking he could win her favor.

"Pretty lady, can you show me your gun license?"

"of course can."

For women's own safety and to avoid unnecessary trouble, some rules must be followed.

"Thank you"

After checking the gun and documents, he returned them.

Then Wang Jinxiu wanted to kiss Zhang Aiguo's hand. She looked back at him and saw the man nod slightly before she extended her hand.

The foreigner was rather confused, his own charm diminished, and for a moment he was a little doubtful.

He has a high nose, deep blue eyes and a strong physique. Apart from having more hair and a stronger body odor, there is nothing wrong with him.

So many rich ladies throw themselves at him, paying for his room, and he just sits back and enjoys the benefits. So easy!

Is it because the knights appeared later?

He shouted a few words to the people around him.

"Disperse, disperse. If you gather to cause trouble again, I will send you to jail."

The Chinese police officer translated his superior's words and pushed the two men with his hands, signaling them to leave quickly.

"Goodbye, ma'am."

The foreigner gave a smile he thought was charming and left with his subordinates, perhaps thinking of playing the long game to catch a bigger fish.

"Boss, boss"

Gao Deli and Jia Bisheng came up to them, panting.

"Take some effort, split up and follow them, and find their lair in the next few days."

I can't vent my anger and my thoughts are blocked.

"Yes."

"be careful."

Watching the two people leave, Zhang Aiguo and his companion continued walking, without the wooden box or any burden.

"The devil just now stinks, he sprayed a lot of perfume, and the hair on his hands is really long, like a monkey."

Wang Jinxiu said with disdain as she wiped the back of her hand with the handkerchief several times. If she didn’t like the silk handkerchief embroidered with orchids, she would have wanted to throw it away.

Looking at the conflicted little expression, Zhang Aiguo felt indescribably happy.

"Just wash it a few more times with soap when you get home."

"Foreigners have body odor, and the smell is unbearable."

"I'll stay away from it next time to avoid being fumed."

It’s a pity that the foreigners will have the final say for many years to come, and technology is the primary productive force!

You can’t make up for the gap by bragging!