Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

When they arrived at Hanjia Hutong, Lin Ze got out of the car, but refused to admit it.

"It's not that far. When I go to the market in my hometown, I have to walk ten or eight miles. Here is a dime. If you want to take it, take it. If not, I'll just save money!"

The driver was anxious, "Hey, sir, the price we agreed on..."

Unexpectedly, this person was even more arrogant, "Who did you negotiate with? I didn't agree to you! Let me tell you, my cousin works for the Japanese, I came here to seek refuge with him, and I want to be an official in the future. If you dare to ask for more money, I will catch you and take you to the government office to be beaten with a stick!"

When the driver heard this, he took the dime and left.

The onlookers couldn't help pointing and talking, but Lin Ze walked into a yard in a show of strength.

"Hey, is there anyone breathing? Call out all the most beautiful ones like you!"

A middle-aged woman went out to see where this country bumpkin came from. She was about to ask him to kick him out when she heard the man shaking his jacket pocket and the sound of silver coins colliding.

"My cousin works for the Japanese. I have money. If you don't serve me well, I will grab you and beat you with a stick!"

The middle-aged woman walked over in two steps, smiling like a flower.

"Sir, why are you in such a hurry? Come in and have a cup of tea first!"

After entering the house, Lin Ze slapped ten dollars on the table. The madam took a look at it and put it away with a smile. She thought that this fool was really rich. Her place was not a high-end place, but he took out ten dollars as tea money right away, which made him a wealthy customer.

"Ten dollars! Call all the girls over here!"

The middle-aged woman was dumbfounded when she heard this. "Sir, these ten dollars can only buy a cup of tea. If you want to borrow the wet shop, you have to talk to the girl!"

Unexpectedly, the fellow villager got anxious and said, "What do you mean by borrowing a wet shop or a dry shop? Ten dollars can buy several grown-up girls in the countryside. Don't try to fool me. Call all the girls out!"

While we were arguing here, Tang Saner arrived at the door!

While his brothers were waiting outside, he came in and shouted, "Where's Xiao Chunhong! Let Xiao Chunhong come and keep me company!"

Lifting the curtain and entering the room, he saw the middle-aged woman entangled with a ragged countryman, and could not help but yelled angrily: "Why are you wasting your time talking to him! I say, get out of here, this is not the place for you!"

The country old guest slammed the table and stood up, "My cousin works for the Japanese, why are you showing off? I will arrest you and bring you to the government office to beat you with a stick!"

Tang Saner rolled his eyes and said to the madam, "Why don't you go and make some tea? This fellow villager is not fond of my temper. We need to talk about our friendship."

When Lin Ze saw it, he didn’t even have to fire a shot!

The middle-aged woman did not dare to disobey Mr. Tang Sanye's words and hurried to make tea.

Lin Ze looked like he had never seen the world before. He touched and looked around, "Oh my God, this candlestick is made of silver?"

Tang San came up with a smile and said, "It's silver, it's silver. I say, brother, where is your brother employed?"

"You want to know?"

Tang San nodded.

"Give me this silver candlestick, and I'll tell you."

Tang Saner laughed loudly, "It's nothing, it's not worth much, just take it, I will settle the bill with the madam later."

After saying that, he took the initiative to pick up the candlestick, took off the candle on it, and handed it to Lin Ze.

Lin Ze grabbed his wrist, pushed his hand back and stabbed it, and the tip of the candlestick pierced Tang Saner's throat.

Another scratch and the trachea was ruptured. Tang Saner's throat was wheezing and he wanted to say something, but all that came out was blood foam.

Lin Ze smiled and said, "My cousin works for the Secret Service, specializing in killing traitors and Japanese devils."

[Ding! Detected that the host intentionally killed someone, reward: Micro-expression analysis (beginner)]

Tang Saner fell to the ground while Lin Ze walked out of the house, walked around the back wall in two or three steps, climbed over and ran away.

By the time a few screams were heard in the yard and Tang Saner's lackeys found Tang Saner lying in a pool of blood, Lin Ze had already stripped off his bloody clothes, put on his jacket, and walked out leisurely from another alley.

I hailed a rickshaw and returned to Xiaoshikou.

He burned the bloodstained clothes completely, buried the ashes in the yard, washed his face, and transformed himself into a teacher again.

In the evening, I found a small pub nearby to have dinner. I ordered a plate of peanuts and a plate of pork skin jelly. I didn't order the wine in the big wine barrel, but instead ordered the few bottled wines in the store.

He slowly finished his drink, asked the restaurant to fry two meat dishes, both with thick sauce, and ate them with a bowl of hand-rolled noodles.

Everyone in the store was looking at him and muttering.

"I heard this is the new traitor from the back alley!"

"Traitor?"

"He teaches the Japanese. I don't know what he's doing in Beijing. Look at his behavior. It's different from ours."

"So he still lives here?"

"Haven't you heard that our police station took over this house and sold it a few days ago? I guess this bastard wanted to get a bargain."

After finishing his meal, Lin Ze staggered back to his residence in Xiaoshikou. He waited until dark before climbing over the wall and returning to his home in Ertiao Hutong.

......

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaoshou came to deliver breakfast again. This time it was fried dough sticks with soy milk and finely chopped pickles, with a few drops of sesame oil on top, and a basket of buns.

"Master, these are the steamed buns from Eryouju! They're still hot, and they're stuffed with beef."

Eryouju was opened by Chang Er, a former imperial chef. His steamed buns and meat patties are the best in Beijing.

While Lin Ze was eating, Wang Xiaoshou was very excited. "Have you heard about it?"

Lin Ze didn't even look at him. He took a bite of his bun and drank a sip of soy milk. After a while, he said, "What did you hear? Can you change the way you talk? I'm here to make fun of you."

Wang Xiaoshou repeatedly said he dared not, "Yesterday, in Bada Hutong, Tang Saner died there! I heard that his neck was cut open, blood was all over the ground, and the military police headquarters sent people there. Everyone knows that Tang Saner worked for the Japanese. Now, it doesn't matter that a gang leader died, the key is that the Japanese are embarrassed!"

Lin Ze raised his head impatiently, "Hey, I'm eating. If you have so much time, go find some people to build the shed in my yard. It's almost the beginning of the dog days."

When summer comes, families in Beijing who have a little bit of financial resources always put up a shed.

The so-called pergola is to raise the yard and cover it. The rich use black gauze, and the poor use reed sheets. First, set up the support on the courtyard wall, and then nail the black gauze or reed sheets on it.

Some people are more particular and use this support to plant grape vines. When the vines climb up, they look very beautiful.

Wang Xiaoshou heard that the opportunity to show off was here again, "Hold it well!"

Lin Ze drank the soy milk and reminded him, "Remember to pay for any ingredients you want to buy!"

Wang Xiaoshou chuckled, "If they knew it was you who wanted to build the shed, they wouldn't dare to take it back even if you gave it to them!"