Where to send the rest of your life

Xue Wenxi hid in Nanjing for a while, and later established contact with Ye Fusi for the purpose of inquiring about intelligence.

He knew that Shanghai was very uneasy recently, and the students and workers were making a lot of noise, but everyone in charge was too busy to take care of themselves, and Geng Senping must be too.

It just so happened that a large-scale parade took place in Shanghai the day before yesterday. It has been going on for two days now, and the number of people has only increased. At first, it was only the students in the school who went on strike, and then the workers also went on strike. What kind of messed-up people wrote their own banners , Even took the pots and pans from home, and openly held them to the street to join in the fun.

At that time, the streets and alleys were crowded with people, and the traffic was almost paralyzed.

At this time, Xue Wenxi took the early morning ferry to the pier and set foot on the land of Shanghai.

Now he is unshaven and his skin is tanned. He habitually presses down on the brim of his hat. Thinking of the time when he could still walk here with his head held high, he felt very disappointed.

He vaguely remembered that this territory was a faction of its own.

Qianglong doesn't overwhelm the local snakes. He didn't take much control even when he had the power. Now that he has stepped down, he doesn't know how the police station and the Japanese will take over.

If the Japanese are as thoughtless as Kojiro Tanaka, Xue Wenxi thought, there might not be a seam for him to insert a needle.

However, he thought, if Tanaka Kojiro is heartless and he is in his hands, wouldn't he be even more heartless?Xue Wenxi didn't agree that he was short-sighted, so after thinking about it for a while, he didn't think about it, so he stopped thinking about it.

He landed at Yefusi's house again, brought two bottles of wine, and started chatting with him.

The first time he was born, and the second time he was acquainted, Xue Wenxi was not polite to him. He went straight to the door of his house after getting off the boat. After entering, he couldn't find a place to sit. On the table: "Have you changed your sofa yet?"

Ye Fusi smiled casually, walked over to sit down, and looked at him from inside: "I like it."

What Xue Wenxi took was not a good wine, but it was of high purity and strong. He poured Ye Fusi a glass, and Ye Fusi took it, looked away from him, and lowered his head to sniff.

Xue Wenxi finally sat down.

Ye Fusi didn't look up, but thought it was amused: "Dare to ask brother Xue Guigeng?"

Xue Wenxi glanced at him, drank a big gulp of wine, and raised his legs: "Don't bother."

Ye Fusi smiled secretly again: "Children have a temper."

Xue Wenxi brought two bottles of wine, and Ye Fusi stopped drinking it after taking a sip. He didn't like this strong wine, and his internal organs seemed to burn after drinking it, so he silently put down the wine glass and only watched Xue Wenxi drink it.

"I thought you had business to do when you came back."

"What business can there be?" Xue Wenxi smacked his lips, "but I would like to ask you, who is in charge of the pier?"

"Yo, you're asking the right person." Ye Fusi seemed a little interested when he heard this, and sat up straight unconsciously. , the leader is named Guan Ao, and there are quite a few people under him, after you left, the higher-ups sent troops to suppress it, causing a lot of trouble, and it's not over yet."

Xue Wenxi sneered: "You are all fucking idiots."

Ye Fusi didn't agree, but he let out an oh, and continued as if thinking of something: "I found you the few people you asked me to find last time. I found that they were all Guan Ao's subordinates. They have already cooperated, but later, for some unknown reason, some of them temporarily reneged, and this is what it is now."

Xue Wenxi nodded: "Thanks to you."

Ye Fusi got up from the sofa and walked into the room, saying, "It's a small matter. There is still some information here, which you asked to check, and I have sorted it out."

Then came out with a stack of documents and handed them to Xue Wenxi to watch him put them away.

Xue Wenxi flipped through two pages casually, and had a plan in mind.

"Can I go tomorrow?"

"Of course." Ye Fusi raised his chin towards where he was sitting, "you can sleep here."

I feel a little regretful in my heart-Xue Wenxi is not bad, but he is too old and has a bad temper, so he can't develop any relationship.Then leaned aside and looked at him.

Xue Wenxi drank while thinking, flipping through documents clattering.In the end, he drank the two bottles of wine all by himself, then tilted his head and didn't move.

There was a faint blush in his unshaven beard, and it didn't take long before he started snoring.

Ye Fusi seemed a little unbelievable, he stepped forward to pat Xue Wenxi's face, was pricked by his beard, and stretched it back hastily.

He was really drunk.

So he had no choice but to lay Xue Wenxi flat on the sofa, and covered Xue Wenxi with a quilt, and he also went back to the house.

The next morning, Xue Wenxi left as promised. Ye Fusi woke up late, and he was gone long after he woke up.He looked around and found that nothing had changed in the house, and the two wine bottles were gone, as if no one had been there.

Xue Wenxi and Guan Ao must be familiar with each other, even if there is nothing to do with each other, they still have to be on their guard, so he knew that Guan Ao must recognize him.

After leaving, he first went to prepare the gun and bullets, and then went straight to Guan Ao's lair.

Fortunately, Guan Ao did not live in the British Concession—his private apartment was built on a hill, and this choice was probably out of prudence.

Xue Wenxi carried a basket of fruit, and because the fruit was not enough, he stuffed it with newspapers, and then he rushed to the foot of the mountain, wanting to go inside openly.

He wasn't stupid enough to think that he could really go in, but he didn't expect that he just happened to block Guan Ao who was about to go down the mountain——

A black car stopped abruptly in front of him, how could he let go of this good opportunity, so naturally he got up with a fruit basket.