So, as soon as Beggar leaves, I immediately followed.

"Brother Fei, where are you going?" A Guang and A Fa followed suit.

"It's okay. I'll go around, you two are waiting for me here, don't drink too much wine."

Don’t drink too much wine, it means you can drink. A Guang and A Fa’s faces were both happy and tilted. They followed me these days, but they became vegetarian, without any wine or girls. It’s not that I don’t love these, but I cherish my feathers. I don’t want others to say that the new second in command of the General Alliance is a wine bag, and I know how to eat and drink every day.

A Guang and A Fa agreed, Young Master Zuo, please walk slowly. After a while, just come to find us, so they each hugged a hot girl and went to drink.

After arranging A Guang and A Fa, I followed beggar and followed him to the second floor of the entertainment city. It was very quiet here, like the office area of ​​the entertainment city, with words such as "Financial Department" and "Human Affairs Department" written on the door sign in the corridor.

Although we followed the beggar closely, we were still a bit far away. When I got up to the second floor, we could no longer see the beggar's figure.

But I am very clear-headed. People who have practiced Kung Fu will improve their physical functions in all aspects, and of course they are not particularly exaggerated. So I walked along the corridor, listening to the movements of each room as I walked. When I walked to the door sign with the words "warehouse", I finally heard the voice of beggars coming from it.

I gently pushed open the door, revealing a small crack, and saw some debris piled up inside, including worn tables and chairs, and some scrapped home appliances. In front of a broken red sofa, a young man with limbs tied up, the young man's face was covered with blood and his eyes were swollen. He could not tell what he was like.

And beggar, squatting in front of the young man, was looking at him with interest, and his eyes seemed to be trying to get involved with him.

"Wu Chu, do you know who I am?" asked Beggar.

Wu Chu opened his eyes slightly and chuckled: "I know, beggars. I'm the one who shows the scene for Nightingale Entertainment City. I heard that you have been beggars before, is it true? Maybe I've thrown the steel slap for you. Do you have to remember the love of the benefactor?" He said, laughing.

I thought to myself, Wu Chu really can't speak, isn't this asking for a fight? As a result, beggar was not annoyed, but said, "It's good that you know me." Then he stretched out his hand, untied the rope on Wu Chu's body, and said you can leave.

Not only Wu Chu, but I was shocked. Wu Chu didn't move or leave, and asked, "Beggar, what do you mean?"

Beggarzi said: "I have already inquired about your affairs, and it is basically true. What I want to say is that your sister came to us as a dancer, which was willing to do. We have no one to force her. The era of forcing good men to become prostitutes has long passed. OK? You made a big fuss when you come here and injured more than a dozen of our brothers. Do you think I can let you go?

You came for your sister, so what should my brothers do? If I don’t give them this tone, how can I be this big brother? Yes, your family is in trouble, and your parents are all ill in bed, but you, a big man, cannot make money, and you have to rely on your sister to be a dancer to subsidize your family income. If you don’t hold yourself accountable, you blame us for the entertainment city. Do you think you have any reason?"

Wu Chu was extremely ashamed of being said, lowered his head and said nothing. Beggar took out a stack of money from his pocket and gently stuffed it into Wu Chu's hand. Wu Chu was shocked and looked up at Beggar. Dongyigouba.

Beggarzi said, "Take it, go back to respond to the emergency, your sister is waiting at the door. Also, if you are short of money, you can come here to help me. At least you can ensure that your family is worry-free and you don't have to come out to be a dancer."

"Brother Huazi, thank you." Wu Chu finally cried and knelt in front of beggar.

"Okay, I pretended to be a little more painful when I went out, so my brother felt better when I saw it." Beggar patted Wu Chu's shoulder.

Wu Chu nodded, limped, and walked towards the door with a grin. I immediately hid at the wall of another door. Beggar sent Wu Chu to the door. Wu Chu waved his hand to the beggar and walked towards the stairs.

The beggar didn't move, and stood there watching Wu Chu leave.

Looking at their backs, I laughed. From the previous conversation, I could get two information. First, beggar is a good brother, very righteous, and does nothing. It not only comforts his brothers, but also wins over Wu Chu. It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone. He is really pretending to be stupid? Second, that Wu Chu is very good at fighting, one can beat more than a dozen, and he is talented. I like him like beggar.

It was not until Wu Chu's figure disappeared that Beggar turned around. He looked back and saw me.

"Shang Shaomao?!" Beggar was very surprised.

"Let's talk about it."

Five minutes later, we sat in an office. The office decoration was decorated in an antique style, with several landscape paintings on the walls, and the tables and chairs also had a Chinese-style feeling. On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there was a set of blue and white porcelain tea sets.

The beggar skillfully washes and makes tea. It is impossible to tell that he was a beggar who used to beg for food, but he is more like a noble young man from a scholarly family.

Beggar put the brewed tea in front of me and I picked it up and took a sip. I couldn't help but praise it: "Okay, the newly released Biluochun this year, the small buds picked, the key is the skill of the tea stir-frying master. The fried tea is not burnt or tender, and it is a top-quality product."

Beggar showed a surprised look on her face, and I smiled slightly, thinking that I had learned this thing from my dad, so I could take it out and pretend at a critical moment. I put down the tea bowl and said, "Tell me your story."

"Me? I have nothing to say." Beggaro smiled and pretended to be stupid.

"The general is dead." I looked up at the ceiling, decided to take a gamble, and said, "Before the general dies, tell the young master to remember to find you, so the young master sent me."

"Really?" Beggarko was excited: "The general really said that?"

"It's true." I squinted my eyes and seemed to have a bet right.

I always think that big names like Lin Wuyi will never promote people casually? If beggars are so stupid as outsiders see them, even if the general wants to thank beggars for their life-saving grace and give him a family business that will never worry about food and drink for the rest of his life, why should he let him visit such a big entertainment city? Then there is only one reason. Beggars has other tasks assigned by the general, so he deliberately pretends to be stupid and seeks to be low-key.

But people who are not stupid are never stupid, especially in front of an old fox like me, they still show their strength. I tried it casually and tried it out. The general must have arranged a lot of people like Beggar before his death, but unfortunately he died too quickly and was too anxious, so he didn't have time to tell Lin Yi.

Being able to collide with one is already a great fortune.

"Of course it's true." I said sincerely.

After breaking the psychological defense of beggar, he was finally willing to tell me all about it. It turned out that he was really from a prominent family and his family was once rich and noble. Unfortunately, in the early 1990s, his father failed to do business and owed a lot of debts. He had no choice but to jump off the building and commit suicide. His mother followed him, leaving only him, who was still young. He had no choice but to beg on the street and pick up some scraps on part-time. He built a simple house under the garbage mountain in the suburbs, which could not be stopped by the wind and rain.

One night, a bloody man rushed into his room. More than a dozen people chased the man, and beggar made a trick to deceive them all, and then bandaged the man carefully. The two of them talked all night long. From then on, his fate changed.

From then on, he was only loyal to the general.

"What task will the general give you?"

"The general asked me to stare at Ling Yong, the boss of Nightingale Entertainment City." Beggarzi replied: "The general thinks that this person is very suspicious. Five years ago, Ling Yong brought a large amount of money to Wanbai District, claiming to open a large entertainment city, hoping to get the support of the General Alliance. Of course, the general welcomes him. Who doesn't like to do money-making business? Ling Yong is quite good at doing things. Before the entertainment city opened, he gave a large amount of money to the General Alliance? After the opening, he handed over more than half of the dividends to the General Alliance. The money paid far exceeds other entertainment venues, as if he was not to make money, but to please the General Alliance."

"If you have nothing to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief," I said silently.

"Yes, the general thinks so too. So, he asked me to enter Nightingale Entertainment City and be responsible for staring at Ling Yong. Three years have passed, and I deliberately pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stupid. Ling Yong relaxed his vigilance against me a little bit. Just a few days ago, I finally found the evidence of his secret communication with external forces. Just when I was so happy that I wanted to notify the general, I accidentally got the news of the general's death." At this point, Beggaru lowered her head and sobbed gently.

I comforted Ling Yong for a while and told him that although the general was gone, the young marshal was still there. Beggar nodded and said that he would be loyal to the young marshal from now on and would never refuse.

"Which external force is this Ling Yong secretly liaisoning?"

"Longcheng Sun Family."

My eyelids leapt: "Where is the other person?"

"Upstairs, I'll take you there."

Ten minutes later, Beggar Zi took me to the top floor of Nightingale Entertainment City. Ling Yong's office was quite generous, with 150 square meters, and wall tiles were covered with walls, illuminating the whole house. There were two pots of valuable iron trees in the corner of the wall, and there was a particularly large floor-to-ceiling window to the south, which could overlook the night view of half of Wanbai District, and the lights of Wanjia were all in sight.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

Such a beautiful office has now become Ling Yong's hell.

Ling Yong was hung upside down in the middle of the office, his whole body was covered in blood, his face was covered in blood, and he didn't know if he was angry. I just took a look and almost burst into tears. It was him!
Chapter completed!