Grand Panban Guangde Building.
At the door of the door, the famous "Concubine Drunk" of Qing Yi Hua Hui was hung up early. Pedestrians who came and went are strange, because Hua Hui wants the boss of Hua Hua to sing Lian's "Ji Ji Ji "" "", Why suddenly changed the show. As soon as I asked, I realized that today was because Zhang Dashuai came to listen to the show. Guangde Building did not clear the field, because Zhang Shuai likes to be lively, but only retains the area on the side and Yajian on the second floor to open to ordinary audiences. The a few eight immortal tables of the five -star arch of the stage are empty. Putting on melon seeds and peanuts and snacks, it is Zhang Dashuai's favorite position. Everyone said that today Zhang Dashuai came to listen to the show specially to wash the dust for his son who returned from studying abroad. Although Zhang Dashuai just attacked Beijing a few days, Beijing City, who was enthusiastic and good, also touched his life hobbies. Nine non -leave. It is said that Zhang Shuai has three hobbies: pushing the card nine, listening to Beijing opera and falling out of school bags. Pushing Jiu is also called "eating dog meat", so as early as Shandong, Zhang Dashuai got the "Dog meat handsome". As for listening to Peking Opera, it was the taste brought out of the mother's fetus. When it comes to dropping the school and bag, the people who love chewing their tongues will smile at a time when they say this. There are three points in the smile with three points of teasing and three points of carefulness and four points. Shandong is very proud, but he is a rough that has not been read, so he has been worried in his heart. After the post, he recognized the word and read the book. He couldn't wait to show his knowledge. Send your own collection of poems everywhere. These collection of poems will be ash on the bookshelf, and the tragic point will become a group of contributing to the human cleaning cause in Maokeng.
Zhang Dashuai is not Zhang Zhang, the real handsome is Zhang Zuolin, a warlord. This is one of Zhang Zuolin's worship brothers. Lu Jun, Zhang Yichang, worshiped Zhang Zuolin in the early years when he broke into Guardian. In the Northern War, in Shandong, a force was cultivated for the Feng Department. In this direct war, Zhang Yichang led Lu Jun to enter the Beijing city first, paving the road to Zhang Zuolin's entry into the Beiyang government. Zhang Zuolin likes others to call him "big handsome", so he does not like to hear that others are also called "big handsome". Only he only opened the back door to this family brother of the same surname. The people of Beijing City heard that Zhang Zuolin came soon. At that time, Beijing City has lived in two "handsome handsome". Many Beijing citizens who love to see the lively Beijing citizens really hope that these two handsome handsome can be played. After all, from the Manchu of the braid to the Beiyang of military uniforms for a century, they have seen them a lot in these nests, and they love to see them very much.
Just in the evening, the gongs and drums still fluttered in the Guangde building, but the sound was still a lot lower than it. A ugly horn on the stage was singing "Fishing Golden Turtle", but the eight immortal tables in front of the stage were It still attracted most of the attention of the viewers. Today, there are particularly many audiences, and Mrs. Kuo Fu has accounted for the majority.
"Ouch, that lady, I haven't seen you out for a while, what kind of wind blows you to Guangde Building?"
In the two boxes next to each other, the two heads of the two heads of the walls were discovered on both sides of the wall, but they were still exquisite and gorgeous, and they talked next to each other.
"Mrs. Yin laughed, what kind of wind blows your Guangde Building, that is the wind that blows me."
The lady squeezed her eyes on Mrs. Yin's two -year Hua Hua, who laughed at her heart.
Mrs. Yin also appreciated the female students sitting next to the lady:
"Are you here to meet the future son -in -law?"
"Look at what you said, Zhang Da Shuai, the governor of Shandong, can be climbed by our small door and small households," the lady laughed, and then laughed. "I just took my girl. Come and open my eyes. I heard that Zhang Dashuai in the Northeast was a small man, but the Shandong Zhang Shuai was a big man. My girl said, using Western, the unit? The unit? It's almost two meters! I don't know two meters for two meters! How much is it? But my girl said that she was not shorter than foreigners. Alas, it was really a big man in Shandong. I thought, the young handsome was not worse, so I won't come and see. "
"Yeah, I also took the girl to look at Zhang Da Shuai and Zhang Shaoshuai," Mrs. Yin sighed with emotion, and spoke forward, "Look, even the most clear education department of the Ministry of Education has brought girls, this New thighs, everyone wants to hug. "
The lady also glanced at the opposite side, pouting unconvinced:
"Huh, Wu Peifu just fell down, these people are like smelling ... Keke, flies, really do n't know ashamed. If it is, the young handsome is a face, or a long and short legs, hum, seeing them still reluctant to climb. This family business! "
What I can't get, always hopes that it is a bad goods so that others will be more comfortable when they get themselves -the lady is thinking about those senior Beiyang senior officials who marry their own yellow flower girlfriend to Luo Guo's long and short -legged face, Zhang Shaoshuai The scene, suddenly heard that her daughter patted the railing with excitement and screamed in her throat:
"Zhang Shaoshuai is here! Come! Here!"
The lady and the women on the second floor leaned out, and they saw the gray -blue military uniforms surrounded a nine -foot -foot man in the marshal. Because the wheat -colored skin has gradually returned to fair and rosy because of the nourishment of the nursing respect in recent years. He is strong and cannot be said to be skinny but the meat distribution is extremely full and well -proportioned. Hu, the glittering eyes exuding a cheerful smile. He heard everyone's buzzing discussion after seeing him, and the smile on his face became more and more arms. With a low scream, he was even more happy. He turned his son proudly and walked forward.
The young handsome did not wear military uniforms, only wearing a tailored rocky gray suit. He is slightly shorter than his father, but it is also a standard in Shandong more than eight feet tall. His body in the suit is particularly elegant and slender. He has fair complexion and slightly sunny color, but his expression is not the sun. His father was holding, but his face was not happy even with a half -point expression. He didn't wear a hat as his father, and his hair was trimmed very short. The hair on the top was very long, showing a black brown close to Agarwood, combing backwards, it was said that it was a European man. The hair style in the middle is very popular. This hair style makes the young handsome look more capable. His nose is tall and tall. Unlike the handsome nose with a wide mountain root and a fleshy nose. It is not exquisite, as if the son -in -law had been thoroughly measured and calculated before he squeezed this part. The handsome sword eyebrows were different from the two thick eyebrows of his father's thick black eyebrows, which was slightly weak, as if the ink and wash made it overnight. The young handsome adds a little bit of fireworks to alienate the temperament of Xianxian. The young handsome eyes are narrow but not small. The slightly raised eyes always seem to be in hooking. The phase, determined that the eyes of his son are the "dragon eyes" of the high population, but the young handsome himself never thinks that the pupils in those eyes have few light flashes, such as the two dwarf water in black. People can't see the volatility of half a mood, and they seem to be more cumbersome, but the handsome people feel that this is very good, and the superior person must be unable to guess. The handsome mouth is the most dissatisfied place in private in private. The people say that they eat Baduki in the big mouth. The handsome mouth is not only not big, but I do n't laugh often as I do. People, they make themselves like an old lady. However, the handsome man has always been very proud of his son's son in such a person. He was also happy to put his son out and show it everywhere. Hearing that his son caused a sensation in the field, the handsomeness was so happy that he had a seam, pulling less with less, pulling less, and he was less less than less. The handsome sitting down, Zhang Luo instructed the play, the kick on the stage rang, he didn't look at it a few times, and couldn't help stealing his eyes to see the son who had just returned from Japan -the dragon and phoenix, alas, it was really a dragon and phoenix. Sure enough, it is my son of Zhang Yichang. I do n't know how many times stronger than his little sister -in -law's little sister -in -law Liuzi. Alas, only the status of the President is worthy of such a beautiful and so good young man. How can I be so born?
Flowers want Rongfeng Guanxia to ting Ting Ting, and the lotus style is unlimited, and the handsome eyes are pulled out of the son, and they are caught on the flower of Huorong. I think of a way to ask the boss to sing a few times in Jinan.
He wondered while listening, and quickly shook his head and shook his head. The young handsome frowned on the side. He never liked these old factions. But for his father, he could only bear it. He had a headache for his gongs and drums, and his eyes were dizzy. He had no backbone with a stool, and he sat habitually. Get habit, he watched the studio but listened to the ears. He could distinguish the whispering of the women's whispered talks from the noise of the noise and drums. Those who are except the concubine.
The maids are also dressed up with a thick makeup, Feng Guanxia, but the young handsome frowns slightly. If the two groups of Jiangnan smoke and rain -like brows -no matter how do you like to listen to the show, he also knows that the protagonist on the stage is the concubine. The maid of becoming the background board should stand up and stand up to the beautifully carved pillars, but why do two of them stare at my father?
"Father."
The young handsome sideways towards the handsome.
"Um?"
"Shouldn't you sing a lot?"
The young handsome still stared at the stage.
"Oh?" The handsome look at his son's eyes.
Shao Shuai was staring at the two maids behind the concubine. The two maids were obviously a little taller than ordinary people, one or even half higher than the other. The tallest maid with oil was painted on his face, but as soon as the expression came out of the oil color, he did not make him like a girl who was waiting for the concubine in the palace, but like Liang Hongyu who fought against Jin Jun on the battlefield.
"Ah!"
Zhang Yichang laughed, looked at his son, patted his son's shoulder, and sat back to listen to the show.
Sure enough, the concubine had just picked up the wine glass, and the spectators applauded in their throats. The tall maid suddenly lifted the tray, and a gun was at a target.
The young handsome, who has always been alert, pulled his father to hide from his father when a tall maid's custard. The gun was empty, but the tall one was short and short. After being surprised, he hid aside, and there was a chaotic sound of screaming and running on the top of his head and the stage on both sides of the stage. "Relying on the height advantage, the short one was kicked out. While the guards were still fighting, they could also divide their energy and fired a second shot with the father and son, but the young handsome immediately took the father immediately after the assassin. He poured down again, and when he turned on the ground, he saw the high jumping from the stage at this moment. The guards did not dare to fire, and the assassin also deemed the principle of closer to refuse the enemy. The step jumped from the stage to the top of them.
Shao Shuai immediately greeted his legs, and the bottom of his feet caught the assassin and changed the direction of the assassin's whereabouts in the air. He jumped up with a carp, and the assassin rolled over and turned over. Just rushed to each other again, the assassin was accurate Zhang Yichang, and the young handsome recognized the assassin to stop the assassin. Eye, the handsome judged that the son couldn't lose after a few glances, stopped directly, letting the son deal with it.
The chaotic audience next to it gradually calmed down, leaving only a group of Gray Blue Army under the leadership of the handsomeness to watch the two fights. The assassin can play with his son with a common force -ah, unfortunately it is an assassin, this is also the dragon and phoenix in the individual -the handsomeness did not realize that he was a bit of love, took out a gun, aimed at a shot and put it over, precisely accurate, and precise Beat on the assassin's thigh.
The assassin's movement suddenly stagnated, and the young handsome pressed the throat. Both were panting, coupled with the cold sweat of the assassin, the sweaty of the young handsome, and the rare brilliant light in his eyes.
They stared at each other, and the inexplicable and enthusiastic emotions burned in each other's eyes.
"Come on, take it back and try it slowly!" Da Shuai ordered so.
"Father," the young handsome suddenly looked up, "Give him to me."
What he said was a bit gritted, but his expression was more lively than that of all the days when he returned to China.
"Okay, listen to you!"
The tall and short assassins were tied up by the guards. At this time, the owner of Guangdelou cried and mourned and rushed up to shout. Zhang Yichang was still in a good mood. He waved generously and said that I knew it had nothing to do with the boss, and we then sang.
Hua Xiangguo really saw the horns of the scene, singing and singing, and the voice was not trembling, but the discussion of the surrounding viewers was gone. They were still immersed in the assassination just now. It's okay, the general father and son straight, and the brain buzzed in his mind, but at this time, he couldn't control the words:
The father and son of the Zhang family are really characters ...
After singing, Zhang Yichang wanted to ask Hua Hua Hua to eat. The name is "Stunning". The young handsome is not interested in this entertainment.
Shao Shuai's name is Zhang Zhenru. When the handsome Zhang Yichang, when he did not make any trace, he took the five -bedroom aunt and gave birth to a bunch of daughters but had no son. The most familiar "Zeng Guangxianwen" read on the hand turned three days, and finally pulled out the word "Zhen Confucianism" to prove to the world to prove the sincerity of the Confuciusmen to respect Confucius. The experience of the young handsome has been passed into a legend in Shandong, and the handsomeness has just been involved in Beijing to become a discussion in Beijing a few days later. It is said that when Zhang Yichang rely on Feng Guozhen that year, because of his promise, he was unpredictable because of his promise, and the trustees sent the 11 -year -old only one to studying in France. Unexpectedly, the world war broke out from Europe in the second year of France. Zhang Yichang lost contact with his son. He regretted that he had been crazy for two years on the battlefield for two years. It was Zhang Yichang who ran away at the first time, because Zhang Yichang fought to fight. Everyone thought that the eleven -year -old boy could not live on a foreign battlefield, but five years later, the world war ended. The little boy was in touch with his family. At the age of sixteen, he was picked up in China and made his father and sister and sisters really love for three years. However, three years later, Zhang Zhenru hid his father to apply for the Japanese Army Corporal School and let everyone break the glasses. It was successfully admitted. Zhang Yichang always threw his son on the European battlefield because he accidentally owed his son. The son was going to go out again. He was reluctant to stop it. Japan, Zhang Zhenru first at the Army Corporal School, and later transferred to the Army University.
If you are proud, how can such an excellent son be willing to throw abroad all the time, and finally waited until his son graduated, Zhang Yichang picked up his son back as soon as possible.
Over the years, Zhang Yichang did not know how many aunts and aunts he married, but his daughter continued to be born in succession, but she did not see a son again. For Zhang Zhenru, Zhang Yichang really wanted to use his son and was afraid of using his arms. He wanted to put it at home and was afraid of wasting his son's ability, but these two days with Zhang Zhenru's visits, the first trip to the road is always wrong. When Zhang Zuolin entered the level, he could always give his son a dragon and phoenix in the new government.
Although Zhang Yichang's personality is open, he has always knew that no matter how good the Beijing City is, it is not his own nest, so he did not save his development in Beijing from the beginning. He gave him the three hutongs on Wangfujing Street. Not far from the Commander Command. Zhang Zhenru did not take a car. He called a foreign car and listened to the driver's man with no expression all the way. By the three hutongs, it made the Chefu pass straight, passing the Dongchang'an Street all the way, and stopped in front of a small gray cement building on the east side of the Japanese Department.
The driver closed his mouth as early as when he pulled into Dongjiaomin Lane. After the day of the day, Zhang Zhenru put down Zhang Zhenru and immediately sprinkled the smoke and ran away. A young man with a smile greeted Zhang Zhenru and bowed to him shortly and powerful:
"Zhang Sang, I haven't seen you for a long time."
This way of bowing is obviously only a Japanese, but this young man does not have the serious cold cold on the face of the Japanese and the head that is usually short to Zhang Zhenru's chest. He is also in his early twenties. The round face looks soft and white looks like a white steamed bun in Shandong. The delicate nose is hanging with a silk sweat. It is obviously just ending a busy, but the young Japanese looks very happy:
"Just now Zhang Sang's guards have brought people over, but I did not expect Zhang Sang to start our secret base so soon."
"Who follows you?" Zhang Zhenru frowned impatiently, "Hashimoto, I rented this place, it has nothing to do with you in use."
"Hayihayi," Hashimoto Goro still smiled with a good temper. "It's my word errors. The rent Zhang Sang has been delivered. Now I will give you the key."
Speaking of him to hand over a bunch of keys, Zhang Zhenru took a look at the small building without looking at it.
"Zhang Sang." Hashimoto called later, "The old classmates meet, and get together at night?"
Zhang Zhenru's footsteps kept:
"not good."
"Well, Zhang Sang is still so cold." Hashimoto sighed loudly.
Zhang Zhenru ignored it directly and entered the building. The small building on the second floor was still very empty, but some people were arranged. These are all the guards sent by his father to his relatives. On the first day, it was screened.
Xiaolou used to be a secret criminal investigation base in Beiyang. The basement is a three -line cell with a small interrogation room. This is why Zhang Zhenru's norcho Hashimoto chose this position. The two assassins have been locked here. The concrete wall is blocked, and the door is also thick steel plate. Only the small window for observation is opened. The tall assassin was hung on the wooden frame, and the whip marks on the body flowed all over the blood. Essence
Seeing Zhang Zhenru in the two torture, Qi Qi stopped to salute him, and saw Zhang Zhenru frowned at them. Among them, the clever point immediately took the initiative:
"Marshal, the other first trial, a little heavy, still fainted, this trial is almost an hour, the bones are very hard, and nothing said."
Zhang Zhenru didn't say any response, and walked directly to the wooden frame. The person on the wooden frame was hung up in the air with a large shape. Even if Zhang Zhenru was tall, he had to look up slightly to see the assassin's face.
The oil color has been brushed off by hard -earned, and the flowers on the face can also make people distinguish the heroic and handsomeness of the facial features. The assassin is about Zhang Zhenru's age, and the naked half of the body is pulled out. The light light is dim, but it can also be seen that the assassin's body is by no means the white of nourishment, but the healthy wheat color of the sun exposure. Zhang Zhenru looked at him, and suddenly the two of them just appeared in his head in his eyes, as if the flames of the flames that burned the flames were extremely bright, and Zhang Zhenru rolled in his chest? Why? Why can this person who is older and his general can express his anger and mourning without hesitation? Why is he still have such a great enthusiasm to burn the flame in his eyes? Why? Intersection
I was just faintly painful by the place where she was hit at this moment. Zhang Zhenru gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand on the board (note) at this moment. Do yourself.
"This hairstyle, soldiers." Zhang Zhenru squeezed the assassin's chin as he chose a livestock, "but too impulsive, or it is a big soldier, or he is still going to the military school."
The assassin threw off Zhang Zhenru's hand. Although weak, the anger's eyes continued. Seeing that he raised his mouth, Zhang Zhenru quickly avoided the saliva sideways, and then he reached out and squeezed the gun wounded by the assassin's thighs. The finger picked in.
"*! You fucking a*!" The assassin howling and earning on the shelf.
Zhang Zhenru's mouth was hooked, and a happy smile flickered, and then he stepped back indifferently, tilted his head:
"Jiao Dong's side, Qingdao?"
He narrowed his eyes, and a fake model smiled brilliantly:
"The assassination of impulsive failure, poor, personal action, so it is private hatred. The big soldiers are the front lines, and they are out of the army. It is not possible. Tragedy? Qingdao? "
The assassin looked at Zhang Zhenru a little shocked, and was surprised that Zhang Zhenru could infer so much by saying that he scolded the street, but he quickly suppressed his emotions. This young man gets what he wants.
Seeing that the assassin quickly adjusted his expression, Zhang Zhenru's eyes were bright, and he felt a little chess. This vivid feeling seemed to have not passed for many years. Filling and ... clean ...
Yes, clean ...
The light in Zhang Zhenru's eyes went out again, and he bent coldly with his mouth:
"your name."
The assassin pursed his lips, raised his chin, and looked back at him proudly.
Zhang Zhenru's head is another head, revealing a seemingly innocent and innocent smile:
"It's so admirable that the admiration is unyielding. It's really impossible to take your cricket iron bones."
Having said that his eyes swept to the side, and the two torture personnel immediately retreated when they saw it.
There was only Zhang Zhenru and Assassin in the torture room. The young handsome suddenly relaxed, leisurely moved his long legs, and took two steps to stand in front of the assassin.
He squinted slightly, and the handsome face seemed to have a pleasant smile, but there was no expression in detail, but the handsome eyes were stunned, like a hunter with a prey in a trap. The game is only about the game of your mood.
"Xiangba," Shao Shuai's exquisite nose humming groaned, the exquisite nose was instigated, which made the assassin cool back, and the hot whip marks surged into the bone chill, less The handsome said, "I think of the iron bone ... ... ridiculous ..."
He said, raised his hand, and his slender fingers glowed with white bones in the dim basement, seemed to turn into a cold front blade. It is like watching a shiny dagger slowly stabbing. Suddenly, the assassin trembled, the fingertips were really cold like a blade, and the handsome middle finger and index finger touched the assassin's chest, and then slowly slowly. Slowly sliding down, as the cold contact extends all the way down the frozen stream, the young handsome speaks, and the voice becomes more and more faint and charming:
"The skin outside the iron bones is particularly eye -catching. Haven't you ever thought about your hue and is also attractive to men?"
"You ... you ... what are you doing?!" The assassin stretched his body in horror, but his limbs were pulled and hung, and he had nowhere to borrow it. He hid back again. Because the sound was too surprised, it was not as powerful as just now, but it was a little panicked, and it was more in line with his age. "How can you be good -you are sick!"
"Xiangba, this is the trend of foreign countries. Ben young handsome let you open the horizon." Zhang Zhenru's voice became more and more stunned. In the assassin's panicked shout, he was even more angry. It was a fat practice black silk pants in a drama team. The waist waist was also tied with black cloth towels. The young handsome put on his left hand and pocked his left hand. Sweep the assassin. The assassin couldn't care about him, his eyes kept staring at the hand on his waist:
"Stop your hands! Don't! You ..."
"Well, this ass is good," the young handsome shot in the back, scaring the assassin trembled, and then the handsome hand returned to the original position. The young handsome, so with a language plus a fire, "Presumably the scenery is endless, the young handsome is enough to play, and the brothers below must come to play well -yes, and your associate, you, you, you, you, you, you, you It's comfortable to enter the heavens, how can he watch it, and envy and envy. "
The fingers were leisurely and dexterous to unravel the buttons, and the last button was unlocked. The texture of the silk pants was smooth, and then slowly slipped. The assassin's two mermaid lines slowly revealed, but the young handsome was still holding the belt, so the silk pants slipped off. The speed is still slow.
But the handsome right hand slowly released, the belt gradually slipped from his hand, and the decline of his pants began to accelerate.
At the moment when the belt was about to be completely out of the young handsome right hand, the assassin shouted:
"My name is Jane!"
The relaxed hand was tightened immediately, pulled the belt, and stopped the sloppy pants that continued to decline.
"Where?"
The young handsome voice also immediately returned to Pingbai Calm Cartoon.
"Qingdao!"
"Why assassinate my father."
Jian Lian stared at him:
"Haven't you guessed it? My parents were killed by Zhang Yichang last year!"
Zhang Zhenru was unmoved and continued to ask coldly:
"Are you a military school student? Where are the military school?"
"Baoding Military Academy! There is still a year of graduation." Jane closed his eyes.
Zhang Zhenru smiled briefly, and turned to the Jian Lian back with two hands:
"You run out to get revenge, the military school can't go up?"
"What's the point ..." Jian Ling smiled bitterly, opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhenru, "Learn out, isn't you to wait for you to see people who are like grass and mustard?"
His bitterness and despair retreated instantly, and rejoiced his chin again:
"Falling on your hands, I would like to kill it. If you have a trace of conscience, leave me some dignity."
Zhang Zhenru tilted his head, like a naive question:
"Why listen to you? I'm familiar with you?"
Jian Lian was stunned, but Zhang Zhenru's eyes spin a few happy stars:
"Let me think of what you think, at least we have to be a little bit affectionate. I do n't kill you now, and now I am still missing a deputy, so you stay with me and serve me."
Jian Lian showed an unbelievable expression, but Zhang Zhenru looked back innocently, as if he didn't understand what Jian Lian was incredible at all.
"Why do I have to listen to you again, I would rather die or wait for your father and son. Your dad is a handsome dog. You are at best a dog head and a crazy dog.
"Oh, okay." Zhang Zhenru showed a bright smile, "Since you have no obligation to listen to my words, I have not listened to your love points, then I still use the way I want to kill you."
Speaking of him to relieve Jane's pants and muttering:
"But when I just returned to China, I needed to buy people's hearts the most, or let my brothers come to get happy ..."
"Don't!" Jian Lian screamed and anxiously, "Okay! I follow you! As long as you are not afraid of me to kill you!"
Zhang Zhenru stopped his movement, raised his head, and disappeared a brilliant fake smile on his face again, but changed back to the unknown innocence installed:
"Why are you afraid that you kill me? It is Zhang Yichang, but it is not me. Isn't you the most important person who pays attention to it?"
"Marshal," Although Jian Lian was hanged, he also mobilized his muscles to explore his body opposite, and slowly said with Zhang Zhenru's eyes, "there is an old saying that it is called the father's debt."
"Is that the father's turn after the father is gone?" Zhang Zhenru tilted his head, "Before that, I must be very safe."
With a step back, he looked at him with a furious look, and then showed a comfortable smile that he didn't realize, and he turned upstairs.