The old man Shavish used his trembling hands to plug the transistor into the base and then plugged it in the power supply.

When he twisted the knob and turned on the radio switch, the radio made a bang and scared Qian Xiaobao who was watching the old man Shavesh fiddling with him.

But the old man Shavish smiled on his face. He almost pressed his face against the dial of the radio and looked at the rotating knob on the scale above.

I missed several radio stations with clear voices, and the pointer stopped at a rustling sound.

The old man Shavish squatted down and put his ear on the radio speaker position. After listening for a long time, he shook his head in disappointment.

Qian Xiaobao suddenly remembered what Saito Hengqi said to him.

"Aerial!" Qian Xiaobao said. Then he stretched out his hand and gestured upwards.

Old Man Shavish looked at Qian Xiaobao blankly and finally stood up suddenly. His movements didn't look like an old man at all.

He turned and walked out of the room as if he was looking for something.

Qian Xiaobao could not understand the urgent mood of the old man Shavish at all. He wanted to hear the radio from Germany immediately and know what was happening there. He wanted to judge from the broadcast why his son, who was far away in Germany, had not come here to meet him for a long time.

Qian Xiaobao watched Shavish's busy work rummaging through the cabinets, and turned around and walked out of the house.

Today he is going to the slums on both sides of the railway to investigate the situation of weapon smuggling.

Turning left after passing Zhengyang Street, Qian Xiaobao walked on a road with towering trees on both sides.

After the Japanese occupied Harbin, three cemeteries were drawn here. One was a cemetery for ordinary people in Harbin, the other was a Japanese cemetery. The other was a cemetery for those who were frozen to death and starved to death on the streets.

Every year, hundreds of people die on the streets in Harbin. In the end, they all go here to dig a shallow pit and buried grass.

After walking through the cemetery, Qian Xiaobao came to the Thirty-six Sheds on both sides of the railway. This is a famous slum in Harbin.

Since Tsarist Russia built the railway, this is where the poor who sold coolies lived.

As soon as Qian Xiaobao approached the low horse racks made of wood, he smelled a foul smell. The bottom of his feet also became muddy. In the sky and on the ground, flies buzzing with wings everywhere.

Two or three years old bare-butt children who can't tell the difference between boys and girls ran past Qian Xiaobao.

All of this reminded Qian Xiaobao of his childhood.

He looked down at the clothes on his body and felt that he was not considerate before coming here, and he should change out the exquisite clothes on his body before coming out.

Sure enough, people on both sides of the road looked at him with strange eyes.

"Isn't this an old acquaintance? I'm chasing my butt here, wanting to bully the house?" a bad voice roared.

Qian Xiaobao turned his head and looked at the few people squatting on the roadside for a long time but couldn't tell me who said what these people just said.

Qian Xiaobao really didn't see it. But this is the biggest insult to the person who talks! This kid didn't take me seriously at all!

Not giving face and not taking others seriously is a big deal in the Northeast. It is a big deal that can make people fight you desperately.

"Brother, this kid looks down on you!" said a big head to the bald head squatting on the ground.

Qian Xiaobao then looked carefully at the man with four or five green-headed flies on his head. He stared at the man with big eyes for a long time before Qian Xiaobao recognized that the man was Sha Biao who was fighting for a seat with Mr. Guan in the Xile Teahouse and let Qian Xiaobao beat him.

"Isn't this Brother Biao? It's been a long time since I saw you. Where have you made a fortune recently?" Qian Xiaobao asked with a smile.

Sha Biao drove the flies on his head with his hands and stood up slowly and shouted: "Erbiant head, go and call a few more brothers here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big head who had just spoken turned around and ran away.

Sha Biao felt that because the three or four people around him were not necessarily Qian Xiaobao's opponents, he asked his brother to call him "Second Head".

Sha Biao is a person who wants to save face. But Qian Xiaobao is not. In order to do things, what is face?

Qian Xiaobao felt that a gangster like Sha Biao must have something he wanted to know.

"It seems that Brother Biao is still hating me. You are too cautious when a real man can bend and stretch! It makes money with kindness, I just came to apologize to you!" Qian Xiaobao said with a smile.

He didn't hit the smiling person. Sha Biao knew that the little bastard in front of him was nonsense, but today he saw that this kid had a good attitude towards him. A person like Sha Biao was so good!

"Today, I'll treat you to a meal, you can choose the place!" Qian Xiaobao said while patting his chest.

Qian Xiaobao said a few good words to relieve Sha Biao's attitude. When it comes to asking for a drink, he even encountered Sha Biao's weakness.

"The beauty who followed you at Xile Teahouse that day was my sister-in-law? Call her up, let's go together!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

A smile appeared on Sha Biao's face. Although Xiao Taohong is his wife, she would never be able to bring her if she had no money.

But today this kid's attitude is indeed good.

"How about I invite Brother Biao to Zhengyang Tower?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Zhengyang Tower is a famous restaurant in Harbin, which shows Qian Xiaobao's sincerity is full of sincerity.

Brother Biao finally showed his attitude. He put his hands behind his back and said to the two brothers behind him: "You guys go back first. I'll talk to this little brother about something."

Several strong men emerged from the low horse. Each of them walked towards the train station with their upper bodies naked and facing the fire-like sun.

This is a worker who went to the train station to load and unload goods and carry large bags. One of them was a tall and tall man who saw Qian Xiaobao standing on the side of the road suddenly shrank his body and lowered his head and touched his forehead with his hand to pretend to wipe his sweat.

Qian Xiaobao didn't pay attention to these things at all. His entire attention was on Sha Biao.

Seeing Sha Biao agreeing, he pulled Sha Biao's arm intimately and walked out of the shanty town.

When Erbiantou ran over with six or seven guys holding sticks and kitchen knives in his hands panting, Sha Biao and Qian Xiaobao could no longer see any shadows.

"Where has Brother Biao been?" Erbian asked.

Brother Biao's two brothers, who looked regretful because they did not go to Zhengyanglou to drink with him, replied: "What Brother Biao? When I heard that I had no brothers in my eyes when I heard that I had drunk!"

Brother Biao had already heard Qian Xiaobao's explanation when he was in the private room of Zhengyang Building.

No wonder this guy looks like a dog, it turns out to be a foreigner's dog.

Sha Biao felt a little contempt in his heart.

After taking the menu handed over by the guy, Qian Xiaobao pushed the menu in front of Sha Biao again.

"Brother Biao, brothers are the boss today, please order whatever you want!" Qian Xiaobao said.

For Sha Biao, there is no good or bad food, just big fish and meat. There is no good or bad wine, just enough food!
Chapter completed!