Wanxianglou has been completely closed for business only to hold a gambling competition.

The security guards of the Tycoon Company and Liba Company at the entrance of the building were all black suits and black top hats, dressed in gentleness and ruffian style. When they stood there, they could tell that their waists were filled with hot and cold weapons.

The eyes-opener must move forward and be prepared to be beaten to death.

Cars that were shiny and shiny were successively parked in front of Wanxiang Tower.

Various tycoons, who are either ostentatious, steady, arrogant or low-key, have all appeared one after another.

Countless handsome men and beautiful women were leading the way, and the people on the roadside were excited to see it.

Ni Feiyang sat upright on one side of the hall on the second floor, staring at the gate of Wanxianglou.

He is waiting for the army to appear.

This will be the burial place of the one-eyed dragon. No matter who protects him, he will definitely die here.

God blocks the gods, Buddha blocks the Buddhas.

As for the gambling competition, which is regarded as the most important, it is not in Ni Feiyang's eyes.

Time flies very quickly.

No one came to Ni Feiyang to chat with him.

Although the lobby on the first floor is crowded and a grand gathering, there are always only a few groups of people sitting in different booths and no one is walking around at will.

Ni Feiyang didn't know anyone here, and of course, no one on the second floor knew him.

In a booth not too far from him, six men and one woman were sitting. First, a bearded woman with heavy makeup in her arms, holding a cigar in her mouth and asked the people around her: "Who is the guy sitting alone over there?"

Everyone beside him looked at each other, and it took a long time to say someone: "I don't know you, I haven't seen this person in Shanghai. But if Xu Wenqiang invited him to the second floor, I don't think he is a good person. Will there be new ministers from a certain country?"

Someone next to him objected: "It is impossible, which minister of the country would send such an Eastern Confucius, unless he was a Japanese. However, I heard that Xu Wenqiang wanted to fight with Yoshiko Kawashima this time, I'm afraid that even the Japanese minister would not be able to go to Xu Wenqiang's second floor."

The bearded frowns high.

"I went to inquire about this person's identity. When I saw him, I always felt a little uneasy, afraid that there was no source that was not easy to mess with."

"Don't worry, boss, there will be news back soon."

Not only this wave of people, but also people are constantly leaving sneakily in different corners on the second floor.

Everyone wants to know what Ni Feiyang, who has occupied the central seat in a noble manner, is.

Ni Feiyang ignored these people's small actions.

Flies are just flies, hiding from a distance in the corner, and they dare to come over and slap them to death immediately.

The noisy first-floor lobby suddenly became quiet, and a notice came from the gate: "Japanese Ryochihe Company Manager Miss Yoshiko Kawashima, and Shanghai Jindafa Company Manager Mr. Huang Jingui came with a post, please come inside!"

Ni Feiyang immediately straightened his back. Yoshiko Kawashima and the golden genius arrived, so the army should have arrived.

As the crowds near the door spread out on both sides, a wide passage was made.

Huang Jingui, who was wearing a dark suit, smiled trespassed in with a fierce smile on his face.

The two rows of neatly dressed subordinates behind him looked extremely tough, obviously they were all warriors.

Ni Feiyang did not see Dajun and Yoshiko Kawashima beside Huang Jingui. Haven’t she been there yet?

But just now he clearly heard that the person Xu Wenqiang at the door had already reported Yoshiko Kawashima's name. If the person was not present, it would generally be impossible to inform the guest's name.

Huang Jingui stood in the middle of the hall, laughing like a villain.

"Xu Wenqiang, I'm already here. Are you not worthy of you coming out to greet me?"

"Where is the words? Mr. Huang from Jindafa Company, no one knows who is in Shanghai. Even the children with snot on the street know that when they hear Huang Jingui's name, they have to slap a few times. A little bit late, then they can only hear the swearing sounds all over the street, and there is no way for others to hear that they have called themselves traitors."

With Xu Wenqiang's sarcastic laughter and scolding, he and Ding Li walked out of the back hall side by side.

Huang Jingui stepped forward and handed Xu Wenqiang a cigar, and said with a fake smile: "You are still the same. If you don't hurt others' words one day, you will feel uncomfortable. We are old friends, and I don't care about your virtues, but if Miss Kawajima comes here later, you must not be ungrateful and bring you a huge disaster."

Xu Wenqiang snorted coldly, unwilling to talk to Huang Jingui more.

"Didn't you come with Yoshiko Kawashima? Why did you only see you, but you didn't see Yoshiko Kawashima himself?"

"What a person Miss Kawajima is? How could she walk in as ordinary as me? Even if she appears, she must be earth-shaking and unique."

With the praise of the golden precious, a crisp shout sounded, and at the same time, an elusive figure jumped out from behind the crowd at the gate, trampling on the pillars of the hall in various parts of the hall, flashing around the hall.

A burst of exclamation broke out from the crowd.

"Miss Yoshiko Kawashima is really good."

"This is the famous ninjutsu of the Great Japanese Empire, right?"

"It's so fast, my turn can't keep up with Miss Kawashima's flash."

"It's so scary. If there are many Japanese experts like Miss Kawashima, the goal of building a **** circle is just around the corner."

While everyone was marveling at Yoshiko Kawashima's elusiveness, Ni Feiyang, who was sitting on the second floor, sneered at it.

What big head garlic to put on?

I really think the second floor is empty, there is no one, right?

He could see clearly on the second floor that Yoshiko Kawashima was hiding on the side of the stairs on the second floor. The figures flashed around the hall were simply pulling a rope in the waist. Two or three people on the second floor helped her perform the flying sky and escape.

In modern times, this kind of trick is really a joke. Have you never eaten pork or seen pigs run?

Even in a love scene that is not a kung fu movie, the Ravia hanging steel wire is already full of the screen, and anyone can point out the inadequate performance of Yoshiko Kawashima.

But in Shanghai in 1937, this thing was really rare. Just looking at the recognizable admiration in the eyes of the people downstairs, you can know how successful the appearance scene designed by Yoshiko Kawashima was.

Ni Feiyang jumped to the stairs on the second floor, quietly walked behind the real Yoshiko Kawashima, and stepped on the back of her hand that was stalking the corner of the wall.

"oops!"

Yoshiko Kawashima, who was flying all over the field, suddenly disappeared, rolled and fell from the air in a mess, and rolled several times on the soft carpet.

Huang Jingui hurried over to help Yoshiko Kawashima up, and at the same time concealed her: "A mistake, mistake, and a horse will be stumbled. Miss Kawashima just slipped and slipped for a while."
Chapter completed!