Chapter 243: Western Girl (Part 1)

"No! Miss He Ling has never touched the opium business of the He family." Chen Hui was afraid that Xu Changqing would be unfavorable to He Ling, so he quickly replied: "And Miss He Ling is also a contact person from Tongmenghui in Hong Kong and has done a lot of things for the country and the people. Miss Huilan also knows these things. Moreover, the eldest lady and Miss He Ling are sworn sisters, and Miss He Ling was also introduced to me by Miss He Ling."

"Well! This woman in the He family is still innocent. Everyone else is a person with dirty and dirty things. Even the young master of the He family you asked me to save today is full of resentment. The blood evil spirit entered the pavilion. There were not a hundred or eighty people who died at his hands. They were all damn people." Xu Changqing said in a cold tone, making Chen Hui feel trembling and full of thoughts.

The carriage drove very fast, and soon stopped in front of the hotel that Xu Changqing reserved at the dock. Xu Changqing walked out of the car and took out some change from his pocket to the little beggar who surrounded him. He did not look back, as if he was talking to himself: "There is a killing disaster in the He family tonight. If you don't want Miss He Ling to have an accident, it's best to pick her out in advance, but don't talk too much, otherwise the killing disaster will be on you."

After saying that, he stepped into the hotel, leaving Chen Hui sitting in the car blankly, looking dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The hotel where Xu Changqing stayed was run by a French nobleman. The building was a French countryside building with yellow walls, red roofs, simple and neat rooms. The double-storey house surrounded a piece of open space, and the open space was a casual garden restaurant. Although the hotel was not large, it was unique. Even the waiters were high-end waiters specially found from France. In addition, they were located at the dock, and many merchant ship captains traveling to the east and the west would live here. This is not only because the hotel is extremely comfortable, but more importantly, living here is a symbol of identity.

Although the hotel is good, the expenses are not low. Even in Hong Kong, there are not many Chinese people who are willing to spend money to live here. Most of them come to discuss business with foreigners and temporarily use the hotel restaurant to entertain guests. Most of the Chinese businessmen in the hotel are dressed in Chinese and Western style, and look very awkward. They have never had any decent Western clothes like Xu Changqing, so when Xu Changqing appeared in the garden restaurant in the evening, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

Xu Changqing untied the suit and gown outside, placed it on the chair beside him, revealing a turtleneck shirt and black vest, and then took out the pocket watch to look at the time. Then he took the menu handed over by the waiter and ordered a few French dishes casually in pure French with a Paris accent. This series of natural and decent behavior was so surprised in the eyes of the Chinese merchants and foreigners around him, it also aroused the curiosity of many people.

Xu Changqing did not feel uncomfortable when he was watched by many people like other Chinese people. Instead, he looked relaxed and picked up the red wine he had just delivered and looked at the British Times two days ago under the light. Just now, he went out and visited the hall of the local Wenmen. At the same time, in order to avoid hurting the innocent, he inquired about the matter of the He family. As he expected, all the He family except He Ling were broken to the core. They all said that the He family was thin and retribution.

The ancestors of the He family were pirates, so killing and looting were naturally no problem. After his death, he was buried near Lion Mountain. Because he was afraid of digging graves and venting anger, the burial location was very secret. No one except the head of the He family and a few He family members knew about it. The descendants of the He family used the treasures that his ancestor robbed when he was a pirate and bought a large area of ​​land in Kowloon. Later, they colluded with the British to sell opium to Guangzhou and other places. The heads of the He family were even the leader of the Hong Kong Qinghong Gang.

The power is vast, and even some British people are afraid of three points. It was not until the Chen family in Shaoguan, which has a strong background and strength, came to Hong Kong, that the He family was restrained. However, since Chen Huilan, the last Hong Kong helmsman of the Chen family, left Hong Kong and Chen Hui took over the Hong Kong business, the power of the He family began to rise again. In recent years, the He family has suffered a lot of bloody crimes, and hundreds of people have been destroyed by their secret methods. If the He family is destroyed, no one in Hong Kong will applaud.

Not long after, the waiter brought the first dish. Xu Changqing put the newspaper aside, no longer thought about the He family's affairs, calmed down and concentrated on tasting the authentic French delicacies in front of him.

While the waiter was on the second veal, a Western woman wearing an exaggerated hat walked in from the main hall of the hotel and looked around. When she saw Xu Changqing, she walked straight over, stood beside Xu Changqing, and asked in French with a Bordeaux accent: "Can I sit down?"

Out of etiquette, Xu Changqing stopped the knife and fork in his hand, turned his head, and looked at the Western woman in front of him with expressionless face. The Western woman's face was not as rough as a Westerner, but rather looked extremely elegant. Her nose and deep pupils were high, her eyebrows were as thin as willows, and her thin lips were covered with bright red lipstick. A curly red hair fell on her shoulders. The cut-out cheongsam wrapped her proud figure in a concave and concave shape.

As soon as this Western woman appeared, everyone's eyes hit her, and the sound of conversation and whispers disappeared, and the entire garden and restaurant immediately became quiet, with only heavy breathing sounds.

"Born with charming bones! Another beauty who harms the country and the people!" This was Xu Changqing's first thought after seeing this foreign woman. Even if the Taoist heart is stable, he couldn't help but have a ripple. If Hu Yueniang's beauty is ice, then this woman's beauty is a ball of fire, and a ball of fire that can hurt people. Xu Changqing clearly felt that there was a very powerful force hidden in this foreign woman, just like a natural magical power, and judging from her figure and pace, she was far from as weak as she looked.

Seeing that Xu Changqing did not answer, the Western woman had no intention of waiting. She sat on her own in the position opposite Xu Changqing, then asked the waiter for a glass of champagne, picked up the wine glass and looked around, and finally looked at Xu Changqing opposite her, and said with a smile: "Do you know? You are a very special Chinese man."
Chapter completed!