Chapter 7 The seventh magpie

The sun has just risen, and the temperature is gradually increasing. But Araki seemed to be shivering from the cold, his square face seemed to be completely shriveled except for a little sweat on the tip of his nose. But Araki looked like a boxing poodle freshly fished out of cold water. The Japanese was not really a popular character. Black Panther smiled and said, "Now that I have told your secret, do you fully understand it?" Araki suddenly roared wildly and rushed over. Boxing Lion Dog seems to have suddenly become a mad dog. But a mad dog biting a person is very scary, not to mention a judo advanced level, even when it is really crazy, it is also very difficult to deal with.

The panther stood there quietly, waiting for him, his eyes full of confidence. The true meaning of judo is to overcome rigidity with softness and brake with stillness, but now Araki has made a fatal mistake. He took the initiative to attack, grabbing the panther's arms and shoulders with both hands like eagle claws. His shot was quick, of course, but not fast enough. As soon as the panther turned over, he kicked his lower abdomen with his right leg. Araki grinned and was about to grab the panther's ankle.Unexpectedly, the black panther's body suddenly turned around again, and an elbow punch hit him heavily in the ribs.He immediately heard the sound of his ribs snapping, and his body was also sent flying.

Panther's feet kicked out in a row, kicking his throat. He took advantage of the victory to pursue, and never allowed the opponent to have half a minute to breathe. But this time he also made a mistake. He underestimated Araki. Araki's body had already been staggered backwards from the beating, as if he could no longer stand still. But suddenly he was on his feet, and his hand suddenly grabbed the panther's foot. For a judo expert like Araki, as long as he touches anything, it is like being bitten by a mad dog. He twisted his backhand. The black panther immediately turned over in the air involuntarily, and then fell to the ground with a "pop".

He seemed to have been thrown so dizzy that he couldn't even stand up. Araki grinned grinningly, and stepped on his back, as if wanting to break his spine. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the black panther turned over and shot again, twisting his ankle like lightning. Just like how he dealt with the Black Panther just now. Panther's hand threw his ankle to the left, and he rolled over to the left. But the Panther didn't throw him to the ground. The black panther was still lying on the ground, and suddenly kicked out, hitting his scrotum the moment he turned over. Araki roared wildly, his body suddenly shrank into a ball, and all the things that could flow out of his body immediately flowed out.

Gordon frowned, took two steps back, and covered his nose with the silk scarf slanted in his pocket. Everyone but Araki himself smelled the stench of his excrement. As soon as the panther let go of his ankle, he fell down, curled up on the ground like a shrimp, twitching and convulsing non-stop. Suddenly, his curled body stretched and retracted, and then he was completely motionless. The black panther's kick was not only quick and accurate, but also terrifyingly powerful. The thugs watching by could not help showing fear in their eyes. They have beaten people, and they have been beaten.

But none of them had ever seen such vicious hands and feet, and they couldn't help secretly rejoicing that they had never met an opponent like the Black Panther. Hei Panther slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his clothes: "This Japanese is really talented." Gordon sighed: "I was really afraid that you would be thrown to death by him all at once." "Do you know what my greatest ability is?" Black Panther smiled: "My greatest ability is not hitting people, but being beaten!" "Beating?" "I learned to be beaten before I learned to hit people."

"It must have been uncomfortable when you learned it." Gordon also smiled. "Those who don't want to learn how to be beaten, it is best not to learn how to beat others." Hei Bao said flatly: "If you want to beat someone, you have to be prepared to be beaten." This truth is very simple, but unfortunately, the simpler the truth, the more people can't understand it. The cruel sarcasm appeared in Gordon's smile again: "I never beat people, I only kill people!" People who want to kill should also be ready to be killed at any time? Nine fifty.

The panther led Gordon into the small living room used by Mr. Jin Erye. Fan Egong was still resting on the sofa. "I heard that you have a secret to tell Araki." The sound insulation equipment in this small living room is very good, the movement downstairs is not heard upstairs. "What's the secret?" Jin Erye asked again. Black Panther replied flatly: "I told him that his father is a bastard and his mother is a bitch." Second Master Jin frowned: "What did he say?" He didn't say anything, and the black panther's voice was even colder: "Dead people can't speak." Second Master Jin also seemed to be stunned. He took a slow puff of the cigar, and then slowly puffed out the smoke.

His face was hidden in the smoke again. "Even if you want to kill him, you should wait until tomorrow." "Oh." "You should know that he is still useful today." "He's already useless." "why?" "Because I've found someone more useful." "It's him?" Mr. Jin seemed to have never seen Gordon standing behind the panther until now. Gordon was wearing a light tweed double-breasted suit, clearly hand-cut. The ties and handkerchiefs he used were all pure silk, and he wore calfskin shoes made by Italian cobblers; Jin Erye looked at him and sneered: "That's the playboy."

"That's right," Gordon rushed to answer for himself, "it's me, the playboy." "I want mine to be a guy who knows how to kill, not a nightclub waiter." "Nightclub maitre d'oeuvres kill people sometimes." "Who can you kill?" "As long as it's human, I can kill it." Gordon's voice was equally indifferent. "For example..." "Let's say you," Gordon interrupted, "I could kill you anytime now." He raised his hand, and there was an extra gun in his hand. Second Master Jin's face seemed to have changed a bit, but his expression was still calm: "Why don't you look behind?"

Two people had appeared at the door, both of them had guns in their hands, and both of them were pointing at Gordon. "Even if they kill me, I can still kill you before I die." Gordon's voice was still very cold: "If you want to kill someone like you, of course you have to pay a price." Before he could finish his sentence, he turned around suddenly. There were only two gunshots, and the guns in the hands of the two men at the door had fallen, and Gordon's two shots were hitting their barrels. Second Lord Jin laughed suddenly, "Okay, very good, the sharpshooter Gordon really lives up to his reputation." He suddenly stood up, like a black panther, and patted Gordon on the shoulder: "Actually, as soon as you walked in, I was already know who you are." "But you shouldn't take the risk." "adventure?" "You shouldn't have someone like me walking up to you with a gun." "But you are a friend of Black Panther." Second Master Jin's attitude was peaceful and sincere: "His friends can come to me at any time with whatever they have on them." "I'm not his friend." "Aren't you?" Jin Erye frowned. "I have no friends, and I never trust anyone." Gordon's words were like bullets from his pistol: "I only trust one thing in this world." "What do you trust?" Second Lord Jin didn't need to ask this question at all. "Money." Gordon's answer was direct and concise: "Whether it's gold coins, silver coins? Or banknotes printed on paper, I trust them equally." Kim Erye smiled. He smiled and took a sip of the cigar, then puffed it out, and suddenly asked, "How much do you want?" This sentence is also directly and concisely asked. "One hundred thousand." Gordon took out the check: "This is what I should have gotten, and I didn't ask for more." "You really didn't ask for much." Second Master Jin didn't even think about it: "As long as things are done, this check can be cashed at any time." Gordon stopped talking. He carefully folded the check and put it in the upper left pocket where the silk scarf was placed. Second Master Jin turned around, faced the black panther, smiled and said, "I said I have a gift for you." Black Panther also smiled: "I just heard." "Do you want to see it now?" Black Panther nodded. Second Master Jin clapped his hands with a smile, and immediately a person was pushed out from behind the door on the left. A Eurasian woman in a white satin low-cut dress with beautiful light blue eyes. Only now the corners of her eyes were wrinkled with grief, fear, and fatigue. Mrs. Plum. "She didn't plan to wait to attend the funeral of her daughter and her husband. Before dawn, she already wanted to take all of Lawyer Mei's belongings and leave." Second Master Jin smiled smugly. "She is indeed fast enough. Unfortunately, I am one step faster than her. I know you are interested in her." Hei Panther looked at the woman coldly, without any expression on his face. But Second Master Jin was looking at him and frowned: "Maybe I was wrong. If you are not interested in her, I have no choice but to ask her to accompany her daughter and husband in the coffin." Mrs. Meizi raised her head and looked at Hei Bao beggingly, as if wishing she could kneel down and beg Hei Bao to take her. Now, her sense of Caucasian superiority has completely disappeared, and now she understands that the Chinese are not the cowardly and incompetent people she imagined. Unfortunately, it is too late now. "She really wasn't an ugly woman, but it's a pity that she's too old now." Black Panther's voice was as cold as his eyes, "The only thing I'm interested in her now is to kick her in the stomach." Mrs. Meizi's whole body went limp, as if someone had really kicked her in the stomach. "But I have other interests in her." Gordon said suddenly. "You?" Black Panther frowned. "As long as you don't object, I can accept this gift for you." Hei Bao suddenly laughed again: "I know you need a woman very much these two days, and an old woman is better than no woman." "Can I take her away?" "You can take it away anytime." Gordon immediately walked over and grabbed Mrs. Plum's arm. "I'll take her back to the hotel now," he didn't finish his sentence, and he pulled Mrs. Meizi out. When he went out, Tian Baye happened to go upstairs. Tian Baye's face was pale, his hands were trembling slightly, and he couldn't even hold a cigarette steadily. "Magpie has already sent someone to contact me, and he also wants to negotiate terms with us face to face." "Great." Second Lord Jin's eyes shone again, "Have you already made an appointment with the time and place?" Tian Baye nodded: "The time is seven o'clock tonight, and the place is the Luo Song Hotel on Marshal Road." "He's going to invite us to dinner?" Jin Erye asked Tian Baye with a smile, "Don't he know that Marshal Road is your territory?" "He knows, so he must wait until I evacuate all the brothers in that area before he will show up." The fox-like smile appeared in Tian Baye's eyes again: "But he doesn't know, that Luo Song I happen to own the restaurant too." Jin Erye laughed suddenly, bent down and laughed so hard that tears almost flowed out. "The magpie is an auspicious bird, and it is inauspicious to kill it." Fan Egong suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "So after you kill him, don't forget to wash your hands." "Just wash your hands is enough!" Jin Erye smiled more happily. "Unless you kicked him to death." Fan Egong said leisurely, "then you have to wash your feet." Jin Erye laughed again. He had seldom smiled so happily. Twelve past five. Black Panther lay on his back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. A gecko from the ceiling suddenly fell, landed on him, and quickly crawled across his bare chest. He didn't even move. The gecko crawled down his arm, but he still watched quietly. It wasn't until the gecko climbed onto his palm that his hand was suddenly clenched—he was always a person who could wait. He would never have done it if it wasn't a sure thing. Now he has been waiting for an hour. Bobo didn't know when he went out, and he hasn't come back yet. It wasn't until he threw the dead gecko out of the window that Bobo opened the door and saw him. She smiled immediately: "are you waiting for me?" Panther was not happy. "You're angry, you must have waited a long time." Bobo closed the door and ran back, sat by his bed, took his hand, and smiled apologetically. She has a bright yellow silk scarf around her neck—as long as she wants to do, she must do it. "I know you want me not to go out, but I'm really bored." Bobo teased the black panther, "Do you think my scarf is pretty?" "Not pretty." Bobo was startled, as if he couldn't laugh anymore. But the black panther continued slowly: "I don't think anything is as beautiful as yours." Bobo smiled again, his eyes flashed with the bright and sunny light of spring. Her body was already lying on the panther's chest, and her hand was caressing the panther's naked chest. It felt like a gecko crawling across his chest. Black Panther looked at her and didn't move. "You seem to dislike me a little bit already." Bobo murmured like a swallow, "From last night until now, you haven't even touched me." She is indeed a very sensitive girl. "Before seven o'clock tonight, I really dare not touch you." Black Panther seemed to feel very sorry. "why?" "I have business at seven o'clock." "It's about that second master Jin again?" "Ok." "What is such a great event?" Bobo's little mouth pouted again. "It's nothing special." Black Panther said lightly, "It's just that I probably won't be able to come back tonight." "Can't come back?" Bobo jumped up: "Is someone trying to kill you?" "There were many people who wanted to kill me before, and now many of those people have entered the coffin." "What about this time?" Black Panther smiled: "The person who goes into the coffin this time is probably me." Bobo's eyes were full of worry: "Who exactly wants to kill you this time?" "It's not that he wants to kill me, it's that I must kill him." Black Panther's expression became cold again, "But I may not be able to kill him." "Who is he?" "Magpie." Hei Bao looked at a cloud outside the window, "I have a meeting with Magpie tonight." "Magpie!" Bobo looked even more worried, "Is he really that scary?" Black Panther sighed: "Maybe it's even scarier than we imagined." "Can't you not meet him?" "cannot." "Why? And because of Second Master Jin." Pibo bit his lips, "I really want to ask him why he always likes to ask people to kill people? Why he always likes to ask others to do their best for him." Black Panther said indifferently: "Maybe you will have a chance in the future." Panther is asleep. Bobo didn't dare to disturb him, she knew he wanted to conserve his energy. The room was very still. She sat there in a daze, and suddenly, she understood what it was to be sad and troubled. Her lover is likely to die tonight. Still no news of her father. Although the car was parked downstairs, the yellow silk scarf was already wrapped around her neck. But she doesn't want it all now. Now she just wants to live a peaceful and happy life, and only wants her life to be free from danger and misfortune. Now she finally understands that this is the most precious thing in life, far more precious than ten thousand cars combined. She seemed to have grown up a lot suddenly. But it was less than forty hours before she set foot on this metropolis for the first time. Ten past twelve. Mrs. Plum sat with her head down in Gordon's suite, her face was bloodless. Gordon had been away for a long time, and when he brought her back here, he went out immediately. He didn't even touch her at all. She didn't understand what this man meant, let alone what she should do in the future. It wasn't that she hadn't grieved at all for her daughter and her husband, but she had been a very practical woman since she was a child, and she never wanted to think too much about what was past. Because she can't be unrealistic. Now all she could think of was the owner of the suite—hers. Her fate was already in the hands of this man. But this man also humiliated her face to face last night. Did he want her to come to continue humiliating her? She didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't think about it anymore. Because at this time Gordon had already opened the door and walked in, and threw a thick envelope in his hand on the table in front of her: "The envelope contains your passport, boat tickets, and travel expenses." Gordon's The voice was still very cold: "Although the passport is fake, no one will be able to tell. Although the travel expenses are not much, it is enough for you to get to Hamburg." Mrs. Meizi was startled. She looked at the man with suspicion and anxiety in her eyes: "You...are you really willing to let me go?" Gao Dengjing did not answer this question: "Of course you don't have to go to Hamburg, but I have many friends in Hamburg, and they can take care of you, and their names and addresses are also in the envelope." Mrs. Meizi looked at him, she couldn't believe that there was such a person in the world. She had long since lost faith in men. "The boat leaves at half past four, so you'd better leave now." Gordon continued, "If you get to Hamburg, I just want you to do one thing for me." Mrs. Plum was listening. "Go to Hamburg Prison to see a friend of mine named Luo Lie, tell him to reassure him, and say that my plan is close to success, and I have found that fool for him." "Stupid boy?" Mrs. Meizi blinked. "That's right, silly boy." There was a smile on the corner of Gordon's mouth: "You tell him, and he will understand." "I will definitely tell him, but you...you treat me..." Mrs. Meizi lowered her head, wanting to speak. "I don't want you to go to bed with me." Gordon's voice became very cold again, "Now Mr. Jin just happens to be in no mood to pay attention to other things, so you'd better go quickly." Madam Meizi's eyes suddenly filled with tears. Those were tears of gratitude. She had never been so grateful to a man before. Although there were many men who treated her well in the past, those men were all purposeful and ambitious. She stood up suddenly, kissed this strange man lightly, and the tears in her eyes flowed onto his pale face... Gordon took a hot bath and sank into bed, filled with peace and comfort. It is indeed a wonderful and joyful thing to have the power to help someone in need. He wished he could sleep peacefully. It was not yet one o'clock, and there were still six full hours before their date. Six twenty. Both Black Panther and Gordon had arrived at the small living room used by Mr. Jin privately. Gordon had already changed into a darker serge suit, a snow-white shirt with a bright red tie, and shiny leather shoes. He was indeed a very well-dressed man. Whenever he looked, he looked like a dandy getting ready for a party. Panther was still wearing a black jacket. The thin clothes were attached to his solid and muscular muscles, and his whole body seemed to be filled with the strength of a beast. Gordon looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "You really don't need to spend money on clothes." "why?" "The best attire for a man of your stature is to take all your clothes off." Panther laughed too. Jin Erye looked at them with a very happy expression on his face. He wants them to work closely together. If they had been there to protect him forever, he might have lived to be a hundred and twenty. "The time is coming soon." Tian Baye had been pacing non-stop, but now he suddenly stopped, with an anxious and uneasy expression. Jin Erye was still smiling, and he was almost 100% sure about this matter. "We leave at 6:30, and we can get there at 6:55. We don't have to go too early." Tian Baye had no choice but to nod, and lit another cigarette. "Can you talk to the people who have been arranged over there again." Jin Erye hoped that his nerves would relax. "The four cooks and six waiters in the restaurant are all from us." Tian Baye said, "The rickshaw drivers on the corner outside, the cigarette stalls, and the flower sellers are all there, even the French police house at the crossroads. The policeman in the police department has also been bribed by me." "How many people are there inside and out?" "Probably thirty or so." "How many can you really fight?" Jin Erye asked again. "Everyone can fight." Tian Baye replied: "But for the sake of caution, most of them don't have any weapons on them." "It doesn't matter," Tian Baye said, "I just do this to prevent people from their side from sneaking in. When the time comes, it will be Gordon and Black Panther who will really do it." His voice is full of confidence, because he has great confidence in the skills of these two people. In this metropolis, there is absolutely no one who is stronger than them. "Which two people do you think the magpie will take?" Tian Baye still seemed a little worried. "It must be Hu Biao, the fourth brother, and their youngest Hongqi." "I heard that the youngest of Hongqi has practiced several kinds of kung fu, and he is the number one expert in their gang." Tian Baye turned to Black Panther, "Have you fought against him before?" "No".Black Panther smiled faintly, "So he is still alive." Tian Baye didn't say anything more, at this moment, they heard a knock on the door, and someone reported: "Someone brought something from outside." "What is it?" "Looks like a magpie." Magpies in the cage. A pitch-black bird, a pitch-black cage. But there was a roll of white paper tied to the bird's paw, and on the paper was written: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return to the little restaurant. We'll meet at seven." Tian Baye stomped heavily: "What should I do? Why did he suddenly change the date?" Second Master Jin was still staring at the note in his hand, as if he still couldn't understand the meaning of these two sentences, he read it again and again. "Do you want me to transfer the guy from Luosong Hotel first?" Tian Baye said, "The distance between the two places is not far." "No," Second Master Jin shook his head immediately: "The people over there must not move." "why?" "He changed the place suddenly, maybe he wants us to do this, to find out our reality." Jin Erye pondered, and continued slowly: "Besides, this bird is indeed very cunning, things may still change, we Don't act rashly." "Then you mean..." Second Master Jin smiled coldly: "Isn't it our territory to be drunk and return to the small restaurant? Why should we be afraid of him?" "But that place used to belong to the third child." "The youngest man is now my man. The foreman of the rickshaw driver, Wang Ah Si, has been taking my money since three years ago." Second Master Jin sneered, and suddenly turned his head to tell the thug leader standing at the door Jin Ke: "You take a few brothers who don't usually show up first, pretend to be guests from other places, and go to a small restaurant where you don't get drunk and don't return. You should dress brighter." "yes." "Also," Jin Erye ordered again: "Ask Wang Ah Si again if there are any suspicious people on the ground nearby." "Yes." Jin Ke hurried out immediately. His surname is also Jin, and he has always been loyal to Second Master Jin. He has never made a mistake in what Second Master Jin told him. Second Master Jin puffed out another cigarette: "We will still follow the original plan and leave at 6:35. Old Ba, you will stay here and wait for our good news." Six fifty-five. No Drunk No Return Small Restaurant, as usual, was sold out again, only one table was empty. "We have investigated all the people wandering around, and there is absolutely no one from the magpie." Wang Ahsi reported from the window of Jin Erye's car. "The eleven tables of guests inside, except for the two tables brought by Jin Ke, are also old customers. I know their origins." Xiao Wuxi, the head waiter of the small restaurant, has always been the most familiar, and he also kowtowed to Mr. Jin. So Kim Er Ye took Gordon and Black Panther out of the car with his cigar in his mouth. Seven o'clock sharp. A bird cage suddenly appeared on the empty table in Xiaojiu's house.A pitch-black cage, a pitch-black bird. All the guests in the room suddenly shut their mouths, watching Second Master Jin strode in. The originally messy place suddenly fell silent, only the magpies in the cages screamed "scratch scratch", as if they were reporting to others. A note of paper was also tied to the magpie's paw.It read: "Still the same place, ten past seven." Second Master Jin sneered, looking at the magpie in the cage: "No matter how cunning you are, you are already in the cage anyway, so where else can you go?" Twelve past seven. The Luo Song Hotel, which was doing very well in the past, now has only three customers. Because a big red note saying "Closed for one day" had already been pasted on the door, all the guests who came today were shut down. But all the eight waiters in the shop were there, all wearing snow-white livery, holding their breath, standing in the corner and waiting. Kim Er Ye is also waiting. He had been there for four minutes, and the magpie was still nowhere to be seen. Second Master Jin still sat motionless, the cigar ash in his mouth accumulated another inch. Gordon looked at him with admiration in his eyes. With his composure, it is no wonder that he can be the No. 1 tycoon in this metropolis. What kind of person is the magpie? Fourteen past seven. The door of Luosong Hotel suddenly opened, and two people walked in. It was Hu Biao, the fourth brother of Hu and their Hongqi youngest. Hu Biao's face seemed to be still pale and blue, and when he saw the black panther, he immediately widened his eyes. Hongqi's youngest was much calmer. He is also a very strong and strong young man with a crew-shaven head and a short jacket. His hands are thick and short, with bald nails. It is obvious that he has practiced kung fu such as Iron Sand Palm. His big bright eyes were rolling around. Just by looking at his eyes, one can see that he is not only good at martial arts, but also a very shrewd person. Hu Biao still stared at Heibao, and suddenly sneered: "I knew you would come today." Heibao said coldly, "I didn't expect your injury to heal quickly." Hu Biao sneered: "That's just Because your hands are too soft." "Now is not the time to bicker," Jin Erye frowned.He interrupted them: "Where's the magpie?" "You tell these waiters to retreat first." Hongqi's youngest was obviously very careful in his work. "They are all from this restaurant." Jin Erye said indifferently: "I am not the owner of this restaurant." Hongqi's youngest said: "If they don't leave, we won't have any business." Before Second Master Jin could speak, all the servants walked away knowingly and quickly, as if no one wanted to get involved in this dispute. Only then did Hongqi's youngest feel satisfied, and immediately took out a red scarf from his bosom, and waved towards the door. Three minutes later, a burly man in a black gown and black sunglasses walked in from outside the door.He seemed to be at least a head taller than the others, but he was still very agile and vigorous. He was not very old, and his face was covered with pockmarks, coupled with a particularly large mouth, which made his mouth always look majestic and murderous. The magpie finally appeared!