"Then you still want to pretend to be a Japanese spy?" Sun Mingtang raised his eyebrows. "The two Japanese people just ask you a word, don't you just show your stuff?"
Everyone's faces were dark: this is the truth, not only Ma Jingxian, but some of them also don't understand Japanese. When Ma Jingxian proposed this plan, they were 100% unhappy in their hearts.
Sun Mingtang watched his words and colors, and knew what everyone was embarrassing about.
"Are you greedy for life and fear of death... I am naturally." In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Sun Mingtang slowly said, "Everyone's life is very precious. If it really died in the hands of the Japanese, it would be too bad. It's worth it. Captain Ma, besides walking the horse, don't the two Japanese dogs usually go out?"
"Not really." Ma Jingxian said with a daze, "every few days, these two Japanese dogs will go to the Anxiang Pavilion for fun."
An Xiangge? Listening to this name is not a serious place. Sun Mingtang gave an "Oh" with great interest.
"Anxiangge is the most luxurious dance hall in the local area." Station Master Liu explained, "The people who can enter this dance hall and consume are some people with good looks. Before, I also thought about choosing the Anxiangge, but this Anxiang The owner of the pavilion, Lord Dao, is a well-known local snake, and Anxiang pavilion is usually guarded by special personnel, so it is really difficult to start."
"I won't go to that kind of fireworks place!" Ma Jingxian flushed suddenly.
Sun Mingtang looked at his twinkling eyebrows, and intuitively felt that there must be something inside. All those present are men, who has never gone to such a place to relieve boredom! And he even hid in a brothel for many days before!
"Mr. Sun, don't mind." Nie Haihua, who had not spoken all the time, opened her mouth. His voice was very thin, not as rough as an ordinary man. "A girl who Captain Ma liked was willing to fall for herself and went to Anxiang Pavilion. Dancing girl. So—"
Sun Mingtang looked at Nie Haihua, who was an astonishingly handsome man with a fair complexion. His eyebrows were gentle, and he even looked a little timid. He thought: What will stationmaster Liu recruit such people in
"Nie Haihua, if you don't speak, no one regards you as a dumb!" Ma Jingxian who was stabbed in the pain said sharply.
"Actually, I also proposed an assassination plan." Nie Haihua ignored Ma Jingxian's anger and became angry, and said softly, "As far as I know, Takatsuki and Seiketsuro took a fancy to one of the Anxiang Pavilion. The top dancer, whose stage name is Qiangwei. This woman does not sell herself. It is said that her parents were killed by the Japanese. Therefore, she is extremely disgusted with the Japanese and does not look at Takatsuki Yasu and Yukanetsuro at all. Two Japanese dogs It's also strange that they don't use power to force Qiangwei, but every time Qiangwei comes to power, they must go to join him, and they seem a bit hot and cold."
"What do you do not sell yourself? Huh, fake!" Ma Jingxian snorted coldly.
"Mr. Nie, how did you know this?" Sun Mingtang looked at Nie Haihua.
"Xiao Nie used to be a cast actor, the only man who sang Tsing Yi, can make-up!" Station Master Liu said, "Xiao Nie, I heard that some ballroom dancers would ask you to give them makeup. Does this include this Qiangwei?"
"Qiangwei is a big name, in which round will I get me to do her makeup?" Nie Haihua smiled faintly, and there was a charming smell between her eyebrows, "However, an ordinary dancer in Anxiang Pavilion is very familiar with me."
"As long as you know the people of Anxiangge." Sun Mingtang smiled suddenly, "I think we can start with this Qiangwei."
"Isn't it a beauty trick!" Ma Jingxian said disdainfully.
"Yes, it's a beauty trick. Although this method is clichéd, it works, isn't it?" Sun Mingtang automatically ignored Ma Jingxian's unkind tone.
"I think this method works." Zhang Dafa grinned, "Mr. Sun, you really have one."
"I think I want it too!" Wang Sichuan**** spoke in crappy Mandarin with a strong Sichuan flavor.
Others nodded convincingly: As Sun Mingtang said, although this method is conventional, it is better than safety and insurance. Fate is his own, no one dares to make fun of his own fate. To die in the hands of a little Japanese is the least worthy and most humiliating.
"Since everyone has no opinion, let's discuss it in detail." Sun Mingtang said.
A few days later, one night, the famous red light district in Beiping City was feasting and crowded. However, in the central area, the entrance of a very high-end ballroom looks a bit deserted, except that from time to time there are some brightly dressed people who look like rich and noble people walk in. The male waiter standing at the door was dressed in a neat black dress and a golden velvet bow tie, and looked like he was superior.
At around eight o'clock, a man in a suit and leather shoes wearing gold-rimmed glasses approached the Anxiang Pavilion. Behind him was a man who nodded and bowed his head and looked like a big and thick follower.