"You don't need to stare so closely. The master went out to drink tea with friends, and only returned in the evening. The three chicks were carrying the door in the back room." Said.

After speaking, she sat in the small hall inside the door, picked up the trimmed strands of hair and started to compare. It looked like she would be able to make a wig, but the wig was second, she was sitting here more like Guard the door for others.

"Be careful these few days. The Saigon Pier was unstable a few days ago, and the sighting was blackmailed by 300,000. There was nothing else, we happened to pass by when investigating the case. Let's go back to the mission hall." Song Tianyao looked at the environment with a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a calm tone.

This low-rise bungalow is divided into front and rear rooms. The front room is the left and right rooms guarded by the middle-aged women at this time. The back room is through the hall. In the back two rooms, the entire small courtyard is only guarded by women. An exit.

"I know..." Although the middle-aged woman pretended to be sitting on a horse and arranging her hair, her eyes were always alert and secretly leaning between the two of them, until Song Tianyao didn't enter the room rashly, but reminded her to be careful and then left altogether. Only after a sigh of relief, when he relaxed, he accidentally came up with a phrase of Shanghainese.

She got up and swiftly opened the lock and sent the two Song Tianyao out of the door. Watching Song Tianyao and the two walk away, and there was another car driving, she believed in the identity of the two men, no ordinary people would drive to such a place.

After getting in the car and turning out of two intersections, Song Tianyao stopped the car along the street and said to Ah Wei: "This kind of thing is not good, and then Yan Xiong will be in the limelight. He has been in the limelight recently. Let him arrange for headless to lead people over. There must be a problem. ."

"Could it be just to train the chicken girls? The prostitute often finds some women to train the chicken girls to sell themselves." A Wei followed Yan Xiong, seeing a lot of pornography, gambling, drugs, and hearing middle-aged women talk about training three chicks. The first thing that comes to mind is Ji Zimei: "This kind of thing, the British will not take it to heart, and most of the prostitute owners have the identity of the rivers and lakes, and have connections with the police figures. That's it."

The so-called chicken girls are young girls who have good looks and are forced to pick up customers through various methods. Many rich people like to find some unopened chicken girls to win some good luck. Pornography, gambling, and drugs are extremely criminal.

"It's not an ordinary chicken girl. The ordinary prostitute finds chicken girl. It must be a lot of subordinates who are watching to death for fear of running away, but there is only one woman guarding the door. Although it is alert enough, the meaning is less clear. People know the better, and a woman speaks a Shanghai dialect. It's not like a local doing things. In fact, other things are not important. The important thing is that the woman can do hair, and she happens to do bad things. It is cheaper for her to go to my factory to do coolies. Go, let Yan Xiong call Lan Gang. That guy likes women the most. Even if there is no big case, he is willing to do things like the hero save the United States with three chicken girls. Besides, the chicken girls are also human, so they don’t want to do trivial things. Do?" Song Tianyao waved his hand to Ah Wei: "Go, I will stay here and wait for you to come back."

Awei got out of the car and went to find a place to call. Song Tianyao turned around and drove back to the back alley. The incident that happened now and then made him less irritable. He sat in the car smoking a cigarette, staring at the distant place. The two locked wooden doors don't care about big or small cases. At least let the middle-aged woman who knows how to comb her hair prepare to work illegally in her wig factory.

Soon, Yan Xiong took people over first. Lan Gang was still waiting for the sea in Wanchai. Yan Xiong touched his waist pistol and told others to go to the next street to hide first. He got into Song Tianyao's car: "Mr. Song , What's the matter? The headless has to wait, but it won't be long before, he is impatient, and directly spends money on the boat of the Marine Police to rush over."

"Small things, you've been quite popular recently. It's better for him to do this kind of thing, so he will accept your favor too." Song Tianyao said to Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong chuckled, "I know, it's good to have a headless. In addition to liking women, it's loyal to be a man, and it's our Chaozhou family."

While they were talking in the car, an old man of 60 years old wearing a long gown with a clean appearance stepped to the door and said a word. The door was opened by the middle-aged woman from inside and picked up the old man. Go in, this old man should be the master in the mouth of the middle-aged woman.

I didn't know that the old man had just entered in less than a minute, then turned around and walked out again, looking calmly watching the middle-aged woman locked the door inside again, and immediately walked out of the street with a little impatient pace.

"You get out of the car and stop the old guy. No head can catch him. He is out of luck. The old guy is obviously going to run." Song Tianyao said to Yan Xiong.

As soon as Yan Xiong opened the car door, Lan Gang's Ford 49 had already drove over from behind and stopped by Song Tianyao's car, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Song, I heard that you have something to do with me?"

"The old guy in the long gown in front, you can bring him back and talk about other things." Song Tianyao said to Lan Gang: "He ran away, you will even come here in vain."

"Squeaky~" Lan Gang heard Song Tianyao's words, staring at the old man who had walked tens of meters in front, and slammed down the accelerator. The two tires behind the entire car rubbed the ground violently, and then roared and rushed forward!

But for a moment, the car rushed behind the old man. Hearing the noise of the car behind, the old man had already stepped aside to avoid him. How could he know that Lan Gang turned around as the old man was evasive and slammed into him, possibly directly hitting him to death. The momentum of the other party.

A frightened old man fell over!

Lan Gang stepped on the brakes, and the front of the car directly stuck both legs of the old man to the bottom of the car. Then Lan Gang got out of the car and lifted the hem of his shirt, exposing his handcuffs and cursing: "Old stuff, I don't know how to walk with eyes when I go out. I want to buy a spiritual seat in advance to celebrate Qingming! I broke my car and didn't pay three to five hundred dollars. Don't want to go out of the office again, prepare to die and be buried in prison!"

Before the old man could react, Lan Gang stepped forward and took off his handcuffs and handcuffed the opponent's hand with the exhaust fence of the Ford front.

Only then turned his head to look in the direction of Song Tianyao.

When Lan Gang was chasing the old man, Yan Xiong had already greeted his subordinates to come. A Yue and Awei came over first to take care of the old man for Lan Gang, and let Lan Gang lead the team to break the house.

Lan Gang rushed outside the house with Yan Xiong's men. Without saying a word, he kicked the wooden door three times in succession, kicking the two wooden doors violently, and shouted, "Open the door! Sorry!"

As soon as the middle-aged woman inside opened the door, she was pushed against the wall by plain clothes. Lan Gang held a pistol and led people to search the front room. Soon he walked out with a bitter face, and said to Song Tianyao, who was smoking by the car, "Big brother, are you playing with me? There are three little girls in there, and they are not **** by anyone. They are reading and writing in there, but they are It’s pretty good. You just choose one. Brother Xiong chooses one. I choose one to raise and go home."

At the end, Lan Gang couldn't help but put on a ridiculous tone.

Song Tianyao dropped his cigarette and walked towards the door. Instead of looking at the middle-aged woman who was restrained by the messenger, he walked into the back room. Four plainclothes were guarding the door. Seeing Song Tianyao coming in, he gave up a position. After Song Tianyao entered the room, it was true that the heads and faces of the three fifteen and sixteen-year-old girls were cleaned up. Although their clothes were a little shabby, they were not sloppy. On his chest, he dared not look at some fierce plainclothes.

There were some pencils and notepads on a low table next to them. They were obviously used by the three of them for writing. Song Tianyao walked over and picked them up and took a look. The words on them were a bit naive, but they were neat:

"The flood in my hometown has caused millions of villagers to suffer. Today, there are three sisters. They are willing to sacrifice oneself for the fathers and elders in their hometown and raise money for disaster relief. For the opportunity of the lottery, the three sisters are willing to make a lot of money with their bodies, and are willing to do things with their bodies for the three winners..."

"Look up?" When Song Tianyao saw this, he handed the notepad to Lan Gang who was following up next to him, and then said to the three girls.

The three girls cowered and raised their heads. The little **** the right looked up and saw Song Tianyao stunned. Song Tianyao was also a little surprised. The **** the right turned out to be the pipa girl who played the pipa for herself in Lu Yu's restaurant.

"Now do you still think this is Ji Zimei?" Song Tianyao asked Lan Gang after reading the text on the notepad.

Lan Gang took a deep breath: "This is... the celestial immortal game that Lao Qian came up with to kill the poor and prepare to make a fortune?"