Rebirth of the Flying Era

Thinking of this, Du Fei suddenly had an idea!

Why did Zhang Qiwen suddenly leave Wei Duzi's house this morning?

If someone deliberately misled Jiang Donglai in the photo, this person not only knew Zhang Qiwen, but was also trying to protect him.

After misleading Jiang Dong to come, he must tell the truth and scare away the frightened Zhang Qiwen.

Thinking of this, Du Fei's face couldn't help but darken, and he pedaled the bicycle faster again.

Soon, I came to Jiang Donglai's house.

Sun Lan and the two children were there. The three of them had just finished eating and were listening to the radio, but Jiang Donglai was not there.

This is not unexpected. Jiang Donglai has been staring at the Zhang family in the past few days. If he stays at home at this time, it will mean that he is slacking off.

Fortunately, Jiang Donglai was very considerate and told Sun Lan before leaving where to find him if there was something urgent.

Du Fei left Jiang Donglai's house and rode his bicycle to the east of Shitiao alley.

The Zhang family lives here, and it is also a large courtyard, but the house is better than the one in Nanluogu Lane where Du Fei lives.

It was rebuilt during the Republic of China. It has a high-rise courtyard and is very grand.

When Du Fei arrived, he quickly found a state-run hotel, entered and went directly to room 304 on the third floor.

Here you can overlook the courtyard where the Zhang family lives.

"Uncle Jiang, I'm Du Fei~" Du Fei hurriedly patted the door twice.

Soon Jiang Donglai responded.

Following the footsteps, he opened the door. When he saw Du Fei, he didn't ask why he was here. He just let him in and quickly closed the door.

Du Fei knew that time was tight and he had no time to gossip, so he immediately told Wei Duzi's situation and his own guesses in three sentences at a time.

When Jiang Donglai heard this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You idiot Wu Laoer!"

Du Fei knew in his heart that it must be this person named "Wu Laoer" who helped Jiang Donglai identify the photo.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, these are all my guesses." Du Fei said quickly: "I asked Lei Laoliu and the others to wait at Bai Laosi Yangtang, how about we go there now?"

Jiang Donglai rolled his eyelids sinisterly, shook his head and said, "There's no need for a confrontation. It's a waste of time. Now we must act quickly."

Du Fei said: "Uncle Jiang, what do you think we should do?"

Jiang Donglai thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Little Huzi, continue to stare at the Zhang family here. Dajun, follow me and find Wu Laoer!"

Zhao Xiaohu is tall and round, but has a delicate face. He is somewhat related to Sun Lan, and he is Sun Lan's nephew.

Cheng Dajun is thinner, with dark skin and bright eyes, giving him a strong impression.

These two people are Jiang Donglai's absolute confidants.

Then Jiang Donglai said to Du Fei: "Let's go find Wu Laoer first. If it is this grandson, I will let him know the consequences of lying to me! And that third master Wei, who was originally with Zhang Qiwen, is his Nephew! There’s no way this old gangster doesn’t know anything about it. Knock out a few of his big teeth. I don’t believe you can’t pry his mouth open.”

Du Fei could see that Jiang Donglai was angry.

If the photo he showed Du Fei before was really not Zhang Qiwen, he would be in serious trouble in front of Du Fei this time.

Jiang Dong comes from an extraordinary background, but for someone to use a photo to tease him while applauding, this is simply a shame and a huge insult!

What a shame, Du Fei bumped into me again. He originally wanted to show his face, but instead exposed his butt.

The three of them went downstairs and left the hotel, each got on their bicycles, and headed straight to Nancheng like a gust of wind.

Wu Laoer lives in Hanjia Hutong in Nancheng. He is in his thirties, unmarried and unemployed. He has been involved in the black market near Liulichang for many years. He is also a somewhat famous gunman in Nancheng.

Jiang Donglai had met him several times and became familiar with him.

Before Jiang Dong came to investigate the Zhang family, he had no chance to meet Zhang Qiwen directly.

Later, because I didn't want to alert others, I also monitored them from a distance.

And because of Chu Cheng, Zhang Qiwen hid after Brother Wei's accident, leaving Jiang Donglai with nothing to do.

It wasn't until I discovered that Wu Laoer was having some interactions with the Zhang family that I found Wu Laoer the day before yesterday and threatened and lured him.

But he didn't expect that Wu Laoer was still a loyal person!

I don't know what I thought, so I made a fake photo to deal with it, and then I found a way to notify Zhang Qiwen later.

When Du Fei and Jiang Dong arrived at Wu Lao'er's house, there was General Iron hanging on the door.

Wu Laoer knew that Jiang Donglai was not easy to mess with, so he immediately carried out the empty city strategy.

Jiang Donglai's face was ashen and he said coldly: "No need to check, the photo is fake, otherwise why would Wu Laoer run away?"

Du Fei's face didn't look good either: "Uncle Jiang, let's take the next step..."

The scars on Jiang Donglai's face were twisted, and his eyes were sinister like a vulture. He said sullenly: "Huzi, if you find Wu Laoer for me, I won't believe that he doesn't even want to register in the capital!"

He turned around and said to Du Fei: "Let's go and meet Mr. Wei."

Du Fei saw that Jiang Donglai was really angry, but he didn't bother to persuade him. Instead, he reminded: "Uncle Jiang, Mr. Wei is not weak in martial arts. He always carries a knife in his sleeve. Don't be careless."

Jiang Donglai bared his teeth in a smile, and the scar on his face became even more distorted, revealing a mouth of half-yellow but not white teeth. He was filled with murderous aura, which was particularly eye-catching in the night.

"That's just right~" Jiang Donglai said, pulling out a 54 pistol from his waist, cocking it with a clatter, loading it, confirming the safety, and then put it back.

Du Fei smiled, but was not suppressed by Jiang Donglai's momentum.

He had known that the security guard of the steel rolling mill could be equipped with a gun, and he expected that Jiang Donglai would bring him with him.

Leaving Zhao Xiaohu behind, the two of them rode bicycles to Bai Laosiyangtang first, and asked Wei Duzi and his wife to go back. They only took Lei Laoliu with them and headed to Wei Sanye's house.

It sounds like retribution is unpleasant.

Last time Wei Sanye followed Lei Laoliu to find Du Fei, this time Lei Laoliu led people to find Wei Sanye to bring bad luck.

Mr. Wei lives not far away, near the Fire Temple Trust Store.

The three of them arrived in a short while on bicycles.

Lei Laoliu led the way. Although he didn't want anything to happen to Mr. Wei, now that he had reached this point, he couldn't help it anymore.

Lei Laoliu prayed secretly in his heart that Mr. Wei would not be stubborn.

Everyone could see that Jiang Donglai was not a good person and had an evil fire in his heart.

Mr. Wei lives in a small private courtyard, not a courtyard. It has only three main rooms, no left and right wing rooms, and the yard is only about thirty square meters.

But in the capital, this kind of single-family courtyard is already quite luxurious, and the living conditions are much more comfortable than that of a large courtyard.

When he came to the door, Lei Laoliu wanted to knock on the door, but was stopped by Jiang Donglai.

Jiang Donglai looked around at the door of Mr. Wei's house and saw a large stone millstone placed under the wall to the left of the door. It was probably used to sit in the cool weather in the summer, and the surface was polished.

Jiang Donglai took two steps to run, stepped on the millstone with his right foot, and suddenly jumped up, like a nimble bear, turning over and entering the small courtyard.

Immediately, there was a "click" and the door bolt was opened from the inside.

Du Fei and Lei Laoliu walked in one after another and closed the door behind their backs.