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Zhen Lian is a very considerate person. Before Li Yan could speak again, she continued, "I know some people. They have acquaintances in the immigration and police stations. Maybe they can provide you with a permit to enter San Francisco. .¡±
Li Yan hugged his shoulders and did not speak.
Zhen Lian lowered his voice: "The steam security in the city can't help you, but if you force your way, it will undoubtedly cause some unnecessary troubles."
"Of course I don't have that plan."
Li Yan immediately denied Zhen Lian's guess.
"However, is that the steam guard you mentioned?"
Li Yan changed the subject.
What he was referring to was a group of brass full-coverage armors that were more than two meters high and followed behind the Workers' Party. They held howitzers, with red-painted springs next to their ribs, behind them were steam engines, and the trembling exhaust pipes were spewing thick mist.
"That is the bear-style steam individual soldier launched by Enfield, and it is one of the more common steam guards."
Li Yan only glanced lightly and then looked away: "Take me to the person you said is capable of providing me with a license."
"Happy to help you. Please follow me."
At the foot of the prosperous San Francisco, there are large factories and docks. The crossing made of shacks was narrow and dark, and the two turned around a few dilapidated blocks. The alley in front of Li Yan suddenly gave birth to some familiar folk characteristics. In a foreign country where theaters and churches are lined up, the buildings and pedestrians in front of him have strong Chinese characteristics. There are birdcages and vegetables hanging by the windows, and cigarette pipes and pots stand by the door. There are sugar figurines, painted face masks and sachets on street stalls. Some people were even shirtless and waving two short knives as performers.
Zhen Lian walked in front of an old red tile-roofed house, and there were two thin guards with fierce eyes standing at the door.
She pulled off her cloak, and said to the two of them indifferently: "Zhen Lian from the Red Lantern Festival wants to see your leader."
The two looked at each other, one of them walked in without saying a word, and the other said respectfully: "Please wait a moment, we need to inform you."
Zhen Lian nodded in agreement, but he sniffled, and his expression changed immediately. Although she concealed it well, Li Yan still noticed it.
"Any questions?"
Li Yan asked gently.
"of course not."
Zhen Lianqiang smiled.
Not long after, the person who had just gone in to report came out: "Mr. Liang asked Xiangu to come in."
Zhen Lian didn't move, but replied coldly: "At other times, Liang Hui should have called his son to welcome me in, instead of just sending an onion who has joined Hesheng for a few days to perfuse me."
The man's face changed again and again, but finally he said calmly: "Young Master Liang went out this morning, he is not here."
Zhen Lian stared at this man for a few times before turning sideways and bowing to Li Yan.
Li Yan's eyes had been on the buskers playing double knives on the street just now, until now he looked away, and took the lead to enter the door, followed closely by Zhen Lian.
Someone led the way, and soon Li Yan came to a side room. An old man was lying on the Huanghuali Arhat bed. Apart from a long scar on his face, there were also many dark spots. His cheeks were fleshless and skinny, and his body carried a rich and sweet smell of opium paste.
When he saw Zhen Lian, he stood up on the bed tremblingly, knelt down on his knees, coughed, and said, "Great, cough cough Liang Hui, a follower of Great Yog, pays his respects to Fairy."
"I need a permit to enter San Francisco, tonight."
Zhen Lian's commanding demeanor was completely different from his attitude towards Li Yan.
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The old man named Liang Hui didn't answer, his eyes were sleepy, and he didn't seem to hear clearly.
"What, is there a problem?"
Zhen Lian said.
Liang Hui shook his head: "This requires documents from the Immigration Bureau and the police station. It is not an easy task. I am afraid it will be difficult to do it tonight."
"How long will that take?"
The scar-faced old man sighed, and stood up slowly, ignoring Zhen Lian's cold expression: "Three to five days, maybe longer, Xiangu might as well come back at that time."
"Three days, or five days, when I come again, will you be able to give me a permit?"
Zhen Lian remained calm.
The scar-faced old man shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
"Liang Hui!"
Zhen Lian Bainen's neck was bulging with blue veins: "You are teasing the great Yog??Servant? "
"Great Yog"
Liang Hui muttered to himself. He sat by the bed and said slowly, "Of course I didn't mean that."
Zhen Lian said sharply: "Then prove your loyalty to the Red Lantern Society."
Liang Hui was unmoved, with a sneer on his old face: "My loyalty? I think these years have proved enough. My Hesheng controls more than half of the opium business in San Francisco. Among them Fairy knows how many are in the pockets of the Red Lantern Society. The great Yog needs living sacrifices, but how many contacts do I have to spend to balance the attention of the police station¡¯s steam guards on the Red Lantern Society? Doesn¡¯t Fairy have these? See it."
After hearing this, Zhen Lian sneered again and again: "If you didn't have the power of the great Yog to shine, do you think you, an old bone, can still live to this day?"
"Indeed, then here comes the problem."
Liang Hui spread his hands: "Now the great Yog, can he still use his power to shine on me?"
Zhen Lian's expression changed.
"Last night, the sacrifice of the Red Lantern Festival failed. The miracle of the great Yog has since been cut off from the world, and like other old gods and ancient tyrants, he has left this world forever and ever."
Liang Hui continued: "Xiangu, please don't underestimate my intelligence relationship. There is only one Hesheng, but heretics are not limited to the Red Lantern Festival. The Taiping Song Festival, the Seagull Cross Flag, I am not without choice. And you, Zhen Lian , you are no longer the servant of the old god, you are just a prostitute who was lucky enough to get the "Secret Book of Taiyin" that records the deeds of the old god!"
"So you contacted the people from the Taiping Song Club."
Zhen Lian's eyes flashed again and again: "I can smell their stench from a long distance."
"The trees fell and the hozens scattered. This is nothing more than normal."
Liang Hui's face was as cold as ice.
Zhen Lian gritted his teeth and scolded in a sharp voice: "Liang Hui, your short-sightedness and stupidity really make me feel sick. Yes, the great Yog has indeed left us, but the Red Lantern Society ushered in a man far stronger than Yog." And the mysterious master, whose wisdom and power spans the rivers of time, which a pig like you can't imagine."
Liang Hui was unmoved: "Yog is one of the oldest old gods recorded in the Taiyin Secret Code. He has experienced the alternation of the old and new emperors twice, and he has personally served the great existence of the Red Crown Emperor. It once had a relationship with Baja The dog confronted, and faced the black-robed emperor in the land of death. Only such an ancient god can survive under the tide of the new world. You can tell me, what kind of master can be stronger than him?"
Zhen Lian was a little short of breath. She once shared the "Secret Book of Taiyin" with Liang Hui. It was a broken book recording the past and the future, which she got by chance. It spends a lot of space introducing the deeds and traces of the great Yog.
Zhen Lian also successfully awakened the great Yog through the incomplete ritual of "The Secret Code of Taiyin".
But regarding Li Yan, Zhen Lian had no other information except for the so-called "outer god" from Yuge.
But the arrow is on the string, and it has to be said. If it loses the support of Hesheng, the Red Lantern Society will be on the verge of collapse almost immediately, and the heretics and the police station will tear Zhen Lian apart.
This pretty woman almost screamed.
"This great god, he will bring about a new emperor. The old black-robed emperor held lightning and steel to drive out the aged red-crowned emperor, and the black-robed himself will also be kicked out by this young god. Blue Emperor Yi has re-determined the order of all things!"
Li Yan had been watching coldly, and when he heard this, he looked at Zhen Lian in surprise, what he meant, how did you know that I was wearing a blue woolen sweater.
However, this look was misunderstood by Zhen Lian as encouragement, and she advocated for Li Yan even more enthusiastically, but Liang Hui interrupted him without hesitation.
The old and dying leader shouted sharply: "I don't care whether the world is ruled by the red-crowned emperor, the black-robed emperor, or the blue-clothed emperor! Whoever can extend my life, I will serve as my master! You want After getting the license, if you want me to continue to support the Red Lantern Festival, let me see what kind of ability your god has!"
His words fell silent, and his wrist was already grabbed by Li Yan.
Liang Hui was shocked: "What are you going to do?"
Li Yan took off his cloak and looked straight into Liang Hui's eyes: "I don't need you to recognize me as my master, I want to exchange pens with a pragmatic and smart person."
Before Liang Hui could speak again, a strong and abundant life force flowed down from the top of his head.
He just felt his ears popping!
Autumn Jacques.
It can adjust any living body, including oneself, to the peak functional state that can be achieved by natural growth, without any side effects.
Liang Hui's stern shouting alarmed the guards outside the house. They had been prepared for a long time and rushed in with short knives and pistols in their hands, but the scene inside the house completely stunned the thugs.
Liang Hui actually cried.
The leader of Hesheng, the old ruffian known for his viciousness and cunning, burst into tears at the moment.
With black shawl hair, full face, and almost invisible scars, his stooped body seemed to be inflated, and his whole body suddenly stood upright. Except for a few wrinkles, there were hardly any traces of age on his face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The peak functional state that natural growth can achieve without any side effects.
Liang Hui's stern shouting alarmed the guards outside the house. They had been prepared for a long time and rushed in with short knives and pistols in their hands, but the scene inside the house completely stunned the thugs.
Liang Hui actually cried.
The leader of Hesheng, the old ruffian known for his viciousness and cunning, burst into tears at the moment.
With black shawl hair, full face, and almost invisible scars, his stooped body seemed to be inflated, and his whole body suddenly stood upright. Except for a few wrinkles, there were hardly any traces of age on his face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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