Vol 3 Chapter 77: Bet with hole 2

Chen Bei’s official status is the second lieutenant pilot of the 14th Air Force of the US Air Force Task Force in China. With this status alone, he can walk sideways in Chongqing, let alone the eldest son of Army General Chen Zikun and the godson of Song Meiling. There is simply nothing he can't do.
　　 Hearing that Chen Bei was willing to help, everyone was happy, but then Liu Yanzhi was frustrated and said: "What should we do when we arrive in India, we don't have passports."
　　Chen Beidao: "Passports are easy to handle. Hasn't the Ministry of Foreign Affairs moved to Chongqing, just ask them to get a passport."
　　 Liu Yan said straightforwardly: "We are flat-headed people, it might not be convenient to enter government agencies."
　　 Chen Bei thought for a while and said,
Yes, it’s a bit difficult to get a passport without an official identity. Let me figure out a solution. Let’s make an appointment and go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs together.

　　 "Thank you so much," Liu Yan said straight, "You are so righteous, we have to have a drink."
During the war, all supplies were tense. Last year, the Henan famine starved many people. The food was expensive and could not be used to make wine. Therefore, liquor became a popular item on the black market. The popular items in Chongqing’s restaurants and bars were brandy and whiskey. The adulterated so-called US aid supplies, this restaurant is in good business, and the owner Lu Ziye can provide brandy.
　　 But Chen Bei was dismissive of the so-called brandy. He threw the car key to the little boy: "Go to my car and get a bottle of BLACKLABEL. By the way, help you get two bottles of Coca-Cola."
Xiao Si is a 14-five-year-old boy. I heard that there was a Coca-Cola tip. He couldn’t help but went. He took a bottle of black whiskey in a moment. This is Chen Bei’s private collection and only the Flying Tigers can do it. They got pure British imported aged whiskey. They are the pride of the sky. They are paid well. Their monthly salary is settled in U.S. dollars. They also have extra bonuses for the Japanese planes. Chen Bei is the trump card, and their monthly income can catch up to dozens of ordinary people. The annual income of the family is not exaggerated.
　　 The Chinese-style white porcelain wine glasses in front of everyone were filled with whiskey. Chen Bei held up the glass and said, "Everyone, fortunately meeting, cheers."
Chen Bei’s pride infected everyone, and they all drank their glasses. The climate in Chongqing is wet, cold and cold. The restaurant’s taste is mainly spicy and can withstand the cold. The first time Sichuan cuisine became popular throughout the country was the return from the capital after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. It was brought by the people from the homeland. The restaurant tasted very good, and it was so numb that Guan Lu lost his sense of taste.
"Why don't you change the restaurant and continue." Chen Bei was still a warm man in his heart. He noticed that the lady rarely used chopsticks, and offered to change the place. Everyone pretended to say that they would not be troublesome, and this one was pretty good. Hemp is enjoyable and spicy appetizer.
　　 "Let’s eat steak, the China-American Club keeps a table for me all year round." Chen Bei’s remark just now did not ask for everyone’s consent, but decided that this overbearing president Fan Er is better than Ji Yu.
　　 Tomorrow, I still have to count on Chen Bei for help. No one dared to say no. He got up and left. The boss heard that the trump card was going to go, so he hurried to make amends: "Chief Chen, is the taste wrong?"
　　Chen Beidao: "Very good, we will come next time."
　　 The boss saw half a bottle of whiskey on the table: "Your wine."
"Here you are." Chen Bei shook his hand and was very cool. Most of the bottle of real whiskey can be redeemed at least three bottles of fake wine. The boss rubs his hands happily. This kind of generosity is the talent of the Flying Tigers. One is counted as one, and the Flying Tigers are all ruins.
Chen Bei drank some alcohol and drove faster. Chongqing is a mountain city. The road has steep slopes and many turns. The performance of his twelve-cylinder Chevrolet has been brought to the extreme. When turning, the people in the back row were crowded together. No way.
The Sino-American Club is an entertainment venue that combines a restaurant, bar, and ballroom. It is a very high-end sales gold cave with a high-end company. The bills are all in US dollars. The customers are not high-ranking officials or allied staff in China. The servants here also know Chen Bei. See you When he came in, he stepped forward and greeted with a smile. Some people helped to park the car and some people introduced seats. The club always reserved a place for the air force. People who arrived first had to line up. A group of people went straight into the private room. Chen Bei was walking while tipping. , The bills were all one-dollar denominations, and the waiters were respectful and greeted one after another.
　　 "He is like a prince." Guan Lu exclaimed.
　　 "Your eyes are full of colorful little stars." Ji Yu teased dryly. He was also a man of the wind and the stars are used to the moon, but he can only serve as a foil here, and naturally the boss is uncomfortable.
"He was originally a prince-level figure." Liu Yan said straightforwardly. He had received training in modern history and knew that Chen Bei's father was Chen Zikun. He was a prince, no different from the prince, and the godmother Song Meiling was even better. enemy.
Chen Bei strode forward to act as a wealthy boy, and did not hear their conversation. The Sino-American Club is exquisitely decorated, with white napkins, shiny knives and forks, crystal chandeliers, and piano accompaniment. The atmosphere is completely different from the noisy Chinese restaurant. The mood became beautiful.
　　 But this is only temporary. Soon everyone's mood became bad because someone robbed a private room.
The other party is not stubborn. The leader is a short man in a black and white striped double-breasted suit. He is about six meters tall, dangling a cigar and wearing sunglasses. With a gun.
Although Chen Bei showed his kindness and generosity, he did not provoke him. When something happened, this young master also had a temper. He brought friends to dinner, and he originally reserved a seat for the Air Force. , How can anyone it away.
"I'm sorry, we came first, and this is a special seat for the Air Force." Chen Bei is neither overbearing nor overbearing. Chongqing is a companion capital. There are many people with status, but there are not many people who can surpass him, Young Master Chen, so he doesn't want to bully others, just talk. reason.
"You came first. Which foot did you go in?" The other party took off his sunglasses, rolled his eyes upwards, with a bad drake voice, "What's wrong with the air force seat, I am also a member of the air force, my third aunt is the air force Commander-in-Chief."
Of course, the commander of the Chinese Air Force will not be a woman, but Song Meiling, secretary general of the Aviation Committee, is usually considered the number one person in the Air Force, so the identity of this woman who pretends to be a man is ready to emerge. Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing’s daughter, the four major families One of the second Miss Kong family, Kong Lingjun.
Beautiful women dress up in men's clothes to add more charm, but ugly women can only be called dead perverts. Chen Bei's gentle, considerate and warm male image is limited to beauties. In the face of Kong Lingjun, he can hardly hide his disgust and coldly said. : "Oh, it turned out to be Miss Kong Er."
Chen Bei also heard about Miss Kong Er's notoriety. This female devil likes to pretend to be a man, likes racing in the city, and shoots and kills people at every turn. She once shot and killed a traffic policeman who blocked her on the street. . In fact, not long ago, his father Chen Zikun had a big conflict with the Confucian family. The two sides used a lot of political resources to attack each other, causing trouble in the city.
The club manager rushed to hear the news and persuaded the two parties not to do anything. Kong Lingjun is notorious and Chen Bei is not a good bully. He has killed Tang Enbo’s nephew, a bull who has nothing to do with it. When these two groups meet, they are really good match. When Yu Liangcai, no one is convinced.
　　 Although Miss Kong Er is domineering, she is also a smart person. She knows when to do something. It is definitely inappropriate to shoot and kill at the Sino-American Club. She must write a letter.
　　Similarly, Chen Bei didn't want to fight hard either. He wanted to avoid fighting the enemy.
　　 At this moment, Liu Yan stood up straight: "Everyone, listen to my words, let's not bully anyone, so we will make a bet, who wins, who owns the room."
　　 "What do you mean to bet?" Miss Kong Er said arrogantly.
　　 "It doesn't hurt than being shot." Liu Yan smiled straightly, "Do you dare? If you dare not compare, just go and play."
　　 Miss Kong Er was irritated, the blue veins on her forehead jumped, but she smiled again in a blink of an eye, and said slyly: "Okay, Bibibi, you come first."
　　 Liu Yanzhi to Chen Beidao: "borrow a gun and use it."
　　 Chen Beiji said: "You are crazy, can this be compared? It will be deadly."
　　Ms. Kong Er booed on the side: "Say OK first, don't hit arms or legs. If you want to hit, hit your heart, or it won't count."
　　 Liu Yan straightened his hand quickly. He drew out the M1911 gun from Chen Bei's waist at a speed that could not cover his ears. The gun was turned on his fingers, and the muzzle pressed against his chest.
　　 "Stop!" Miss Kong Er shouted, "Your own gun, who knows the tricky, use my gun if you want to use it."
　　 "Okay, just use your gun." Liu Yan said straight.
　　 "No, it will kill people, change to another way of playing." Chen Bei stopped, but Guan Lu grabbed him and blinked.
　　 Miss Kong Er stretched out her hand, and her attendant put a Colt revolver in her hand. She shook the bullet nest and took a look. Six invented the dangling copper-shelled lead-headed bullets, all killing people.
　　 "Use this to make this lady open her eyes." Miss Kong Er held the barrel upside down and handed the handle to Liu Yanzhi. She was very courageous, and was not afraid that Liu Yan would shoot her straight.
　　 Liu Yan directly shot the gun, and under all eyes, he also checked the pistol, and then turned to the muzzle~EbookFREE.me~ and pulled the trigger against his heart.
　　The gunshots rang in the room, making Miss Kong Er's ears buzzing, and the others were not much better. They didn't expect to block their ears at all, because they knew Liu Yanzhi was just bluffing and did not expect to shoot.
　　 Liu Yan's clothes on his chest were scorched by the muzzle flames, and the blood slowly seeped out, but he stood firm and returned the gun to Kong Lingjun and said, "It's your turn."
　　 Kong Lingjun was dumbfounded, and looked at Liu Yan violently for a while, and said: "If you are cruel, let's go."
　　 Miss Kong Er and his slaves left dingy, they are from a big family, and there is some courage to be willing to bet.
"Hurry up and bandage the wound." Chen Bei said anxiously, "Drive to the hospital." By now, he didn't want to eat anymore. In order to help himself fight for face, he lost a life, and this account cannot be paid. Although his status is respected, he has followed since childhood. My mother grew up wandering into a business, and her heart is kind.
　　 Liu Yan waved his hand straight: "Why don't it matter." Then he pulled off his clothes, and saw a deformed bullet embedded in the meat, not going deep at all. The power of the revolver is much weaker than that of the rifle bullet. Liu Yan can't hit the meat at all when his muscles are tight. He just relaxed intentionally to create this effect.
　　 This time it was Chen Bei’s turn to be dumbfounded: "This, this, how is this done?"
　　 "He is a juggler." Guan Lu explained with a giggle from the side.
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