Chen Bei's official identity is a second lieutenant pilot of the 14th Air Force Task Force in the United States. He can walk around in Chongqing with this identity alone, not to mention that he is the eldest son of Army General Chen Zikun and the godson of Soong Mei-ling. There is nothing he can't do.

When everyone heard that Chen Bei was willing to help, they looked happy, but then Liu Yanzhi said depressedly: "What should I do when I arrive in India? We don't have a passport."

Chen Beidao: "Passports are easy to apply. Isn't the Ministry of Foreign Affairs moving to Chongqing? Just ask them to issue a passport."

Liu Yan said straight: "We ordinary people, it may not be very convenient for us to go to government agencies to do business."

Chen Bei thought for a while and said, "Yes, it's a bit difficult to apply for a passport without an official identity. I'll find a way to find out, let's make an appointment and go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs together."

"That's so thankful." Liu Yan said straight, "You are so righteous. We need a drink."

During the war, all supplies were tight. Last year, the Henan famine starved to death. The food was expensive and it could not be used to make wine. Therefore, liquor became a hot item in the black market. The popular restaurants and bars in Chongqing were brandy, whiskey and other adulterated so-called American aid supplies. This hotel has a good business and the owner is wild and can provide brandy.

But Chen Bei looked down on the so-called brandy and threw the car keys to the servant: "Go to my car to get a bottle of BLACKLABEL, and help you get two bottles of Coca-Cola yourself."

The servant was a 14 or 15-year-old boy. When he heard that Coca-Cola was tipped, he couldn't help but go there. In a moment, he got a bottle of black whiskey. This was Chen Bei's private collection. Only the Flying Tigers members could get pure old whiskey imported from Britain. They are the pride of heaven, and they are well paid. The monthly salary is settled in US dollars. There are additional bonuses for Japanese planes. Chen Bei is also a trump card. His monthly income can keep up with the annual income of dozens of ordinary families, which is not an exaggeration at all.

The Chinese white porcelain wine glass in front of everyone was filled with whiskey. Chen Bei picked up the cup and said, "Good to everyone, I'll give you a cheer." After that, he raised his neck and fucked.

Chen Bei's heroic spirit infected everyone, and they all raised their glasses and drank them all. Chongqing's climate was wet, cold and cold. The restaurant's taste was mainly spicy. It can resist the cold after eating it. The first time Sichuan cuisine was popular all over the country was brought by people who returned to their hometown after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. The restaurant tasted very well and was so numb that Guan Lu had lost her sense of taste.

"How about changing a restaurant and continuing." Chen Bei was still a warm man in his heart. He noticed that the lady rarely used her chopsticks and took the initiative to change the place. Everyone pretended to say that it was no trouble. This restaurant was very good, it was so numb and spicy that it was appetizing.

"Go to eat steak. The Sino-US clubs have a table for me all year round." Chen Bei said that just now, not to ask everyone for consent, but to decide that this domineering president style is even more than Ji Yuqian.

I have to rely on Chen Bei to help tomorrow, and no one dares to say no. I got up and left the table. When the boss heard that the ace was leaving, he hurried to come and reimburse him: "Sir Chen, is it the taste wrong?"

Chen Beidao: "It's pretty good, we'll come next time."

The boss saw half a bottle of whiskey on the table: "Your wine."

"I'll give it to you." Chen Bei shook his hand, extremely casual. He could add at least three bottles of fake wine to half a bottle of real whiskey. The boss rubbed his hands happily. This kind of generousness, which was only possible for the Flying Tigers players. One of them was considered the other, and the Flying Tigers were all prodigal.

Chen Bei drank some wine and drove faster. Chongqing is a mountain city, with a large slope and many turns. His 12-cylinder Chevrolet sedan was maximized. When turning, the people in the rear row were crowded together, which was so cool.

The Sino-US Club is an entertainment venue that combines hotel, bar and dance hall. It is a very high-end gold sales cave for the accompanying people. The customers use US dollars for purchases. The customers are either dignitaries or ally stationed in China. The servants here also know Chen Bei. When they see him in, they smile and greet him. Some people help parking and some lead seats. The club has a place for the Air Force all year round. Others have to queue up if they arrive first. The group goes directly into the private room. Chen Bei walks while giving tips. The moves are all one dollar denomination. The waiters are respectful and greetings are heard one after another.

"He is like a prince." Guan Lu sighed.

"You are full of colorful stars." Ji Yugan teased. He was originally a sensational figure and was used to being a star, but he could only serve as a foil here, so he felt naturally uncomfortable.

"He was originally a prince-level figure." Liu Yan said straight. He had received modern history training and knew that Chen Bei's father was Chen Zikun, who was a prince, and he was no different from the prince. His godmother Soong Mei-ling was invincible.

Chen Bei strides forward as a treasure boy, but he doesn't hear their conversation. The Chinese and American clubs are decorated in exquisite and fashionable style, with white napkins, shiny knives and forks, crystal chandeliers, piano accompaniment. The atmosphere is completely different from the noisy Chinese restaurants, and even their mood becomes beautiful.

But this is only temporary, and everyone's mood soon became worse because someone snatched the private room.

The other party was not a stubborn man. The leader was a short man in a black and white striped double-breasted suit, over 1.6 meters tall, with a cigar and sunglasses in his mouth. His arrogant and domineering face was beyond words. He was followed by a group of followers, and it was obvious that they were all wearing guns.

Although Chen Bei showed his kindness and generosity, he did not mess with him. If something happened, the eldest young master also had a temper. He brought his friends to have dinner, and he was originally a seat left for the Air Force, so how could others snatch it away?

"I'm sorry, we came first, and this is a special seat of the Air Force." Chen Bei said in a humble manner. Chongqing is a capital of accompaniment. There are many people with status, but not many people who can surpass him, so he doesn't want to bully others by virtue of his power, he just makes sense.

"You came first, which foot did you get in?" The other party took off his sunglasses, rolled his eyes upwards, and spoke in an ugly duckling voice. "What's wrong with the Air Force special seat? I'm also a family member of the Air Force. My third aunt is the commander-in-chief of the Air Force."

Of course, the commander of the Chinese Air Force will not be a woman, but usually the Secretary-General of the Aviation Commission Soong Mei-ling is also considered the number one figure in the Air Force. Then the identity of this guy disguised as a man is about to emerge, the daughter of Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing, the second lady of the Kong family, one of the four major families, Kong Lingjun.

Beautiful women dress up in men's clothes will add more charm, but ugly women can only be called perverts. Chen Bei's gentle, considerate and warm man image is limited to beauties. Facing Kong Lingjun, he could not hide his disgust and said coldly: "Oh, it turns out to be Miss Kong Er."

Chen Bei also heard about Miss Kong Er's infamy. This female devil likes to dress up as a man, likes to drive in the downtown area, and shoots and kills people at any time. She once shot and killed a traffic policeman who blocked her on the street. She has done many evil deeds and is notorious. In fact, not long ago, his father Chen Zikun had a big conflict with the Kong family. The two sides used a lot of political resources to attack each other, causing a storm.

The club manager rushed over and persuaded both sides not to take action. Kong Lingjun became notorious and Chen Bei was not a bully. He was a great man who had killed Tang Enbo's nephew and had nothing to do. When these two groups met, they were really a matchmaker who met a good man, and they would not be convinced by each other.

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 people in a Sino-US club. She must write a letter.

Similarly, Chen Bei didn't want to fight, he was thinking about how not to fight against the soldiers.

Just at this moment, Liu Yanzhi stood up: "Everyone, listen to my words, we will not bully anyone, just make a bet, whoever wins will belong to the private room."

"What did you say you bet on?" Miss Kong Er said arrogantly.

"It hurts not to be shot." Liu Yan smiled, "Do you dare? If you don't dare, just play with me."

Miss Kong Er was angry, and the veins on her forehead hopped, but she smiled again in a blink of an eye and said sly: "Okay, let's compare, you come first."

Liu Yanzhi told Chen Beidao: "Borrow a gun and use it."

Chen Bei said anxiously: "You are crazy, can this be compared to death?"

Miss Kong Er urged from the side: "First of all, don't hit your arms and legs. If you want to hit, hit your heart, otherwise it won't count."

Liu Yan was quick and quick, and he drew out the M1911 gun on Chen Bei's waist at a speed of lightning. The gun turned around his fingers and pressed his chest.

"Stop!" Miss Kong Er shouted, "Who knows what's wrong with your own gun? If you want to use it, use my gun."

"Okay, just use your gun." Liu Yan said straight.

"No, it will kill someone. Change to other ways of playing." Chen Bei stopped him, but Guan Lu held him and blinked.

Miss Kong Er stretched out her hand and put a Colt revolver in her hand. She shook the bullet nest and looked at it. Liu Cai's shaking copper-shelled lead-headed bullets were all killed.

"Use this to open my eyes." Miss Kong Er held the barrel of the gun upside down and handed the handle of the gun to Liu Yanzhi. She was very brave and was not afraid that Liu Yanzhi would shoot her at all.

Liu Yan directly shot the gun, checked the pistol in front of everyone, and then went to the muzzle and pulled the trigger against the position of his heart.

The gunshots roared indoors, making Miss Kong Er's ears buzzing, and the others were not much better. They didn't expect to block their ears because they recognized Liu Yanzhi just bluffed and did not expect to shoot.

Liu Yanzhi's clothes on his chest were burned by the flames of the trunk, and the blood slowly oozed out, but he stood still and returned the gun to Kong Lingjun and said, "It's your turn."

Kong Lingjun was stunned and looked at Liu Yanzhi viciously for a while, saying, "You are cruel, let's go."

Miss Kong Er and his evil slaves left in shame. After all, they were from a wealthy family and were willing to accept the loss.

"Hurry up and bandage the wound." Chen Bei said anxiously, "Driving to the hospital." Now that he has no intention of eating, he has lost his life to help him save face. This account is unworthy. Although he has a respectable identity, he has grown up with his mother since childhood, and his heart is kind.

Liu Yan waved his hand and said, "It's okay." Then he pulled open his clothes and saw a deformed bullet embedded in the flesh, which did not penetrate deep. The power of the revolver is much weaker than that of the rifle bullet. Liu Yanzhi's muscles are tight and he can't get into the flesh at all. He just now deliberately relaxed, which caused this effect.

This time it was Chen Bei's turn to be stunned: "This, this, what can I do?"

"He is a magician." Guan Lu explained with a giggle. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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