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Chapter 168 Pulse

The Ghost Hand Six Son disappeared. The official statement is that the slaughter is a violent death. No one cares about it, and the life is still the same. There is no Ghost Hand Six Son, and there are other pastimes.

Du He took over this role and continued to wander among the crowd, but instead of starting a bet, he performed magic.

There is no material, Du He performs close-up magic. Using the clever concealment of his clothes' palms, he can always successfully deceive everyone's eyes and hide the little thing in a daze.

Du He was rich and felt depressed. As soon as the young master got angry, he had a lottery. Anyone who could see through his flaws would be rewarded with some cash.

The prisoners' interest was instantly mobilized, and each of them looked at Du He in a flash. There was even an eight-foot man who stuck to Du He's chest for the disappearing playing cards, which surprised everyone.

Du He did not realize the benefits of this casual fun at first. When no one could find his flaws, Du He suddenly realized that his skills had broken to a new level.

There are bottlenecks in skills. After spending the vast sky and failing, he wasted half of his life. Du He's skills are far from being wasted, but under intensive performances, he accidentally inserted his skills successfully and smoothly entered the ranks of masters.

It can be said that in this period, Du He can already be compared with many successful and famous old artists in close-up magic.

Unfortunately, his amazing talent is trapped in this small cage, and no one outside knows it.

It has been more than a month since Du He was detained, and no one has ever come to ask about Du He. Du He has long adapted to prison life and successfully became an old man.

Even if Lao He doesn't take care of himself, Du He can drink dried vegetable soup and eat mixed grain cakes.

The prisoners in the same cell also magically quit many bad habits. Like Du He, they were deeply fascinated by magic.

Even playing cards, they got some, big or small, through the way, like Du He, clamped in the middle of his fingers, spinning agile or clumsy.

Compared with the increasingly calm prison, the treacherous situation outside has just arrived*.

Rilke sued Duhe in the International Court of Justice and requested the sentence of Duhe to beheading for the crime of stealing huge amounts of property.

Jiang Zhongye was stimulated.

Decapitation, rather than hanging, means that once the crime is convicted, Du He will die without a complete body.

The magic master who watched Du He grow up gave up everything and tried his best to fight Rilke.

The first case of foreigners suing Chinese people in the International Court of Justice caused an uproar in Shanghai. Especially the disparity between the prosecution and the defense, the bizarre and freshness of the case caused the people of Shanghai who were idle to look at it.

Du He has been imprisoned, and Jiang Zhongye has assumed the responsibility of Du He as his defense lawyer, responsible for countering all charges against Du He without reservation.

A small local magic class, a small local magician, and a financial giant who plays more than a dozen industries, a capital giant crocodile, a foreigner Rilke,

Public opinion is one-sidedly disliked Du He, but also supports Du He.

Shanghai people still sympathize with Shanghai people. Du He and Rilke are obviously more popular with Shanghai wives and ladies than the old man Rilke.

While Du He was still ignorant, he had realized his small ideal, and a considerable number of people in Shanghai already knew him.

There are more fans than when he was silently performing magic in a mask.

But Du He knew it soon.

With longing or doubts lingering, Du He seized the opportunity again, climbed onto the path of being released from prison, and ran out secretly again.

This is a path connecting the walls of a building, and a piece of soil and a little stone wall is quite concealed. In order to preserve the achievements left by Ghost Hand Liuzi, Du He left no traces when he was on the wall, and also learned to slip on it and turn it over.

Of course, before going up, Du He also gave the people in the cell a group hypnosis.

After ensuring that everything is foolproof, Du He took advantage of the night to head towards the rainbow not far away.

Takahashi Hashi never came for a long time, and Du He suspected that she had encountered some difficulties.

Hongkou is an oriental gathering area, with many patrol teams spontaneously formed by Oriental people, and the scale even exceeds that of the concession police station.

Du He was secretly shocked as he walked along the way.

After improving his skills, he could find that many places he had not paid attention to before had traces of sentry activities. Thinking of his last experience of visiting Hongkou with masks, Du He was not only a little scared.

If it hadn't been accidentally entered from another direction, Du He probably had failed before he could realize his plan.

Takahashi Hashi's family is still in the courtyard of Wansui Pavilion. After a long time, Du He came to the door and saw the lamp outside the door, he felt like he was a different world.

It is still the old-fashioned traditional Japanese building, and it is still a quiet garden. The difference is that Takahashi Takahashi's house seems to be much more lively.

Many rooms were lit up, and at the entrance of the basement, there were many samurai-like people coming in and out, as if Takahashi Takahashi's hospitality had improved.

Du He stood in embarrassment for a while, but still couldn't find the opportunity to arrive at the bottom of Takahashi Haiyu's room without disturbing anyone.

While he was hesitating whether to give up his plan tonight and returning far away, Du He saw the side door of the room move and walked out of a slender man.

It's Takahashi Hashi!

Du He shouted almost happily, and instantly took a step, leaning towards Takahashi Haiyu's direction of travel.

Unlike the previous low-key, this time Takahashi Hashi's trip was not the back door that was further in, but the main door of a garden through a low wall.

Du He vaguely felt something was wrong.

After quickly entering the Wansui Pavilion, Du He sat down at the door in a low profile. After a while, Takahashi Hashi walked over in a hurry.

When passing by Du He, Takahashi Haiyu and Du He were in tune with each other. Du He grabbed her hand and looked down at Du He.

The water is filled with water, and the meridians cannot speak.

The eyes of the two of them seemed to have talked thousands of words in an instant, but there were too many words that they wanted to say and ask, but couldn't say.

On the way to Wansui Pavilion, Du He had hesitated, doubted, and was uncertain. He didn't know if he, a criminal who is now called infamous, was still in the heart of that breeze-like woman. However, the moment he saw Takahashi Hashi, Du He could no longer remember this feeling.

He could be sure that Takahashi Hashi still like him, just as he liked Takahashi Hashi.

"Let's go?"

Du He smiled and made suggestions.

Takahashi Hashi nodded with tears in his arms.

The two of them held hands and walked out of the Wansui Pavilion openly. Takahashi Haehashi held his head and raised his chest, Du He was so majestic. When they saw this couple, they secretly praised the fairy couple.

Except for those pairs of eyes staring in the darkness.
Chapter completed!
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