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Chapter 452: Repaying a favor

Meng Shaoyuan almost died, which was a great shame and humiliation.

The so-called shame and humiliation does not mean that the dignified Director Meng was actually assassinated. The main reason is that the way in which Master Meng ran back was really embarrassing.

He ran out rolling and crawling.

His body was unscathed, but it was covered in mud and water. It would have been so embarrassing to look at him.

What a shame!

A bowl of noodles and a piece of ocean saved him.

Who could have thought of this?

Meng Shaoyuan also never dreamed that his kindness would one day save his life.

Wu Jingyi found the old beggar, who was shot twice but was still alive. Wu Jingyi immediately sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment. However, the situation was not optimistic.

Meng Shaoyuan immediately rushed to the hospital.

This was his savior. Without the old beggar's warning and blocking the Japanese at the critical moment, Meng Shaoyuan would have turned into a corpse now.

But when he arrived at the hospital, the doctor shook his head: "No, I won't survive today."

He really couldn't figure it out. He was just a beggar, so why bother to save him so much? When he heard that he was a beggar, the doctor didn't want to save him at all, but Wu Jingyi took out a wad of money and threw it in front of him.

Who can have trouble with money?

When entering the ward, Meng Shaoyuan felt heavy.

The old beggar woke up and seemed to be in good condition, but maybe this was the so-called reflection of light?

The old beggar also saw Meng Shaoyuan, and the first thing he said was: "The big meat noodles... are so delicious."

Big meat noodles, so delicious.

Meng Shaoyuan moved a stool and sat down next to the old beggar: "Why did you save me? Is it just because of the noodles?"

"Big meat noodles, so delicious..." The old beggar repeated this sentence again: "No one is so kind to me, thank you."

Thank me?

The old beggar was his savior, but just because of a bowl of noodles, he turned around and thanked himself?

Meng Shaoyuan's eyes were a little red: "How did you know they wanted to kill me?"

"They beat me, spoke Japanese...with guns...the photo fell to the ground, and I recognized it. The person in the photo is you..."

Although the old beggar didn't speak in detail and spoke intermittently, Meng Shaoyuan still understood.

A few Japanese people with guns and photos of themselves hidden on their bodies didn't want to kill themselves or what?

Therefore, even on a rainy day, the old beggar still waited for Meng Shaoyuan at the door of the noodle shop, just to repay his kindness and send a timely warning to Meng Shaoyuan.

Meng Shaoyuan spoke solemnly: "What's your name? Do you have any wishes? No matter what you want to do, I can help you do it."

"Really?" The old beggar's eyes lit up.

"Really!" Meng Shaoyuan answered him very seriously: "In Shanghai, I have unlimited rights!"

I have unlimited rights in Shanghai!

The old beggar's eyes had begun to lose focus, but he suddenly regained his vitality.

He didn't know who the young man in front of him was and why he spoke so loudly.

But he saw hope: "My name is Zhuang Baobang, from Henan... Ten years ago, my wife and children were killed, put into sacks, and thrown into the Huangpu River. They also chopped off five of my fingers."

Lost……"

Zhuang Baobang and Meng Shaoyuan finally knew the old beggar's name.

He looked at Zhuang Baobang's disabled left hand and said coldly: "Who is the person who harmed your whole family?"

"Changchun Hall, Liang Shenghai!"

Zhuang Baobang blurted out without having time to think.

"knew."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "Don't die, at least live for a few more hours. How he dealt with you, I will deal with him for you!"

Then he shouted: "Doctor!"

"Here it comes, here it comes." The doctor who had been waiting outside hurried in.

Meng Shaoyuan pointed at Zhuang Baobang on the hospital bed: "Give him a cardiac injection!"

The doctor was startled.

This beggar can't survive today. The cost of a cardiac injection is not cheap, so why bother? And dying early is actually a relief for this beggar.

But Meng Shao was originally the benefactor, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.



"Who is Liang Shenghai of Changchun Hall?" Meng Shaoyuan asked immediately as he walked out of the ward.

Wu Jingyi has a very clear grasp of everything in Shanghai: "It is a branch of the Qinggang, which specializes in managing those entertainers. Any entertainers who come to Shanghai to make a living, whether they are storytellers, singers, or acrobats, must be given to them first."

Thank you, I have agreed on the fees that should be paid before you can make a living here, otherwise you will not be able to survive.

The old man Liang Shenghai admired was from the "Tong" generation, so he was from the "Wu" generation in the Qing Gang. He was the same generation as Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin. He just celebrated his sixtieth birthday this year, and all the business of Changchun Hall was handed over to him.

My son Liang Lijing takes care of it, neither father nor son are good at it."

"Where's his wife?"

"His wife is in charge of prostitution in the public concession."

"It's not a good thing." Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "I don't care about the Changchun Hall of the Youth Gang, arrest Liang Shenghai, his wife and son within three hours."

"I understand. But what if the Qing Gang asks me about it in the future?"

"What kind of gangsters are you from the Youth Gang? If the military commander wants to arrest people, you don't need to ask them. Let them all be honest with me. I've been in a bad mood recently and it pisses me off. I'm a proficient person and I won't let anyone go!"



Zhuang Baobang, who had been forced to take two injections in a row, looked much better, but this was just a forced delay.

He was then sent out of the ward, with a doctor and two nurses taking care of him along the way.

There is no way, money, doctors and nurses all care about money.



But as soon as they pushed the ambulance into the warehouse, the doctors and nurses immediately regretted it.

Seven or eight murderous men stood there, all with weapons.

An elderly man was kneeling on the ground. Beside him were two squirming sacks, which clearly contained people.

"Liang Shenghai!"

Even though a full ten years had passed, Zhuang Baobang still recognized the man kneeling on the ground at a glance. He was his enemy Liang Shenghai!

He shouted the name in a hoarse voice!

Liang Shenghai had just celebrated his 60th birthday and was ready to leave the mountain, but who would have thought that he would be kidnapped. Moreover, his son Liang Lijing was also taken away from the Changchun Hall by a group of vicious men armed with live ammunition in full view of the public.

"You...who are you?"

Liang Shenghai did not recognize the dying patient in the ambulance at all.

"Who am I? Who am I, you ask?" Zhuang Baobang gasped: "Ten years ago, you killed my wife and children and chopped off my hand. Look, do you still remember this hand?"

A hand without five fingers was raised.

Ah, Liang Shenghai seemed to have a vague impression.

Is it the family that practiced acrobatics ten years ago?

These foreigners came to Shanghai, but not only did they not receive invitations, but they also refused to pay a penny. They sent people to threaten them, and the man dared to contradict his people.

So he sent people to kill his wife and children, and crippled his hands.

It's been ten years...

"Looks like I got it right." Meng Shaoyuan asked his men to lift Liang Shenghai up and put his left hand on a bucket.

Xu Zhu beside him took out a sharp knife.

"Do you know who I am?" Liang Shenghai howled loudly.

"Your name is Liang Shenghai, a member of the Qing Gang Wu generation." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "In the sack are your wife and children. I will throw them into the Huangpu River later..."

"I won't let you go, I won't let you go...ah!"

Liang Shenghai screamed and one of his fingers was cut off.

Over there, the nurse screamed, and the doctor almost sat down on the ground.

Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "You kill your wife and children, I will kill your wife and children. You cut off my benefactor's five fingers, I will cut off your five fingers, plus your life as interest.

Children and old men are not deceived!"



Zhuang Baobang watched his enemy's family die in front of him.

He had no regrets. Until his death, he was still murmuring: "Thank you, thank you."

"Thank you!" Looking at Zhuang Baobang's body, Meng Shaoyuan said silently.



Early in the morning, Sudekin arrived at No. 892 Albert Road. Looking at the brand-new rickshaw in front of him, he almost suspected that he was dreaming.

His voice was trembling: "This... is this really for me?"

"It's for you." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I helped you get the license plate, so you don't have to pay any more. And I also sent someone to the patrol room to say hello. The annual license fee is permanently waived for this car.

, walking in the public concession, with your license plate, no policeman will dare to fine you any more!"

Your own car, your own car!

Which rickshaw driver doesn't want to own a car that is completely his own? But that is just a dream.

Su Dejin's dream came true.

If you have your own car, you don’t need to pay license fees, and you don’t have to worry about fines anymore.

Is it just because you saved this young man yesterday?

Sudejin knew that the other party would definitely reward him, but he never expected that the reward would be so generous.

He still couldn't believe this was true: "Sir, Nong, who is Nong? He has such great ability?"

"Here, I have the final say, and I have unlimited rights!" Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "You don't know who you saved, and you don't know that your one act of righteousness changed your life from then on. By the way,

Go to Henglong Company and find a man named Xu Chengbo. From then on, you can rent a car to Xu Chengbo for thirty yuan a month!"

Su Dejin trembled all over and almost knelt down to Meng Shaoyuan on the spot.

Chartered rickshaw? The life that rickshaw drivers most yearn for, and it’s thirty dollars a month! I really made a fortune this time.

"Go and live a good life." Meng Shaoyuan patted him on the shoulder.



"Director Meng, are they just these two people?"

"That's right, just these two people, one person, a bowl of noodles. One person, an ocean. I helped them, and they saved me."

"Director Meng, I checked, and your driver Du Changshui is the most suspect."

"he?"

"Yes, I have a great responsibility in this regard."

"Now is not the time for accountability."

Meng Shaoyuan interrupted Wu Jingyi's words, and then said word by word:
Chapter completed!
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