A month later, Mr. Zhang was indeed squeezed out of the bustling area of Huangpu Beach by Jin Qing.
For this reason, he once went to find Master Ren to make a fuss, but Master Ren retorted, "What's the point of making trouble if you lose your territory? If you have the ability to get it back, I can still respect you as a man with eggs."
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This kind of questioning sarcasm made Mr. Zhang so angry that he couldn't express his sorrow. He wanted to kill Jin Qing, but the problem was that he couldn't beat him!
Not only could he not be able to defeat Jin Qing, but even his men could not defeat Jin Qing's men.
It's the same iron rod, but the iron rod on Jin Qing's side is actually stronger than the one on his side.
It's the same knife. Jin Qing's knife sliced them like tofu.
Not to mention firearms.
When he thought of firearms, Mr. Zhang felt his scalp numb. Where did the old man get that thing from and why was it placed in the hands of that dead woman.
No wonder the people of R country are determined to want it, this is clearly something that can unify the world.
But what made him angry the most was the attitude of the people of R country.
After seeing him lose power, these people who had been close friends with him in the past stopped paying attention to him, and even shut him out several times.
Until now, he can't even see the other person's face.
He also went to see Lao Du, but the other party still had a lukewarm attitude towards him.
Mr. Zhang knew clearly that Lao Du knew about his sending people to No. 76.
In the past, he only thought that Lao Du was pretentious and didn't like to talk to each other.
You are obviously a bad guy who does all kinds of evil, why do you still act like a thief and a noble person?
But now, when the other party really ignores him, Mr. Zhang feels panic again. He has many enemies. If he can't find a protective umbrella, he may not be able to leave Huangpu Beach alive.
Seeing that his brothers were running away less and less, Mr. Zhang became determined. If that didn't work, he would leave the rest of his brothers behind and just buy a ferry ticket to Hong Kong Island!
Unlike Mr. Zhang who was in a hurry, Jin Qing was happily chewing on the big elbow that Jin Fuyao had brought over.
Jin Fuyao, on the other hand, was like a beautiful butterfly, swaying in the east and west of the living room, non-stop.
The three-story western-style building where Jin Qing lives now was given to her by Mr. Ren some time ago.
This house is located on the busiest street in Huangpu, just across the street from Jin Fuyao's Flower of Fortune.
Ever since Jin Qing got this house, Jin Fuyao moved in consciously.
Without asking whether Jin Qingtong agreed, he directly occupied the third floor with the best view.
She didn't mention renting Jin Qing's house, but contracted the job of cleaning the house and providing Jin Qing with midnight snacks.
Knowing that Jin Qing loves to eat meat, Jin Fuyao would pack some meat for Jin Qing every night.
Seeing Jin Fuyao take the initiative, Jin Qing acquiesced to the other party's encroachment on his territory.
Throwing yesterday's flowers into the trash can, Jin Fuyao replaced the roses in the vase with the dew-stained roses just delivered by the flower boy. "I heard that Mr. Du wanted to transfer the land in his hands to you, but you didn't want it."
Jin Qing asked without raising his head or looking away, "Who did you listen to?"
Jin Fuyao curled his lips and said, "An acquaintance."
Jin Qing said, "You have quite a few acquaintances. There's nothing you can't change. He wants to do business with me, but I don't want to."
If you didn't smash up Du's opium shop, you would have given him a lot of face, okay?
Her requirements are not very high. Where she is, there cannot be a smoking den.
Jin Fuyao raised his eyebrows, "That's strange. It's rare that you still have money that you don't earn."
Jin Qing continued to struggle with the big elbow in his hand, "What's weird? I'll wait until I get back."
You can try it first and you will know how it tastes."
The feeling of excruciating pain was truly engraved in her bones and she would never forget it.
Jin Fuyao spat at Jin Qing, "That's nonsense. Why do I eat those pickled things so well?" There are still some people who have eaten those things.
After a moment of silence, Jin Fuyao continued, "You have been too aggressive recently. Mr. Zhang is a bit anxious. I heard that he went to see Boss Wang on the other side of the river, maybe to plot against you." ??
Jin Qing raised his eyelids and asked, "Who is Boss Wang?" This man sounded new to me.
Seeing Jin Qing asking questions, Jin Fuyao began to educate Jin Qing, "The forces on Jiang's side are basically controlled by Ren Ye and his gang. Since this side is close to the concession, there are usually only armed fights and no big troubles."
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But those people on the other side of the river are all coolies. They don’t have many high-end weapons and usually use axes. Boss Wang is the biggest gadfly in Huangpu. He specializes in assassination jobs and has a very bad reputation."
Jin Fuyao's words were full of worry. Boss Wang's men were all desperate, and there were endless assassination methods. She was really worried that Jin Qing would fall into that man's trap.
Jin Qing asked in confusion, "Isn't I the biggest gadfly in Huangpu?" Why is there still someone trying to steal the character?
Jin Fuyao asked her how to answer what she said.
After cleaning up the house, Jin Fuyao played a record on the gramophone, then turned to look at Jin Qing, "I want to dance, please accompany me."
Jin Qing wiped the oil from his mouth and said, "If you want to eat shit, let me dance. Why don't you let me sing a song for you?"
Jin Fuyao gritted his teeth angrily, "It's okay, your singing and my dancing are quite artistic. Let me tell you, I was considered a famous dancer in the country back then. No one else would beg me to see this scene."
After that, Jin Fuyao removed the cigarette from the
Pull it off the rod and bite it directly in your mouth.
Then she picked up the front and back hems of the cheongsam and tied it around her waist, exposing her two long legs.
She raised her left and right hands, leaned her waist back, and made a ballet take-off.
If you don't look at the naughty look with a cigarette in his mouth, he can really be called a professional dancer with this action.
Jin Fuyao raised her chin to Jin Qing and said, "Come on, you can sing." It wasn't her fault. There was no dance in the world that she couldn't pick out.
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Jin Fuyao with squinting eyes, thinking back to the songs she had heard recently. Well, there was really one song that she could sing.
Seeing Jin Qing about to open his mouth, Jin Fuyao pointed his right foot to the ground, planning to perform a 360-degree jump on one foot for Jin Qing.
I think back then, she relied on this move to become popular throughout Huangpu Beach, killing countless men under her pomegranate skirt.
Who would have thought that as soon as she lifted her legs, she heard Jin Qing raise her voice, "Meat Bun~"
She recently learned this from an old man who sells steamed buns on the street. At that time, she thought the singing voice was very nice, but she didn't expect to use it today.
So, there really is nothing to learn in vain.
Jin Qing was sighing, but he heard Jin Fuyao let out a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground, "Quick, quick, my waist is twisted."
She was wrong, she shouldn't have let this woman sing any song.
Jin Qing curled his lips in disdain, but still quickly ran to Jin Fuyao and beat him up. "What else can you do?"
Jin Fuyao's waist was in severe pain, but his mouth was still unforgiving. "If you hadn't screamed, could I have twisted my waist? I have to go to work in a while. Please help me call a doctor."
When Jin Qing heard that his proud singing voice was called nonsense by Jin Fuyao, Jin Qing said to Jin Fuyao, "No need, I know how to set bones."