Chapter 102 You have never been afraid in your life
"Little boss, what else do you want? I'll give you face, but you have to make me answer in front of my brothers. She wants to assassinate Marshal Zhang of our Sanxin Company, my sworn brother, so she won't avenge her.
People in the world will definitely laugh at my ruthlessness. Is it too much to ask her for one hand? Besides, I know that she is not from Hongmen at all. You have not married her yet. As far as I know, your fiancée is
Let’s call this woman Bai Wei. It’s normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. If you kicked her out that day, we would suffer a big loss. You want to protect her as a personal friend. Mr. Wang Yaxiang may not know about it. Little boss, I know you
After a while, you can sneak into Thirteen Taibao without success. But this is the territory of our Sanxin Company. If you want to make trouble in my place, you are still a little green!"
I can hear that although Du Shaoqing came here to try his best to mediate, it is already a threat. Zhang Chenglin is no longer afraid of threats. Another contest has begun. If there is a fight and bloodshed between the two largest gangs in Shanghai, it will undoubtedly
It is a bomb that will alert all the British and French concessions in Shanghai, and even alert Chiang Kai-shek. The result will be a thousand enemy deaths and eight hundred losses.
I didn't want Na Miantang to be involved for me anymore, so I gritted my teeth and said, "Isn't it just Jagged? Come on, have a good time."
Du Shaoqing said calmly and coldly: "Okay, little boss, the woman you are looking for is enough to make a good Mulan."
Na Miantang hugged me and stopped me from talking any more. He looked around and nodded in agreement: "Uncle Du, you just want an explanation. Okay, I'll give it to you."
After that, he gently pushed me to the other side, instantly pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, stepped on the chair with one foot, lifted the hem of his windbreaker, and thrust his backhand into my thigh. While I screamed, he had already penetrated me repeatedly.
Three times, draw the knife and throw it to the ground.
Two-thirds of the three-inch long sharp knife was stained with blood.
Everyone in the hall was stunned, and my heart was instantly swallowed up by fear. My heart trembled for the first time. I looked at the bright red blood on his leg that was dripping down his thigh. I rushed to hug him. Miantang was exhausted, but still
Stand proudly.
Du Shaoqing slowly stood up, his throat moved twice, and he nodded and said: "Little boss, if you have the guts, let's see the guests off!"
"Wait," Du Shaoqing said again, "I promise you to walk out from here, but do you have to promise that your brothers will never come to seek revenge in the future? I will kill you today. You are a hero. I don't know how many people will be killed tomorrow."
It’s time to think through my head.”
"Okay, let's put this matter into perspective, and the two will not last long."
Zhang Chenglin was unwilling to give up and pointed a gun at the two of us: "Na, where do you think this is? Our Sanxin Company's territory, how can we allow you to come and go as you please?"
Na Miantang laughed sarcastically and patted himself: "Dashuai Zhang, now that I'm here, I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to leave. The Hongmen and the Qinghong Gang have always been in peace with each other. If there is a dispute between the rivers and lakes, we Hongmen are not afraid of trouble."
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Du Shaoqing suppressed Zhang Chenglin's hand and said meaningfully: "Second brother, the future is bright."
Everyone moved out of the way, and Na Miantang silently bowed his hands to Du Shaoqing, wrapped me in his windbreaker, and walked out step by step. We didn't encounter any obstacles again.
Outside Da New World, Xiao Ma Liu was circling around anxiously in front of the car. When he saw us coming out, he ran up to us overjoyed: "Master, Mao Da, you are still alive. You scared us to death! Coach Song is ready."
Okay, if you wait a little longer, Coach Song will force his way in."
Bai Wei and Song Da stood outside the door. Na Miantang hugged Song Da tightly with his arms. Bai Wei looked at me with concern, her face was pale and her eyes were moist. Behind us, there were hundreds of brothers standing in the dark.
The brothers were all in high spirits.
Well, let’s make a decision, let’s go all out and fight to the death!
Na Ye, let’s go with Na Ye and protect Na Ye!
Then, we will be together even if we die!
Na Miantang was obviously very emotional at this time, his eyes became wet, and the brothers who were about to leave were surrounding him again.
Bai Wei looked at Na Miantang affectionately, and I looked away quietly because she was his last wife. Bai Wei asked with concern: "Now that you're out, let's go home."
Na Miantang still held my hand: "No, we won't go back for the time being. I want to go outside to recuperate."
Song Da pondered for a moment: "Well, if there is a conflict between the two sides, the Hongmen will definitely suffer the big loss. Now the Qinghong Gang is becoming more and more powerful, with sophisticated weapons and equipment, and more and more gates are snowballing. A few prominent figures
They all serve in the government and have great influence. Both the military and political circles in Shanghai are afraid of them. How can the current Hongmen people be their opponents."
Bai Wei was anxious: "What should Uncle Wang do?"
Na Miantang said nothing, hugged Song Da and Bai Wei, turned around and let me get into the car first.
Na Miantang thanked his hundreds of brothers one by one: "Brothers, we have nothing to do now. Let's disperse. I would like to thank you brothers." The brothers of Hongmen walked away in an orderly manner for a moment.
Clean and tidy.
Zhang Chenglin and Du Shaoqing looked side by side at the window. Du Shaoqing was surprised at first: "A figure like this has appeared in Shanghai. He has only been the boss for less than two years, and his subordinates are so determined. Among the promising young people in Shanghai, he is one of the best."
, I really underestimated him. He will definitely not be a thing in the pond in the future."
Zhang Chenglin had a gloomy look on his face: "This talented young man is ignorant and will be eliminated sooner or later."
Xiao Ma Liu got into the car with us. As soon as the car started moving, Xiao Ma Liu immediately called out: "Master, how is your leg?"
Na Miantang lifted up his windbreaker, and a large area of blood overflowed. I took a deep breath of cold air and hurriedly helped him stop the bleeding. At this time, Miantang's face was pale, Xiao Ma Liu looked like he was about to cry, and the driver was obviously in a state of emotion.
Na Miantang's voice was stern: "Drive your car! Listen carefully, don't tell anyone what happened today! Drive to my hometown in Suzhou to avoid the limelight. When Yi Ye asked, he said that I was going out of town to do business and would be back in 10 days.
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Xiao Ma Liu and the driver looked at him in fear, nodding in agreement. Then Mian Tang felt exhausted. He closed his eyes for a long time and looked at my face carefully: "You are going to accompany me to the countryside to recuperate your legs."
, okay?"
I stretched out my hand to touch his leg and said apologetically: "Okay, I'll accompany you. I'll keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood."
At the intersection of the main street, I put Xiao Ma Liu down from the car and continued driving to Suzhou.
"I have found Shan Gui's body and buried it in the Cemetery of All Nations. Before leaving, let's go and pay homage to him."
I lowered my head and looked down, and the silence lasted for a long time. I was worried that looking at his pale face, the blood flow must be stopped. Too much blood flow in the aorta will kill someone. I shook my head: "Wait until we come back."
Come on, heal your injuries first."
"Okay. I listen to you."
"Can you tell me?" He held me in his arms, his eyes intelligently searching my face. In front of him, the shadow of death retreated, and his voice was so gentle that it was strange, "No.
Afraid, Cat, I’m here.”
No one in the world can call my name "Mao Mao" like Na Miantang. This stupid endearment is so sweet, even when he is joking, but at this moment he doesn't look like he is.
Just kidding. I raised my painful eyes to look at his face. For some reason, I felt comforted when I saw that expressionless, enigmatic face. I don’t know why I felt this way, because he was like this
A person who is unpredictable and ruthless. Maybe that's because, as he often said, he and I are so similar. Sometimes I think, except Brother Gui is my elder brother, Xiao Ma Liu and the others are my followers.
, Bai Wei is the only person who knows me well besides my best friend, Na Miantang.
I couldn't help but cry bitterly. The fear that had been in my heart for a long time was like a tsunami and drowned me. I beat his chest with my fists to vent my emotions. The words kept coming up, so fast that I couldn't say them out. I
You can tell him everything, but he himself has always been so bad, so he will not approve me: "Brother Gui is my only friend and relative. I have been bullied since I was a child. Brother Gui is always like a shadow, unattractive.
Watching the destination, he was guarding me, loving me, and blindly fighting for me with infinite loyalty, fighting against poverty, fighting against the mothers, just for me. He died, he died, he said he would
The one who has protected me all my life, the good days have just begun. What will I do if he is gone? I-I can't live without him!"
Now I no longer feel sadness or regret, nor do I feel fear or panic. I only feel exhausted and my heart is moving dull and mechanically like a clock.
If he dared to laugh at me, I would not be able to survive at that time, but he did not laugh at me.
Na Miantang hugged me tightly, and a humming sound came from his thick chest and reached my ears: "Maomao, if you encounter the worst and worst things, you are very bad in itself, because you are prepared to encounter the worst things."
After that, nothing can really scare you anymore. When I was a child, I was massacred by my enemies. At that time, I hid in the bushes. While I was hiding there, I saw the house at home on fire, and saw my enemies robbing people.
I could only hide in the hiding place after removing the heads of my brothers and sisters. They dragged my mother out and killed her only twenty meters away from me. One of them even chopped off her head with a hatchet, while I watched nearby.
Everything, from then on, I am not afraid of anything or anyone, because I have experienced the worst and worst things, and so have you, let me protect you."
I listened with amazement to Na Miantang's calm description. His speech this time was unusual. There was no laughter, ridicule, or insinuations. It was just like one person talking to another person, just like other people talking to each other.
It was the first time that he spoke to her in this manner.
He is the same as me!
"But I'm afraid of losing. I have nothing."
"Don't be so stupid, Cat, you have never been scared in your life."
He was teasing now, and I could see a faint twinkle in his eyes, but I didn't care. His hands were so warm and strong, and holding them tightly was so comforting.
"That Miantang, it was me who forced Brother Gui to death. We shouldn't have come to Shanghai, but if I hadn't come to Shanghai willfully, this wouldn't have happened. It was indeed me! I have been thinking, when we have
I have some money, I am not afraid of going hungry, I will repay Brother Gui, but now, he is dead, it is too late. I have no relatives, and there will never be anyone who is so kind to me." Tears fell from my face.
Gungun DC couldn't care less, I held his hand so tightly that my nails dug into his flesh.
"Brother Gui didn't die just to save you. He was a person with his own beliefs. His death was so heart-wrenching." His voice was calm and had a comforting effect.
"Stop talking," he said as he stretched out his hands that were tightly held by mine and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket. "Cat, Cat, you are about to become a cat with a painted face, wipe it quickly."
I took his handkerchief and wiped my wet face. Unknowingly, I felt lighter, as if I had transferred the burden to his broad shoulders. He seemed so capable and calm, even his
Every movement of his mouth comforts me and calms down my distress and panic.
At this time, Na Miantang tightly grasped the edge of the car, the muscles on his forehead popped out, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shouting a second time.
The car drove slowly towards the suburban private hospital.
St. Paul's Hospital, located in the suburbs of eastern Shanghai, is a small church charity hospital with only eight medical staff including the director. Most of the caregivers here are Chinese orphans, but the assistant to the director is a foreigner.
The crosses on their chests and the pure smiles on their faces complement each other. 18-year-old Anna has the most touching smile and is also Christian.
Na Miantang had lost too much blood and was in a coma. He was lying upright with his eyes closed. His lips had been bitten and blood flowed from his cheeks. The bandages on his body were soaked with blood. He was immediately pushed into the hand. Miantang was in a coma.
The next morning she woke up in the operating room for bandaging. Anna obviously knew Na Miantang, and she kept praying.
When he opened his eyes, he first saw a pair of green and dark eyes, reflected under the snow-like scarf. The chin wearing a mask was slightly raised, and he was stretching his arms to hang the bottle. Soon those eyes were looking at him.
He showed some surprise, his eyes were overflowing with gentle charm: "Don, you have been in a coma for a day and a night, and you have passed the dangerous period of the operation."
Na Miantang looked around the quiet and white ward. I sat next to him. He smiled forcefully: "Thank you. Anna, let me introduce to you. This is my fiancée - Mao Jiujiu."
Compared with the shock I had received all day and night, this sentence shocked me more. I said anxiously: "Hey, when did I agree?"
Na Miantang was trying to regain his brain's control over his body. He moved after hearing my words, and immediately felt a sharp pain coming from his thigh muscles, and his smile suddenly froze.
I was impulsive and wanted to tell him the truth about what I thought of him, but I suppressed it because he was hurt for me now, but Aunt Qingying said that if you want to catch more flies, it is better to use sugar than vinegar.
, I plan to catch this fly and treat it well so that he can never manipulate me again.