The swords in the hands of the three of them were spinning together, rushing towards the second floor with a ghostly speed and curve. On the second floor, Dashuai Zhang's bodyguard struggled forward to block the attack of the three black, gray and white swordsmen. The bodyguard Luck Dantian shouted,
Their arms were swung like windmills; the three swordsmen, black, gray and white, bounced off the ground, floated backwards, and after blocking for less than sixty-five times, they immediately caught their flaw and began to switch from defense to offense! The three black, gray and white swordsmen came out at the same time.
The palms were like lightning, the parallel fingers were like wind, and the moves were filled with needles. The bodyguard's chin almost came out of his face. He staggered and shook his head, blood beads flying everywhere. He was dizzy and fell backwards. He realized that his lower teeth were completely loose and his mouth was full of blood.
Immediately paralyzed as mud.
The four men in black who followed the three of them were carrying the gun that Mian Tang had mentioned. They let a box of bullets rain down on the hall. Suddenly, there was loud gunfire in the noisy dining room, and fragments of the gorgeous chandelier fell from the ceiling.
The dishes on the table were smashed to pieces! In an instant, only one or two lamps were left in the entire hall.
The man in black pulled the bolt and loaded the gun. We dodged with several rapid single shots, and the brick wall of the second floor stairway was chewed up again. Such rapid fire was not eye-catching at all.
In desperation, Brother Gui pulled us under the table. The boss and the waiters upstairs ran out of the door and jumped out of the window. We were the only remaining guests.
He lay on the ground, pressed against the wall, and his mouth and nose were pressed until they were flat, not daring to move.
The table was also hiding from other guests, so I asked someone quietly: "What happened?" The guest looked pale, but very experienced: "Brother, we are unlucky to encounter a gang fight. Their current target is Private Room 101 on the second floor, or
It’s 102. Don’t move around, they will leave naturally after killing them, and generally they will not hurt innocent people. If you move around, you will die.”
The six ponies turned pale and patted their chests, "Oh, I'm going to die. I'm still one step away from entering the private room."
The study room of Shen Mansion.
Shen Xingshan kept silent and kept looking at his pocket watch; sitting next to him was an alcoholic man who occasionally drank liquor. His expression was gloomy, and the copper buckles of his leather wristbands were shining. On the other side was Shen Xingshan's sworn brother, Butler Li.
and the expressionless three brothers, black, gray and white.
Butler Li raised doubts: "Master Shen, three ships of Yuntu (commonly known as opium cigarettes) were lost the day before yesterday, but they were snatched away from Shiliupu Wharf. It was the territory of the British Concession. How could Du Chusheng do this? By the way, didn't he go with the French consul?
Tianjin?”
Shen Xingshan's fierce and coercive eyes were full. He pondered for a long time and nodded: "Du Shaoqing is known as the "Little Zhuge". Sanxin Company mostly advises him, relying on the power of Mr. John, a foreigner from the French Concession. He specializes in dark moons, high winds, and two snowy days.
At the darkest moment, he came up with a secret fight method and found four kings who were specially designed to rob the cigarettes from our big Eight-gut Party's wharf.
Split up the tobacco business."
The drunkard interjected: "Du Shaoqing is not in Shanghai, and he deliberately created false images to confuse people. Unfortunately, his third brother is eating and drinking in Shanghai with great fanfare, and his eldest brother Huo Zhuoshan is a cunning and cunning man behind the scenes. The core of all this is that Du Chusheng controls the management rights of Sanxin Company."
Shen Xingshan: "He thought that since I was not in Shanghai at this time, no one would doubt him. He must be looking down on me!"
The housekeeper was shocked: "To steal our wealth and influence our military morale, you are forcing us, brother!"
The drunkard understood: "Master Shen, if you have something to do, just give me your orders!"
Shen Xingshan smiled: "Okay, okay! You are smart, drunkard. I can rest assured that I will leave this matter to you and the three brothers, black and white. However, this is a gang matter, and it involves you gangsters. I didn't want to let outsiders It’s just a joke, so I want you to do it neatly and convincingly to foreigners.”
After the clock struck five o'clock, the study station opened wide and three of his subordinates entered.
The subordinate reported: "Boss Shen, brother, I have news that Zhang Chenglin will accompany a Japanese businessman at the Sandayuan Tea House at 7 o'clock tonight. Brother has already killed his personal bodyguards, his mother and his son, yesterday. As expected, the master will take leave today to attend the funeral. There won’t be any flaws.”
Shen Xingshan smiled silently: "Well done!" He turned his attention to the drunkard again.
The drunkard said: "The teahouse is opened by outsiders with no background, so there is no problem in taking action. The territory there belongs to their own Qing Gang, and they would never expect to cause trouble in their own territory. However, we will make millions We must plan to escape with confidence. If we can kill, we can kill. If we can't, we must weaken him. The time cannot exceed three minutes and we must retreat. We cannot let them know our identity."
Shen Xingshan's smile faded and his eyes turned cold: "Okay, for robbing our cigarettes, it's time to teach Zhang Chenglin a lesson. After the matter is settled, go to the counter and get 1,000 yuan."
The drunkard bowed and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master Chen, for your cultivation."
Shen Xingshan picked up a cup of tea, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. He could not suppress the laughter in his throat, and the chair shook slightly. If Zhang Chenglin was really killed, the pattern of the Green Gang between him and Sanxin Company would change overnight. He wants Shanghai to change its tune and become more serious in the future!
We were all tense under the table, nervous, watching three men in black leading four people into the teahouse, looking like desperate desperadoes.
The first minute: Three men in black strode into the hall. Without looking away, they waved their hands. The other four people rushed to private room No. 101. Before the room could be opened, the men in black grabbed the air. A fire was fired with a bang, the bullet casings were burned everywhere, the fierce machine gun hit the door and flew away, and the dishes inside were smashed into pieces. The leader of the men in black quickly entered the room and found that no one was there! With a wave of his hand, Whisper "shoot to kill" and order all the people on the second floor to be targeted for fire.
Zhang Chenglin, who was at the head table in Room 102, was also called out by the men in black. Several giant kings around Zhang Chenglin were seen falling on the table one after another, and there were only seven or eight corpses of stubborn resisters lying on the ground.
Second minute: The bullet looked like it had eyes, and began to greet people under the table. After all, Zhang Dashuai was one of the three tycoons in Shanghai. He came over with strong winds and waves, and he panicked for only a moment. He saw his way out, raised his hand, overturned the table, and moved to a table. Behind the big screen, he moved away from the rear window and stretched his hands into his arms.
Zhang Chenglin's bodyguard was also overwhelmed by the opponent's firepower and could not lift his head.
The third minute: Zhang Chenglin pretended to be a dead man and lay on the ground. Just a minute ago, he quickly took off his clothes and looked exactly like his men. The brother wearing his clothes acted as a stand-in and jumped out of the window. The man in black was indeed fooled and rushed to the ground. Go to the window and slam the trigger, click click click, and the substitute dies.
Less than four minutes later, the leading man in black took out his watch, looked at it, tilted his head, and jumped out of the window to escape. Less than ten seconds later, a sharp siren sounded, and a large number of Green Gang disciples rushed in to protect their leader, creating a huge black pressure. Hundreds of disciples stood and shouted, "Don't move, or else we'll shoot!"
The battle really only lasted three minutes.
Zhang Chenglin, who was already safe, had a stern look on his face and was full of anger. He cursed and yelled: "Mom, you bastard! It must be Shen Xingshan, the bastard, you bastard! You are playing tricks on me, I want to do it."
You shall not die well!”
Mr. Wan also arrived shortly after, grabbing the waiter and asking, "Is there anyone in private room 101 yet?" The waiter pointed at us with a look of horror on his face, "Come on, come on, go take a shit."
Master Wan looked at everything around him gloomily. There were many things that could not be discussed on the table. He restrained his emotions and hurriedly reported to Zhang Chenglin.
We, the melon-eaters, crawled out from under the table tremblingly. We were immediately panic-stricken because all of us passers-by were being held at gunpoint by the Green Gang. We all raised our hands and stood aside facing each other.
I understand one thing. If we go to room 101, it will be a success - today will be our death anniversary next year, and we will become cannon fodder in the conflict between the two gangs! Playing the role of being sold out and helping each other count the money.
.Of course, because of our existence, we gave Zhang Chenglin a crucial minute to escape and ascend to heaven!
A military vehicle squeezed out of the Xieba alley. Song Da stood on the vehicle, holding the machine gun mounted on the vehicle. He was guarded by four soldiers from all directions, and the four henchmen had seven or eight in their bodies that could spray bullets at any time.
in the muzzle of the gun.
Song Da quickly walked into the scene without talking nonsense, and told his men, "Check the scene." He walked to Zhang Chenglin and Master Liu and asked, "Marshuai Zhang, there is no loss, right?"
Zhang Chenglin had to maintain a humble attitude towards warlords like the Songhu Guards Commander, "Instructor Song, please uphold justice for our Sanxin Company. The French Concession under the jurisdiction of our boss Huo Zhuoshan can also be regarded as our own territory.
Even his little brat Shen Xingshan dares to disturb Tai Sui, what kind of thing is this?"
Song Da captured the case with one sentence: "Except for the personnel of Sanxin Company, everyone else at the scene was brought to the police station for interrogation one by one."
He frowned at the scene and looked at me and us with a cold expression. I looked up at him, and he caught his eye. He gave me a half-smiling smile, walked over to me and said, "You are swimming against the current."
He has the courage and the luck to spill the wine in his boat. It’s so unlucky to be a human being.”
I replied: "Looking for something to eat, Coach Song. Besides, we didn't break the law."
Song Da looked at me, "Are you begging for your life?"
I admit, "You are begging for your life, both for yourself and for your brothers. To die in the right way is the right life. To starve to death is not the right life."
Master Wan came over and helped us out: "Instructor Song, I misunderstood. I invited these brothers because of their courage. They are just a little unlucky. They don't need to go to the police station."
Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. We indirectly rescued Zhang Chenglin. In terms of merit and reward, as long as a person is thick enough, this thick-faced person is destined to be a bull. He knelt down and survival gave him a great stimulus: "
Thank you Bodhisattva for saving your life."
Zhang Chenglin came after hearing the sound and looked at Niu Ba and us behind Niu Ba. Song Da unconsciously used his body to cover half of me, and I was in his shadow.
Zhang Chenglin looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Interesting, what do you want?"
Niu Ba saw the wind and decided to take action, "I beg you brothers to have a bite of rice."
Zhang Chenglin made a decision: "As a reward, I will arrange to be an apprentice at the Sanxin Senior Club, and Master Wan will arrange it."