At this time, Han Baihang did not know that Xu Wangtang already harbored a grudge. His mind was entirely focused on the collection operations in the past few days. After many days of collection operations, the military workshops in Yongcheng were basically eliminated, leaving only a few that slipped through the net.
It was difficult for the fish to survive, so Han Baihang did not continue to kill them all and ordered the troops to withdraw.
Early in the morning, Han Baihang and his guards went to Yong'an Town. After more than a month's absence, Yong'an Town has changed a lot. The whole town has a prosperous scene, which is not much better than in the county. When they arrived in Yong'an Town, even if they returned to the base camp, Han Baihang
Feeling much more relaxed, I went to visit Mayor Pang first.
Mayor Pang is much more lively than before. He recently married a concubine, who is a pear tree with begonias. His whole face is rosy, and he is very happy to meet Han Baihang.
Since he had Han Baihang as his backing, he has become the number one opium merchant in Yongcheng, making a lot of money.
Han Baihang chatted with him for a few words, and then asked about the opium payment. He was still waiting for the money to reorganize the army. It was originally agreed that Mayor Pang would take out the cash at once, and the opium would be divided into four and six.
, but later Mayor Pang could not raise such money, so he waited for the opium payment to be paid in 50-50 installments.
Talking about the opium payment, Mayor Pang couldn't sit still, rubbed his hands and said awkwardly: "Captain Han, there was a little accident about the opium." He didn't dare to look at Han Baihang.
Han Baihang raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was trying to play some trick. He turned his eyes coldly and said: "Mayor Pang, how did you promise me before, and now you tell me about the accident? I don't care what accident happens, I
If you want to see this money within three days, if you don't see the money, I, Han, will fall out."
"Captain Han, listen to me first!" Mayor Pang couldn't sit still at all. He had experienced Han Baihang's decisive killing and knew that if the opium money was not properly accounted for, Han Baihang would really fall out, and his life and property would be at risk.
"The thing is like this, the opium was sold to Shanghai and was seized..." Mayor Pang elaborated. It turned out that the opium was transported to Shanghai through the Hong Gang relationship. The opium business was profitable, and Shanghai's gangs were indispensable for their infighting.
, the Qing Gang is the most powerful in Shanghai, and has repeatedly suppressed the Hong Gang in recent years. This item was seized by the Qing Gang, and it is clear that they want to exploit the gang.
After hearing this, Han Baihang sneered: "What you said has nothing to do with me. I provide the opium, and you are responsible for transporting and selling it. Now if there is a problem with the opium in your process, it is up to you to solve it."
Mayor Pang kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, wondering why: "Captain Han, the Qing Gang has detained the things, and there is nothing I can do about it. We are now on the road to clearing the way, but people don't take advantage of me as a rustic."
Han Baihang stood up to take pictures of the table and said: "I don't care about that. I want to see every cent of the eight hundred thousand ocean. You hurry up and make the arrangements." He was about to walk away.
"Captain Han, Captain Han!" Mayor Pang hurriedly pulled Han Baihang's sleeve and begged: "I really have no choice. Even if I buy and sell my sons, I can't raise so much money."
Han Baihang stood still and glanced at him: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Mayor Pang gritted his teeth and said: "If Company Commander Han can find a way to get the opium back from the Qing Gang, I won't take any of it. If I really can't get the opium money back, I will lose everything and can only scrape together 200,000 yuan. If you still
No, I can only find a rope to hang myself."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" How could Han Baihang not know how much Mayor Pang is worth, he insisted.
He was a little anxious. The Qinggang were local snakes in Shanghai. It would not be easy to get something back if something got into their mouths. He had already prepared for the worst. The opium was in vain, but Mayor Pang had to make up for part of the loss. Of course,
It won't make him desperate.
Mayor Pang felt as though he was mourning his heir, he did not dare to reply again, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
Han Baihang asked Mayor Pang about his contacts and relationships in Shanghai Hongbang, and left in a hurry.
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After leaving Pang's house, Han Baihang went straight to the west of the town. He encountered an open space adjacent to the barracks. The arsenal was in full swing. The machinery collected from various places had been repaired and maintained, and put on the production line again. He also recruited new recruits from the town.
Dozens of workers can produce weapons as long as they build a factory.
Similarly, crude machinery cannot produce high-precision rifles. Fortunately, what Han Baihang wants is not a weapons production line, but the production of rifle spare parts. After a battle, the machine rifle will be damaged a lot, and buying parts from foreign companies is expensive.
It is expensive and far less cost-effective than producing it yourself. Moreover, this arsenal is actually to cover his real purpose, manufacturing grenades. He has sent someone to buy a small mortar production equipment from a foreign dealer, but the price of this set of production equipment is
It's not cheap and requires more than 100,000 yuan. He can't come up with the money now, so he must get the opium money back as soon as possible.
Without notifying anyone, Han Baihang only made some explanations to Zhou Qing, then took eighteen members of the guard to Xuzhou in makeup, transferred to the Jin-Pu Railway to go south, and took a ferry from Pukou to Shanghai.
Needless to say, Shanghai is prosperous. Han Baihang is used to the international metropolis of the 21st century. Shanghai at this time is just a little novel. However, his guardsmen have never seen such a prosperous scene. They were all dazzled by it, as if
When Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, she saw beautiful girls on the street wearing tight-fitting cheongsams with white thighs exposed. They were all very distracted.
When Han Baihang arrived in Shanghai, he did not go directly to the contact person of the Hong Gang. Instead, he made arrangements with the people he had. Shanghai was dominated by the Qing Gang and had many eyes and ears. Once the opium matter was not negotiated well, he would do the worst possible thing.
If you plan, separating people can act as a surprise attack.
After staying in Shanghai for a few days and getting a general understanding of how to navigate the streets, Han Baihang went to Xiabei and met with the Hong Gang contact person.
This person's name is Yang Zhenhua, he is a leader of the Hong Gang branch, he has some territorial influence in Xiabei, and he is Mayor Pang's distant cousin. Mayor Pang had already telegraphed to him and learned that Han Baihang was coming for the morning meeting.
"Mr. Yang, nice to meet you." Han Baihang held up his hands and smiled, looking at Yang Zhenhua. Yang Zhenhua looked to be in his forties, with a tall build. It was obvious that he had some boxing skills, and his whole person showed a charlatan attitude. When he saw Han Baihang, he nodded slightly.
He also looked at Han Baihang and said with some surprise: "I've heard of Captain Han's reputation for a long time, but I didn't expect him to be so young. A hero comes from a young age."
Han Baihang smiled faintly. He never liked hearing this kind of flattery, so he was not polite at the moment and asked directly: "Mr. Yang, who took the opium?"
Yang Zhenhua looked angrily and said, "It's that son of a bitch Huang Huangrong. This bastard is used to taking advantage of the power of the patrol room."
Han Baihang was shocked. He knew very well who Huang Jinrong was. Now he was the well-deserved tycoon of the Qing Gang, and his power in the concession was beyond imagination. He couldn't help but give up his plan to use force. With his few manpower, it was really not Huang Jin.
If Rong's opponent really takes action, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave Shanghai.
Seeing Han Baihang's apprehension, Yang Zhenhua looked down on him and frowned: "Huang Huangrong is nothing special. I have asked someone to talk to Huang Huangrong's old man about it. Huang Huangrong dares not to lose face."
When Han Baihang heard this, he just sneered in his heart. He could tell who Yang Zhenhua was at a glance. He was just collecting some protection fees in a remote area like Xibei. The real tycoons were all making money in the concession. Let's not talk about whether he had such a big face.
If he can invite the old man Huang Huangrong to come out, even if he can invite him to come out and talk, this is opium worth nearly two million. Will Huang Huangrong let go? Obviously not.
