If Wang Qiming hadn't greeted Han Baihang in advance, I'm afraid he would have been in a hurry now.
Han Baihang pondered: "Brother Yuesheng, are these words advice or warning?"
Du Yuesheng put down the teacup in his hand, picked up a piece of snack from the table, ate it as if no one else was watching, and said vaguely: "It doesn't matter if it's a warning or a piece of advice. Brothers will not harm you. Shanghai is not your place. Come back quickly."
Let’s go to Henan.”
Han Baihang didn't expect that Du Yuesheng would find out his secrets in just one night. He didn't know whether it was Huang Huangrong who told him or he found out by himself. The mystery behind this small difference is very profound.
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"It seems that Brother Yuesheng already knows who I am."
"The famous Captain Han, the number one general under Commander Yu, no one in Shanghai knows about him."
Although Du Yuesheng's words were a bit exaggerated, he also indirectly told Han Baihang that he knew far more than Han Baihang thought.
In this case, Han Baihang didn't want to go around with him and said: "Since Brother Yuesheng also knows who I am, let's get straight to the point. Do you mean to let me walk out of Shanghai, or...
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Han Baihang didn't say anything clearly. He raised a finger and pointed upward. Du Yuesheng smiled and said nothing, looking enigmatic. Han Baihang couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so he had to cross his arms and look at him.
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The private room was not big, and neither of them spoke at the moment. The air was as heavy as flowing mercury, and a turbid breath was pressed against the chest.
After a long silence, Du Yuesheng's forehead was covered with cold sweat. On the other hand, Han Baihang was calm and collected. Finally, Du Yuesheng still couldn't calm down and took the lead in speaking: "Brother Han, whose intention is it to come here this time?"
Han Baihang raised his finger again and pointed upward. Du Yuesheng's face fell instantly. She held her hand on the table and gasped, and said unwillingly: "This is Shanghai!"
Han Baihang nodded and said: "Of course I know, that's why I came alone."
These words are already full of gunpowder. As the old saying goes, a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. If it wasn't for Huang Huangrong's sake, Han Baihang and his men would have killed Huanghuang Rong a long time ago.
Du Yuesheng was still resisting, gritting his teeth and said: "My master already knows about your meeting with Zhu Gang. If you want to get out of Shanghai alive, you must go back to Henan before dark tonight."
It was obvious that Du Yuesheng had been cornered by Han Baihang. He could no longer maintain his composure and began to speak in a disorganized manner.
You must know that the person standing behind Han Baihang now is Wu Yushuai, a man who is popular in the government. No matter how powerful Huang Huangrong is, he does not dare to blatantly touch Han Baihang. This is why he dares to take risks alone.
Huang Jinrong knew that Han Baihang was coming, so at most he just avoided seeing him and quietly handed over the goods in his hand. If Han Baihang died on the beach in Shanghai, he might not be able to deal with the matter of intercepting the opium.
When Wu Peifu was blamed, not to mention the patrol room, even the French consul standing behind him hugged him.
If this is the case, there is only one reason why Du Yuesheng is so anxious to let Han Baihang leave, and that is that he is afraid that Han Baihang will reveal his secrets.
After figuring out the whole story, Han Baihang sat on the chair, remained still, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuesheng, don't worry, I have no interest in your private life at all. I just need to do what I want to do.
If you are willing to help me, this matter will naturally rot in your stomach and no one will know."
If it was a guess before, it was almost certain now. Du Yuesheng's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't stop sweating on his head. His face was as white as flour, and his voice trembled as he said: "This... this matter
...You are...how did you know?"
Han Baihang glanced at Du Yuesheng's empty fingers, smiled slightly and said, "One gram of gold is worth a lot. I'm a rough guy and don't do math very well. Brother Yuesheng, how about you help me calculate it?"
Seeing Han Baihang's spring-like smile, Du Yuesheng's face became even more ugly. He grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, leaving deep marks on the table.
Han Baihang only heard about the adultery between Du Yuesheng and Lin Guisheng and didn't know whether it was true or not. But last night he saw a pure gold ring on Du Yuesheng's finger. With Du Yuesheng's current financial resources, it would take more than half a year to afford it even if he didn't eat or drink.
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However, with his love for whoring and gambling, how could he save the money to buy such expensive jewelry? Naturally, someone gave it to him. And judging from the marks left on his fingers, he must often take it off. Since he is not visible to others, then
Naturally, it was given by a shady person. Han Baihang cheated casually and tried it out. Naturally, he was more certain about his love history.
As for Lin Guisheng, she is none other than Huang Huangrong's wife and Du Yuesheng's mistress.
He actually hooked up with his master's wife. If outsiders found out, not only would his face be disgraced, but Huang Huangrong would also make him die badly. So Du Yuesheng didn't care about his face and tried his best to drive Han Baihang out of Shanghai.
Du Yuesheng covered the white mark on his finger, squinted his eyes and said in a voice like a wounded beast: "What do you want?"
Han Baihang also knew that he couldn't push Du Yuesheng into a hurry. When the time comes, he would jump over the wall and fight with him to the death, which would be more than worth the loss. So Han Baihang filled Du Yuesheng's tea with a smile and said softly: "Brother Yuesheng, don't do it."
I'm afraid, only I know about this, and I just want to get back what belongs to me. Isn't this request too much?"
Du Yuesheng wanted to slap Han Baihang's smile on her face and said angrily: "Then what do you want me to do?"
Han Baihang said: "That's very simple. As long as you bring a letter to Uncle Huang, tell him that I, Han Baihang, am here with sincerity and beg him to meet me."
Han Baihang undoubtedly lowered his profile and gave Huang Jinrong enough face. As for whether the matter could be properly handled, we would have to wait until they met.
Du Yuesheng was still angry, tapping her fingers, scanning Han Baihang to find signs of lies. There was another silence, Han Baihang smiled, while Du Yuesheng frowned and said, "After you finish your work, will you leave Shanghai?"
Han Baihang said: "Leave immediately and never stay another day."
Du Yuesheng said: "It's a deal, but I can only bring your words to my master. As for whether he sees you or not, I can't control it."
Han Baihang stood up and wanted to pat Du Yuesheng's shoulder, but Du Yuesheng dodged him. Han Baihang had no choice but to take back his hand and said with a somewhat embarrassed look: "Brother Yuesheng, don't worry, if this matter is done, I will give it to you."
A fortune."
Du Yuesheng snorted coldly and said: "No need, just mind your mouth."
After saying that, Du Yuesheng went downstairs angrily, and the groaning sound of the stairs could be heard from a distance. Han Baihang walked toward the window, and it seemed that the sky was getting darker.
