"No! This is absolutely not possible!" Zhang Wanquan shouted.
Xu Tianxiong's face instantly darkened, he looked at Zhang Wanquan coldly and said, "Tell me, what's wrong?"
When Zhang Wanquan heard that Xu Tianxiong was going to marry Lu Lanchun to Xu Gou, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat. No wonder he felt as if he had picked up money when he saw Xu Gou.
"The boss, this woman is Han Baihang's mistress. If Han Baihang finds out, he won't have to fight with us!" Zhang Wanquan was extremely anxious. This place is not far from Shanghai, and Han Baihang has a good reputation. Even Zhang Renkui, the old man of the Qing Gang, was attracted by him.
He was so embarrassed that he couldn't help but persuaded her: "It's not easy to get a woman. We have captured so many prostitutes. You can just find one. Why do you have to be Han Baihang's mistress?"
If Han Baihang brings his army to fight for him, the current manpower will not be enough to fill his teeth. Zhang Wanquan thought that even if Xu Gou could not think of this, Xu Tianxiong should also know this.
But Xu Tianxiong instead said: "Just try your best. I, Xu Tianxiong, may not be afraid of him as a lost dog?" The long knife in his hand hit the wooden table hard, making a heavy muffled sound, and coldly snorted, "I can catch it."
If he catches him the first time, he can be caught the second time!”
"But, the head of the family, we..." Zhang Wanquan wanted to persuade him again, but Xu Tianxiong waved his hand and interrupted: "Stop talking, my brother is determined to marry this daughter-in-law. If anyone says more, I will kill her immediately."
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As he spoke, Xu Tianxiong slammed his palm on the table. The solid pear wood table instantly split into several pieces, and Zhang Wanquan was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth.
The mighty Yangtze River water moved unstoppably toward the east, making an ear-splitting sound. Just as Xu Tianxiong and the others disappeared into the waterway, a figure emerged from the water, lying on the shore, vomiting loudly.
Yellow water.
Han Baihang sat on the riverside and looked towards the river. Xu Tianxiong had already disappeared. He was worried when suddenly a group of patrolmen ran out from the shore and pointed their guns at Han Baihang.
"Don't shoot, I'm not a robber!" Han Baihang opened his hands and yelled at the patrolmen.
The patrols dispersed one after another, and a man who looked like the leader came out, looked at Han Baihang and said, "Catch him!"
At the command, the patrol officers rushed forward and pushed Han Baihang to the ground, unable to move. Han Baihang was extremely angry and shouted: "What are you going to do!"
"I suspect you are a traitor to the robbers. Come back with me to investigate!" After saying that, the man turned around and left.
Han Baihang suddenly came to his senses. This man let Xu Tianxiong go and lost so many people. He was trying to capture him to take the blame.
After thinking about this, Han Baihang became even more anxious. If he was allowed to capture him, his life or death would still be a trivial matter. The key was that Lu Lanchun and the others were still in Xu Tianxiong's hands.
Zhao San and the others don't know where they are now, but only Lu Lanchun and the others will be able to go. Han Baihang was struggling and yelling.
The leader got tired of hearing this, took out his baton, and pointed it at Han Baihang's head. Han Baihang's vision suddenly went dark and he fainted.
When he woke up, he was already in prison. After touching the sore back of his head, Han Baihang stretched out his bloody hand to look at it, and scolded: "It's really a heavy blow."
Han Baihang kept the safety of Lu Lanchun and others in mind. He leaned on the railing and shouted outside: "Let me out. I was wronged. Let me out!"
After several shouts, there was a rush of footsteps in the dark corridor. A fat-headed jailer walked up to Han Baihang, took out the baton in his arms, pointed at Han Baihang and cursed: "You bastard, please be quiet!"
"I was wronged. I want to go out to save people! Let me out quickly!" Han Baihang yelled as if he saw a savior.
The jailer sneered and hit Han Baihang on the head with a baton. Blood splattered everywhere. Han Baihang covered his head and collapsed on the ground, leaving only the strength to cry.
"What a bastard. If you don't beat me, you won't be happy! Huh!" The jailer snorted coldly, wiped the blood on his baton, and yelled at the annoying people around him: "Please calm down for me, if you don't find me happy anymore,
This man is your fate."
The annoying people huddled in the corner, and no one took the jailer's words to heart. Instead, they looked at Han Baihang's show with cold eyes.
Han Baihang slowly raised his head and looked towards the cell with blurry eyes. There were five or six prisoners in the cell, all of them skinny, with big heads and small bodies.
Some eyes were numb, while others were snickering at Han Baihang's miserable state. Han Baihang also understood that he would not be able to escape from this place for a while, so he could only hope that Zhao San could discover his whereabouts, or that
Being able to rescue Lu Lanchun and the others would also give him peace of mind.
Thinking of this, Han Baihang leaned against the wall, covering his bleeding forehead, and let out a long sigh.
The sun slowly sets toward the west, casting a red light and shadow on the river. As the water waves flow, it seems like a fire is burning.
At the confluence of the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River, the river has been blocked. Countless ships that want to sail into the Yangtze River are all stranded at the port and are not allowed to go out.
Zhao San stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the numerous ships surrounding him, and frowned tightly. Just now he had received news that a passenger ship had been hijacked on the Yangtze River, and the local police were pursuing it with all their strength.
The thieves have now blocked the Yangtze River waterway and no ships are allowed to leave the port.
"It won't be so unlucky, right?" Li Si stood next to Zhao San and said with a sad face: "It's only been a few days since I settled down. Why did something like this happen again? Is Han Baihang too old this year?
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Zhao San put his hands behind his back and looked at the river. A gust of cool wind came, blowing the hem of his clothes and fluttering like a god coming to earth.
"You go, gather the troops, we will take the land route and rush to the scene of the incident!"
After hearing this, Li Si turned around and walked away, starting to call for the troops to assemble. Zhao San stood on the bow of the ship, with thoughts in his mind.
Let Cheng Wan follow Han Baihang, and then he and Zhao San lead the troops behind, just to deal with the current situation.
Just when Zhao San led the soldiers to attack, the city of Wuxi was already in chaos. Police Chief Pan Yuxun was sitting in his office, looking at the telegram in front of him, his hair was about to turn gray.
"These damn bandits, if you don't rob any ship, you will rob this ship! I am!" Pan Yuxun angrily tore up the telegram in his hand to pieces.
From the scattered pieces of paper, you can still clearly see the words Portuguese Ambassador, Order, etc.