Last night, the fight in Zhabei District made so much noise that the French Concession next door could clearly see it. This morning, everyone in Shanghai knew that Big Lao Zhang, one of the three giants of the Qing Gang,
Most of the opium business in Shanghai passed through his hands, and seventeen locations were wiped out overnight.
The gangsters were greatly shocked when they heard about it, the white people watched in silence when they heard about it, and the common people started to eat melons when they heard about it.
In the patrol room of the French Concession, the atmosphere was solemn and shrouded in mist. Old Zhang, with a livid face, sat in front of Old Huang with a cigar in his mouth, and said violently: "Whose name is he? Scar, Ah Cheng, Ah Feng, who?
I don’t know if it’s my Zhang’s younger brother who died tragically in Zhabei last night. If I can’t find this place, how can I still hang out on the street in the future?”
Lao Huang was indifferent, holding his cigar in silence.
Last night, Lao Huang tried his best, but the people in the patrol room were blocked on the way to Huajie. It wasn't that he didn't want to take care of it, but that he couldn't.
The water on Shanghai Beach is too muddy, and there are some things that Lao Huang can't do anything about.
Over the years, Lao Huang has finally understood one thing. Beating and killing are ultimately inferior methods. Unfortunately, Lao Zhang will never understand this truth.
Big Lao Zhang, Boss Du and Lao Huang were brothers who kowtowed in front of Guan Gong and drank blood wine. They have been together through thick and thin, and their friendship is not ordinary.
After smoking half a cigar, Lao Huang remained indifferent and did not say a word. He was like a statue. Zhang immediately understood that Lao Huang did not want to get involved.
The elder Zhang threw away his arms, became angry, turned around and left.
"Lao Zhang, where are you going?" Lao Huang had to shout.
"What should I do? Of course, there is revenge and grievance. The man who stepped on the horse, surnamed He, went to build a factory on my site without saying a word. I asked Scar to ask for directions, and he chopped three of me
My subordinates, Scar, Ah Cheng, Ah Feng, you know that after following me for so many years, there is no credit but hard work."
Those who come out to fool around are talking about the word righteousness. If Lao Zhang is defeated, the righteousness will be lost, and the two of them will not look good.
Now that there are steps, what else can Lao Zhang say?
Li Wan knew that her husband was going to invite important people to the house for a family dinner today, so she got up early after a long night's work and ordered the servants to go shopping and prepare for the lunch.
"Let's go upstairs." He Qi refused.
"It's none of your business where you go. Don't worry, one person will do the work and the other will take responsibility. It won't involve you. I, Zhang, will take care of my own affairs." Zhang, the eldest man, frowned and spoke angrily.
"Kill his wife and daughter, just three of them." Lao Zhang said harshly.
"Isn't this nonsense?" When Lao Huang heard this, he shook his head secretly and continued to smoke his cigar in silence.
Li Wan blushed to the root of her neck from the whispers between the husband and wife, and had no choice but to nod.
When Boss Du saw that Lao Zhang finally lowered his head and stopped clamoring, he started to act as a peacemaker and said, "Let's do this. I'll be the host and invite him to have a meal. Everyone is hanging out on the beach in Shanghai. We can't see each other when we look up.
Harmony brings wealth."
"Lao Jiu" is Wang Yaqiao. Lao Zhang couldn't help but think of Xu Guoliang, the former director of the security department who was bombed and lost his arms and legs. He was obviously afraid for a moment, and then said: "Three cuts and six holes, kowtow and apologize, not even one missing eye will do."
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Head-to-head?
To be able to get to where he is today, Lao Zhang is not that stupid!
"Then go to a place where no one is around."
When Boss Du arrived, Lao Huang felt relieved and sat back in his chair, smoking the remaining half of his cigar calmly.
Lao Huang interjected: "He is not from the Qinggang."
After making a cup of tea, He Qi went to the courtyard, talked to the old man, and teased little Shu'er. In the meantime, he received a post from Lao Huang. Time passed, and it was almost noon. Uncle Fu said: "Master, uncle
, the guests have arrived.”
"Lao Zhang, what on earth are you going to do?" Mr. Du interrupted.
Lao Zhang said: "What do I care about what this bastard is doing?"
In Mr. Lu's words, a gangster is nothing.
"no!"
Since ancient times, black is afraid of white, but in this era, there is no distinction between black and white, but an iron law has been born. Those with swords will definitely not be able to defeat those with guns. Guns are justice, and more guns mean more justice. Mr. Lu has tens of thousands of things behind his back.
justice.
"It's great to be rich in Male Gobi. Once the emperor and his courtiers, that kid surnamed Lu, sooner or later, labor and management will do him." Lao Zhang cursed and sat down. Although he still said harsh words, it was not
Foolishly, Mr. Lu can never afford to offend him, so his aura has become much weaker.
"Lao Zhang, I heard about it, what are you going to do?" Boss Du knew about it last night. He received a call from Lao Huang in the morning. The two briefly agreed on the phone. Boss Du's thoughts were consistent with
Lao Huang was basically in agreement. He didn't want to get involved, but he also didn't want to watch Lao Zhang step in.
"Hey." Li Wan really had no choice. Seeing the servant approaching, she said coquettishly: "I will listen to you tonight, okay?"
He Qi hugged his little wife and pulled her into a corner. Li Wan was so embarrassed that she quickly ran away, her face flushed. She looked around and saw no one could see her, and said coquettishly: "There is someone here."
Last night, He Qi drank some wine and went on a night trip to Suzhou River with his wife. After returning home, he had a few small meetings. He woke up later than usual in the morning and the person beside him was no longer there.
"This won't work, that won't work either." Old Zhang opened his eyes and said, "Then let him hand over Lin Yaodong and Lin Yaohua. These two little red guys haven't been around for a day or two. They just did it and made Zhabei clean and clean."
Boss Du was instantly angry and laughed: "Old Zhang, if you really want to talk about this, you were the one who did it first. You asked Scar to go to someone else's construction site and set a fire on it, and also burned three of their people.
Now that someone has killed three of you, you have to kill their wife and children. Believe it or not, you can’t pass Lao Jiu’s test, don’t say that your brother didn’t warn you.”
Lao Huang suffered a big loss from Mr. Lu. This incident is vivid in his mind. When he came out to hang out, he made friends and relied on friends. With this kind of relationship, it will be easier for him to talk to Mr. Lu in the future. He said: "I
Come and post."
"Lao Zhang, it's so early in the morning, which little red guy are you going to deal with?" Boss Du came at the right time, pushed Sang Sang, and then pushed Lao Zhang back into the house.
Boss Du patiently said: "He booked the 'Paramount' and invited Mr. Lu to get free meals and spend 120,000 a night."
Boss Du felt that Lao Zhang had not yet understood the situation at hand, so he insinuated himself and said: "Last night, Lin Yaodong and Lin Yaohua were chopping Dao Scar and the others in Zhabei. Do you know where he is? What is he doing?"
The old man was walking around the courtyard with little Shu'er in his arms, and Fu's mother followed behind. He Qi finished washing and yawned and went downstairs. Li Wan came over and said, "It's still early. You can sleep a little longer. I'll call you when I get there."
"Bite again." He Qi smiled evilly.
Fu's mother went to pick up Xiao Shu'er, but the old man held her tight and refused to let go, saying: "I don't understand a bunch of people who write articles. Go and stare at her. You can just go."
He Qi said: "It would be good to go and meet the old subordinates."
The old man glared: "If he misses me, he won't come to the courtyard to see me?"