Chapter 198 Is Hong Zhi dead?
Chapter 198 Is Hong Zhi dead?
clap clap!
Du Yuesheng clapped his hands.
Dozens of Green Gang experts rushed over from all directions.
A strong murderous aura filled the air.
Hong Zhiyou looked at him calmly, without a trace of panic on his face.
"Du Yuesheng!
"Do you recognize Zhou?"
Zhou Yan, who was standing next to him, took off his hat and shouted suddenly. He had a beard as hard as steel needles, eyes like copper bells, a face like a lion, and a short axe in his hand that was shining with cold light. His momentum was terrifying.
Du Yuesheng stared at him and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He has lived his life on the edge of a knife and has seen all kinds of ruthless people. He would never show any fear even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.
However, at this moment, a trace of fear appeared on the face of this hero.
"Axe Gang!"
He uttered three terrifying words from between his teeth.
An invisible shadow of death coiled around him like a cold snake, giving him goose bumps all over his body.
He remembered.
The person in front of him is Wang Yaqiao's deputy.
That year he stood like a minion and witnessed in the corner with his own eyes as Wang Yaqiao slapped the Shanghai overlord Yang Hu in public.
Yang Hu said nothing and watched Wang Yaqiao leave.
Next to Wang Yaqiao was this person.
“You can try.
"Is your knife or gun faster, or is my axe faster?
"I promise you will fall before Master Hong!"
Zhou Yan stared at him and said murderously.
Du Yuesheng swallowed his saliva.
He is a gang member.
So is Wang Yaqiao.
The difference is that his gang is worldly-wise and cunning.
But Wang Yaqiao's gang did not.
They only care about right and wrong, and they fight and kill until they die.
These are a bunch of desperate criminals that even the chairman doesn't want to mess with.
Damn!
"Step back!" Du Yuesheng sat down again and waved his hand.
Swish!
The elite killers of the Qing Gang retreated like a tide.
Peace returned to the lobby.
The moonlight shines in the courtyard, and the water chestnuts are as white as jade.
"It turns out to be Mr. Zhou. Excuse me, please take a seat." Du Yuesheng raised his hand and poured tea for the two of them.
Zhou Yan did not sit down. He put away his short axe, took a step back and stood behind Hong Zhiyou.
Du Yuesheng looked at Hong Zhiyou again, with a bit more seriousness in his eyes.
Before, he knew to underestimate this young man.
People like Zhou Yan will not allow themselves to be driven around for money.
There is only one answer.
Hong Zhiyou must have extraordinary personal charm.
"Thank you." Hong Zhiyou smiled and nodded.
"Let me guess first what Mr. Du is thinking."
He blew on the camellia and said in a deep voice.
"I'd like to hear from you."
Du Yuesheng picked up the teapot and stood up to refill his glass.
"You are thinking of calming down Lao Zhou first, saying a few polite words, or even selling at a low price, and getting rid of Lao Zhou and me.
"Then, send the elite assassins from the Qing Gang or use other means to get rid of Lao Zhou and me.
“This is Shanghai, after all.
"After all, you are Du Yuesheng, a ruthless and flexible leader of the Green Gang.
"What is a dragon crossing the river like me?"
Hong Zhiyou smiled.
Du Yuesheng's eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly, but kept silent, which was considered as his agreement.
"Then let's discuss whether it is better to kill me or not.
“I don’t believe in morality or emotions.
"I'll talk about money, plainly.
"How much would someone who wants me dead offer?"
Hong Zhiyou spoke frankly.
“Someone from the Dangtong Bureau offered a price of one thousand taels of gold.
“Someone in Jinhai offered 10,000 US dollars.
“Someone from Hennessy Head Office offered $20,000.
“Someone from Longdong Company offered 18,000 US dollars.
"..."
Du Yuesheng crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette, and settled the accounts with him.
"Ok.
“It’s almost $100,000, it seems my head is very valuable.
“It’s a good deal indeed.”
Hong Zhiyou smiled.
"Yes.
“One hundred thousand dollars is enough to equip a large army.
“I didn’t expect you to be worth so much money.
"So, you shouldn't die?"
Du Yuesheng narrowed his eyes and asked with a cold smile.
"Should!
"If I could, I would kill myself."
Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.
"Then let's do the math. How many people will have to pay compensation if I'm killed?" he continued.
“You saw it too.
“Hennessy and Longdong are the ones who want to kill me the most.
“Because I sell wine.
“You also know that behind Longdong are Mr. Ziliang and Mr. Ziwen.
“If I die, the Song family will lose nearly $100,000 in net dividends every year.
“Mr. Powell, Hennessy’s East Asia head, will lose a lot of money.
"Good thing we have Major General Felson of the Marine Corps.
“And there’s the Rong family in Xiangdao.
“There are also profiteers like Ma Hansan.
“Of course, there is also the chairman.
"Fu Zuoyi's sneak attack on Zhangjiakou was successful, and the chairman was very happy. He wanted to use the power of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army to completely clear Li Zongren's Gui clique out of Peking.
“The conditions are $400,000 in military supplies and the merger of the two major offices in Zhangyuan and Baoding.
"Fu Zuoyi was stationed in Beiping as the chief of the suppression campaign.
"Right now, the Kong and Song families are frantically collecting money and are not willing to spend US dollars.
“Who to rely on?
“Rely on a trader like me.
"The task the chairman gave to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang chaebols was 200,000 US dollars, and Yu Xuan entrusted me to raise and exchange 100,000 US dollars.
“Come on, you started out as a fruit seller, so you’re better at accounting than I am.
"Calculate how much they will have to pay if I die?"
Hong Zhiyou tapped the table lightly and asked back.
"You are much more valuable than I thought." Du Yuesheng frowned.
He originally thought that Hong Zhiyou was just a trader in Tianjin and a lackey of Wu Jingzhong who made money for him.
I didn't expect the people involved here.
There was no one he could afford to offend.
If such a person were to die in the Green Gang, Song Ziliang would take his life, not to mention others.
“So, you can’t do this $100,000 deal.
"I'm afraid you'll have money to earn but no life to spend it."
Hong Zhi has the Tao.
“This is all someone else’s account.
“I’m going to tell you about your account now.
"After Dai Li's death, you know better than anyone that without this backer, you won't be able to stay in Shanghai for many days.
“I heard you have property in Hong Kong Island.
“But it doesn’t seem to be very popular over there.
“I can.
“If you make friends with me, I will let you be the agent of Yuezhou Winery.
“This winery has the investment of the Rong family.
“If you sell it, you can establish a relationship with the Rong family.
"In addition, I have connections with the Zhigong lineage in Hong Kong Island, and Stationmaster Wu's old classmate Xie Ligong. These are enough for you to make a living in Hong Kong Island.
“I wouldn’t say he’s a superior person, but at least he’s respectable.
“It may not generate $100,000 in revenue right away.
"But it can keep you and your children alive and well.
“Nothing is more important than being alive.
“Old Du.
“You are old.
"This world no longer belongs to you.
"Be humble and less ambitious, it will do you good.
“Now I can still sit here and drink tea with you.
“What if we go to Shanghai and raise the red flag?
"Or maybe the Jiangsu and Zhejiang tycoons are targeting you.
"At that time, you were either a prisoner or a refugee. You still want to sit in the Victoria Hotel and drink tea with me. Do you have the qualifications?"
Hong Zhiyou leaned back, raised his chin and sneered.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Du Yuesheng's back.
Hong Zhiyou's words were like sharp knives stabbing into his heart.
After Dai Li's death.
He spent countless sleepless nights thinking about this problem.
Who will own the future?
Once the red flag is raised, he will be doomed.
Even if the national army wins.
The financial tycoons in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will certainly reap huge profits. There are many people in Shanghai who covet his benefits. If they want to replace him, wouldn't it just be a word from the Ministry of National Defense, or even the Shanghai Police Chief?
A trumpeter is always a trumpeter.
Even if you change the team, no matter how well you play, it still depends on whether people like to listen to it.
If you don't like to listen, it's still a dead end.
He wanted to go to Hong Kong and had been planning to do so for a long time.
But there were all kinds of people there, and the foreigners and major forces had already grabbed land. He wanted to make a name for himself there, but without the support of foreigners and people of Dai Li's level, it was basically a fantasy for him to become the boss.
The most heart-wrenching fact:
He is indeed old.
There is no longer enough energy and drive to fight.
Being able to live a stable life in the second half of life and having children and grandchildren have no worries about food and clothing is the greatest luxury.
"It seems that I have to make friends with you.
"Drink tea."
Du Yuesheng laughed.
“No one has suffered any loss by making friends with me.
“I told Mr. Yin that my business philosophy is 90:9, my friends are 90, and I am 100.
“I said it, and I did it.
“Because maintaining friendships is never based on emotions.
“It’s about real benefits and money.
“So, whether it was the Americans, the French, or the garrison officers, including Mr. Ziliang, they all regarded me as a close friend and a relative.
"Mr. Du, believe me.
"One day, you will defend me, the 'One', at all costs for the sake of the 'Nine'."
Hong Zhiyou said this, stood up and stretched out his hand.
Du Yuesheng sat there without moving, smoking quietly.
The smoke clouded his face.
Very vague.
Like a mysterious stone sculpture.
When he finished smoking, he extinguished the cigarette butt fiercely in the ashtray, then reached out his hand and shook hands with Hong Zhiyou firmly:
“No one doesn’t like money.
"When all is said and done, young man, you have a very thorough understanding of the world.
"I have made you a friend."
"Thank you, Mr. Du." Hong Zhiyou said. "I can release the person.
"But I'm afraid it will still be difficult for you to leave Shanghu alive.
“There are so many people who want you dead.
"If I don't kill you, someone else will."
Du Yuesheng said.
"Mao Sen?" Hong Zhiyou raised his eyebrows and said.
Du Yuesheng nodded and said, "Yes, Mao Sen hinted to me that he wanted to keep you in Shanghai."
“You know the methods of the Secret Service.
"In a way, letting you go is a risk for me.
"I believe you know Mao Sen's character well.
"If you leave, he will definitely be dissatisfied with me and make trouble for me."
After a pause, he looked at Hong Zhiyou and said, "Of course, as I said before, since I recognize you as my friend, I will bear these risks.
"I'm just curious as to how you left.
"According to reliable information, Mao Wanli returned to Jingling this morning."
“If I can’t leave, how can I come?
"But I just need Mr. Du to act out a scene with me."
Hong Zhi smiled confidently.
"What play?" Du Yuesheng asked.
Hong Zhiyou moved closer and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, Du Yuesheng immediately shouted:
"Come here, Hong Zhi insulted my Taisheng, and I executed him with my sword."
Dozens of swordsmen rushed out.
After a noisy.
The courtyard returned to peace.
at the same time.
Dozens of military vehicles were dispatched to the Shanghai Garrison Command.
Telegrams flew to various places like snowflakes.
One phone call after another broke the tranquility of the night.
……
Hangcheng.
Mao Sen got up very early, practiced a set of Tai Chi, and then made tea as usual.
He was in a pretty good mood.
"Stationmaster, there's news from Shanghai." The secretary walked in quickly.
"Read." Mao Sen said.
"Hong Zhiyou was executed by Du Yuesheng." said the secretary.
"Go on." Mao Sen said.
"It is said that during the negotiation, Hong Zhiyou angered Du Yuesheng, and he and his entourage were hacked to death on the spot by Du Yuesheng's swordsmen.
"Originally, Hong Zhiyou was going to spend the night at the Shanghai Garrison Headquarters.
"After receiving the news, Staff Officer Li of the Security Command immediately dispatched troops to the Green Gang headquarters.
“It was a stalemate for a long time.
"Staff Officer Li took the body away."
Secretary report.
"I understand." Mao Sen nodded lightly.
As he said that, he got up and went back to the inner room and dialed a number:
“Connect the bureau line and go to Shanghai Station.
"Hello, Stationmaster Wang, I'm Mao Sen.
"I heard that there was bloodshed at the Green Gang headquarters last night, and even Staff Officer Li from the Security Command was alarmed. Is this true?
"Okay, I know.
"Thank you, Stationmaster Wang."
After hanging up the phone, Mao Sen returned to the yard, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
According to Wang Xinheng, there was indeed a big commotion last night.
Du Yuesheng can no longer be contacted now.
He returned to the yard and saw a clerk whispering to the secretary.
Soon, the secretary reported:
"Stationmaster, there is new news.
"Du Yuesheng has been taken away by Staff Officer Li."
"Take it away?" Mao Sen frowned.
Du Yuesheng still has some status in Shanghai, and he dared to arrest people openly. It seems that Hong Zhi might really be dead.
"Ask the people at the Security Command to find out.
“Especially Hong Ji You.
"Whether it's life or death, I want confirmed news."
Mao Sen instructed his secretary.
"Okay, Stationmaster, I'll ask someone to find out right away." The secretary replied.
Mao Sen put down the teacup, stood up and took a long breath.
It would be better to die.
It's time to let Wu Laogou taste the power of the Jiangshan Gang.
Director Mao is in a high position and cannot move.
Not him!
Get beaten but don't fight back.
This is definitely not Mao Sen’s style!
Not only would he return the pain, but he would also make Wu Jingzhong suffer ten or a hundred times the pain.
Hong Zhiyou was Wu Jingzhong's tool for making money.
He is also his future son-in-law.
The pain Wu Jingzhong felt from this beast's blow was much more painful than when he lost his steward Zhuang.
Mao Wanli did not get the position of deputy station chief of Jinhai Station.
Killed Hong Zhiyou.
It can be considered a small comeback.
What’s even more gratifying is that the person who did it was Du Yuesheng.
Even if Wu Jingzhong knew that he was the one who secretly instigated it, he had no way to find fault. He would be suffocated to death by holding in this anger.
It feels so good.
……
Jingling.
Mao Renfeng leaned back on the soft leather recliner and looked at his nephew Mao Wanli with a smile:
“Wanli.
"With your merits and qualifications, it won't be a problem for you to be transferred to be the stationmaster of a Type B station.
"Zheng Jieming will soon be transferred to the Ministry of National Defense as Deputy Minister.
“I will arrange it for you immediately once I am transferred.
"If you have any intention, you can put it forward."
He has always been satisfied with this nephew.
"Uncle, can we move Wang Xinheng in Shanghai? If I can go to Shanghai, Mao Sen and I can support each other, and the Shanghai-Hangzhou area will be completely ours." Mao Wanli said ambitiously.
"Don't even think about going to Shanghai.
"Don't underestimate that place because it's the base of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang financial groups. If you get involved too deeply, something bad will happen.
“Besides, Jianfeng is currently fighting corruption.
"In my opinion, there will be sparks over there sooner or later. Going to Shanghai now is like jumping into a fire pit."
Mao Renfeng shook his head.
"What about Jinhai?" Mao Wanli asked with a thieving heart.
"Look, this is Yu Zecheng's appointment letter and commendation as deputy station chief. I only deducted one day's payment, and Wu Jingzhong called to urge me to pay it back.
"Tsukai, don't even think about it for a while."
Mao Renfeng said.
"Isn't it just luck that I picked up Ji Weimin?" Mao Wanli said dissatisfiedly.
“That’s called shit luck.
“I gave you so much intelligence and sent so many people.
“You searched Qingdao thoroughly but didn’t see anyone.
“How come Yu Zecheng was caught in just 24 hours?
"Wanli, if you lose, you lose. You have to admit it."
Mao Renfeng rolled his eyes at him.
“But this isn’t over yet.
"Zheng Jiemin has already taken Lu Qiaoshan away from the inspection room.
“Only a warning was given.”
After a pause, he said again.
"no?
"Being disloyal is a big violation of the family rules, and it's solved with just a warning?
"Uncle, this is a good opportunity for us to fight back against Zheng Jieming.
"The Cantonese gang doesn't follow the rules, and he has nowhere to go to seek justice.
“That Lu Qiaoshan is his adopted relative.
"Uncle, you can't let it go."
Mao Wanli became anxious.
“Confused.
"Zheng Jieming will soon become the Deputy Minister of National Defense.
"By then, he will be the immediate superior of our Secret Service.
"It won't do us any harm if I release Lu Qiaoshan now to ease the relationship.
"After all, we lost the position of deputy station chief this time.
“But cracks have also appeared in the relationship between Zheng, Wu and Jianfeng, especially Zheng Jieming, who will not swallow this.
"Just wait, this Lu Qiaoshan will have to fight back to Jinhai sooner or later.
“Don’t forget, he is a veteran in the reconstruction of Jinhai Station and knows a lot of inside information and Wu Jingzhong’s private affairs.
“Once he returns to Jinhai, it will be a bloody counterattack.
“Don’t mention the deputy station chief then.
"It's possible to be a stationmaster."
Mao Renfeng smiled shrewdly.
Mao Wanli was immediately happy when he heard it: "Uncle, when you say that, I feel clear in my mind."
"Oh, by the way, last night..."
He was just about to talk about Hong Zhiyou when Mao Renfeng's confidential secretary walked in:
"Director, Mr. Yanji from the attendant's office is here."
"Mr. Yanji!"
Mao Renfeng stood up quickly.
"Wanli, come with me to meet Mr. Yanji.
"He's not someone that everyone can meet whenever they want."
He gave Mao Wanli a look and went to the office building to greet him in person.
"Mr. Yanji, what brings you here?
"Please, please."
Mao Renfeng said with a smile on his face.
"If there is no other wind that can blow me,
"Director Mao, I came to see you for something important."
Chen Bulei went straight to the point.
Arrived at the reception room.
After Mao Renfeng had someone serve tea and seated them, he said, "Mr. Yanji, do you have any errands from above?"
"So be it.
"Who is this?" Chen Bulei had never seen Mao Wanli.
"My nephew Mao Wanli." Mao Renfeng introduced.
"Wanli meets Mr. Yanji." Mao Wanli said respectfully.
As a man of letters, Chen Bulei always looked down upon Sanmao and even Dai Li, regarding them as despicable people and butchers.
If Zhang Qun hadn’t been on a business trip today.
Since this is a matter of great importance to the party and the country, he would not make this trip.
"Wanli, you go down first." Mao Renfeng waved his hand when he saw that he looked unhappy.
"Yes."
Mao Wanli bowed to the two of them and retreated.
"Mr. Yanji, please." Mao Renfeng raised his hand to serve tea.
"This time, I'm entrusted by Young Master Yu from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce to ask you to guarantee someone." Chen Bulei said.
“Bonding people is our specialty in the Secret Service.
"The person who can make you make this trip in person must be someone extraordinary."
Mao Renfeng laughed.
“He’s definitely not an ordinary person.
"He is Hong Zhiyou, the secretary of Jinhai Station!"
Chen Bulei said.
……
(End of this chapter)