Chapter 351
Outside the security headquarters.
"Excuse me, Brother Shen." Zheng Jirong stretched out his hand to an officer beside him and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, Longhua Town is not far from Zhabei. If Brother Shen has time in the future, you are welcome to come to Zhabei as a guest and let me entertain you." .”
"Mr. Zheng, you're welcome." The officer held his hand and said with the same smile: "I followed the commander to Shanghai not long ago. Speaking of which, I am not familiar with many places here. I think I will never nag Mr. Zheng less often in the future. .”
"Hahaha, I welcome you anytime."
This officer surnamed Shen was one of Bai Chongxi's adjutants and the person he sent to deal with Zheng Jirong. His main responsibility was to receive fees and provide military support to Zheng Jirong.
Originally, Adjutant Shen was a little disdainful of Zheng Jirong, the leader of the high-end gang, but when he learned that Zheng could provide their Northern Expeditionary Army with nearly one million silver dollars in military expenses every month, his attitude suddenly changed. The 180-degree change has been delivered to the door, and I still can’t bear to go back.
"Brother Chen," Zheng Jirong coughed lightly as he felt the boy holding his hand tightly and wouldn't let go, "Miss Bai and I are getting ready to go home."
"Oh! Look at me"
Adjutant Shen immediately let go of his hand, patted his forehead and said sheepishly, "I forget the time as soon as we start talking."
After speaking, he shouted to the soldiers standing guard outside: "Go and bring the car over and send Mr. Zheng and others back!"
"No, no, no," Zheng Jirong waved his hand and said, "We can just drive ourselves, so I won't bother you."
Upon hearing this, Adjutant Shen glanced at Bai Xiuzhu, who had been holding Zheng Jirong's arm, and nodded quickly in agreement: "Okay, then I won't send you off, Mr. Zheng. If you encounter any trouble in Shanghai in the future, Brother Zheng must remember to come to me." , I will lead troops to help you settle things at any time!"
"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong nodded and smiled: "Then I'd like to thank Brother Shen first!"
"Have you said enough?"
Bai Xiuzhu interrupted impatiently: "If you want to chat, just talk slowly here. I'll go back first."
When Zheng Jirong heard this, he immediately turned to look at her dissatisfied, "I'm talking to my friend, why are you interrupting?"
"you!!!"
"What are you?! Go wait for me in the car!"
Bai Xiuzhu was speechless. To what Adjutant Shen expected, she didn't lose her temper. After glaring at Zheng Jirong, she actually got into the car obediently.
hiss.
Adjutant Shen's eyes almost dropped when he saw this scene. This is their Commander Bai's niece and the sister of the deputy prime minister in the north. Brother Zheng, how dare he do that? !
After Bai Xiuzhu left, Zheng Jirong sighed helplessly and said, "Hey, this girl Xiuzhu has a bit of an arrogant personality, which makes Brother Shen laugh."
"Don't dare to laugh. Don't dare to laugh."
A moment.
After chatting with Adjutant Shen some interesting stories he had heard, Zheng Jirong said goodbye and returned to the car.
Looking at Bai Xiuzhu who was sitting in the back seat and looking out the window silently, Zheng Jirong did not start the car, but asked knowingly: "Why don't you sit in the front? No one talks to me while driving, but it is very boring."
Seeing that the girl still didn't speak, Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you angry?"
"snort!"
Bai Xiuzhu snorted and turned her head to the other side.
Seeing this, Zheng Jirong had no choice but to explain patiently: "Didn't you see the look in the eyes of those soldiers and officers when they entered the headquarters just now? I bet eight out of ten of them were secretly cursing me for being a freeloader."
"If you continue to lose your temper with me at this time, wouldn't that confirm what they are thinking?"
"No matter how high or low one's status is, a woman should put her man first, think about him in everything, and give him face at all times, are you right?"
After Bai Xiuzhu heard what he said, she pouted and said angrily: "I just asked you to finish talking early, why are you so cruel to me?"
After saying this, she said with a coy expression: "Besides, who said you are my man? I just introduced you to your uncle in order to repay your life-saving grace last time."
"Okay!" Zheng Jirong, who found the opportunity, immediately raked it over and said, "I know you are still thinking about that Jin Yanxi from Peiping!"
"I don't!"
Bai Xiuzhu immediately shook her head and denied, "I did like him, but that was a long time ago."
"I see you just can't forget him."
"Oh, I really didn't."
"I see it!"
Bai Xiuzhu, who was originally dissatisfied, could not remember the incident of sulking. At this time, she was explaining one sentence after another in a hurry, for fear of being misunderstood by the man in front of her.
Facing her explanation, Zheng Jirong pretended to be dissatisfied and calmly started the car.
The night falls and the lanterns come on.
Inside the Sanchongtian Nightclub, the headquarters of the Ax Gang in Zhabei.
At this time, the nightlife in Shanghai has just begun. Under the brilliant lights, the atmosphere in the nightclub is extremely lively.
Beside the dance floor, Zheng Jirong was leaning on a sofa, biting a cigar and looking at a group of Belarusian dancers dancing on the stage.
These White Russian women are extremely tall, with not only slender and well-proportioned legs, but also plump and feminine breasts. Compared with the women of the Republic of China who had just expanded their breasts, these hairy girls exuded eye-catching sexual tension. .
"What about Brother Rong?" The master squatted aside and fanned Zheng Jirong with a fan while saying, "If you like anyone, I will ask her to accompany you in the evening, or let them all come together?"
"Damn, you thought I was a pervert, and you let them go together, you can't think of that!"
Zheng Jirong looked at the group of singing and dancing girls and said disdainfully: "You have the nerve to serve me this kind of thing that has been fucked by so many men. Do you believe that even if I shout below them, there will be an echo? "
"ah?"
The master was stunned when he heard this. He scratched his head and thought for a moment. He just didn't understand what Zheng Jirong meant, but he could also see that his boss didn't like these foreign girls.
"Brother Rong, if you like local products, we don't have them in Sanzhongtian." The master followed up and said: "The store just hired a group of dancers a few days ago, and there are two girls in it who are absolutely beautiful. I saw How pitiful!"
"Yeah?"
Zheng Jirong said nonchalantly: "Call me out and take a look. I happened to walk all the way outside today and my legs are a little sore. I asked them to come over and give me a leg rub."
"okay."
A few minutes later, the master brought two women in cheongsam and very beautiful makeup to Zheng Jirong.
The two women's figures are as perfect as carefully carved works of art. Their waists are slender, their hips are plump, and their legs are slender. Every detail exudes female charm, but what makes Zheng Jirong stand out the most is their charming appearance.
While he looks good, he also looks a little familiar.
"Brother Rong, the one on the left is called Jin Zhaoli, and the one on the right is called Ren Daidai."
After the introduction, the master approached Zheng Jirong and whispered: "These two girls are from innocent families who were sold into the nightclub because of their family debts. They have just entered the nightclub two days ago. Originally, that damn Chen Chen was going to give them sex in these two days." "
After hearing this, Zheng Jirong nodded with satisfaction. He originally thought of calling the two girls over to kill time, but he didn't expect there would be a surprise.
He pointed to the seat next to him, "Don't just stand there, sit down."
The two women looked at each other, nodded and said, "Thank you, boss."
After finishing speaking, the two walked to Zheng Jirong, but they did not sit on the sofa, but sat directly on Zheng Jirong's lap, one on the left and one on the right.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Feeling the tight elasticity on his thighs, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but secretly sigh. He didn't expect that the services provided by entertainment venues decades ago would be so user-friendly.
After hugging the two girls and chatting for a while, Zheng Jirong asked the master who had been waiting next to him: "How did you do what you were told during the day?"
After hearing this, the master replied seriously: "It's done! Brother Rong, you don't know. Those guys were so excited when they found out that our Ax Gang changed its leader! They were all crying and shouting to come to see you, Brother Rong." "
"Really?" Zheng Jirong asked curiously: "Is Chen Chen so unpopular?"
"Of course," the master patted his chest and said, "What I'm telling you is absolutely true. Chen Chen has a moody character. When he gets angry, he likes to hack people with an axe. If he doesn't like it, he will take it out on his younger brothers. , do you think the brothers will be unhappy knowing that he is dead?"
"That's right, how many people did you recruit this time?"
"Eight hundred."
"What? Eight hundred?!"
"Yes, eight hundred."
"What the hell."
Zheng Jirong immediately pushed away the two women who were massaging his chest and thighs, stood up, grabbed his master's collar, lifted his feet off the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Are you kidding me deliberately? The Ax Gang There are three thousand people in total, and you have gathered one-third of them for me?! Didn’t you just say that they were very excited and happy when they found out that the gang leader had been changed!"
"This, this, this"
The master hurriedly explained: "They were indeed very happy, but this was before I told them that the Ax Gang would not sell cigarettes or smuggle people. After I said this, they immediately turned their backs."
He then pointed at Peng Yixing, who had been sitting on the opposite side of the sofa with his eyes closed, "If you don't believe me, ask this Brother Peng. At that time, those guys knew that our Ax Gang was going to be a good man from now on, and they almost took out their axes and hacked me to death. If it hadn't been for him I shot and killed a few, Brother Rong, you may not even be able to see me now!"
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong turned to look at Peng Yixing. After seeing him nod slightly, Zheng Jirong released his grip on his master's hand and said, "That's good. Our Ax Gang wants to improve, so there's no harm in having a few less arrogant people."
He then sat back between the two girls as if nothing had happened, and asked the master who fell to the ground: "Since only 800 people have been gathered, where have the other more than 2,000 people gone? It's impossible for them to wash their hands in the golden basin, right? .”
The master shook his head and said with hesitant eyes: "They. Most of them re-established a Hammer Gang, and the rest joined other gangs sporadically."
He then looked up at Zheng Jirong and continued: "Brother Rong, our Ax Gang is the smallest in Zhabei right now. Not only is our manpower inferior to other gangs, we don't even have the backstage. If this continues, sooner or later it will be annexed by others. "
"Haha", Zheng Jirong sneered: "What's the use of being too tough and having more backstage? People must rely on themselves."
He raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite the sofa, "A Xing, you go to the so-called Hammer Gang tonight. By the way, besides them, you also go to the other gangs in Zhabei."
"clear."
Peng Yixing grinned with excitement, nodded slightly to Zheng Jirong, and walked quickly outside the nightclub.
Looking at his hurried back, Zhou Xingzu, who had been eating a fruit plate, worried: "Brother Rong, although A Xing is good at shooting, is it too much to ask him to kill thousands of people by himself?"
"puff"
Zheng Jirong, who had just taken a sip of wine, choked and coughed twice. Seeing this, the two girls Jin Zhaoli on the side quickly stroked his chest and patted his back.
"Which of your ears heard that I asked him to kill thousands of people?"
"Huh? Didn't you just ask Ah Xing for a visit?"
"I asked him to assassinate all the leaders of the big and small gangs," Zheng Jirong said angrily: "Killing thousands of people, you think A Xing is Ram Bo!"
"Oh Then I understand."
Zheng Jirong rolled his eyes at this kid helplessly. He found that the characters in these nonsensical movies would either do some puzzling actions or ask some questions that made people laugh or cry.
What troubled him was that most of his closest brothers and friends seemed to be these comedy characters. Looking at it this way, it was no wonder that his life on Hong Kong Island was so colorful.
"Boss", the master who was kneeling on the ground didn't know what he thought of. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and said directly: "Chief Jiuzhen from the Japanese Concession just sent someone to the nightclub to look for me."
"oh?"
Hearing the news about the little devil, Zheng Jirong suddenly became interested and said, "Tell me about it."
"He seemed to know the news about Chen Chen's death." The master got up from the ground, leaned in front of Zheng Jirong and said, "He said he didn't care who the leader of the Ax Gang was, but he took a monthly commission from our business. The fee will be increased from 30% to 40%, and he also said.”
Seeing that this guy suddenly lowered his head and remained silent, Zheng Jirong frowned and said, "You should tell me what I said."
The master raised his head and glanced at Zheng Jirong, and said cautiously: "He said that beating a dog depends on the owner. You know that Chen Chen is a dog raised by the Japanese people, but you dare to touch him. I want you to cut off two fingers and send them to him personally tomorrow." The Japanese Concession apologizes.”
"."
After hearing what he said, Zheng Jirong laughed dumbly and said, "Did you just say that he asked me to cut off my fingers and go to him to apologize?"
The master didn't dare to take a breath at this time, and replied with a trembling voice: "Well, that's what the person he sent said."
"Um"
Zheng Jirong put his hand on the master's head and smiled as usual: "Is the guy he sent to find you still here?"
"exist"
"Very good", Zheng Jirong slowly stood up from the sofa, flexing his fists and feet, and said casually: "Take me over to find him."