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"Brother Rong, do you need me to kill that guy named Charles? The way that guy thinks he is superior makes me very unhappy!"

"Fuck! Do you think I feel good looking at you?!"

In the nightclub hall, the original noisy atmosphere has disappeared. The crowd that was still full has now dispersed, including the old ghost Tanaka Jiro was also taken away by Charles. Apparently he was worried that he would be persecuted by someone if he continued to stay here.

Thinking of the arrogant look in the guy named Charles' eyes before leaving, Zheng Jirong sneered and said:

"He just had a conflict with us here, and then he was shot to death in the blink of an eye. Isn't it obvious to tell others that it was us, the Ax Gang, who did it?"

"Then first kill that old devil named Tanaka. Every one of these bastards will be killed, and none of them will be wronged!"

Hearing Peng Yixing's murderous words, Zheng Jirong turned to look at him and said angrily: "Okay, I know your kid is a murderer, didn't you see that old ghost went with them? You want to kill them, how long will it take?" God will tell you later!”

After saying that, Zheng Jirong jumped off the stage and looked at the guard Asan who was lying in a mess on the ground. He waved his hands in disgust and said: "Throw all these things to me on the dock. I feel dirty even if you look at them." !”

"And these."

He then looked at the waiters and dancers who were shaking their heads in the corner. As expected, there was no Chinese, they were all White Russians.

Since the October GM broke out in Russia, the beaches in Shanghai have been filled with these White Russians who have fled from the aristocracy, military officers and intellectuals.

Although they are all Belarusians who have fled, they are very polarized. Those who have brought enough gold and silver or have deposits in foreign banks live a very happy life in Shanghai. The Western-style villas on Xiafei Road are very popular. Eight of the buildings were bought and lived in by these Belarusians.

But most of them fled in a hurry and became refugees when they arrived in Shanghai. In order to make a living, they had to sell blankets and woolen cloths on the streets. They sold suits and soaps on the streets, drove elevators in buildings, and acted as janitors. Or work as a bodyguard for a senior Chinese person.

There are people doing the same job as the lower class Chinese poor, and some even living on the streets as thieves.

However, although Belarusian men have a hard life, their women live like a fish in water.

In Shanghai these days, almost half of the waitresses and dancers in cafes, dance halls and nightclubs are White Russian women.

According to statistics, among the Russian women and girls in Shanghai, there are more than 1,600 professional prostitutes and prostitutes. Western fast food has become popular throughout Shanghai.

After a brief glance, he raised his hand and pointed out a few pretty dancers, "Keep these few, and get the rest of them out of here."

Upon seeing this, Peng Yixing came over and said, "Brother Rong, you have to dismiss so many dancing girls at once, do you want to change your profession?"

"That's right."

Zheng Jirong looked around the lobby of the nightclub. He had to say that the entire Rislton area was quite large. The spacious lobby was filled with numerous sofas, tables and chairs, which were large enough to accommodate a large number of guests.

In addition to the first floor, there are private rooms on each floor on the second, third and fourth floors, providing guests with a lot of private space.

And the location is also excellent, right in the most prosperous area of ​​the entire public concession.

Whether it is used to open a nightclub, a hotel or a restaurant, it will undoubtedly make a lot of money. However, Zheng Jirong does not intend to use such a good place for business.

"What do you think about renovating this place and opening a club?"

"club?"

"That's right!"

Zheng Jirong lit a cigarette and said slowly: "More than ten years ago, the foreign devils founded a club in the concession called the most luxurious club in Asia, called the Royal Club. It was the most important social venue for the Japanese in Asia. , and also built a 34-meter-long bar in the lobby [the longest bar in the Far East], which can be said to have stolen the limelight.”

“Over on Fuzhou Road, the Germans have opened another [Concord Club], which has a bar, a billiard room, an auditorium, a dance hall, and a restaurant. Almost all the Germans in ZG will go there to party and socialize whenever they come to Shanghai. "

"In addition to France, Portugal, Italy and even the Black Dragon Club headquarters that we set fire to yesterday, foreign devils from almost every country have created a club on our land. In name, it is a place for social entertainment. In fact, What we are discussing behind the scenes is how to infringe and carve up our country’s territory and interests!”

"I see!"

Du Dapeng patted his chest and said in a loud voice: "I will take people to blow up all those foreign devils' clubs tonight! Let them all go to the underworld to socialize with the brats!"

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Zheng Jirong sighed after hearing this and patted the kid on the back, "Before you speak from now on, please listen to me first. Do you know that it makes me, the boss, the person who earns money, very ignorant?"

"oh"

Zheng Jirong shook his head helplessly and continued: "If foreigners can open any kind of club, why can't we Chinese do it?!"

"I'm going to open the largest Chinese club in Asia! Hang a sign at the door saying "Foreigners and dogs are not allowed" in eight languages!"

"Those who are being welcomed and sent off are all patriotic people who are saving the country, and the discussion is all about how to resist foreign enemies and revitalize the country."

"The foreigners can do it, why can't we do it?"

After saying that, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction at his idea, beckoned and said, "Call Master and let him decorate this place within a week."

"I'm going now, but Brother Rong," Peng Yixing said with a frown, "I guess that sign won't last long. After all, this is a concession, and the foreign government is in charge of us."

"It doesn't matter if we can hang out as long as we can, even if we can only hang out for an hour. The point is to hang out to show our attitude."

"Understood"

After receiving Zheng Jirong's instructions, Peng Yixing was ready to go upstairs to find a phone.

For rich and powerful people like them, after traveling to this world, the basic necessities of life have not changed much. Their clothes are still handmade and customized, and they eat at the most famous restaurants in the city. There are servants when they come in and out. Car, life is still very nourishing.

But the only thing is that it is really inconvenient to contact someone. You have to find a landline to call every time, and you may not always be able to find one.

At this moment, the closed door of the nightclub was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

After Tie Zhu glanced around the hall, he quickly walked to Zheng Jirong and whispered a few words.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zheng Jirong stamped out the cigarette butts and raised a grin on his face, "I'm worried that I don't have anywhere to vent my anger. Lead the way!"

Inside the warehouse, the dim lights flickered, and the air was filled with the smell of various seafood. The strong smell made it almost impossible to breathe.

However, Kumaboichi had no time to take care of this.

At this time, his hands and feet were tightly tied to the chair. Not only was his body unable to move, but several smelly rags were also stuffed in his mouth.

His face was covered in bruises, and he had obviously just suffered a severe beating.

"I'm sorry, brother, it's my first time to hit someone, Chow Tai Fook, so it's not a big deal, don't be surprised."

"Uncle Fu, are you mistaken? This bastard is the commander of the Japanese army. He has killed countless ZG people. Killing him will bring virtue to future generations!"

"Damn it, you didn't tell me earlier!"

After hearing this, Zhou Dafu immediately picked up a wooden stick thicker than a human head and prepared to accumulate good deeds for himself.

"No, no, no," Hua Mi quickly stopped him when he saw this, "Brother Rong is coming soon. You want to beat him to death. Who will the boss see when he comes?"

"That's right. We'll deal with him later!"

Looking at the two people playing tricks in front of him, Kuzhenbo's eyes were filled with deep anger.

Just half an hour ago, he received a dart on a letterhead at home. There was no signature on the letter, but the content made him feel shivers down his spine.

The letter states that all his family members are in the hands of the owner of the envelope, and life and death are only determined by his thoughts. If he wants to save them, he must go to the place specified in the letter.

Jiuzhen didn't care about his women at all. With his power, women were everywhere, but his son was indeed his real weakness. He was already over fifty and had no confidence that he could have another child.

What's more, in addition to several illegitimate children, the eldest son he brought specially from Japan was also kidnapped by this group of people. How could he bear it?

But even though his weakness was in someone else's hands, he never thought of letting it go without any help.

After reading the envelope, he immediately prepared to secretly mobilize troops to surround the location specified in the letter. But just when he picked up the phone, a mysterious man suddenly broke in. Before he could draw his gun, he was Knocked out directly.

When he woke up, he had been tied up in the warehouse, and was severely beaten by the old man and the young man in front of him.

Jiuzhen, who had been a master in Shanghai for so many years, thought of the insult he had suffered, and his whole face turned red with anger, as if he was about to bleed.

"Oh, you still dare to stare at me?"

When Hua Mi saw this, he slapped her hard in the face, "You're going to look at it again?! You're still looking at it, right?!"

Snapped! Bang bang bang!

Waves of slaps suddenly sounded in the warehouse, each slap was loud and cruel!

Hua Mi waved his painful palm, but seeing that Jiuzhen still looked unconvinced, he rolled his eyes and snorted: "You came here because you want to see your wife and children, right? Let me tell you some bad news. Your whole family is... They are all dead, I want to see them... in the next life!"

After Jiuzhen heard this, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. Seeing his appearance, Hua Mi said with a smile:

"I have to say that you, an old devil, have really good eyesight, especially your Japanese wife, tsk tsk tsk, her butt is really round, but it's a pity, she's just a little short, so you can lift her up with just one movement. Oh, I’m so tired.”

After hearing his words, Jiuzhen's inner anger could no longer be contained, and his chest heaved violently, as if he was about to explode. He pulled hard and struggled, twisting his body constantly, trying to get out of the chair.

Chow Tai Fook and Hua Mi were no longer polite when they saw this, they picked up the guys in their hands and prepared to greet him!

"stop!"

Zheng Jirong, who saw this scene as soon as he entered the warehouse, immediately stopped them. He strode up to Kusama Hoichi, glanced at the guy's bloody scars and swollen cheeks, and then turned towards Chow Tai Fook and the two of them. Zuo was dissatisfied and said:

"You are asked to guard prisoners, how can you abuse lynching?"

"us."

"What are you guys doing?"

Zheng Jirong waved his hands towards the two of them, "Remember to punish yourself with three drinks later. Let's go out first."

"oh"

Chow Tai Fook and Hua Mi looked at each other, shrugged and walked out of the warehouse. Just as they were about to close the door, they heard a louder slap than before from inside!

Snapped--!

This palm was so powerful that the air seemed to be sucked out with a loud bang!

After Zheng Jirong finished whipping him, he raised his foot and kicked him out fiercely. Kuzhenbo and his chair were thrown away by this kick and hit hard against the wall of the warehouse.

With a dull sound, the chair with Jiuzhen tied to it was suddenly knocked to pieces and scattered into a pile of fragments!

Looking at Kuma Hoichi who had fainted not far away, Zheng Jirong raised his hand to hold his neck and moved it a few times, then waved to the side.

Peng Yixing, who had been a follower for several days, had already figured out his boss's habits and quickly took out a cigarette and lit it for him.

"call"

Zheng Jirong exhaled a puff of smoke, pointed in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Wake this guy up, how can it be so easy to die when he gets to me!"

boom--!

The originally silent warehouse suddenly rang out with a gunshot, and Kuzhenbo, who had his toe pierced, "woke up" in an instant, covering his toes and wailing and screaming.

Seeing several people around him looking at him strangely, Peng Yixing coughed lightly and put the gun back.

"It wakes you up faster this way."

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Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders and walked slowly to Jiuzhen. Looking at the scattered wood fragments on the ground and the layers of rags thrown out by gravity, he shook his head and smiled: "I'm sorry, Captain Jiuzhen, I didn't catch it by accident." force."

".I, I knew it was you!"

Jiuzhen endured the severe pain, looked up at the man in front of him and said solemnly: "Where is my family?! Where are they?! Did you kill them all?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Which one are you asking about?"

After hearing his answer, Jiuzhen's heart, which was still holding on to a trace of luck, instantly sank. After being stunned for a few seconds, the anger and unwillingness in his heart exploded like ignited gunpowder.

He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Zheng Jirong with red eyes. His movements were swift and decisive, obviously intending to avenge his family.

However, as soon as he stood up, the foot that had always been wearing leather shoes stepped hard on his face, pushing him back to the ground.

Zheng Jirong looked at Kuma Hoichi coldly, without the slightest sympathy in his eyes, "Tell me, you, a man with children, dare to mess with me?"

"I might as well tell you that I killed all the Japanese people who died in Shanghai yesterday. Just because you, old man, offended people who shouldn't have been offended, they all suffered because of you!"

Hearing his words, Kusamaho breathed heavily and replied with hatred in his eyes: "You can't escape. I am the captain of the garrison. There are no more than three officers with higher positions than me in all the garrison. If I die, All of you Ax Gang will have to be buried with me!"

"joke!"

Zheng Jirong sneered: "Who knew you were killed by my Ax Gang? If I kill you and throw you on the street, the people will only think that you were a refugee and were attacked and looted by thugs. No one will think that you are a gangster." hands!"

"never mind."

Zheng Jirong suddenly let go of the foot he was stepping on, raised it and dusted it twice before saying calmly: "Looking at your frustrated look, I have no interest in torturing you anymore. Tiezhu, I leave it to you, don't let him It’s too easy to die.”

"Okay!" Tie Zhu grinned eagerly.

"Let's go," Zheng Jirong nodded to Peng Yixing and others: "This old devil's whole family is dead, let's go and open the champagne to celebrate."

After Kuzhenbo heard this, his body trembled involuntarily. Looking at the man's back, he still asked in disbelief: "What did you just say?!"

Zheng Jirong turned to look at him, with a cold smile on his lips, "I said your whole family is dead, and we want to celebrate with champagne."

"Your whole family is dead, we're going to celebrate with champagne!"

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