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Chapter 348 "Master, what is the most important thing about being a gang leader?!"

As the saying goes, if a soldier is a coward, then a whole bunch of them will be cowards. If Chen Chen, the boss of the Ax Gang, was leading the team this time, he might have bravely fought Zheng Jirong to the end. It was a pity that a weakling like the master was the one who came.

The moment Zheng Jirong raised the machine gun with both hands, the master, who was still looking unhappy at first, instantly lost his legs and knelt down in front of him.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Zheng Jirong did not make it too difficult for them. He just ordered Ah Xing and the others to tie up the hands and feet of these guys and lock them up in the Bodhisattva Temple at the entrance of the city wall.

"Axing."

Zheng Jirong slapped Zhou Xingzu on the head, "What are you looking at?"

"No," Zhou Xingzu looked at his butt in confusion, "Brother Rong, what kind of special power do you have? How can you take such a big machine gun out from behind your butt?"

"This is my ability to make a living, how can I tell you."

Zheng Jirong then took out a handful of silver coins from his pocket and said, "You and Dafu go buy some gifts and take a walk in the walled city. By the way, tell them that I will take full responsibility for this matter so that they don't worry."

"Oh"

"Damn it, being a man and a woman should give you a sense of accomplishment, right?"

Seeing Zheng Jirong's silence, the master continued to explain: "Now Shanghai is almost full of concessions. Although Zhabei and Nancheng are not small, except for some government departments, they are almost poor. Although there is oil and water, they are not Very limited.”

Grass!
After listening to what he said, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Is it so aggrieved to be a gangster in Shanghai?"
"The Ax Gang used to be a chivalrous gang whose mission was to save the country and serve the people. Now you are openly following the Japanese. Are there no members in the gang who object?"

Zheng Jirong smiled, supported his master with both hands, put his arm on his shoulders and said, "Master, what do you think of me becoming the leader of this Ax Gang?"

"Three thousand? You dare to trick me?"

"That's natural," the master said deliberately: "At least one-third of the restaurants and nightclubs in the entire Japanese Concession are owned by our Axe."

"Okay, then I'll believe you for once."

Seeing the Ax Gang members in front of him whose hands and feet were tied and lying in pieces on the ground, Zheng Jirong lit a cigarette, took a puff and said slowly: "Do you want to live?"

The master continued to reply: "Besides Zhabei, we also have territory in the Japanese Concession."

"Half of Zhabei is our territory!"

"The most lucrative area in Shanghai is the concession, but it is the private land of foreigners. How can we get involved for no reason? So in order to make money, we can only act as dogs for these foreigners."

In today's ZG, there are wars and warlords everywhere. In some areas, thousands of people and a few guns can even rule a place and become the local emperor. If an ordinary high-level gang in Shanghai can have tens of thousands of members, what a special What kind of fun is this? Wouldn't it be better to become a warlord?
Looking at it this way, Hong Kong Island is really abnormal. A high-end gang can easily number tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people. I don’t know how it develops.

Zheng Jirong put his arm on the armrest of the chair and asked casually: "How many people are there in the Ax Gang?"

call.
Zheng Jirong exhaled a puff of smoke, shook the cigarette butt between his fingers and said calmly: "It seems that after I take over the Ax Gang, I will have to recruit new talents."

"Don't pretend! Absolutely not!"

"miss you!"

Zheng Jirong then asked: "Where is your main territory?"

Zheng Jirong burst out laughing when he heard this. Hey Gang who doesn't bully the common people? Do you think you are Huasheng?
"In other words, your backstage is the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai?"

He then said with a hint of threat in his eyes: "Mr. Jiuzhen, the commander of the Japanese concession [Shanghai Garrison Infantry Brigade], has always had a cooperative relationship with our Ax Gang. Because of this, the forces of our Ax Gang can intervene in the concession."

The master shouted in horror: "When I was still in my mother's womb, the fortune teller pointed at my mother's belly and said that the child's biggest shortcoming in the future is that he will not be able to pretend to be confused!"

The master raised three fingers and promised: "I just did the statistics not long ago."

"Oh? You can also plant flags on Japanese territory?"

After listening to what he said, Zheng Jirong thought for a while and then nodded slowly. It seemed that he had mistakenly brought the situation in Hong Kong Island to Shanghai.

"hehe."

"And we only have business dealings with the Japanese and have never helped them bully our ZG people."

"Besides, the Songhu Police Headquarters is right in Shanghai. How can these soldiers sit back and watch as our Hi-Gang has tens of thousands of young workers?"

"Yes," the master nodded in agreement, then suddenly raised his head in surprise and said, "You want to take over the Ax Gang?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help laughing loudly. Just when the master was confused, he raised his hand and slapped the guy hard on the face.

"Very good." Zheng Jirong looked at him and smiled and said, "You answer whatever I ask. If you dare to pretend to be confused, I will cut off your head in front of the Bodhisattva and give it to Chen Chen."

The master first shook his head, then nodded again without knowing what he thought of: "Yes, yes, but since Brother Chen became the leader of the gang, he has used various means to get rid of those people, and also recruited new members."

"Well, he's not as tall as the commander. Mr. Jiuzhen is the captain of the regiment."

After the grandfather and grandson left, Zheng Jirong dragged an imperial chair to the master and others.

Zheng Jirong frowned and said, "Ding Li has tens of thousands of people, but your Ax Gang only has three thousand?"

Upon hearing this, the master quickly explained: "Mr. Zheng, don't listen to Ding Li's nonsense. It's hard to say whether Zhang Wanlin has five thousand men. How can he, Ding Li, have tens of thousands?"

puff.
The master spat out blood foam from his mouth, held his swollen cheek and begged for mercy: "Mr. Zheng, please forgive me. Nowadays, almost every Hi Gang in Shanghai cooperates with foreigners. We are not the only ones doing this."

"Three thousand!"

"you"

Seeing that Zheng Jirong still looked unbelieving, the master followed up and said: "Mr. Zheng, you don't know something. Although there are many people in Shanghai, most of the young and middle-aged people have been forced to join the army. The rest They are all young or already married, how many of these people will join the Hi Gang?"

The master nodded quickly and replied.

"Hahahaha"

"Actually, compared to when Gang Leader Wang was in office, the power of the Ax Gang has expanded several times. Not only are we the eldest brothers making money, but the younger brothers also have plenty of money. Now even if they are allowed to rebel, no one will be willing to do so. .”

The master said blankly: "Mr. Zheng, do you want to be a high-level gangster?"

"Yeah," Zheng Jirong opened his arms and said, "Don't you think I look like a Hi Gang?"

"Like! But..."

The master glanced at him secretly and said: "Mr. Zheng, if you want to, you can set up one by yourself. Now there are refugees outside the city. It's easy to recruit people. Why worry about our Ax Gang?"

"Of course the Ax Gang is not worth mentioning now. All I care about is your past reputation."

Zheng Jirong pressed his shoulders and said, "I will be the gang leader, and you will continue to be my master. If you do well enough, I will spare your life, how about that?"

"What should I do, Brother Chen?"

"What else can he do if he's a dead man?"

Zheng Jirong lowered his head and approached him and asked: "Come, tell me where this brother Chen is now. When he is killed, I will be my gang leader and you will continue to be your master."

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Inside Sanchongtian Nightclub.

The Ax Gang boys in black suits were loading wads of banknotes into suitcases, all of which were to be sent to the security headquarters.

Looking at the bulging suitcase, Chen Chen, who was lying on a chair smoking a cigarette, felt his heart bleeding.

A whole hundred thousand silver dollars, these few months have been wasted! After the master kidnaps the guy named Zheng Jirong, he must be tortured to relieve his anger!

"Brother Chen."

The younger brother ran up to him and said, "The money has been packed. Should I send it over now?"

"Damn, are you so blind?"

Chen Chen stared at him and cursed: "Didn't you see that I'm busy now? Let Master deliver it when he comes back!"

"Oh!"

After the younger brother retreated, Chen Chen took out his pocket watch and took a look at it. His brows couldn't help but frown slightly. He was just a country bumpkin caught in the walled city. Why hasn't he come back after so long? He won't be in trouble, right?

At this moment, two younger brothers suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

When they saw Chen Chen, who was smoking leisurely on the sofa, they hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Something happened, boss!"

"Ok?"

Chen Chen immediately stood up from the sofa. He shook his body and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Those soldiers are here again?"

"Ah? No." The two younger brothers looked at each other and said.

"Fuck! Then you are so anxious!"

He spread out in his position again, smoked a cigarette calmly and asked, "Tell me, what happened."

"It's Master! One of our brothers saw Master and the man named Zheng from Chengzhai coming over in a car."

"Go to NM. I sent my master to arrest the man named Zheng. What's all the fuss about!"

"No," the younger brother approached Chen Chen and said, "Except for the master, we didn't see any of the brothers sent, and the driver was the master himself. They are now a street away."

"what?!"

Chen Chen sat up suddenly.

After a while, outside the nightclub.

Zheng Jirong winked at Peng Yixun who was in the car. After he got off the car and left, Zheng Jirong raised his hand to the master in the driver's seat and said, "Master, please."

"Forehead"

Looking at the Ax Gang's base camp outside, the master looked at Zheng Jirong and Zhou Xingzu in the car, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Zheng, are you a little exaggerated if you just want to kill Brother Chen?"

Seeing his frightened look, Zheng Jirong smiled and asked, "Let me ask you, how many people are there in this nightclub?"

"There must be hundreds of people," the master replied.

"How many guns are there?"

"At least there are more than twenty! And they are all Thompson submachine guns!"

"Isn't that okay?"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said: "There are not even rocket launchers and grenades. There are only a few broken guns in total. What is there to be afraid of?"

"Mr. Zheng, where is your hometown?"

"Why do you ask?"

"No," the master said seriously, "Are you really not released from the Abnormal Human Research Center?"

"Get out of here! Get off the bus right now!"

Tens of seconds later, as the glass door rotated, Zheng Jirong carried Master and Asing into the nightclub.

It is worth mentioning that the nightclubs during the Republic of China did not look much worse than they did a few decades later. There were all kinds of dance floors and bars, but the quality of the dancers was unknown.

After casually glancing at the hall, Zheng Jirong turned his attention to the opposite side. Under the leadership of Chen Chen, a group of Ax Gang boys in suits were pointing their guns at him with unkind expressions.

He slapped his lips and said with a smile: "The person who came here is not a good person."

When Chen Chen saw the three of them, he was not in a hurry to shoot them to death. Instead, he raised the cigarette rod in his hand, pointed at Zheng Jirong and cursed: "Go to hell! You bastard is so brave, kill them." You didn’t tell our second boss, but now you dare to knock on the door?!”

"Eh?"

Zheng Jirong pinched the back of his master's neck with his left hand and said to him: "Brother Chen, have you misunderstood? This time, your master from the Ax Gang personally invited me over."

"what?"

"It seems that you don't know yet, Brother Chen." Zheng Jirong smiled and pointed at the master beside him: "Master, he told me that Chen Chen, the leader of the Ax Gang, not only smuggled cigarettes and trafficked people, but also openly defected to Japanese people serve as dogs for foreigners."

"In order to bring order to the chaos, he went to the walled city to ask me to kill you, Brother Chen, and take over as the leader of the gang!"

"Master", he looked at the master who lowered his head and said nothing and said with a smile: "Is what I just said right?"

Feeling the huge force on his neck, the master gritted his teeth and raised his head and shouted: "That's right, Chen Chen, you bastard turned to the Japanese and became a Han girl! You are no longer worthy of being the leader of our Ax Gang!"

"Go to NM! Seeking death!"

After Chen Chen cursed angrily, he waved his hands forward vigorously, "Shoot! I'll kill Master, the rip-off!"

After hearing his order, a dozen boys holding submachine guns were about to pull the trigger. Suddenly, they felt their brains were shocked. When they wanted to continue shooting, the guns in their hands suddenly started to fire strangely. Turned into venomous snakes!

"Snake!"

These guys immediately let go of their hands and threw the poisonous snakes in their hands to the ground!

Seeing this scene, Chen Chen shouted in surprise: "Damn it! You guys want to rebel! Why did you throw away your gun?"

bang bang bang! ! !
At this moment, Peng Yixing's figure flashed out from the second floor of the nightclub. He held a pistol in each hand and sprayed flames from the gun. In an instant, he killed the men surrounding Chen Chen one by one!

After seeing this, Ah Xing stopped using his power and withdrew his fingers from his temples.

"This"

Chen Chen pointed at Zheng Jirong in shock, "You...you know magic!"

"What a fuss, just a little special function."

Zheng Jirong let go of his master and slowly walked to Chen Chen, "Brother Chen, it's time for you to abdicate."

When Chen Chen saw this, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He slipped and fell into a pool of blood. He looked at the man in front of him and said in a trembling voice: "The leader of the Ax Gang is yours. Let me go. I'll give it to you tonight." Just leave Shanghai!"

Zheng Jirong smiled and picked up the cigarette rod that fell from Chen Chen's hand from the ground. After weighing it for a few times, he turned around and asked, "Master, what is the most important thing about being a gang leader?"

The master took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "He is cruel!"

"Here", Zheng Jirong waved his cigarette rod twice, smiled at Chen Chen and said, "You heard it too."

"don't want."

boom! ! !
(End of this chapter)