What?!Get nothing?!
Zhang Qiao's eyes widened and she suddenly stood up from the seat behind the desk.
It's Ah, nothing is gained.
Ma Xiaoying, who rushed back from Nanjing early in the morning to report to him about work, looked disappointed and regretful. He sighed and continued: I rushed to Nanjing with a counterfeit banknote template and contacted the responsible person of the Nanjing Military Control Commission.They attached great importance to it and immediately conducted a detailed investigation of suspicious targets in Nanjing City and nearby suburbs, but no suspicious template foundry was found.Later we invited several mold casting experts. They believed that the counterfeit banknote template was extremely high and could not be completed in Nanjing. Only Zhong Dingming, the former director of the Central Mint and a special engineer of the Kuomintang, had the ability to complete such a high level of casting.
Zhang Qiao frowned and asked: Zhong Dingming?!
Ma Xiaoying nodded and said: Yes.Zhong Dingming was the founder of the pseudo-National Government gold coupon template and was awarded the rank of lieutenant general by Chiang Kai-shek, but there was no possibility of committing a crime at all.
Zhang Qiao hurriedly asked: Oh?!Why?!
Ma Xiaoying replied: Zhong Dingming is currently serving his sentence in Nanjing No. 1 Prison.
Zhang Qiao said disappointedly: He is in prison?!
Ma Xiaoying said: Yes.After learning the news, I immediately asked the head of the Military Control Commission to take me to Nanjing No. 1 Prison to meet Zhong Dingming.Because the matter is of great importance, we adopted a secret arraignment method, and even the relevant personnel of the First Prison avoided it.After Zhong Dingming's careful identification, he couldn't help but admire the extremely high imitation level of this counterfeit banknote template and called it "Excellent".He also told us that it is hard to imagine that such a delicate template was not made by the Central Mint.I asked him who else has such ability besides him.He said that even with such ability, it is impossible to complete without professional machine tools and good casting conditions.Besides the Central Mint, he couldn't think of another place that could have such conditions.
Zhang Qiao asked: Can you be sure what he said is true?!
Ma Xiaoying said: I have thought about this issue as well, but during the conversation with Zhong Dingming, we did not involve the owner of the template and its purpose. I think there is no need for him to lie.He is currently in prison. Once the lies are exposed, it is a crime that is a crime. He should be very clear about this in his heart.Moreover, his statement is exactly consistent with the other two experts, which can also prove its authenticity from the indirection.
Zhang Qiao said: It makes sense.But the Central Mint has been closed long ago and the Military Control Commission is responsible for supervising it. How can counterfeit banknote templates be produced?
Ma Xiaoying said with a frustrated look on her face: It's Ah, it's here to blame.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and he said to himself: What's going on? Where did this mysterious template come from?
Ma Xiaoying suddenly remembered something and asked with concern: By the way, Lao Zhang, how is Wu07 now?
Zhang Qiao's eyes showed a sad look. He sighed and said: We were trapped by Chen Gongpeng. The so-called breakup between Ji Biao and Chen Gongpeng was simply their conspiracy to dig out the scouts who were invading us into the Liberation Society.Wu07 still did not escape the bad luck, and died at Xinglong Hotel in Jiangwan District half an hour before I arrived.
Ma Xiaoying was shocked: Has he died in 507?!
Zhang Qiao said in a deep voice: It's Ah, I always find it very strange. As long as our scout goes undercover, the enemy will immediately notice it, and the subsequent temptations will begin immediately.
Ma Xiaoying quickly lowered her voice and asked: Do you mean, is there a traitor?!
Zhang Qiao said sternly: Otherwise, how could our undercover personnel be exposed again and again?!Being discovered by the enemy again and again?!So far, all scouts who invaded the enemy have been sacrificed and all clues have been interrupted.Alas, fortunately...
He suddenly realized that he had almost missed his mouth, and quickly stopped his words and lowered his head.
Seeing Zhang Qiao stop suddenly and not saying anything, Ma Xiaoying hurriedly asked: What's the good thing?!
Oh, nothing... Zhang Qiao's eyes flashed a little, he raised his head and quickly interrupted: I remembered something else.
Ma Xiaoying didn't care, and said with pain: Faced with rampant silver dollar speculation activities and rampant counterfeit banknotes, we were helpless.As the market is heading towards the brink of collapse day by day, how can it not make people anxious!
The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again!Zhang Qiao patted Ma Xiaoying on the shoulder and encouraged him meaningfully: We are not in a desperate situation yet.
Ma Xiaoying asked: Lao Zhang, what should we do now?
Zhang Qiao changed the subject and said: Xiaoma, a prison escape occurred in Nanshi Prison last night. A green gang member named Yàn Shuangying escaped. Now the military and police are pursuing it with all their might.
Ma Xiaoying felt a little strange and asked: But this is a criminal department. What does it have to do with our Tieliu Group?
Zhang Qiao took out a stack of information from the drawer of his desk and handed it over to him, saying: You sent these manuscripts to major newspapers in Shanghai in the name of the Public Security Administration Committee.
Ma Xiaoying took these materials and asked in confusion: Lao Zhang, what does this mean?
Zhang Qiao smiled and said: You will understand in the future.
Seeing that he refused to explain, Ma Xiaoying pretended to be dissatisfied and said: Lao Zhang, you are also keeping it in hiding.
Zhang Qiao smiled and pushed Ma Xiaoying gently on the shoulder, urging: You go quickly.
After Ma Xiaoying left, Zhang Qiao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was still a quarter of an hour before twelve o'clock noon, and it was almost time for him to set off.
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Today is the day when we agreed to a joint with Yàn Shuangying. Zhang Qiao took a bus to the front door of the Kinmen Hotel on Nanjing Road on time.
He changed into a long blue gown commonly seen on the beach, a dome-shaped hat and a briefcase, and a standard and ordinary citizen image.
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder behind his back.
Zhang Qiao turned around and looked closely. Good guys: big sunglasses, black short leather coat, black tight breeches, black long riding boots, all of which are unique and fashionable people!
Zhang Qiao said in surprise: Why do you dress like this?!I almost couldn't recognize you!
Yàn Shuangying said with a smile: How about it, it’s still suitable?I have heard that Shanghai has all kinds of wonders, so I'll try it too.
The two smiled at each other, and after the greetings, they pressed the road side by side and started talking.
Zhang Qiao said: The comrades from the Nanjing Military Control Commission have transferred the items and weapons you carry to Shanghai. There are five or six guns in total, and more than a dozen daggers. There are many things in them that I have never seen before. In addition, the telescope and compass are enough to arm a special service team.If you don’t know, you thought you opened an arsenal.
Yàn Shuangying said proudly: If you don’t brag about you, those things are the most advanced weapons in the world, and you can’t buy them even if you spend money.To be honest, I took it from the enemy one by one after another after trying my best.
It can be seen that you are not easy to mess with.
Zhang Qiao didn't know how to evaluate this comrade for a moment. The scene he saw in Nanshi Prison last night flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but say half-jokingly and half-seriously: You really did something special, stripped the warden and tied it to a chair.
Yàn Shuangying was so angry that she heard this that she was so angry that she said viciously: If you want to follow me, you will smash his head with one shot!Such people are not identified, and something big will happen sooner or later when they are in the public security team!
Zhang Qiao sighed and said: It's Ah, I just liberated, and there are lack of cadres in all positions, so I have to use some retained personnel. These people have experienced the old society and can be said to be of varying quality.Don't worry, that guy has been arrested.
Yàn Shuangying asked: Has the prison escape been published on the newspaper?
Wait, you'll see it soon.I really admire you. With just one person's strength, I was able to escape from the heavily guarded Nanshi Prison, kidnapped the warden and took away thousands of oceans and US dollars.
Zhang Qiao brought his great achievements last night one by one, and couldn't help but ask curiously: Can you tell me how you did it?
Yàn Double Eagle said with a mysterious smile: Professional secret.
Haha, I understand, I can't tell me.Zhang Qiao smiled and told the truth, and said seriously: Now I believe it is you who wiped out the group of gangsters who hijacked the train alone.
Yàn Shuangying also said seriously: You shouldn't have doubted it at first.
Zhang Qiao suddenly stopped and said seriously: OK, he is serious.Ma Xiaoying, deputy leader of the Tieliu Group, brought the counterfeit banknote template to Nanjing for investigation, but found nothing.Last night, the undercover identity of 507 inside the Guangfu Society was exposed and was killed by the enemy.
YànShuangying was suddenly shocked: Five or seven died?!
Zhang Qiao said with a serious expression: The enemy's activities are rampant and the situation is getting more and more serious.Double Eagle, what do you want to do next?
Yàn Shuangying said: I have said a long time ago that we must not use the old method to deal with these vicious spies and gang members.First, slowly penetrate, gain the trust of the enemy, and then carry out work. That will only lead to endless temptations, and there will be flaws that will definitely be revealed over time.
Zhang Qiao asked: Oh?!What are your good solutions?
Yàn Shuangying replied: To deal with these people, we must use violence to fight violence, make them afraid, make them feel that they cannot defeat you, and think that if they continue to fight, they will be both defeated and burned!At that time, they will come to the door on their own initiative and the opportunity will come.
Zhang Qiao felt that this method sounded a bit evil, and then asked: What if they don’t come?!
Yàn Shuangying said confidently: I know these people very well. For them, there is nothing that cannot be traded.Therefore, as long as they really feel dangerous, they will definitely show their greatest sincerity.This is true in Chongqing, and it is no exception in Shanghai.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but express his deep concern: But this is too dangerous, and he lacks the confidence to win.
Yàn Shuangying immediately took over and said: Undercover is an adventure, and there is no certainty of winning.
Zhang Qiao was incredible by the comrade in front of him such a rough plan and simple explanation. He looked at Yàn Shuangying in surprise and asked: Is this what you said, act in your own way?!
Yàn Shuangying nodded very seriously and seriously.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but gasp in his heart. After a while, he looked at the pedestrians passing by on the road. He didn't know whether he was asking Yàn Shuangying or asking himself in a deep voice: Should I support you?
Yàn Shuangying asked unruly: Do you have any better choice?
Zhang Qiao's eyes slowly looked at his face again. I don't know if it was for Yàn Shuangying or for himself: If I can't control you, I might as well support you.
Yàn raised his eyebrows and said: At least this is the best choice at present.
Next, the two of them walked side by side on the bustling Nanjing Road in silence for a while. Zhang Qiao suddenly said: The small urban dance hall, No. 2, Lane 70, Nanjing West Road, was controlled by the Qing Gang member Ma Zhicheng.According to the investigation, Ma Zhicheng is a member of the Resurrection Society, but he is just a small role in the Resurrection Society, so we have not disturbed him for the time being.This may be useful to you.
Yàn Shuangying's mind was spinning quickly and asked immediately: Are there any places like underground casinos near the Xiaocheng Dance Hall?The scale is not large, the boss is a gang member, but not a member of the Liberation Society.
Zhang Qiao asked back: What are you asking about this?
YànShuangying expressed his ideas: Starting directly from the Xiaocheng Dance Hall, the goal is too obvious, which can easily arouse the enemy's suspicion.I want to find a casino controlled by gang members to work hard, and then slowly get to the topic, which will look more natural.
Some truth.
Zhang Qiao nodded, and after pondering for a moment, he said: No. 9, No. 65, not far from the Xiaocheng Dance Hall, meets your requirements.It was an underground casino, and the boss was a member of the Qing Gang, but not a member of the Liberation Society.
Yàn Shuangying nodded with satisfaction and said: Very good.
Zhang Qiao also knew the truth that he didn't use someone and didn't use someone. Looking at Yàn Shuangying's confident look, he patted the comrade's back and encouraged earnestly: Let it go!
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The afternoon weather was very good, and the sun shone through the window glass in the bedroom on the second floor of the Mansion No. 12 Xiafei Road, which seemed very bright and wandering.
President Chen Gongpeng got up after a leisurely afternoon nap. He turned on the semiconductor radio on the stand cabinet in the bedroom and played the popular songs nowadays.
There is also a photo frame hanging on the wall next to the stand cabinet, and several old black and white photos of portraits are pressed under the glass of the photo frame, which looks very historical.
He glanced at the photos casually, then stood in front of the window, stretching his muscles and bones in the warm sunshine.
Lao Ding walked into the president's room from the second floor corridor with his hands.
The president's room is a large ensuite, consisting of a cloakroom at the entrance, an office in the middle and a bedroom inside.
Lao Ding bowed and stood at the door of the bedroom and said to Chen Gongpeng inside: President, your coffee.
Chen Gongpeng uttered softly and walked out of the bedroom. He took the coffee and took a sip and asked: Lao Ding Ah, is there any news from No. 1?
Lao Ding replied: Not yet.
Chen Gongpeng said: Send someone to send a message immediately and ask him to speed up.
Lao Ding bent and said: Yes, I'll do it immediately.
At this time, a long alarm suddenly came from Xiafei's road. Chen Gongpeng lifted up the curtain on the office window and looked out, but after looking for a while, he couldn't see the reason. He couldn't help but ask: What happened outside?Why is the atmosphere so tense?
Lao Ding said: I woke up early and heard the radio that a murder occurred in Xinglong Hotel in Jiangwan District last night, killing more than a dozen people.
Chen Gongpeng's mouth curled slightly in an instant, and asked again: What else did the radio say?
Lao Ding said: Everything else is gone, the Communist Party does not seem to want to publicize this matter.
While talking, the old maid also walked into the office with a tray, shouted, "Master," and handed Chen Gongpeng a hot towel.
Chen Gongpeng took it and wiped his hands, put the towel back on the tray and asked her: Aunt Mei Ah, hasn't Duma arrived yet?
The old servant named Aunt Mei answered, but before he could even leave, he carried the tray.
Chen Gongpeng was a little puzzled and said to himself: Strangely, Duma is never late.
Hahahaha, this time the exception.
Duma's hearty laughter and his answers came from far to near, and he took a tall middle-aged man excitedly into the room from outside the corridor.
The man behind Duma had a fierce look on his face, with a thick beard on his mouth, and his eyebrows were straight and his eyes looked like a complete evil man.
Chen Gongpeng raised his eyelids and said: Ah, Duma, Su Peng, you are here.
The vicious man named Su Peng stood attentively to Chen Gongpeng and shouted: President.
Duma said with a smile: President, it’s so lively outside, and the whole city is under martial law and fugitives are arrested.
Chen Gongpeng was immediately hung up: Oh?!
Duma waved the newspaper in his hand and continued: Henan Road, Sichuan Road and Bridge, Xintrazhao Road and Bridge, and Jiangning Road and Bridge were all closed, and the patrol vehicles of the Military Control Commission were one after another.
Chen Gongpeng frowned and asked: Capture the fugitive?!
Duma replied happily: Yes Ah.
Chen Gongpeng asked: What kind of fugitive?
Oh, take a look.Duma handed the newspaper to him, and couldn't help but explain: It's a big brother of the Qing Gang.This kid is really interesting. He is playing the Communist Party in a row!
Chen Gongpeng was also quite curious when he looked at Duma's brows and danced: Oh?!Is there such a thing?!
Duma pointed to the newspaper and urged: Look quickly.
Chen Gongpeng quickly browsed the newspaper, then sneered, and said: I didn’t expect there would be such a person in the Qing Gang.
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and continued: Yàn Shuangying is the disciple of Jin Jiuling, that is... the "Wu" generation.
Duma nodded and said: Yes, he is one generation lower than you.Since the Communist Party entered the city, the bosses of the Qing Gang Hengshe, Renshe and Zhongxinshe have fled to death. Du Yuesheng and Wang Xiaose have run to Hong Kong. Huang Jinrong is worse than to die than to live, and stay to sweep the streets.Now there are little sluts all over the streets. Not to mention the "Wu" generation, even the "Jue" generation, there are probably less than twenty left.
Chen Gongpeng waved his hand and said with emotion: The word "Wu" is the same as Fruit Yuesheng, and it is already rare!
Duma couldn't hide his happiness at all, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and he said with a smile: This guy killed a prison guard, kidnapped the warden, and stole a prison jeep when he was about to finish.No wonder the Communist Party got angry, it made this guy crazy!
Ha ha ha ha……
Everyone present was laughing when Duma said it. Chen Gongpeng couldn't help but turn toward Lao Ding and Su Peng and said: We should have a few more people like this under our command.
Lao Ding and Su Peng also quickly smiled and said: Yes, yes.
After the fight, Chen Gongpeng called Lao Ding and Su Peng away. When they left the room, the president of the Guangfu Society said in a tight voice: Duma, Xinglong Hotel did a beautiful job last night!
Duma smiled and said: Thanks to the accurate information of the old fox, otherwise it would not have been possible that it would have been so smooth.The Ji Biao, who Su Peng pretended, kept the traitor completely in the dark, and the Communist Party suffered this time.
Chen Gongpeng said with a proud look on his face: Since the Communist Party entered the city, haven’t we let them suffer every day?!The more than twenty major speculators under the old fox raised the price of silver dollars from 600 yuan to 2,800 yuan within three days, and the market prices soared, changing three times a day.In addition, we are using counterfeit money to join the market silently, hum!In a few months, the people will probably not even be able to buy a box of matches with the Communist RMB!
Ha ha ha ha……
Duma responded with a warm laugh.
Chen Gongpeng sat on the sofa and waved the newspaper in his hand excitedly and continued: Shanghai's economy collapsed, all industries were ruined, and the people could not have enough food, and riots would inevitably occur.snort!Then let’s see how long the Communist Party can stay in this big Shanghai!
Duma said: Don’t look at these small silver dollars and a few fake bills, after a few months, the Communist Party has been struggling so hard that it is difficult to sleep or eat!Now Shanghai's economy is in a slump, prices are soaring, and the people are not well fed and fed. Oh, I heard that they are mobilizing grain from several other cities in East China to solve the problem.
Chen Gongpeng leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, but his face was full of sarcasm. He smiled and said: Hey!The Communist Party is all local buns and can only fight wars.They don’t understand that Shanghai is a bottomless pit. Without solving the problems of silver dollars and counterfeit banknotes, prices will not be stable.As long as prices continue to rise, even if all the food in the country is transferred, the problem will not be solved.
Duma smiled and praised: The old fox is really good. I heard that the speculators under his command are masters who can manipulate the stock market.
Chen Gongpeng nodded and said: The old fox is our guarantee.The reason why Director Mao Sen kept him before leaving was to play a key role at critical moments.
Duma nodded deeply with a deep understanding.
Chen Gongpeng suddenly changed his tone and his voice became gloomy: Duma, the loss of the counterfeit banknote template this time is very bad, and it is very likely to cause a series of adverse consequences.Once the template falls into the hands of Communist Army spies, we are passive.
Duma said: Isn’t No. 1 organizing a mandate search?
Chen Gongpeng sighed, stood up and said: It has been a few days, and it may not be possible to complete it with Number One alone.
Duma asked: The president meant...
Chen Gongpeng said in a deep voice: You will assist No. 1 to find the whereabouts of the template together.
Duma kicked his feet together and made a standard attentive posture and replied: Yes!
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Nanjing West Road is one of the most prosperous and prosperous streets in Shanghai. It was originally named Jing'ansi Road. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War in 1945, the National Government took over Shanghai and renamed it to Nanjing West Road.
In the past, this place was an important part of the bright and wine-filled Shanghai Beach, and it became the western half of the Shili Foreign Market and became famous both at home and abroad.
There are many bank shops, hotel dance halls, and cinema theaters on the road, which is very lively and is a great place for those who love to enjoy themselves.
Yàn Shuangying’s target small metropolitan dance hall is located at No. 2, Lane 70 near this road.
After connecting with Zhangqiao, Yàn Shuangying came to Lane 70, Nanjing West Road in the afternoon and rented a large warehouse for money.
This warehouse was originally an idle hardware processing workshop, which houses many processing equipment such as milling machines, grinders, boring machines, cutting machines, etc. These mechanical processing equipment are exactly what Yàn Double Eagle needs, and the warehouse is only one street away from the small Metropolitan Dance Hall, which is very convenient.
He secretly stored the items and weapons that Zhang Qiao called them enough to arm a special service team here, and then rode a bought bicycle and slowly looked for the small Metropolitan Dance Hall.
It was not yet business hours, and the door of the dance hall was closed.Yàn Shuangying looked around and found that there was a small shop called Asia and Europe Cafe not far from the street, which was a convenient place to observe.
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In the cafe, the waiter wearing a red bow tie saw that there was a visitor, and quickly walked out of the service counter and went forward to say hello enthusiastically: Sir, how many Ah?
Yàn Shuangying looked at the environment here. The cafe was not big, with only five or six sets of small round tables and chairs. At this time, there were no other customers, it was a very quiet shop.
He stretched out a finger to the waiter and shook it and said, "It's just me."
The waiter quickly raised his hand and asked him to sit down: Please.
Yàn Shuangying walked to the position beside the wall and leaned against the window, pushed the window open to the door of the dance hall, and could clearly observe the situation there from here, he said: I'll sit here.
The waiter asked: What do you want to drink?
Yàn Shuangying waved her head out the window and asked: When will the dance hall opposite be open?
The waiter replied with a whisper: 6 p.m.
Yàn Double Eagle took off her sunglasses and put them in her leather jacket pocket, saying: OK, beer.
The waiter bowed and said: Please wait.
Then, the double eagle sat down leisurely and smoked.
After a while, from the open window, Yàn Shuangying saw a rickshaw carrying a gorgeous and fashionable girl slowly approaching from the distance of the street.
Interestingly, there were two men in black suits, one tall and one short, trotting behind the rickshaw like bodyguards.
The rickshaw stopped in front of the gate of the Xiaocheng Dance Hall. After getting off the seat, the girl said something to the two bodyguards, and then walked towards the Asian and European cafe with her wonderful figure.
The waiter then put the beer from Yàn Double Eagle on his small table and said: Sir, your wine.
Come on, Yàn Shuangying winked at the waiter, pointed out the window and walked towards the woman coming here and asked: Is that woman from the dance hall?
The waiter looked at it and replied: Yes Ah.
Yàn Shuangying asked: What is her name?
The waiter was slightly stunned and said: Sir, I advise you not to make any decisions about her.
Yàn Shuangying looked at the waiter seriously and asked: Why?
She is the girlfriend of Mr. Ma, the owner of this dance hall.
The waiter paused after saying that, afraid that the Shuangying would not understand, and added: This Mr. Ma is a background-related person and is not easy to mess with.
Yàn Twin Eagles took out a silver dollar from their pockets and put it in the waiter's hand.
The waiter instantly changed his face to be flattered: Ouch, sir, thank you, sir, thank you, sir.
Yàn Shuangying said: What else is there about this woman? Let me tell me.
The waiter immediately said like a bamboo tube pouring beans: OK.The woman's name is Juzi, the leader of the dancers in the small urban dance hall. She is a famous shrew nearby. She can beat and scold her. She has joined the boss Ma Zhicheng here.I heard that Boss Ma is the eldest brother of the Qing Gang, which is very difficult to mess with Ah!
Yàn Shuangying said to himself: So that's it.
As he was talking, the shrew in the waiter's mouth had pushed the door and walked in.
The waiter changed his flattering expression and quickly met: Hey!Miss Orange.
Miss Orange's voice was as arrogant as her temperament: Xiao Zhao, give me a cup of coffee.It should be thick, without sugar.
The waiter warmly agreed: OK, come soon.
Looking at this woman from a close distance, her makeup was very bright, her fashionable Ruyi Kuai Aisi hairstyle, dark eyeshadow, her long eyelashes and charming eyes made her full of the unique erotic taste in the romantic scene.
On her delicate and fair face, her high nose bridge showed some sharp and domineering lines, her slightly pursed red lips seemed to be angry and smiling, and a pair of shiny and dazzling crystal earrings embedded in her pink earlobes, undoubtedly giving her a bit of arrogant and cold temperament.
Miss Orange's white fur coat was naturally and boldly opened. You can see that her graceful and hot figure was outlined by the black tight skirt, and the two slender and well-proportioned legs below were particularly attractive.
The cafe was not very space, so Miss Orange twisted her steps and sat on the seat next to the double eagle. Two bodyguards, one tall and one short, followed her and stood behind her.
As soon as she sat down, Miss Orange gracefully stretched out her slender fingers wearing a huge diamond ring, picked up a slender lady's cigarette and turned her head. Seeing this, the short bodyguard behind immediately bowed forward, took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for her. It was so stylish.
Yàn Shuangying sat sideways, put her right arm on the back of the chair, and admired the cold and charming girl with an indescribable look.
Feeling the clearly malicious gaze from others, Miss Orange slapped contemptuously, turned her head and waved her hand, and called the short man behind her again.
She muttered a few words in the short bodyguard's ear, and the short man immediately stood up and looked at the adjacent table, then walked to the front of the double eagle and stared at him with a fierce look.
YànShuangying asked in response to the short gaze: Is there anything wrong?
The short man threatened: Did you know that sometimes your eyes are going to cause trouble.
YànShuangying seems to be a little interested in this topic: Oh?!when?
The short man said: When it saw something that shouldn't have been seen.
Yàn Shuangying asked: What shouldn’t be seen?
The short lady pointed to Miss Orange next to her, and then said arrogantly: It is our eldest woman, not something you should appreciate.
Yàn Shuangying threw away the cigarette butts in her hand, raised her legs and said calmly: I thought this was a free country and could see what I wanted to see.
The short man grinned and said: Hehe, it seems you have misunderstood.
As he said that, he picked up the beer on the small table, shook his wrist and splashed the beer on the face of Yàn Double Eagle.
The scene suddenly became silent. Yàn Shuangying stood up expressionlessly, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face clean, and then walked to the service counter.
Seeing that he had successfully scared the man away, the short man was still unsatisfied, and pointed and threatened: One of your feet was already in the grave!
Yàn Shuangying said to the waiter at the counter: Waiter, check out.
The kind waiter was afraid that the double eagle would suffer a loss if he stayed here, so he quickly whispered: No need to get married, go quickly.
Yàn Double Eagle took out a stack of silver dollars from the pocket of the coat, and gently placed it on the counter.
The waiter widened his eyes and said in confusion: This... sir, you...
Yàn Shuangying told the waiter seriously: Put it away, you need to redecorate it here.
After saying that, he turned around and waved to the short man, and said: Come here.
Seeing that the boy seemed to have been scared enough, the short man walked over with great might.
YànShuangying asked: You just said, I have stepped into the grave with one foot?
The short man seemed to be very satisfied with his metaphor: Hehe, yes, how about it?
YànShuangying suddenly changed the topic: I found a bruise on your forehead.
When the short man heard this, he subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead.
Yàn Shuangying continued: I have medicine here to cure your bruises.
The short man seemed to realize that the person in front of him was fooling him, and immediately said angrily: What are you talking about?!What bruises?!
Yàn Double Eagle raised his eyebrows and said: No, but it will be there right away.
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fist of a sand bowl hit the short man head in front of him, and the fierce force knocked him out, and he turned over several tables and chairs, and finally hit the wall and fell to the ground.
The tall man on the other side immediately rushed towards the Yàn Double Eagle when he saw his companion suffer.Yàn Shuangying calmly, and he used a clutch to lock his neck and threw him back.
The short man was beaten to the point of being star-stirring, and he got up crookedly.With dizziness, he saw that the man who was not rude to Miss Orange was walking towards him, so he waved his fists hard.
But what he hit was all the air in front of the two eagles.
Yàn Shuangying waited for the short man to punch a few air fists, then walked over and lifted his collar, threw the short man out of the cafe with the window.
The tall man rushed over again at this time, and Yàn Shuangying turned sideways, clamped the back of the visitor's neck with his hands, and pressed his head into the service counter where the waiter was standing.
Miss Orange only saw the tall headless body fluttering outside the counter for a few times, and then fainted.
In an instant, the two bodyguards were knocked down, and the tables and chairs in the cafe were also rolled upside down, and it was messy.
Miss Orange, who was still arrogant and cold just now, was already scared to the point of being scared, and stood aside and did not dare to show off.
Yàn Shuangying slowly walked to Miss Orange, raised her chin and looked at her coldly.
Orange avoided the man's gaze and her body was trembling constantly. She asked in horror: You...you, what are you going to do?!
After a moment of silence, Yàn Shuangying said calmly: I said this is a free country and you can see what you want to see.Do you agree with what I said?
Orange trembled and tried hard to squeeze out two words from her lips: Same, same... Agree.
YànShuangying didn't say anything else, turned around and was about to leave.
Just then, the phone ringing on the service counter rang. Yàn Shuangying picked up the microphone and notified to the other end of the phone: Hello... I need to renovate it here... about half a month.
After saying that, he hung up the phone and walked out of the cafe with ease.
At this time, the sound of the fight had already alarmed passers-by and the surrounding neighbors. They all gathered around the entrance of the cafe and stretched their necks to watch the fun. When they saw the Yàn double eagles coming out of it, everyone quickly gave up a passage for the assailant.
The short man was heavily thrown to the side of the road, and he was still sitting on the ground and feeling dizzy and unable to recover.
Yàn Double Eagle calmly put on sunglasses, stepped onto the bicycle and rode to the short man, looked down at him and said: It seems that I have understood it correctly.
As he said that, he pedaled hard on the pedal, and the bicycle wheels rolled over the shorter legs one after another, and then he moved away.
In the cafe, Miss Orange stood blankly, and then she heard the miserable wail of a short man from the street. Her whole body was as stiff as a stone.
Zhang Qiao's eyes widened and she suddenly stood up from the seat behind the desk.
It's Ah, nothing is gained.
Ma Xiaoying, who rushed back from Nanjing early in the morning to report to him about work, looked disappointed and regretful. He sighed and continued: I rushed to Nanjing with a counterfeit banknote template and contacted the responsible person of the Nanjing Military Control Commission.They attached great importance to it and immediately conducted a detailed investigation of suspicious targets in Nanjing City and nearby suburbs, but no suspicious template foundry was found.Later we invited several mold casting experts. They believed that the counterfeit banknote template was extremely high and could not be completed in Nanjing. Only Zhong Dingming, the former director of the Central Mint and a special engineer of the Kuomintang, had the ability to complete such a high level of casting.
Zhang Qiao frowned and asked: Zhong Dingming?!
Ma Xiaoying nodded and said: Yes.Zhong Dingming was the founder of the pseudo-National Government gold coupon template and was awarded the rank of lieutenant general by Chiang Kai-shek, but there was no possibility of committing a crime at all.
Zhang Qiao hurriedly asked: Oh?!Why?!
Ma Xiaoying replied: Zhong Dingming is currently serving his sentence in Nanjing No. 1 Prison.
Zhang Qiao said disappointedly: He is in prison?!
Ma Xiaoying said: Yes.After learning the news, I immediately asked the head of the Military Control Commission to take me to Nanjing No. 1 Prison to meet Zhong Dingming.Because the matter is of great importance, we adopted a secret arraignment method, and even the relevant personnel of the First Prison avoided it.After Zhong Dingming's careful identification, he couldn't help but admire the extremely high imitation level of this counterfeit banknote template and called it "Excellent".He also told us that it is hard to imagine that such a delicate template was not made by the Central Mint.I asked him who else has such ability besides him.He said that even with such ability, it is impossible to complete without professional machine tools and good casting conditions.Besides the Central Mint, he couldn't think of another place that could have such conditions.
Zhang Qiao asked: Can you be sure what he said is true?!
Ma Xiaoying said: I have thought about this issue as well, but during the conversation with Zhong Dingming, we did not involve the owner of the template and its purpose. I think there is no need for him to lie.He is currently in prison. Once the lies are exposed, it is a crime that is a crime. He should be very clear about this in his heart.Moreover, his statement is exactly consistent with the other two experts, which can also prove its authenticity from the indirection.
Zhang Qiao said: It makes sense.But the Central Mint has been closed long ago and the Military Control Commission is responsible for supervising it. How can counterfeit banknote templates be produced?
Ma Xiaoying said with a frustrated look on her face: It's Ah, it's here to blame.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and he said to himself: What's going on? Where did this mysterious template come from?
Ma Xiaoying suddenly remembered something and asked with concern: By the way, Lao Zhang, how is Wu07 now?
Zhang Qiao's eyes showed a sad look. He sighed and said: We were trapped by Chen Gongpeng. The so-called breakup between Ji Biao and Chen Gongpeng was simply their conspiracy to dig out the scouts who were invading us into the Liberation Society.Wu07 still did not escape the bad luck, and died at Xinglong Hotel in Jiangwan District half an hour before I arrived.
Ma Xiaoying was shocked: Has he died in 507?!
Zhang Qiao said in a deep voice: It's Ah, I always find it very strange. As long as our scout goes undercover, the enemy will immediately notice it, and the subsequent temptations will begin immediately.
Ma Xiaoying quickly lowered her voice and asked: Do you mean, is there a traitor?!
Zhang Qiao said sternly: Otherwise, how could our undercover personnel be exposed again and again?!Being discovered by the enemy again and again?!So far, all scouts who invaded the enemy have been sacrificed and all clues have been interrupted.Alas, fortunately...
He suddenly realized that he had almost missed his mouth, and quickly stopped his words and lowered his head.
Seeing Zhang Qiao stop suddenly and not saying anything, Ma Xiaoying hurriedly asked: What's the good thing?!
Oh, nothing... Zhang Qiao's eyes flashed a little, he raised his head and quickly interrupted: I remembered something else.
Ma Xiaoying didn't care, and said with pain: Faced with rampant silver dollar speculation activities and rampant counterfeit banknotes, we were helpless.As the market is heading towards the brink of collapse day by day, how can it not make people anxious!
The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again!Zhang Qiao patted Ma Xiaoying on the shoulder and encouraged him meaningfully: We are not in a desperate situation yet.
Ma Xiaoying asked: Lao Zhang, what should we do now?
Zhang Qiao changed the subject and said: Xiaoma, a prison escape occurred in Nanshi Prison last night. A green gang member named Yàn Shuangying escaped. Now the military and police are pursuing it with all their might.
Ma Xiaoying felt a little strange and asked: But this is a criminal department. What does it have to do with our Tieliu Group?
Zhang Qiao took out a stack of information from the drawer of his desk and handed it over to him, saying: You sent these manuscripts to major newspapers in Shanghai in the name of the Public Security Administration Committee.
Ma Xiaoying took these materials and asked in confusion: Lao Zhang, what does this mean?
Zhang Qiao smiled and said: You will understand in the future.
Seeing that he refused to explain, Ma Xiaoying pretended to be dissatisfied and said: Lao Zhang, you are also keeping it in hiding.
Zhang Qiao smiled and pushed Ma Xiaoying gently on the shoulder, urging: You go quickly.
After Ma Xiaoying left, Zhang Qiao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was still a quarter of an hour before twelve o'clock noon, and it was almost time for him to set off.
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Today is the day when we agreed to a joint with Yàn Shuangying. Zhang Qiao took a bus to the front door of the Kinmen Hotel on Nanjing Road on time.
He changed into a long blue gown commonly seen on the beach, a dome-shaped hat and a briefcase, and a standard and ordinary citizen image.
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder behind his back.
Zhang Qiao turned around and looked closely. Good guys: big sunglasses, black short leather coat, black tight breeches, black long riding boots, all of which are unique and fashionable people!
Zhang Qiao said in surprise: Why do you dress like this?!I almost couldn't recognize you!
Yàn Shuangying said with a smile: How about it, it’s still suitable?I have heard that Shanghai has all kinds of wonders, so I'll try it too.
The two smiled at each other, and after the greetings, they pressed the road side by side and started talking.
Zhang Qiao said: The comrades from the Nanjing Military Control Commission have transferred the items and weapons you carry to Shanghai. There are five or six guns in total, and more than a dozen daggers. There are many things in them that I have never seen before. In addition, the telescope and compass are enough to arm a special service team.If you don’t know, you thought you opened an arsenal.
Yàn Shuangying said proudly: If you don’t brag about you, those things are the most advanced weapons in the world, and you can’t buy them even if you spend money.To be honest, I took it from the enemy one by one after another after trying my best.
It can be seen that you are not easy to mess with.
Zhang Qiao didn't know how to evaluate this comrade for a moment. The scene he saw in Nanshi Prison last night flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but say half-jokingly and half-seriously: You really did something special, stripped the warden and tied it to a chair.
Yàn Shuangying was so angry that she heard this that she was so angry that she said viciously: If you want to follow me, you will smash his head with one shot!Such people are not identified, and something big will happen sooner or later when they are in the public security team!
Zhang Qiao sighed and said: It's Ah, I just liberated, and there are lack of cadres in all positions, so I have to use some retained personnel. These people have experienced the old society and can be said to be of varying quality.Don't worry, that guy has been arrested.
Yàn Shuangying asked: Has the prison escape been published on the newspaper?
Wait, you'll see it soon.I really admire you. With just one person's strength, I was able to escape from the heavily guarded Nanshi Prison, kidnapped the warden and took away thousands of oceans and US dollars.
Zhang Qiao brought his great achievements last night one by one, and couldn't help but ask curiously: Can you tell me how you did it?
Yàn Double Eagle said with a mysterious smile: Professional secret.
Haha, I understand, I can't tell me.Zhang Qiao smiled and told the truth, and said seriously: Now I believe it is you who wiped out the group of gangsters who hijacked the train alone.
Yàn Shuangying also said seriously: You shouldn't have doubted it at first.
Zhang Qiao suddenly stopped and said seriously: OK, he is serious.Ma Xiaoying, deputy leader of the Tieliu Group, brought the counterfeit banknote template to Nanjing for investigation, but found nothing.Last night, the undercover identity of 507 inside the Guangfu Society was exposed and was killed by the enemy.
YànShuangying was suddenly shocked: Five or seven died?!
Zhang Qiao said with a serious expression: The enemy's activities are rampant and the situation is getting more and more serious.Double Eagle, what do you want to do next?
Yàn Shuangying said: I have said a long time ago that we must not use the old method to deal with these vicious spies and gang members.First, slowly penetrate, gain the trust of the enemy, and then carry out work. That will only lead to endless temptations, and there will be flaws that will definitely be revealed over time.
Zhang Qiao asked: Oh?!What are your good solutions?
Yàn Shuangying replied: To deal with these people, we must use violence to fight violence, make them afraid, make them feel that they cannot defeat you, and think that if they continue to fight, they will be both defeated and burned!At that time, they will come to the door on their own initiative and the opportunity will come.
Zhang Qiao felt that this method sounded a bit evil, and then asked: What if they don’t come?!
Yàn Shuangying said confidently: I know these people very well. For them, there is nothing that cannot be traded.Therefore, as long as they really feel dangerous, they will definitely show their greatest sincerity.This is true in Chongqing, and it is no exception in Shanghai.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but express his deep concern: But this is too dangerous, and he lacks the confidence to win.
Yàn Shuangying immediately took over and said: Undercover is an adventure, and there is no certainty of winning.
Zhang Qiao was incredible by the comrade in front of him such a rough plan and simple explanation. He looked at Yàn Shuangying in surprise and asked: Is this what you said, act in your own way?!
Yàn Shuangying nodded very seriously and seriously.
Zhang Qiao couldn't help but gasp in his heart. After a while, he looked at the pedestrians passing by on the road. He didn't know whether he was asking Yàn Shuangying or asking himself in a deep voice: Should I support you?
Yàn Shuangying asked unruly: Do you have any better choice?
Zhang Qiao's eyes slowly looked at his face again. I don't know if it was for Yàn Shuangying or for himself: If I can't control you, I might as well support you.
Yàn raised his eyebrows and said: At least this is the best choice at present.
Next, the two of them walked side by side on the bustling Nanjing Road in silence for a while. Zhang Qiao suddenly said: The small urban dance hall, No. 2, Lane 70, Nanjing West Road, was controlled by the Qing Gang member Ma Zhicheng.According to the investigation, Ma Zhicheng is a member of the Resurrection Society, but he is just a small role in the Resurrection Society, so we have not disturbed him for the time being.This may be useful to you.
Yàn Shuangying's mind was spinning quickly and asked immediately: Are there any places like underground casinos near the Xiaocheng Dance Hall?The scale is not large, the boss is a gang member, but not a member of the Liberation Society.
Zhang Qiao asked back: What are you asking about this?
YànShuangying expressed his ideas: Starting directly from the Xiaocheng Dance Hall, the goal is too obvious, which can easily arouse the enemy's suspicion.I want to find a casino controlled by gang members to work hard, and then slowly get to the topic, which will look more natural.
Some truth.
Zhang Qiao nodded, and after pondering for a moment, he said: No. 9, No. 65, not far from the Xiaocheng Dance Hall, meets your requirements.It was an underground casino, and the boss was a member of the Qing Gang, but not a member of the Liberation Society.
Yàn Shuangying nodded with satisfaction and said: Very good.
Zhang Qiao also knew the truth that he didn't use someone and didn't use someone. Looking at Yàn Shuangying's confident look, he patted the comrade's back and encouraged earnestly: Let it go!
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The afternoon weather was very good, and the sun shone through the window glass in the bedroom on the second floor of the Mansion No. 12 Xiafei Road, which seemed very bright and wandering.
President Chen Gongpeng got up after a leisurely afternoon nap. He turned on the semiconductor radio on the stand cabinet in the bedroom and played the popular songs nowadays.
There is also a photo frame hanging on the wall next to the stand cabinet, and several old black and white photos of portraits are pressed under the glass of the photo frame, which looks very historical.
He glanced at the photos casually, then stood in front of the window, stretching his muscles and bones in the warm sunshine.
Lao Ding walked into the president's room from the second floor corridor with his hands.
The president's room is a large ensuite, consisting of a cloakroom at the entrance, an office in the middle and a bedroom inside.
Lao Ding bowed and stood at the door of the bedroom and said to Chen Gongpeng inside: President, your coffee.
Chen Gongpeng uttered softly and walked out of the bedroom. He took the coffee and took a sip and asked: Lao Ding Ah, is there any news from No. 1?
Lao Ding replied: Not yet.
Chen Gongpeng said: Send someone to send a message immediately and ask him to speed up.
Lao Ding bent and said: Yes, I'll do it immediately.
At this time, a long alarm suddenly came from Xiafei's road. Chen Gongpeng lifted up the curtain on the office window and looked out, but after looking for a while, he couldn't see the reason. He couldn't help but ask: What happened outside?Why is the atmosphere so tense?
Lao Ding said: I woke up early and heard the radio that a murder occurred in Xinglong Hotel in Jiangwan District last night, killing more than a dozen people.
Chen Gongpeng's mouth curled slightly in an instant, and asked again: What else did the radio say?
Lao Ding said: Everything else is gone, the Communist Party does not seem to want to publicize this matter.
While talking, the old maid also walked into the office with a tray, shouted, "Master," and handed Chen Gongpeng a hot towel.
Chen Gongpeng took it and wiped his hands, put the towel back on the tray and asked her: Aunt Mei Ah, hasn't Duma arrived yet?
The old servant named Aunt Mei answered, but before he could even leave, he carried the tray.
Chen Gongpeng was a little puzzled and said to himself: Strangely, Duma is never late.
Hahahaha, this time the exception.
Duma's hearty laughter and his answers came from far to near, and he took a tall middle-aged man excitedly into the room from outside the corridor.
The man behind Duma had a fierce look on his face, with a thick beard on his mouth, and his eyebrows were straight and his eyes looked like a complete evil man.
Chen Gongpeng raised his eyelids and said: Ah, Duma, Su Peng, you are here.
The vicious man named Su Peng stood attentively to Chen Gongpeng and shouted: President.
Duma said with a smile: President, it’s so lively outside, and the whole city is under martial law and fugitives are arrested.
Chen Gongpeng was immediately hung up: Oh?!
Duma waved the newspaper in his hand and continued: Henan Road, Sichuan Road and Bridge, Xintrazhao Road and Bridge, and Jiangning Road and Bridge were all closed, and the patrol vehicles of the Military Control Commission were one after another.
Chen Gongpeng frowned and asked: Capture the fugitive?!
Duma replied happily: Yes Ah.
Chen Gongpeng asked: What kind of fugitive?
Oh, take a look.Duma handed the newspaper to him, and couldn't help but explain: It's a big brother of the Qing Gang.This kid is really interesting. He is playing the Communist Party in a row!
Chen Gongpeng was also quite curious when he looked at Duma's brows and danced: Oh?!Is there such a thing?!
Duma pointed to the newspaper and urged: Look quickly.
Chen Gongpeng quickly browsed the newspaper, then sneered, and said: I didn’t expect there would be such a person in the Qing Gang.
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and continued: Yàn Shuangying is the disciple of Jin Jiuling, that is... the "Wu" generation.
Duma nodded and said: Yes, he is one generation lower than you.Since the Communist Party entered the city, the bosses of the Qing Gang Hengshe, Renshe and Zhongxinshe have fled to death. Du Yuesheng and Wang Xiaose have run to Hong Kong. Huang Jinrong is worse than to die than to live, and stay to sweep the streets.Now there are little sluts all over the streets. Not to mention the "Wu" generation, even the "Jue" generation, there are probably less than twenty left.
Chen Gongpeng waved his hand and said with emotion: The word "Wu" is the same as Fruit Yuesheng, and it is already rare!
Duma couldn't hide his happiness at all, his eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and he said with a smile: This guy killed a prison guard, kidnapped the warden, and stole a prison jeep when he was about to finish.No wonder the Communist Party got angry, it made this guy crazy!
Ha ha ha ha……
Everyone present was laughing when Duma said it. Chen Gongpeng couldn't help but turn toward Lao Ding and Su Peng and said: We should have a few more people like this under our command.
Lao Ding and Su Peng also quickly smiled and said: Yes, yes.
After the fight, Chen Gongpeng called Lao Ding and Su Peng away. When they left the room, the president of the Guangfu Society said in a tight voice: Duma, Xinglong Hotel did a beautiful job last night!
Duma smiled and said: Thanks to the accurate information of the old fox, otherwise it would not have been possible that it would have been so smooth.The Ji Biao, who Su Peng pretended, kept the traitor completely in the dark, and the Communist Party suffered this time.
Chen Gongpeng said with a proud look on his face: Since the Communist Party entered the city, haven’t we let them suffer every day?!The more than twenty major speculators under the old fox raised the price of silver dollars from 600 yuan to 2,800 yuan within three days, and the market prices soared, changing three times a day.In addition, we are using counterfeit money to join the market silently, hum!In a few months, the people will probably not even be able to buy a box of matches with the Communist RMB!
Ha ha ha ha……
Duma responded with a warm laugh.
Chen Gongpeng sat on the sofa and waved the newspaper in his hand excitedly and continued: Shanghai's economy collapsed, all industries were ruined, and the people could not have enough food, and riots would inevitably occur.snort!Then let’s see how long the Communist Party can stay in this big Shanghai!
Duma said: Don’t look at these small silver dollars and a few fake bills, after a few months, the Communist Party has been struggling so hard that it is difficult to sleep or eat!Now Shanghai's economy is in a slump, prices are soaring, and the people are not well fed and fed. Oh, I heard that they are mobilizing grain from several other cities in East China to solve the problem.
Chen Gongpeng leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, but his face was full of sarcasm. He smiled and said: Hey!The Communist Party is all local buns and can only fight wars.They don’t understand that Shanghai is a bottomless pit. Without solving the problems of silver dollars and counterfeit banknotes, prices will not be stable.As long as prices continue to rise, even if all the food in the country is transferred, the problem will not be solved.
Duma smiled and praised: The old fox is really good. I heard that the speculators under his command are masters who can manipulate the stock market.
Chen Gongpeng nodded and said: The old fox is our guarantee.The reason why Director Mao Sen kept him before leaving was to play a key role at critical moments.
Duma nodded deeply with a deep understanding.
Chen Gongpeng suddenly changed his tone and his voice became gloomy: Duma, the loss of the counterfeit banknote template this time is very bad, and it is very likely to cause a series of adverse consequences.Once the template falls into the hands of Communist Army spies, we are passive.
Duma said: Isn’t No. 1 organizing a mandate search?
Chen Gongpeng sighed, stood up and said: It has been a few days, and it may not be possible to complete it with Number One alone.
Duma asked: The president meant...
Chen Gongpeng said in a deep voice: You will assist No. 1 to find the whereabouts of the template together.
Duma kicked his feet together and made a standard attentive posture and replied: Yes!
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Nanjing West Road is one of the most prosperous and prosperous streets in Shanghai. It was originally named Jing'ansi Road. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War in 1945, the National Government took over Shanghai and renamed it to Nanjing West Road.
In the past, this place was an important part of the bright and wine-filled Shanghai Beach, and it became the western half of the Shili Foreign Market and became famous both at home and abroad.
There are many bank shops, hotel dance halls, and cinema theaters on the road, which is very lively and is a great place for those who love to enjoy themselves.
Yàn Shuangying’s target small metropolitan dance hall is located at No. 2, Lane 70 near this road.
After connecting with Zhangqiao, Yàn Shuangying came to Lane 70, Nanjing West Road in the afternoon and rented a large warehouse for money.
This warehouse was originally an idle hardware processing workshop, which houses many processing equipment such as milling machines, grinders, boring machines, cutting machines, etc. These mechanical processing equipment are exactly what Yàn Double Eagle needs, and the warehouse is only one street away from the small Metropolitan Dance Hall, which is very convenient.
He secretly stored the items and weapons that Zhang Qiao called them enough to arm a special service team here, and then rode a bought bicycle and slowly looked for the small Metropolitan Dance Hall.
It was not yet business hours, and the door of the dance hall was closed.Yàn Shuangying looked around and found that there was a small shop called Asia and Europe Cafe not far from the street, which was a convenient place to observe.
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In the cafe, the waiter wearing a red bow tie saw that there was a visitor, and quickly walked out of the service counter and went forward to say hello enthusiastically: Sir, how many Ah?
Yàn Shuangying looked at the environment here. The cafe was not big, with only five or six sets of small round tables and chairs. At this time, there were no other customers, it was a very quiet shop.
He stretched out a finger to the waiter and shook it and said, "It's just me."
The waiter quickly raised his hand and asked him to sit down: Please.
Yàn Shuangying walked to the position beside the wall and leaned against the window, pushed the window open to the door of the dance hall, and could clearly observe the situation there from here, he said: I'll sit here.
The waiter asked: What do you want to drink?
Yàn Shuangying waved her head out the window and asked: When will the dance hall opposite be open?
The waiter replied with a whisper: 6 p.m.
Yàn Double Eagle took off her sunglasses and put them in her leather jacket pocket, saying: OK, beer.
The waiter bowed and said: Please wait.
Then, the double eagle sat down leisurely and smoked.
After a while, from the open window, Yàn Shuangying saw a rickshaw carrying a gorgeous and fashionable girl slowly approaching from the distance of the street.
Interestingly, there were two men in black suits, one tall and one short, trotting behind the rickshaw like bodyguards.
The rickshaw stopped in front of the gate of the Xiaocheng Dance Hall. After getting off the seat, the girl said something to the two bodyguards, and then walked towards the Asian and European cafe with her wonderful figure.
The waiter then put the beer from Yàn Double Eagle on his small table and said: Sir, your wine.
Come on, Yàn Shuangying winked at the waiter, pointed out the window and walked towards the woman coming here and asked: Is that woman from the dance hall?
The waiter looked at it and replied: Yes Ah.
Yàn Shuangying asked: What is her name?
The waiter was slightly stunned and said: Sir, I advise you not to make any decisions about her.
Yàn Shuangying looked at the waiter seriously and asked: Why?
She is the girlfriend of Mr. Ma, the owner of this dance hall.
The waiter paused after saying that, afraid that the Shuangying would not understand, and added: This Mr. Ma is a background-related person and is not easy to mess with.
Yàn Twin Eagles took out a silver dollar from their pockets and put it in the waiter's hand.
The waiter instantly changed his face to be flattered: Ouch, sir, thank you, sir, thank you, sir.
Yàn Shuangying said: What else is there about this woman? Let me tell me.
The waiter immediately said like a bamboo tube pouring beans: OK.The woman's name is Juzi, the leader of the dancers in the small urban dance hall. She is a famous shrew nearby. She can beat and scold her. She has joined the boss Ma Zhicheng here.I heard that Boss Ma is the eldest brother of the Qing Gang, which is very difficult to mess with Ah!
Yàn Shuangying said to himself: So that's it.
As he was talking, the shrew in the waiter's mouth had pushed the door and walked in.
The waiter changed his flattering expression and quickly met: Hey!Miss Orange.
Miss Orange's voice was as arrogant as her temperament: Xiao Zhao, give me a cup of coffee.It should be thick, without sugar.
The waiter warmly agreed: OK, come soon.
Looking at this woman from a close distance, her makeup was very bright, her fashionable Ruyi Kuai Aisi hairstyle, dark eyeshadow, her long eyelashes and charming eyes made her full of the unique erotic taste in the romantic scene.
On her delicate and fair face, her high nose bridge showed some sharp and domineering lines, her slightly pursed red lips seemed to be angry and smiling, and a pair of shiny and dazzling crystal earrings embedded in her pink earlobes, undoubtedly giving her a bit of arrogant and cold temperament.
Miss Orange's white fur coat was naturally and boldly opened. You can see that her graceful and hot figure was outlined by the black tight skirt, and the two slender and well-proportioned legs below were particularly attractive.
The cafe was not very space, so Miss Orange twisted her steps and sat on the seat next to the double eagle. Two bodyguards, one tall and one short, followed her and stood behind her.
As soon as she sat down, Miss Orange gracefully stretched out her slender fingers wearing a huge diamond ring, picked up a slender lady's cigarette and turned her head. Seeing this, the short bodyguard behind immediately bowed forward, took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for her. It was so stylish.
Yàn Shuangying sat sideways, put her right arm on the back of the chair, and admired the cold and charming girl with an indescribable look.
Feeling the clearly malicious gaze from others, Miss Orange slapped contemptuously, turned her head and waved her hand, and called the short man behind her again.
She muttered a few words in the short bodyguard's ear, and the short man immediately stood up and looked at the adjacent table, then walked to the front of the double eagle and stared at him with a fierce look.
YànShuangying asked in response to the short gaze: Is there anything wrong?
The short man threatened: Did you know that sometimes your eyes are going to cause trouble.
YànShuangying seems to be a little interested in this topic: Oh?!when?
The short man said: When it saw something that shouldn't have been seen.
Yàn Shuangying asked: What shouldn’t be seen?
The short lady pointed to Miss Orange next to her, and then said arrogantly: It is our eldest woman, not something you should appreciate.
Yàn Shuangying threw away the cigarette butts in her hand, raised her legs and said calmly: I thought this was a free country and could see what I wanted to see.
The short man grinned and said: Hehe, it seems you have misunderstood.
As he said that, he picked up the beer on the small table, shook his wrist and splashed the beer on the face of Yàn Double Eagle.
The scene suddenly became silent. Yàn Shuangying stood up expressionlessly, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face clean, and then walked to the service counter.
Seeing that he had successfully scared the man away, the short man was still unsatisfied, and pointed and threatened: One of your feet was already in the grave!
Yàn Shuangying said to the waiter at the counter: Waiter, check out.
The kind waiter was afraid that the double eagle would suffer a loss if he stayed here, so he quickly whispered: No need to get married, go quickly.
Yàn Double Eagle took out a stack of silver dollars from the pocket of the coat, and gently placed it on the counter.
The waiter widened his eyes and said in confusion: This... sir, you...
Yàn Shuangying told the waiter seriously: Put it away, you need to redecorate it here.
After saying that, he turned around and waved to the short man, and said: Come here.
Seeing that the boy seemed to have been scared enough, the short man walked over with great might.
YànShuangying asked: You just said, I have stepped into the grave with one foot?
The short man seemed to be very satisfied with his metaphor: Hehe, yes, how about it?
YànShuangying suddenly changed the topic: I found a bruise on your forehead.
When the short man heard this, he subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead.
Yàn Shuangying continued: I have medicine here to cure your bruises.
The short man seemed to realize that the person in front of him was fooling him, and immediately said angrily: What are you talking about?!What bruises?!
Yàn Double Eagle raised his eyebrows and said: No, but it will be there right away.
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fist of a sand bowl hit the short man head in front of him, and the fierce force knocked him out, and he turned over several tables and chairs, and finally hit the wall and fell to the ground.
The tall man on the other side immediately rushed towards the Yàn Double Eagle when he saw his companion suffer.Yàn Shuangying calmly, and he used a clutch to lock his neck and threw him back.
The short man was beaten to the point of being star-stirring, and he got up crookedly.With dizziness, he saw that the man who was not rude to Miss Orange was walking towards him, so he waved his fists hard.
But what he hit was all the air in front of the two eagles.
Yàn Shuangying waited for the short man to punch a few air fists, then walked over and lifted his collar, threw the short man out of the cafe with the window.
The tall man rushed over again at this time, and Yàn Shuangying turned sideways, clamped the back of the visitor's neck with his hands, and pressed his head into the service counter where the waiter was standing.
Miss Orange only saw the tall headless body fluttering outside the counter for a few times, and then fainted.
In an instant, the two bodyguards were knocked down, and the tables and chairs in the cafe were also rolled upside down, and it was messy.
Miss Orange, who was still arrogant and cold just now, was already scared to the point of being scared, and stood aside and did not dare to show off.
Yàn Shuangying slowly walked to Miss Orange, raised her chin and looked at her coldly.
Orange avoided the man's gaze and her body was trembling constantly. She asked in horror: You...you, what are you going to do?!
After a moment of silence, Yàn Shuangying said calmly: I said this is a free country and you can see what you want to see.Do you agree with what I said?
Orange trembled and tried hard to squeeze out two words from her lips: Same, same... Agree.
YànShuangying didn't say anything else, turned around and was about to leave.
Just then, the phone ringing on the service counter rang. Yàn Shuangying picked up the microphone and notified to the other end of the phone: Hello... I need to renovate it here... about half a month.
After saying that, he hung up the phone and walked out of the cafe with ease.
At this time, the sound of the fight had already alarmed passers-by and the surrounding neighbors. They all gathered around the entrance of the cafe and stretched their necks to watch the fun. When they saw the Yàn double eagles coming out of it, everyone quickly gave up a passage for the assailant.
The short man was heavily thrown to the side of the road, and he was still sitting on the ground and feeling dizzy and unable to recover.
Yàn Double Eagle calmly put on sunglasses, stepped onto the bicycle and rode to the short man, looked down at him and said: It seems that I have understood it correctly.
As he said that, he pedaled hard on the pedal, and the bicycle wheels rolled over the shorter legs one after another, and then he moved away.
In the cafe, Miss Orange stood blankly, and then she heard the miserable wail of a short man from the street. Her whole body was as stiff as a stone.
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