Chapter 35: What to Draw

Chen Yufeng came to Shanghai, I don't know how many nights passed. He always felt that the night in Shanghai was the most charming. This ancient city was particularly remarkable in the last century. How many thrilling stories have been staged here, or how many bones have been buried in the Huangpu River?

Shanghai Purple Garden is located on the south side of Xishe Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The total area is 1,389 acres, which is equivalent to the area of the Forbidden City. The whole project is surrounded by 8 kilometers of moat, 300 acres of water runs through it, forming 13 islands and 1 peninsula, the islands are connected by European-style colored steel bridges, and the waterfront villas are equipped with private docks. The master plan is built with 268 single-family villas, which fully reflect the uniformity and privacy of each home's landscape.

Chen Yufeng walked in the purple garden, looking at the majestic atmosphere like a royal garden, he couldn't help but sigh: "Beautiful things will die after all, and it's the same here!"

At this time, on a small island in the Purple Garden, it was full of tight guards, and they strictly carried out their own tasks. As for any task, there is only one, and that is the trespasser, who will be killed! In one of the most luxurious villas, Chi Jiulong, the leader of the Axe Gang, was sitting in the hall, lighting a cigar and spitting smoke. The villa was built in the style of Shanghai in the last century. Chi Kowloon is a nostalgic man, and in the room, an expensive gramophone is playing the popular song "Night Shanghai" on a loop. That retro, intoxicating sound feels like it's traveled through decades of time and space, causing a huge conflict in modern times!

"What an ethereal voice! Classics always have their timelessness!" Chen Yufeng, under the leadership of the members of the Axe Gang, slowly found a place to sit down, and sighed with emotion.

Chi Jiulong opened his eyes that had been closed, looked at Chen Yufeng and said, "You are here, Young Master Chen. ”

Chen Yufeng nodded and said, "It's indeed a bit abrupt to come to visit so late, but I still have a cheeky face." ”

Chen Yufeng called himself the younger generation of Red Kowloon, this is an honorific title, for the old underworld boss of Red Kowloon, Chen Yufeng is indeed just a rookie who has just entered the "industry" for a long time, but this rookie has the strength and courage to pull the old bird off the horse!

Chi Jiulong brewed a cup of silver and turquoise Biluochun for Chen Yufeng, and said, "Young Master Chen, try my tea-making skills." ”

Chen Yufeng took a sip and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the Red Gang Master's craftsmanship was so skillful and showed the taste of this Biluochun. I thought you were going to bring me a glass of rice wine!"

"It's true that I was negligent, but Biluochun is also excellent. Chi Jiulong said vague words, and the whole person was suddenly a little stunned.

Chen Yufeng put down the teacup, looked at the gramophone that had been playing "Night Shanghai", and said, "The Red Gang Master is also a nostalgic person!"

Chi Jiulong stared at Biluochun in front of him and said, "Shanghai is a nostalgic place. ”

Ms. Cheng Naishan, who is from Shanghai, once said: The biggest charm of Shanghai is that it is a city with women and charming, so even Shanghai men are a little elegant. Evil is also so evil that it is yin and yang, and it is tricky. When the vicious bullies and warlords in the north came to Shanghai, they evolved into white-faced people who did not kill people and set fires in the open, but did evil things in secret. ”

Chen Yufeng paused and said: "Now that the deceased is gone, we can't make too much evaluation of this passage, but Shanghai does have its own charm. ”

"Throughout the ages, in Shanghai, Du Yuesheng is the one I admire the most, that's all. Speaking of Du Yuesheng, Chi Jiulong's eyes immediately became hot.

"Du Yuesheng? Indeed, Du Yuesheng can be called a model of gangster figures, such a person is rare in the land of China now. Chen Yufeng's eyes showed a hint of remembrance, which made Chi Jiulong slightly surprised.

"Pursue morality, uphold morality and righteousness, trust and help each other, serve the society, and be loyal to the country. Anyway, if we are in the underworld, shouldn't it be like this?" Chen Yufeng said lightly.

"I'm not a literate person like Young Master Chen, I've been in Shanghai since I was a child, and I've survived the life of the knife for many years, and now I've lost the sharpness of the year, if there is a successor, I am also gratified. It's just a pity that our position is different. Chi Jiulong couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Yufeng was silent, silently took out a record from his arms, walked to the gramophone, and said: "Although this "Night Shanghai" is good, it is also good to change the taste. ”

Chen Yufeng replaced the record on the gramophone and replaced it with the record he brought. With the slow movement of the stylus, the voice belonging to Jacky Cheung slowly came out.

"I remember watching "Big Shanghai" starring Chow Yun-fat, this film is based on Du Yuesheng, it's not bad, you can watch it when you have time. Chen Yufeng said with a smile.

"Ten miles of foreign field achievements for a lifetime, the ebb and flow of the ebb and flow, inside and out, are decent, you have been with me for many years, through the forest, the process of beating leaves, the process of vigorous flowers, flowers blooming and falling, ups and downs along the way, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the curtain has not been glorified......

After thousands of sails, you are the only one who can make me miss forever, the icing on the cake is not as good as a feast full of smoke and rain, it is better than a bowl of fine noodles, and a scoop of well water is also sweet......

I have tasted the years like water, you are the only thing in my heart. ”

"It's better to have a bowl of fine noodles? Haha! Well sang, I've tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but I haven't tasted the fine noodles from my hometown for a long time! Young Master Chen, you say, what are we trying to do if we have lived so long in this life?" Chi Jiulong listened to this song, and couldn't help but feel emotional, and his eyes gradually moistened.

"Have we been in this life for a long time? It seems that you have been making a fool of yourself. Chen Yufeng couldn't help but think in his heart.

"What's the picture? I've been thinking about this a lot, but I can't think of a reason. We have worked the road and experienced many ups and downs. When we're at the top, we always think we're missing something. We have power, money, and even women, but this may not be as good as a bowl of hot fine noodles! What we have gained is not the warmth of winter, but the erosion that corrodes our souls!" Chen Yufeng finished his "tirade", picked up Biluochun on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

Chi Jiulong was silent for a while, and then said: "I seem to understand what you mean, but the reality does not allow me to think about this, and it is also a very sad thing to think about!"

Chen Yufeng ignored the self-deprecation in Chi Jiulong's tone, and said slowly from his mouth: "Bamboo canes and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? This sentence also contains Taoist thoughts, but ...... Forget it, if I keep talking, I've become pedantic too. Red Gang Leader, you should know what I'm here for tonight, right?"

Chi Jiulong replied lightly, "I know." ”

"Now that you know, why are you still talking to me so much?" asked Chen Yufeng.

"Because I understand that a new generation is better than an old one, tonight is also a dividing point. I'm not sure I can keep you, how many people know the bitterness of our Axe Gang dominating Shanghai for so long? We are not the strongest after all!" Chi Jiulong sighed, and then walked over to the gramophone, gently stroking it with his big rough hands, his eyes were gentle, like a father treats his children.

Suddenly, Chi Jiulong's gaze became fierce, and he raised the gramophone high, and then slammed it to the ground. "Bang!" the gramophone was smashed into pieces and became a pile of scrap metal!

Looking at Chen Yufeng's surprised gaze, Chi Jiulong said, "Tonight, I, Chi Jiulong, will say goodbye to it. I'm not the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I'm destined to live and die with the Axe Gang!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of men with axes poured out from all sides of the room, their expressions were terrifying, and their bodies exuded a terrifying murderous aura. Chen Yufeng actually saw the will to die in their eyes!

"I've been expecting this for a long time, Red Gang Leader, oh no, it's Red Kowloon. From this moment on, we are already incompatible!" Chen Yufeng pulled out the Ming Hong knife and said lightly.

What are we trying to do in this world? Hmph, who knows!