Chapter 25: Kidnapping

"Want to know why I kidnapped you? Want to know why you were asked to learn our methods first? He Zhaoxing followed Chen Wenqiang's example, tilted his head left and right, and examined Xu Anbao's expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xu Anbao subconsciously shook his head, and immediately said with a flattering smile: "The methods of the heroes are powerful, how can those miscellaneous pieces of the Green Gang be the opponents of the heroes?" Kill well, kill well. ”

He Zhaoxing frowned, peeked at Chen Wenqiang, and didn't have any indicative movements, so he had to cough dryly and said, "Let's be honest with you, we think you are still a villain who can return to righteousness, so we will spare your life." ”

"Thank you, thank you—"

"Shut up, I'm not done yet!" He Zhaoxing snorted and continued: "The forces of the French Concession must be reshuffled-" After a pause, he saw Chen Wenqiang nodding lightly, his spirits lifted, he knew that he had learned well, and his voice was also raised, "No matter which gang or faction, those who do evil will not end well, those who should be killed will be killed, and those who should be taught a lesson." As for you, as a patrol and a Chinese, you must take responsibility in the future, punish the evil and eliminate adultery, and maintain public order. Do you understand? ”

Xu Anbao nodded again and again as if he didn't understand, and then asked hesitantly: "Then, what about Huang Jinrong?" ”

"Huang Jinrong, naturally killed." He Zhaoxing's eyes widened and said, "How did he climb up, don't you know?" relied on his whiskers to shoot horses, bribing and sending money to the French; There is another group of people who direct and act with him, like a master of solving crimes, and please the French. What about you, you can't learn, don't imagine him like that? ”

"Learn, learn, I will learn." Xu Anbao somewhat understood that this was to use him and control him, so as to get help in the face of the Bai Dao officials in the French Concession.

Chen Wenqiang sighed secretly, made a gesture at He Zhaoxing, and turned around to a secluded place. When He Zhaoxing caught up, he said: "This Xu Anbao has grown a big man in white, but he is a little useless, no wonder he ranks first, but he only mixes three heads." However, for now, it can only be used. Leave him here first, get Huang Jinrong here, maybe scare him a little more, and cheer this guy up. Well, in the future, the powerful brother will help him first, support him on the surface, and secretly prepare for the replacement. ”

"The mud can't hold up the wall." He Zhaoxing also looked down on this tall and tall man, but time was tight, and it was too late to change people, "I will take people to the French Concession and bring Huang Jinrong here." ”

"There is no one in life, and there is no corpse in death." Chen Wenqiang reminded: "You don't have to bring it back alive. Well, I'll go with you. ”

Although Chen Wenqiang personally went to underestimate their ability, He Zhaoxing also knew that this matter was important, and he couldn't afford to be late, nodded vigorously, and went down to arrange manpower.

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The Yellow Mansion in Tongfuli was originally a two-story Shikumen exclusive residence, but now Huang Jinrong has risen to the high position of the inspector of the patrol house, the official has become bigger, and the wealth has been made a lot over the years, so it is time for the mansion to be expanded. He annexed his left neighbor, which was also a two-story Shikumen building, and the two families were merged into one, but the façade was not open, only two iron gates were added in front of the two Shikumen.

From the outside, they are two unconnected houses, but on the inside there is a secret door connecting the two houses. According to Huang Jinrong's assumption, the building on the right also has to find a way to occupy it, so that the yellow house that is sandwiched in the middle can be considered safe.

Unfortunately, his thoughts could only come to an abrupt end tonight. And the killer team led by Chen Wenqiang also broke through the wall from the family on the right and infiltrated the yellow house. Making plans, reconnaissance in advance, and division of labor, the killer team is becoming more and more professional.

The struggle over the past few days has made Huang Jinrong physically and mentally exhausted, lest the chaos become too big and make the French master unhappy. Therefore, although the two sides had a dispute over the location of the tea, when it was finally decided, Huang Jinrong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although eating tea is in the Chinese world, and Huang Jinrong can only negotiate as a gang leader, he doesn't think that these Jianghu characters dare to touch him. Gangs, except for the alternative of killing officials and rebelling, who dares to compete with the seals and guns? He is wearing a tiger skin, and he has the support of the French behind him, and those guys are not going to beg for food in the French Concession?

Therefore, although the time to eat tea was delayed for several days, as soon as it was confirmed, Huang Jinrong also breathed a sigh of relief. Because of a drama garden, so many things have happened, and so many people have been killed and injured, he is also tired, enough is enough. Tomorrow's things have been arranged, change clothes, who knows if it's a patrol, bring a few guns, this loss can't be eaten. He was at ease, and he slept soundly, and the slight noise outside could not disturb his sweet dreams.

The action was quick and decisive, the weapons were also advanced, the pistol with a silencer, the towel soaked with anesthetic, several black shadows flickered, and two bodyguards and a subordinate were put down one after another, approaching the main room of Huang Jinrong's bedroom. Several people took their positions in front of the door, each taking care of their belongings, and as soon as the latch was pulled, several people rushed in.

Huang Jinrong woke up suddenly, the two wind lanterns wrapped in black cloth had been turned on, and under the illumination of the light, several powerful big hands held him and Lin Guisheng like iron tongs, and two smelly towels covered his mouth and nose. After a few futile struggles, their vision gradually blurred, their brains became dizzy, and the two of them no longer moved.

After tying the golden ropes, stuffing rags in their mouths, and putting them in sacks, several big men turned around and went out of the house, and closed the door again. The people in the courtyard also cleaned up the scene, and the two bodyguards who were shot were also put into sacks, carried up, and headed to the front door.

The large iron door was slowly pushed open, and the oiled doorway made no sound. A little light came out and flickered, and a moment later two small carts came to the door, loaded them with sacks, and quickly pushed them away. The team members who took off their hoods and black clothes came out in twos and threes, divided into groups, and disappeared into the vast night.

Not far away, in the alleys, the sound of tuk-tuk hooves of sacks of carriages sounded as they went, sometimes shortening or lengthening their shadows in the dim streetlights.

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