In the past few months, most of the warehouses on the shore of Pudong have been acquired by industrial companies, and most of the warehouses are now empty, and the warehouses without a trace of light are almost as dark as ghosts.

While laboriously carrying a basket of steamed buns, Zhang Jing pushed the door and walked into the warehouse. The walls of this warehouse are still painted with the words "Dregs and Wheat Foreigners" and a string of English tables. This is a warehouse bought by an industrial company half a month ago, and it is now where Zhang Jing and others are hiding.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Zhang Jing heard a shouting from the warehouse.

"What the fuck are you guys arguing about!"

Zhang Jing shouted as he threw the basket to the ground.

"Let's all eat! Steamed buns, braised pork! Make it all! ”

As soon as his words fell, the people in the warehouse ran over to grab the food, and the warehouse, which had been empty three days ago, was now full of crates, a total of two thousand five hundred and thirty-six outer crates.

While they were eating, the monkey walked towards Zhang Jing, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Jing glanced at him, and the two walked towards the corner of the warehouse.

"Brother Jing!"

When he saw that there was no one around, the monkey began to speak.

"When you went out to get food just now, Mazi pried open a box!"

"What!"

Zhang Jing's face changed, and his eyes showed anger, but he motioned for the monkey to continue.

"At first, they thought that the box was filled with tobacco or something valuable, but as soon as they opened the box!"

The monkey deliberately lowered his voice again.

"The one-color foreign gun in the long box, the new foreign fast gun!"

The monkey's words stunned Zhang Jing, the box was filled with a gun! What did the boss tell them to steal guns for!

"The short box is full of bullets! Pockmarks, they said...... Now the boss is being put in a foreigner's prison, and it is uncertain whether he can be released, he said......"

"Say what!" Zhang Jing asked with a cold face.

"He said that instead of waiting here, it would be better for the big guy to sell these foreign guns and split the money, and he said he knew ......."

"He dares!"

Zhang Jing snorted coldly, with some ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Monkeys, what do you mean!"

"Brother Jing, no, you have been a showman, I will listen to you."

Standing straight in the warehouse compound. Squinting under the moon, Zhang Jing finally smoked another cigarette, and then knocked off the ashes in the cigarette pouch, and occasionally he would cast his eyes on the warehouse, where a group of people were discussing something, and he "rationally" chose to avoid it.

"Brother Zhang!"

A man walked out of the shadow of the warehouse and approached, and by the moon, Zhang Jing could see his pockmarked face. He is Mazi, what his name is, Zhang Jing doesn't know.

Intuitively peeking to the right, Zhang Jing saw a few people standing by the door of the warehouse at a glance, obviously Mazi had already moved some people.

"Those fast guns, which are contained in boxes, if they are transported to the mainland, they can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and then we can divide tens of thousands of taels of silver!"

Although it was dark, the moon still reflected the greedy color on Mazi's face.

"So what about our boss!" Zhang Jingyi also asked politely.

"Boss!"

Mazi smiled.

"The boss is an old man, he offended the foreigners this time, and it is a question whether he can come out alive! We've been here for three days, has anyone come to see us? The boss has long forgotten about our brothers, and if the boss is in trouble, we naturally don't have to work for him! ”

Staring at Mazi, Zhang Jing looked at this person and felt a wave of nausea in his heart.

"By the way, how do you ship this thing out of Shanghai, transport it to the mainland, and sell it to someone?"

As he spoke, Zhang Jing glanced at the open warehouse door, and there were no monkeys in sight, and Zhang Jing, who knew what the monkeys were doing, stared at Mazi, looking like he was waiting for him to answer.

"Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry about this, brother, I have been in the Qing Gang, so I can naturally find a boat, I only need to exchange dozens of quick guns, and when the ship arrives in the mainland, as long as we have foreign guns in our hands, those old money, bandits or something, all of them are holding silver in their hands, rushing to buy guns from us!"

Mazi lowered his voice again, looking mysterious.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Zhang, in the past, my brother also fell on the grass when he was in western Henan, so he is naturally familiar with the mountains there, and he also has some acquaintances.

Mazi, who was originally a little proud, saw a sneer on Zhang Jing's face, and even those eyes were cold.

"Mazi, you know who I hate the most!"

Zhang Jing's voice made the air suddenly cold, and he stared at Mazi.

Without waiting for Mazi to open his mouth to speak, Zhang Jing took out a pistol from behind his waist, this is the gun given to him by the boss, but he didn't expect to use it when he stole the gun, but he used it.

Zhang ...... Brother Zhang stared at the muzzle of the black hole, and Mazi's pockmarked face instantly lost a trace of blood.

"What I usually hate most is a bastard like you!"

Yu Guang saw that there was already a quarrel in the warehouse, and the shouting was getting louder and louder, and a few people were running towards this side at the warehouse gate, their faces changed, just when Mazi was about to speak, Zhang Jing's index finger snapped, and the crisp gunfire broke the silence in the warehouse courtyard, and the original unkempt warehouse was also quiet, and the people running outside the warehouse door instantly froze, and everyone looked at Zhang Jing with a gun in disbelief.

With a pistol in his hand, looking at the twenty-six people who were pushed into the courtyard by monkeys and others with empty guns, Zhang Jing roared in a deep voice.

"Tie them all up!"

When those people were tied up, Zhang Jing looked at the monkey and others who were not shouting when they were holding guns, but their brows were furrowed, the guns they were holding were simply burning sticks, if it wasn't for the boss giving him a gun.

"Monkey!"

The monkey who was carrying a gun and tying up people hurriedly ran over and looked at Zhang Jing, whose face was like frost.

"Tie a stone to your feet, and throw it all into the Huangpu River to feed the fish!"

Sirtiz was a restaurant frequented by the wealthy and famous in the concession. Compared with those large restaurants, the small area with only more than ten tables of Siltis's Western Restaurant has made this small restaurant have a great reputation in the upper house society in the concession with its elegant and unique taste and the chef Siltis from France.

Despite the prohibitive price, this restaurant has been a restaurant that has had to be booked weeks in advance since it opened, and getting a table in a short period of time has become a display of power and a boast of money. Some high-end Western restaurants in the concession are restricted to foreigners.

The French chef Siltis is a typical liberal, and in his opinion, everyone should have the right to enjoy food, of course, if you can afford it, so this restaurant is one of the few high-end restaurants in the concession that is open to Chinese.

As in the past, the restaurant is not very spacious, and every guest is seated. Xiao Xinren, who was sitting in the restaurant, occasionally raised his eyes to look at Catherine, it was very difficult to set such a table so quickly, but when Catherine asked people to make a reservation this afternoon, as soon as the restaurant manager heard Catherine's name, the door of the restaurant automatically opened, and the best table in the hall suddenly became empty.

"It's really the rose of the Far East that never withers!"

The special treatment and Catherine's beauty made Xiao Xinren sigh a little.

However, for a woman like Catherine, Xiao Qiren has always held a respectful attitude, as a Chinese studying in the United States, the experience of studying in the United States really told him that for Europeans who regard themselves as civilized people, their hostility to interracial marriage is so in the United States, even more so in Shanghai, silently picking this rose that will never fade in the Far East, has brought him too much trouble.

Seeing Xiao Xinren take out her pocket watch again to look at the time, Catherine smiled slightly.

"In the concession, Sassoon is like a king, and every time he makes other people wait for him for at least half an hour!"

"He's proud, isn't he?"

Drinking the coffee in the cup, Xiao Xinren's eyes were still cast towards the door of the restaurant.

"Thank you! Miss Catherine! ”

When she retracted her gaze, Xiao Xinren thanked Catherine. When Sassoon asked to see him at this restaurant, and it was two hours later, knowing that it was not easy to sit in this restaurant, he had to ask Catherine for help.

"This is what I should do!"

Xiao Xinren's thanks made Catherine look a little embarrassed, from the beginning to the end of this matter, all the troubles were caused by her, if she hadn't said to go to the Bund Garden four days ago, maybe this kind of thing would not have happened at all.

And to a certain extent, the reason why Charlie clashed with Chen Moran was also because of her.

Just as Catherine opened her mouth to explain, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Jacob, wearing a top hat and a suit? Sassoon walked into the dining room, and when he walked into the dining room, as if the king were coming, everyone in the dining room stood up and addressed him, Sassoon's face was somewhat arrogant, but he politely took off his hat and saluted others in return.

Sassoon, who enjoyed the king's treatment, walked to Catherine's table and saluted Catherine quite gracefully.

"Hello, Miss Catherine, you are still as beautiful as ever!"

When Sassoon was doing it, the foreman took out the napkin, shook it off in a chic manner, and spread it on Sassoon's lap. Then the grinning maître d'être d'être filled his glass.

"Please take your time, Mr. Sassoon!"

"Thank you! Mr. Sassoon! ”

Catherine, who was smiling, looked at Sassoon, and couldn't help but think in her heart, why is Sassoon here, originally, if he had already explained Charlie, there was no need to come here at all, just because of the expensive dishes here?

He's Sassoon! Shanghai's real estate king.

While thinking in Catherine's heart, although Xiao Xinren's heart also had the same doubts as you, he was more concerned about Chen Moran.

"Mr. Sassoon, I hope you have good news!"

"Mr. Xiao, I think, if you want, you can go to the prison at any time to pick up Mr. Chen, Mr. Charlie has given up suing Mr. Chen!"

Xiao Xinren and Catherine were both happy at the same time, but before Xiao Xinren could speak, Sassoon continued to speak.

"However, you should know that Mr. Chen needs to make some compensation to Mr. Charlie for his actions, and now Mr. Charlie has entrusted this matter to me with full authority, which is not ......."

Sassoon smiled and gestured to the next table.

"At Mr. Charlie's request, I have brought in some friends as witnesses!"

Xiao Xinren frowned, still not understanding what Sassoon meant.

"What Mr. Charlie is asking for is very simple, appropriate compensation and a public apology!"

Sassoon's smile made Xiao Xinren feel an ominous premonition in his heart, and he vaguely guessed that the compensation of the cities and cities was not only appropriately described, but also a public apology!

Sassoon was still smiling, and as he held out a finger, the assistant who had been standing behind him pulled a document from his bag.

"This is a condition put forward by Mr. Charlie, if Mr. Xiao and Mr. Chen agree, I think you can go to the patrol room to pick up Mr. Chen at any time!"

As soon as he opened the folder and glanced at the contents of the document, Xiao Xinren's face suddenly changed, his face became extremely ugly, and there was even anger in his eyes when he looked at Sassoon.

"Mr. Sassoon, this ......"

Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, Xiao Xinren said in as calm a tone as possible.

"It's too much!"

"Mr. Xiao, this is the settlement condition promised by Mr. Charlie, if you refuse, I think Mr. Chen ......"

Ignoring Xiao Xinren's anger, Sassoon smiled slightly, "I can only squat in prison for a few years!" ”

In the prison of the central patrol room, Chen Moran looked at Xiao Xinren coldly.

"Say it again!"

"Compensate Mr. Charlie for a tael of silver, and ...... another"

"One or two! Fuck a couple or two! ”

Before Xiao Xinren finished speaking, Chen Moran had already scolded, one or two silver, that pig could really fucking remember!

"Lao Tzu, it's not fucking on the household registration, he wants a fucking tael, it's obviously a slap in the face, this turtle grandson, I'm going to kill him!"

The reason for his anger is very simple: Li Hongzhang has reached an agreement with foreigners in the capital to pay compensation, and the compensation is according to the 450 million Chinese listed in the household department, each of whom will compensate one or two taels of silver from eight countries, but he is not on the household registration of the Great Qing Kingdom, and naturally those one or two pieces of silver cannot fall on his head, but now Charlie's one or two pieces of silver have just pressed the name of 450 million and one taels on his head, which is more uncomfortable than making him pay tens of taels or even millions of taels.

"Dog, you tell that pig, Lao Tzu gave him a million taels! Fuck off! ”

Xiao Xinren shook his head.

"You know his intentions, Shanghai Dao told them that you haven't settled down yet, so Charlie asked for one or two!"

"Of course I do!"

With a roar, Chen Moran looked at Xiao Xinren with red eyes.

"Weiyang, is there any other room?"

Xiao Xinren, who was speechless, just shook his head.

"Leeway, how can there be any leeway, now outside the door of the central patrol room, it is already crowded with reporters from various newspapers, as long as you go out, you will ......"

"Son of a bitch, Charlie! I'm the eighteenth generation of his ancestors! ”

scolded indignantly, and Chen Moran, who was running wild, stared directly at Xiao Xinren.

"Ignore him and just rob me out!"

Seeing that Chen Moran mentioned the prison robbery again, Xiao Xinren shook his head, since the first day he went to prison, after saying that idea here, Xiao Xinren was thinking about this proposal.

"However, if you really do that, it is even better to go directly to the court and sentence you to two or three years, at least then you don't need to hide in the East Hiding Province, if you really rob the prison, then the court will have the ideal to seize your property, including the industrial company, so to speak, Charlie, Sassoon and the gang of people who are looking forward to the stars and the moon, they are looking forward to you giving birth to this idea in anger!"

"It's hard to make me lose that one or two pieces of silver! Let that Charlie slap me in the face and spit on me again! ”

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan! However, if Han Xin can't bear the humiliation of his crotch, how can he have ......?"

"It didn't happen to you, but if it happened to you, I think you could say it!"

Sitting on the bed, holding his hands with his hands, the hair on the original shaved head was already pierced, with the smooth forehead and the braid at the back of the head, Chen Moran only had the word hatred left in his heart, but if it wasn't for the Manchu Qing Dynasty of this son of a, how could he suffer such a shame today.

Silence, after being silent for more than ten hours, Chen Moran raised his head, but Xiao Xinren was startled by his red eyes.

"Pay him a tael of silver!"

The roar of anger echoed in the cell, and Xiao Xinren nodded bitterly.

When Xiao Xinren completed the formalities and accompanied Chen Moran to leave the central patrol room, there was chaos outside the central patrol room, except for the reporters from several newspapers invited by Sassoon, all the newspapers in the concession sent reporters and photographers. As soon as he saw Chen Moran walking out of the central patrol room, the flashing lights suddenly flashed, and the reporter began to ask various questions.

"Mr. Chen! Look here! Mr. Chen! What does it feel like to lose a tael of silver? ”

"Mr. Chen! Are you going to say something! ”

Although most of the reporters of those Chinese-language newspapers had touted Chen Moran as a "national hero" for beating him up at the public board Charlie because of that brand, now, after Chen Moran paid this price equivalent to humiliation, it did not prevent them from questioning the parties here for the needs of their profession in order to dig up the news.

Behind the reporter were the outermost bystanders who were stopped by the police, many of whom already knew that Chen Moran had paid a tael of silver to Cha and reported the news of apology, but the reason why they gathered here was to hear what Chen Moran had to say.

Standing on the stairs of the central patrol room, Chen Moran mechanically followed them as he moved, feeling dizzy and his eyes stinging from the flashing lights. Faced with all kinds of problems and looking at the expressions of the people around him, suddenly, he stopped and looked directly at the reporter in front of him.

"You want to ask me how I feel!"

Chen Moran was stunned, his face full of sadness.

"There is only one sentence, if the individual is strong and the country is weak, it will always suffer! The humiliation suffered by Mo Ran today is inseparable from the weakness of the country, and Mo Ran has only one sentence of advice to his compatriots, the people of the country should be self-reliant! ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Moran walked towards the carriage with the help of Xiao Xinren on crutches as if he had lost his soul, and until he got into the carriage, Chen Moran was still muttering a sentence on his lips.

"A tael of silver! A tael of silver! ”

(To be continued)