Chapter Twenty-Three: Rush
Yan Qi quickly deployed, and the Qinglong Gang stepped on the axe gang in more than 20 casinos, brothels, and tobacco houses in the French Concession overnight, not only Chen Zude did not expect it, but even the French consul was shocked.
In addition to the strong strength of the Qinglong Gang, Yan Qi had a good relationship with the high-level of the Public Concession, and at the same time began to establish diplomatic relations with the Nanjing Nationalist Government, which made the French Concession feel an unprecedented crisis, so he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Yan Qi.
It's a pity that the Axe Gang's operation failed, not to mention, and was defeated by Yan Qi's lightning counterattack.
The French consul understood that the development of the form was very unfavorable to him, so he changed his strategy and took the initiative to ask for mediation
The negotiation was arranged in the city that never sleeps on the border between the public concession and the French concession, Yan Qi naturally would not be careless, this time he did enough security, so he was relieved but Zhu Fei Xiao Nanjing and Bingyue went together.
Chen Zude is called an old ghost not because he is old, but because he is cunning and treacherous.
Seeing Yan Qi, he actually looked very friendly, and said with a somewhat flattering look: "Yan Qiye, I haven't seen you for a long time, your demeanor is better than before."
Yan Qi snorted and said: "The affairs of the Chinese do not need to trouble others, since the consuls are willing to testify for us, it is okay, Old Ghost Chen, we still come according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you have no opinion."
"Of course not," Chen Zude said: "Yan Qiye, you made a rule when you debuted, and the territory you stepped on couldn't kill people before a cigar went out, so you gave up, are you still counting?"
Yan Qi did grab land like this when he started his business, but he hadn't done it himself for a long time, not to mention that now he was very weak, he didn't expect Chen Zude to make such a request.
Since it was Yan Qi's own rules, the British and American consuls did not object, and they seemed to be quite interested in it.
Yan Qi didn't answer, but just took out a cigar and lit it, took a deep breath, then put it on the ground, and arched his hand: "Gang Master Chen, please."
Chen Zude pulled out two knives, the knives and knives were all key to Yan Qi, Yan Qi had no weapons, and the moves didn't seem to be any school, but they were simple and practical, clean and neat.
After ten moves, Chen Zude was already forced to breathe, and suddenly Yan Qi flew up and kicked his left knife, and his right hand had moved his right wrist, easily dodging the right knife, and put it on Chen Zude's neck.
The victory and defeat have been decided, Yan Qi looked at the cigar that had already burned half, he was not satisfied, and said with a frown: "If it weren't for the fact that my strength hadn't recovered, how could it have been used for so long, Chen Zude, do you have anything to explain in the future?"