Late at night, in the French Concession.

Outside the nightclub, the drunken Zhang Wanlin, supported by two dance ladies, slowly entered the car on the side of the road.

"Boss"

The driver in the driver's seat looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Go home or?" ”

"There's no hurry."

Zhang Wanlin, who was still drunk, was no longer half drunk on his face at this time, and under the service of the woman next to him, he lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke out of the window, and said:

"There are too many people here, drive where there are fewer people."

"This"

The driver hesitated: "Recently, there have been endless assassinations on the beach, boss"

"Hahaha", Zhang Wanlin interrupted with a smile: "I just want to see who wants to assassinate me!" Drive now and drive wherever you want! Gotta fish out those little red guys for me! ”

On the street, the car started slowly, and Zhang Wanlin's eyes looked through the car window, staring closely at the flashing neon signs outside.

Those colorful lights and shadows seemed to become distorted in his eyes, reflecting the anger in his heart.

A few days ago, a mysterious person sent a message to him that someone was about to assassinate him.

After receiving this news, he immediately took action, arranged a tight defense line around him, and waited for the killer to pass and throw himself into the net.

However, after waiting for several days, those killers never appeared, and the anger in Zhang Wanlin's heart became more and more vigorous.

So this time, he deliberately played late at night in the nightclub, posing for flaws and luring the killers to show up.

He wanted to see who the divine dared to move him Zhang Wanlin on the beach!

Boom! Bang bang bang.

At this moment, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the street!

In a small three-story building in Zhabei.

This is the house that Zheng Jirong just bought a few days ago, although it is not as luxurious as the western-style villa in the concession, but it is not only the base camp of the Axe Gang, but also very close to the garrison headquarters, once something happens, a large number of people can be summoned in a short time.

At this time, in the living room, Zheng Jirong was sitting by the phone waiting for news from Ma Yongzhen.

If he wants to complete the task of unifying Shanghai Tang, Zhang Wanlin is a hurdle that he can't pass, this guy sits in the French Concession, on the surface he is a business leader and philanthropist, but in fact, he has raised thousands of gangs in private, and his power is greater than that of the three tycoons of the Green Gang.

It can be said that as long as you kill him, the task is almost completed.

It's a pity that this guy has too much influence, and if he gets rid of it in a grand manner, it will be easy to set himself on fire, so he can only borrow Ma Yongzhen's hand to assassinate him, otherwise he would have sent Dapeng Tiezhu out of the horse a long time ago, so why wait until now.

"Brother Rong."

Seeing this, Zhou Xingzu on the side said, "Actually, there is something I have always wanted to ask you. ”

"What?"

Zheng Jirong raised his eyes and asked, since the fall of the Black Dragon Society, this kid no longer has to pretend to be dead, he has been out of the hospital for several days.

Zhou Xingzu put down the melon seeds in his hand, clapped his hands and said seriously: "Why didn't you send me to those assassination missions of yours?" ”

"Send you?"

When Zheng Jirong heard this, he looked him up and down and asked, "Have you ever killed someone?" ”

"No", Zhou Xingzu immediately shook his head and denied it.

"Isn't this enough", Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said: "You haven't killed anyone, how can I send you?" ”

"Hey, although I haven't killed yet, I think about killing people every day."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xingzu pointed at himself and said: "And if I am asked to assassinate, the means and success rate will definitely be more concealed than Ah Xing Tiezhu and them!" ”

"Really. Let's talk about it. Zheng Jirong said curiously.

"Look at it", Zhou Xingzu replied with his fingers: "First of all, I look so handsome, even if I walk in front of others, people will not think I am a killer, and if you look at Ah Xing Tiezhu, they don't have to draw their guns, and others will know that they are not good." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong turned his head to look at Peng Yixing, Tie Zhu and others on the sofa

"Makes sense, go on."

"Secondly", Zhou Xingzu continued: "I will have special functions, I don't need to shoot or throw darts like them, as long as I want to, I can control my mind and let them choke to death when they drink water!" God didn't know it, an accident sent people away directly, no one would have expected that this was an assassination! ”

"Grass!"

Zheng Jirong, who realized it later, slapped his thigh suddenly, "You don't say it earlier if you have this ability!" You wait."

Ding Ding Ding.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang interrupted his words, Zheng Jirong picked up the microphone and listened for a few seconds, and then hung up with a smile as expected.

"Ah Xing."

Looking at Zheng Jirong with a weird smile on the other side, Zhou Xingzu couldn't help but shudder, "What's wrong, Brother Rong?" ”

"It's time for you to appear", Zheng Jirong got up and said to them: "Ah Xing prepares the car, Dapeng Tiezhu, you two stay at home." ”

After speaking, he hugged Ah Xing and sighed: "Zhang Wanlin, this guy has been working in the concession for so many years, it is indeed very difficult to kill."

"Yongzhen and they brought dozens of gunmen, and before they could fire a shot, they were found by Zhang Wanlin's subordinates hiding around and shot to death."

Speaking of this, Zheng Jirong patted Ah Xing's shoulder heavily, "It's up to you now, Xingzai!" As long as you can get rid of him by accident, when you get back to Hong Kong Island, I will be the manager of several casinos for you! ”

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Zhou Xingzu wanted to cry without tears and said: "No, Brother Rong, I'm joking, I believe in Buddhism, and if you move the killing ring, you will go to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"It's useless for you to believe in Jesus, go, while that bastard is now in shock, it's just right for you to solve him!"

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"You know a fart, you have a lot of dreams at night!"

“.”

When the two were still pulling and pulling, Peng Yixing had already walked outside to pick up the car, and at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a piano on the street.

Peng Yixing glanced up, a thin old man wearing sunglasses was stroking a zither opposite, the sound of the piano was tactful and low, silent from afar, and the silence was still in his ears.

After a few glances, he didn't bother and walked straight in the direction of the car.

Although this place in Zhabei is not called a slum, there are also many poor people, although it is late at night, there is a singing on the side of the road, which is also very reasonable.

But just as he was about to open the door and enter the car, the originally gentle sound of the piano suddenly became radical, and the sound was breathtaking, and his heart was suddenly shocked when he heard it!

Peng Yixing immediately turned his head to look, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Boom!

Zheng Jirong and the others, who were playing in the house, suddenly heard a piercing gunshot outside!

"Not good!"

Zheng Jirong's face instantly became solemn, "It's Ah Xing!" Go out and check it out! ”

Hearing this, Du Dapeng and Tie Zhu hurriedly rushed outside the house, however, when they were halfway there, their footsteps slammed suddenly.

A man in a robe and sunglasses stopped at the gate.

(End of chapter)