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Accompanied by a loud whistle, the Swire cruise ship coming from Hong Kong slowly docked at Shiliupu Pier.
After fastening the cable and connecting the gangway, the cabin door opened and the passengers who had been waiting impatiently surged down.
In contrast, the dedicated passage for first-class cabins was not crowded, with only a dozen or so passengers strolling down.
Among the dozen passengers, there was a young man who stood out very clearly. He was tall, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and had particularly bright black eyes.
Behind this young man, there was an entourage.
The entourage carried a large suitcase and followed the young man with difficulty.
When the young man got off the boat, the bustling atmosphere of Shanghai immediately hit his face.
"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu that smells stinky and tastes delicious, costs two coins a piece."
"Cigarettes, paws, matches, buttons, needles, threads, and other gadgets."
"Sir, do you want a rickshaw? I, He Laosan, am a famous scud in Shanghai!"
"Sell the newspaper, sell the newspaper, the Sassoon Guards refuse to release Huang Jingrong, the Zhongxin Society declares an all-out war with the Sassoon Guards!"
The young man who was striding forward suddenly stopped, and then said to the newspaper boy next to him who was drinking loudly: "Kid, bring me a newspaper."
"Okay." The newsboy handed over a copy of the Ta Kung Pao.
The young man casually stuffed one yuan of French currency into the newsboy¡¯s hand and said, ¡°No need to look for it.¡±
"Thank you, thank you sir, sir, you are such a good man, I wish you a long life." The newsboy was suddenly surprised. Although the legal currency has been seriously devalued, one yuan of legal currency is still far more than the value of the newspaper.
"A long life?" The young man shook his head and thought to himself, "If you can live to be thirty, you will burn high incense."
Shaking his head, the young man opened the newspaper and saw the announcement of Zhongxin Society on the front page.
While reading the newspaper, the young man said to his entourage: "Ah Guang, remember that this Zhongxin Society was founded by the Youth Gang tycoon Huang Jingrong, right?"
"Yes." The entourage nodded, "Huang Jinrong founded it three years ago with the purpose of counteracting the influence of Hengshe founded by Du Yuesheng. The two major societies have been fighting in Shanghai for three years and still can't tell the difference. Today Forced into this by an unknown Sassoon guard."
The young man asked again: "What's going on with this Sassoon Guard?"
"This Sassoon Guard is more complicated." The entourage said, "Of course it is the guard of the wealthy Jewish businessman Sassoon, but there seems to be another mystery in it. The director asked the Shanghai Station to thoroughly investigate the details of the Sassoon Guard, but Li Chenglong This idiot has not seen any movement for a long time, and it is precisely because of this that the bureau chief was furious and dismissed him."
"Let's not talk about him." The young man shook his head and said, "Call two rickshaws."
"Yes, young master." The attendant responded in a low voice, and immediately waved for two rickshaws.
The two got in the car and headed west along Xiaodongmen Street, through Shanghai City, turned from Xiaoximen to the upper slope, and entered the French Concession.
At this moment, fierce gunfire suddenly rang out from the front.
The attendant on the rickshaw behind him subconsciously wanted to draw his gun, but was stopped by a look from the young man in front.
Although we have now entered the French Concession, there are many people and there are many eyes. What if there are Japanese spies around?
After stopping the entourage, the young man turned back and asked the rickshaw driver: "Master, why does it seem like someone is shooting in front of you?"
"That's not true." The rickshaw driver seemed very relaxed and said with relish, "The Sassoon Guards and the Green Gang have been fighting for several days, and people are dying every day."
A cart puller couldn¡¯t tell the difference between the Zhongxin Society and the Heng Society. Anyway, they belonged to the Qinggang.
The young man asked: "Doesn't the patrol room just ignore the beatings and killings in broad daylight?"
"The patrol house?" said the rickshaw driver, "the patrol house and the Sassoon Guards are the same family. It would be nice if they don't help the Sassoon Guards deal with the Green Gang."
"Is this happening?" the young man said in astonishment, "Then who has the upper hand now?"
"That must be the Sassoon Guards." The rickshaw driver said, "The Sassoon Guards have recruited many veterans of the National Army, and they are much better at shooting than those little red guys from the Qinggang."
The young man¡¯s brows furrowed even more.
The young man said: "Master, why do you sound so happy to me?"
"Of course." HuangThe taxi driver said, "These little red guys from the Qing Gang bully us on weekdays. They insist on paying us even if we don't go out on rainy days. They are simply not human!"
After a pause, the rickshaw driver continued: "It's okay now. Since the war between the Sassoon Guards and the Green Gang, these little red guys no longer have time to trouble us. Our life is much better."
A hint of gloom immediately filled the young man's eyes.
While talking, two rickshaws had arrived at the scene of the shootout.
The young man glanced over and saw a smoking shop on the street. The shootout just now was obviously for the ownership or operation rights of the smoking shop.
A group of armed men wearing uniforms similar to patrol officers were cleaning the battlefield.
On the street, dozens of armed men dressed in black lay scattered.
¡°Needless to say, the young man figured out that those cleaning the battlefield were the Sassoon Guards, while those lying on the ground were the gangsters of the Green Gang.
The young people looked at the weapons and equipment of both sides.
I saw that the Sassoon Guards were all old-fashioned Enfield rifles.
However, the weapons of the Youth Gang gangsters on the opposite side are much worse. Except for a small number of shell guns or Browning pistols, most gangsters still use small axes.
The young man deliberately observed the reactions of the surrounding shops and pedestrians on the street, and unexpectedly discovered that the surrounding shops and pedestrians on the street were surprisingly calm.
There were even many small shop owners who came out to say hello to the Sassoon Guards.
Young people can feel that the Sassoon Guards are very popular among the surrounding shops and pedestrians.
Seeing this scene, the young man¡¯s brows became more and more frowned. This was not a good sign.
Not far to the west, we encountered another gunfight, but this time there was no suspense. A dozen Youth Gang gangsters tried to harass a gambling house, and the Sassoon Guards guarding the gambling house were wiped out.
More than a dozen gangsters were all beaten to death, and no one could escape.
The young man frowned more and more, because he found that what the rickshaw driver said was true. These members of the Sassoon Guards all have good military qualities, and they are most likely to be veterans of the national army.
Half an hour later, the rickshaw arrived at No. 70 Dumei Road.
The young man and his entourage paid the money, sent the rickshaw away, and walked towards the gate.
A Hurricane team member guarding the gate immediately came forward and shouted: "Get out, is it easy to enter here?"
The young man didn¡¯t say much nonsense and directly took out his military officer¡¯s ID card. The Hurricane team members were surprised when they saw the military officer¡¯s ID card. I bet it was the newly appointed military commander of Shanghai District who had arrived! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com