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"hold head high……"

Accompanied by a loud whistle, the Taikoo cruise ship that was sailing from Hong Kong slowly drove into Shiliupu Pier.

Tie the cables and connect the gangway, and then the cabin door opened, and the passengers who had been impatient for a long time rushed down.

In contrast, the dedicated passage for the first class cabin is not crowded, with only a few dozen passengers walking down the garden.

Among these dozen passengers, there was a young man who was very eye-catching. He saw that the young man was tall, in a suit and tie, and his black eyes were particularly bright.

Behind this young man, there was a follower.

The follower followed the young man with a big suitcase with difficulty.

The young man got off the boat, and the prosperous atmosphere of Shanghai suddenly came to his face.

"Stinky tofu, smelly tofu, eat fragrant smelly tofu, one copper plate and two pieces."

"Cigarettes, claws, foreign fires, buttons, needles, threads and brains."

"Sir, do you want a rickshaw? I, He Laosan, is a famous Scud in Shanghai!"

"I've sold the newspaper, and the Sassoon Guard refused to release Huang Jingrong. Zhongxin Agency announced a full-scale war with the Sassoon Guard!"

The young man who was striding forward suddenly paused, and then said to the newspaper boy who was shouting loudly beside him: "Child, give me a newspaper."

"Okay." The newspaper boy handed over a grand communique.

The young man stuffed a dollar of fiat currency into the newspaper boy's hand and said, "No need to look for it."

"Thank you, sir, you are such a good person. I wish you a hundred years of life." The newspaper boy was surprised. Although the fiat currency has depreciated seriously now, the fiat currency of one yuan is still far more valuable than the newspaper.

"Live for a hundred years?" the young man shook his head and thought to himself, "If you can live for thirty, you will burn the incense."

Shaking his head, the young man opened the newspaper and saw that the front page of the headline was the announcement of Zhongxin Society.

While reading the newspaper, the young man said to the accompanying follower: "A Guang, remember that this Zhongxin Society should be founded by Huang Jingrong, the tycoon of the Qing Gang?"

"Yes." The follower nodded, "Huang Jingrong was founded three years ago. The purpose is to offset the influence of Hengshe founded by Du Yuesheng. The two major societies fought in Shanghai for three years but did not distinguish between the top and bottom. Today, they were forced into this by an unknown Sassoon Guard."

The young man said again: "What's going on with this Sassoon Guard?"

"This Sassoon Guard is quite complicated." The entourage said, "Of course it is the guard of the Jewish rich businessman Sassoon, but there seems to be another mystery. The bureau chief asked the Shanghai station to thoroughly find out the details of the Sassoon Guard, but Li Chenglong, the idiot, has not seen any movement for a long time. It is precisely because of this that the bureau chief chief chief expelled him from his post."

"I won't talk about him." The young man shook his head and said again, "Call two rickshaw cars."

"Yes, young master." The follower responded lowly and waved to call two rickshaws.

The two got into the car, headed west along Xiaodongmen Street, crossed the Shanghai city wing, turned the slanting road above Xiaoximen, and began to enter the French Concession.

At this moment, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded in front of him.

The entourage in the rickshaw behind subconsciously wanted to pull out the gun, but was stopped by the young man in front of him.

Although he has entered the French Concession now, he is full of people and eyes. What if there are spies from the Japanese around him?

After stopping the entourage, the young man turned around and asked the rickshaw driver: "Why does it seem like someone is shooting a gun in front of me, this master?"

"That's not." The rickshaw driver seemed very relaxed and said with relish, "The people from the Sassoon Guard have fought with the Qing Gang. They have been fighting for several days, and people are dead every day."

Even if a person pulls a cart, he can't tell the difference between Zhongxin Society and Heng Society, or Qing Gang.

The young man asked, "Don't the police station ignore this battle and killing in broad daylight?"

"Police Room?" said the rickshaw driver, "The Patrol Room and the Sassoon Guard are one of them. It would be nice if they didn't help the Sassoon Guard to deal with the Qing Gang."

"Is this happening?" the young man said in surprise, "Who is the one who has the upper hand now?"

"That must be the Sassoon Guard." said the rickshaw driver. "The Sassoon Guard has recruited many veterans of the National Army, and is much more powerful than the little red guys of the Qing Gang when firing a gun."

The young man's brows became more and more tight.

The young man said, "Master, why do I seem to be quite happy when I hear you?"

"Of course." said the rickshaw driver, "The little red guys from the Qing Gang will bully us on weekdays. If they don't leave the car on rainy days, they have to pay for us. They are simply not humans!"

After pausing, the rickshaw driver said again: "Now, since the Sassoon Guards started a war with the Qing Gang, these little red guys have no time to come to trouble us. Our lives have been much better."

A haze immediately surged in the young man's eyes.

While speaking, two rickshaws had arrived at the scene of the gunfight.

The young man glanced over and saw a big opium house on the street. The gun battle just now was obviously to compete for the ownership or management rights of the big opium house.

A team of armed personnel wearing uniforms similar to those of the police are cleaning the battlefield.

On the street, dozens of militants in black were lying in a row.

Needless to say, the young people argued that the Sassoon Guards were cleaning the battlefield, and the gangsters of the Qing Gang were lying all over the floor.

The young man looked at the weapons and equipment of both sides again.

I saw that the Sassoon Guards were full of old Enfield rifles.

However, the weapons of the Qing Gang gangsters on the opposite side are much worse. Except for a small number of wrench guns or Browning pistols, most rogue thugs still use small axes.

The young man deliberately observed the reactions of the surrounding shops and pedestrians on the street, but unexpectedly found that the surrounding shops and pedestrians on the street were surprisingly calm.

There were even many small shop owners coming out to greet the people from the Sassoon Guard.

Young people can feel that the Sassoon Guard is very popular with surrounding shops and pedestrians.

Seeing this scene, the young man's brows became more and more tight, which was not a good phenomenon.

Not far west, I actually encountered another gun battle, but this gun battle was even more suspenseful. More than a dozen Green Gang hooligans tried to harass a gambling hall and let the Sassoon Guard guards guarding the gambling hall be wiped out.

More than a dozen hooligans were beaten to death, and none of them could escape.

The young man frowned even more because he found that what the rickshaw driver said was true. The members of the Sassoon Guard were all good at military literacy, and it was very likely that they were 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, raised his legs and walked towards the gate.

A Hurricane player guarding the goal immediately came forward and shouted, "Get out, are you just in here?"
Chapter completed!