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On another bloody night, Du Mei, who was silent as silent as a dead ghost, the people of Xin Company patrolled the area day and night.

Hei Shuang two very clever people were observing something with their eyes that were flashing with their aura.

"Erhei, Lao Zhang's action today is probably in the second half of the night. We should go to the house first and go to Heihuo."

"Hot you, do you want to make your dog be castrated? Isn't you? I don't want to be a prisoner. Let's go and go to the roof of the yard."

After muttering in a low voice, the two black shadows turned around and entered the small courtyard not far away. The two rooms were still light, and two figures overlapped through the window curtains, "Damn it, Siwa is so happy, he hugged the girl and fucked us..."

"Shut up, don't worry about catching a cold and calling you to the roof. Let's wait while having sex, and it's a different mood."

Another flew up and kicked his companion on his butt, "I'll fuck your butt, do you want to get cramps in the wind? Fuck..."

As they laughed, the two of them climbed up the roof along the ladder, and then walked down the roof with their backs to the street.

Opposite was Xin's warehouse. The two of them crawled under the dark corner of the roof under the dim moonlight. Someone was patrolling back and forth on Xin's tall warehouse roof. You could see seven or eight black shadows shaking from afar. "Damn it, you're so cautious."

At this time, there were also lights in a courtyard near the inner side of Xiafei's mouth. In addition to Ma Junshan, there was Zhang Chong who had not appeared for a long time. This courtyard was the back courtyard of a tea company. In fact, this company was a contact point that Miao Yixiang invested in and let Zhang Chong quietly establish in the French Concession a year ago. He specifically selected this terrain to be closer to Xin's warehouse area.

Miao Yixiang has long been familiar with the strategy of the Qing Gang. She is very clear about Brother Jiu's idea. So on the day of Brother Jiu's day in London, Miao Yixiang and Qihui discussed building several strongholds in the French Concession, all of which were commercial shops as cover.

The top-level building of the Tea Company is a new company established by Zhang Chong's pseudonym Zhang Tianxiong. It pays protection fees to the local snakes of the Qing Gang in an open manner, which is also a concealment. In secret, it is Zhang Chong's base camp. The brothers living here are Dadu people, and they all go out early and come back late. This building is especially well-connected, connected to several nearby residential courtyards, like a maze. Zhang Chong's two strongholds are in Dongjiadu, where they are trapped in the name of Zhang Chong. Everyone knows that he is Shen Xingshan's powerful supporter in the past, and after the Shen brothers disappeared, he became the biggest "boy".

Regarding Zhang Chong's favor in front of Brother Jiu, he is no less than Ma Junshan and others, but he has been hiding in secret.

"Brother Junshan, will Brother Jiu let us do it? This is quite close to Xinkuangfang, and it is very convenient to do anything."

"Hey... Brother Chong, don't be anxious. We have a pioneer officer now, and he is more anxious than us. If he wants to stay in Shanghai, he has to eliminate Du Huang. We are waiting to start first and then take some time to get some oil. Brother Jiu will come here later."

"Oh? That's really good. Brother Jiu expects that Zhang's surname will take action tonight. I wonder if it's accurate or not. It's so fucking excited."

As the two of them were talking, the sound of the car horn came from outside, "Brother Jiu is here, let's go down."

The two hurried downstairs, and in a short while they met a large number of people including Long Chongjiu, Miao Yixiang, Jennie, Zou Huaizhong, Black Dog.

Several brothers in the room were busy posing for tea and wine, serving fruits, etc. Long Chongjiu smiled, "Brother Zhang did a good job."

"Brother Jiu, aren't you scolding me? I didn't do anything. The tea company didn't give us much benefit to Longshe."

"Ha... If I lived on this tea company, my brothers would have long since disappeared and they would have starved to death."

Miao Yixiang and Jenny sat down on the sofa with Brother Jiu. Long Chongjiu said in everyone's laughter: "I'm here to watch the fun today. Lao Zhang may have the idea of ​​fighting Xin Warehouse tonight. This will be a fierce battle, and the other party's preparations are quite sufficient."

After saying that, he raised his chin at Black Dog. Black Dog responded with understanding: "According to our paparazzi's detailed investigation, we found that there were no less than a thousand elites of Lao Du and Lao Huang hidden near Xin Warehouse. The various shops and houses here almost surrounded Xin Warehouse. If you want to attack this place, you may have to pay ten times the price. Strictly speaking, Du Huang's supervision of the warehouse is ten times more detailed than their own mansion. I roughly estimate that there are no less than fifty machine gun holes blocking the street, and their people are all covered with their people on the commanding heights. Any group of slightly larger groups is equivalent to entering the city of Wu Death when stepping into Dumei Street. Such a layout has only been completed in recent days. It can be seen how much concern Du Huang and the others have for Lao Zhang's betrayal. Brother Jiu's move is very powerful."

The black dog's words changed the faces of Zhang Chong and Ma Junshan. If this is the case, it would be the same for the brothers to rush out as if they were to die. In the past, Xin was a solid piece and was not so strict in defense. At that time, the conflict with Long Chongjiu had not escalated and it was not to the point of life and death. As Long Chongjiu became stronger and the pressure put on them became greater, the situation became worse and worse. From the beginning of the establishment and provocation of the Dragon Slaying Group, Du Huang strengthened his vigilance and defense against Xin Warehouse.

Long Chongjiu glanced at them and smiled and said, "Old Zhang's revenge must have started from Xin Warehouse. He knew that this was the place Du Huang was most concerned about, so he would do everything possible to directly attack them from here. Some of the factors we thought of were hidden inside. This seemingly strict defense is not necessarily completely reliable. I don't believe that Lao Zhang didn't hide his secret tricks here."

Miao Yixiang said: "Brother Jiu, even if there is a show, it will take the second half of the night. Now should we play eight rounds of mahjong and have some fun?"

"Of course it's good, ha..., you go to battle for me, build the city wall with Junshan, Lao Chong, and Black Dog, I'll take a shower first."

While Long Chongjiu and Jenny were entering the hot water pool, Du Daheng of Du Mansion received a report that shocked him.

Wan Molin forced Lao Du out of his aunt's room, "Boss, just now, the Chuan Ji and the Liu brothers from the Eight Immortal Bridge were killed in the Sakura Pavilion. According to the surviving brother, He Changjin, the subordinate of Zhang, did it, and he finally started a war with us."

Du Daheng wearing a nightgown had a gloomy face, "He found out about Kawaji's relationship with us so quickly? You should immediately notify Kawaji's friend Yoshitaka Moriki to see what the Japanese reacted and order Gu Jiatang to guard Xin warehouse for me."

Wan Molin agreed, and just as he was about to turn around, there was a loud bang, and the earth trembled. The sound of the walls collapsed outside the building, followed by the fierce gunshots. Du Daheng's expression changed drastically, "No, the person named Zhang is coming to attack my mansion. Hurry up, mobilize troops."

The Du Mansion is not such a casually broken house. It has entered the courtyard several times, and there are many bodyguards alone.

Wan Molin drew his gun and rushed out first, and rushed towards him with a panicked look on his face, "Master, something is wrong."

"Pan" a big mouth twitched on the man's face, and Wan Molin yelled angrily: "What a panic, let me catch up on me to block it. How elite brothers are there in our mansion? Can they kill in for a moment? Go quickly, fuck..."

The man covered his face and turned around and called on someone to resist. Wan Molin frowned. Where can he transfer people?

While he was thinking, Du Daheng received a call from Huang Mansion in the room, "Brother, come and support me quickly. The person named Zhang hit my house. I fucked his second uncle. This gangster and ungrateful thing knocked down my gatehouse with a cannon."

"Ah?" Du Daheng felt the seriousness of the situation at this moment, "Brother, can't you hear the gunshots from me? The man surnamed Zhang also hit my house. I knew he would take revenge on us, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

"Damn it, there must be a supporter of Long. The person rescued that day must be the one arranged by Long Chongjiu. These two people are wearing pairs of pants. We can't transfer people to emergency first from the Shuku. The other brothers can't quench their near thirst."

"I have to do this. Brother, I'll call you right away. You can carry it first." Du Daheng pressed down the phone and opened it to Xin Warehouse. Du Mansion and Huang Mansion were both close to the Desangku. It took him less than ten minutes to call someone to help.

Zhang Daheng was standing outside the hazy night Xiafei mouth with a cigar in his arms. Behind him was a row of more than ten small cars. A few black people suddenly appeared on the face and completely blocked the mouth leading to Du Mei. The gunfire sounds in the distance became more and more intense. The police officers in the French Concession had been hiding. The Police Department of the Public and Directors Bureau never participated in such a large-scale rogue battle, and it had nothing to do with them who died.

The flames turned red half of the sky, and Ma Hongjun, who was still pale in his face, said beside Zhang Daheng: "Master Zhang, is this a good move?"

Zhang Daheng smiled sinisterly and said, "It must work. The inside of our warehouse is ready. Such fierce gunfire is a hint that they are waiting for the guns outside the warehouse to fire. Today is the last chance to destroy Xin warehouse. There is a large amount of money that I, Zhang Xiaolin, bet on, how can I get them in vain? I have been burning the warehouse here and blowing up the warehouse. Du Huang will hide in trouble. After that, they will be destroyed in half a year. The French Concession will still be our world in the future. I don't know whether this move is useful to others, but it is absolutely effective for people like Du Huang who are afraid of death."

Before the words fell, two people rushed past the black scroll and ran towards Zhang Daheng and others panting.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, the people near the warehouse have begun to be mobilized, one heading south and the other heading north, and each support Du Huang Mansion."

Zhang Xiaolin smiled on his face, took a sip of a cigar and threw it on the ground, "Brothers, it's time to make contributions. If Xin's warehouse is destroyed today, I will reward you with a thousand taels of silver each and rush for me." Du Mei waved her big hand and rushed into her.

At midnight, outside Xin warehouse, it was finally caught in the sea of ​​gunfire of satellite movies, and Zhang Daheng personally led more than a thousand brothers to attack the warehouse.

He Changjin, who attacked Du's mansion and Li Yukui, who attacked Huang's mansion, also led more than 500 troops respectively. After the reinforcements arrived, their battle situation was passively beaten and surrounded by others. Let's fight, kill one to make enough money, kill two to make one.

The mahjong of Xiafei Tea Company was pushed as early as the gunfire sounded. Zhang Chong issued a series of orders. Many of his men and two men brought by Ma Junshan were in the same place. They were ready to go. The two people crawled on the roof and kept watch in the house when the battle at Xin Warehouse began and reported the situation to the headquarters with a transmitter. Ge Xingba immediately passed the news to Zhang Chong.

"Brother Jiu, the telegram is coming, the warehouse is about to start, what are we going to do?" He blushed with excitement.

Long Chongjiu lit a big cigar, and made a hand gesture for everyone to sit down, and smiled and said, "Sit down, hey..., don't be busy, the fierce battle between the two sides has just begun. Lao Zhang is fighting for the back of the water. If Du Huang cannot clean up the Xin warehouse, there will be no big loss of pain. The goods there are worth a huge billion yuan. The funds that Du Huang pressed in are probably half of their property. Zhang Daheng knows this better than anyone else. If you want to defeat Du Huang, you must destroy the drug warehouse first. With our blockade, Du Huang's doomsday is coming."

He paused a little and said, "I mean, wait for them to play for half an hour first. When the situation becomes fierce, we will appear. Junshan brings a steel cannon team. At present, it is our weapon. I don't want my brothers to fight hard. Just use shells. In a while, you go around the back of the poison warehouse. The stormtrooper blocks all the ports, and the artillery team bombards the poison warehouse. Hey, I can't use British ships with strong firepower to these little people, otherwise it will take more than ten minutes to razor the entire French Concession to the ground."

Twenty minutes later, Ma Junshan and Zhang Chong personally led a team of more than five people, led by paparazzi to the Minjuan behind the drug warehouse. The Qing Gang Gun who had been guarding this area was transferred to the front battlefield. After nearly a thousand people were drawn, the warehouse was very difficult to resist against Zhang Daheng's elite main force. Fortunately, both sides were mobs and they were completely useless to fight. Grenades were thrown around, and both sides were in a stalemate. Zhang Daheng was so anxious that he sweated on his head. If the main force still couldn't handle the warehouse, he would probably have no chance in the future. Although there were still more than a thousand people with Fan Chuan brothers on the periphery and guarding the guards, he knew that he could not open the deadlock in front of him even if he was transferred in. "What should I do if Mr. Zhang do? The opponent's machine gun is fierce, and we can't rush in."

The warehouse was already filled with fire. It seemed that the insider was lit by the fire while the chaos was in the chaos, but the fire was getting smaller and smaller.

"Damn it, those idiots inside can't set fire even if they set fire. They are all trash. Let me launch another round of attack."

"Master Zhang, the opponent's firepower is strong. Our brothers have thrown out the grenades. It is impossible for them to rush in. More than two people have died."

"Hold on for a while, I don't believe that Long doesn't look at this time to make a fuss. This is not in line with his style. Once the situation changes, we decide to stay or stay. The growth of Du Huang's mansion and Yu Kui probably can't hold on anymore." Zhang Daheng was full of anxiety.

The fierce gunfire covered their voices, and the residents around them were in great danger. Some women were so scared that they were peeing in the bed. They thought the Eight-Nation Alliance was starting to mess up again, and they hadn't heard such terrible gunfire sounds in many years.

In fact, while Zhang Daheng said this, He Changjin and Li Yukui had already fought with each other and fled with the remaining soldiers. Du Daheng had already received a rescue call from the warehouse. He kept guessing that destroying his subordinates would resolve the crisis as soon as possible and to withdraw troops to support the warehouse. Finally, Wan Molin ran in, "Mr. Du, they retreated, and finally took it."

"Damn it, I've been hit by the trick of the Zhang surnamed Zhang to attack the world. Hurry up, send people to support the warehouse and I will definitely keep it."

Wan Molin's face changed and he reinstalled the gun and said, "Mr. Du, I will bring the troops there myself and I will definitely keep our drug warehouse."

At this time, Huang Daheng also issued an order and quickly sent people to the warehouse to support him. For him, that was the second life.

When the two mansions were drawing six or seven people to the warehouse, Ma Junshan gave the order and forty steel cannons opened fire together.

The earth suddenly shook, and the red flames dyed the dark night sky red. Zhang Chong also ordered his men to send more people, each of whom five grenades to the warehouse. In just a moment, the Gonggong Warehouse was trapped in the fire. Even a heavy rain could not save the fire. The house collapsed, the building was neighed, and the horses were shouting. The sound of tragic roars rose and fell, and the sound of explosions continued to shock people's eardrums.

Zhang Daheng breathed a long sigh, looked at the fire in the warehouse, listened to the screams of the guards inside, and laughed: "Okay, what a Long Chongjiu, it's really a hero, and he actually has such strong firepower. Hongjun, let's just hang up for another five minutes."

He glanced at the gold watch in his arms again. The gunshots in the distance had been extinguished, and told him that the war in the mansion had subsided and Du Huang reinforcements were coming here. Ma Hongjun also looked excited. After so many years, he was involved in such a big war.

Ma Junshan was still counting shells, and he was also looking at his pocket watch. Each cannon was only issued four shells, and he could retreat after it was fired.

Just seven or eight minutes later, more than five people evacuated from the civilian bank without any damage. Although some guards came to the back door to observe the situation, they all flew into the city of Wudian Death. Some brothers were so energetic that they threw them far away, and the back wall of the warehouse collapsed.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the emperor Gangelin of the French Concession could not help but unplug the house of Du Daheng.

"Mr. Du, what happened? Is there a war in the concession? Which side of it?" His voice was very angry.

"Sir, our drug bank is over." Du Daheng said with a desperate look on his face, his voice filled with incomparable grief and helplessness.

Gangelin suppressed the phone without saying a word. If the drug bank is finished, the possibility that he would have wanted to make money from them might be terminated.
Chapter completed!