Carry the Peace Elite through the web drama

Chapter 39 Debt Collection

"Brothers, it is fate for us to meet in this vast crowd. Come, Chen Mou will offer a toast to you."

"Hahaha, brother Chen is proud, come, let's drink together."

Chen Yu and the others were drinking happily, when Yu Er suddenly ran into the courtyard out of breath, and leaned over to Chen Yu's ear and whispered: "Boss, Marshal Zhang asked you to come over, saying that he has something important to explain."

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, put down the wine glass in his hand, and his cloudy brain instantly became sober.

With so many elite soldiers under Zhang Wanlin's command, what would you do with him if you have nothing to do?
"Everyone, my boss has something to do with me, so I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, next time I'll have a good drink with my brothers."

Chen Yu drank the rice wine in the cup with his head up, as a gesture of apology.

"Brother Chen, let's get busy first. Drinking is a trivial matter. You can drink it anytime. Losing your job is a big deal." Chu Yuxian said drunkenly.

Several people had a drink today, and the relationship has become much closer.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave first." Chen Yu waved at Old K and Shark, ordered Hao Xiaowan to wait on the five members of the party, then turned around and left.

.........

Sit in a rickshaw for half an hour,

Chen Yu came to Zhang Mansion.

"Master, what do you need from me?"

When Zhang Wanlin saw Chen Yu, whose face was drunk and red in front of him, he immediately felt disdainful. He was really worthless. He had just become a small boss for a few days, and he began to look cool.

"Well, after all, Lennon was airborne directly to the little boss. I was afraid that my subordinates would be difficult to obey, so I thought about arranging an important task for Lennon."

"Let the commander bother you." Chen Yu's eyes showed gratitude.

Zhang Wanlin sneered in his heart, and pretended to be nice to you on the surface.

"It's like this. Isn't our Yongxin company lending money? There is a small gang called Xiaodao Gang that owes us 2000 yuan, and it has not been paid back after several months. You go and get the money back."

"Yes, Commander, is there anything else?"

"Hehe, young man, you have to start with small things, don't just think about doing big things from the beginning, you know?"

"Understood, my subordinates will leave."

……

"Yu Er, do you know the Little Knife Gang?"

"Small Knife Gang?" Yu Er stroked his chin and pondered, "Uh... I think I've heard of it, it seems to be a small gang with only thirty or forty members.

Hey, by the way, boss, why does the handsome want you? "

"Let me go collect the debt."

"Debt collection? Whom is the debt collection?" Yu Er is used to it, and they often do this.

Yongxin Company has a wide range of businesses, including smuggling guns, selling tobacco, brothels, casinos, filming...

Usury is also one of them.

"The Debt of the Knife Gang"

"What!" Yu Er, who was originally calm, jumped up in shock.

"What? Is there anything special about this knife gang?" Chen Yu was puzzled.

"This...boss, you don't know something. We usually collect debts for some wealthy businessmen in Shanghai. As long as we give Yongxin's name, those people will obediently give us the money. .

But... But this Little Knife Gang is different. It was originally a subordinate gang of our Yongxin, but later took refuge with Shen Qingshan, and the gang also moved to the British Concession. "Yu Er's face was wrinkled with worry: "Let's not talk about whether a dozen of us can beat thirty or forty of them, even if we beat them, the police in the British Concession will not let us go, commander This is not for you to send..."

Realizing that he said something wrong, Yu Er hurriedly covered his mouth.

Chen Yu's eyes flickered. It seemed that Wan Lin would be in trouble sooner or later if he didn't solve it. When he got a firm foothold in Yongxin, he quickly sent him down.

"Take me to the Little Knife Gang tomorrow."

"Boss, I..." Yu Er's expression changed. He joined Yongxin just to make some money. He was lucky enough to gain a future, but he didn't want to risk his life.

"You don't need to fight, just lead the way." Chen Yu lit a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, called a rickshaw, and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

Sure enough, none of these trash can be relied on, and it seems that they still need to recruit some people.

.........

Even though it is still the Republic of China,

Even at night in Shanghai, the lights are still brightly lit, hot music is playing in the dance halls, gorgeous girls are competing to welcome the well-dressed guests, couples are coming and going in and out of western-style restaurants, and various There are snack stalls here, such as pear paste candy, jujube paste shortbread, candied haws...

This is only the glamorous side, and there is another side. It’s already late at night, and there are still many workers at the pier moving goods against the biting cold wind, just to earn more money so that their wives and children can eat more and wear warm clothes. One o'clock; on the tram, pickpockets start to work; in the dark alley, some gangsters are robbing passers-by who are returning home late at night; there are still people throwing corpses on the bank of the Huangpu River...

Darkness and light always coexist, but Shanghai is a little darker at this time.

British Concession,
Longxing Wharf,

Two unexpected guests came here tonight.

"Is that so?"

"Well... yes, this is it." Yu Er looked around vigilantly, like a frightened monkey.

"You wait here." Chen Yu walked into the warehouse in front of him with a knife.

He urgently needs an opportunity to make a name in Yongxin, and this time is a good opportunity.

In the warehouse, Daqing Daming, the boss of the Knife Gang, was inspecting the goods by the faint candlelight. After he transferred to the British Concession, he didn't do well, so he could only work as a bodyguard for some shipping companies and deliver goods for others. What.

"Tap, tap..."

Suddenly, light footsteps entered his ears.

He raised his head, and found that there seemed to be a black figure in the darkness not far away, and immediately frowned: "Hey, who is it!"

For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he had a bad premonition.

The black shadow didn't speak, and kept walking this way.

As the footsteps got closer, Qing Daming's panic became stronger and stronger.

He swallowed uncomfortably, and beckoned his brother to bring the dick over.

The more people there are, the more courageous he is, and he yelled towards the black shadow: "Fuck, what a bum, crazy! It's scary to come out in the middle of the night."

"debt"

In the darkness, a red dot lit up, the light from a cigarette.

"A debt?" Qing Daming's complexion changed slightly, thinking of something, but then a wild smile appeared on his face: "Hmph, you're so fucking courageous, you dare to ask for your grandfather's debt by yourself."

"It's only right and proper to pay off debts."

"Go to hell! Go back and tell Zhang Wanlin that I have no money, and this is the British Concession! Boss Shen's territory is not his French Concession. If I send someone over next time, I will kill him!" Qing Da Ming's face trembled violently, his face was ferocious.

Chen Yu smashed it twice, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

Lightly said:
"If you don't have money to pay back, then pay with your life."

(End of this chapter)