Golden Scale Club [Republic of China + Jiang Chengyan X Mu Bingci]

Jiang Chengyan made a phone call to Jiang Chenghan's residence, telling the servants to stew some light food for him when Young Master Mu arrives home.He called the family doctor again and asked the doctor to go directly to Jiang's mansion.Then he drove by himself and stopped by to see if he could catch Mu Bingci.Unexpectedly, I drove all the way to Jiang Chenghan's house, but I didn't see the shadow of Mu Bingci.When the car entered the door, it happened that Mu Yang was watering the flowers in the garden.Seeing Jiang Chengyan, Mu Yang was surprised and said, "Master Jiang, why are you back? Aren't you having dinner with the young master and eldest lady?"

Jiang Chengyan said: "Didn't your young master come back?"

Mu Yang was even more surprised: "No. Won't the young master come back with the young miss?"

Jiang Chengyan frowned calmly.It seems that the little bastard's discomfort is just an excuse, but the sadness is real.At this moment, the young master's temper came up, and he didn't know where he went to commit crimes.

Jiang Chengyan thought for a while, went to the living room, picked up the phone and dialed a number.When the phone was connected, Jiang Chengyan said "Hello", and his voice was already heard over there. "Third brother, why did you call me yourself? What's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone was a middle-aged man's voice, much older than Jiang Chengyan.But like Du Yiheng of the Youth Gang, he is called Jiang Chengyan's third brother.

Jiang Chengyan said: "Xilin, ask your brothers to walk around Huaihai Road and help me find someone."

When it comes to finding people, all the traffickers and pawns in Shanghai seem to be scattered, but in fact they are all secretly in the hands of Hongmen. Whether they are panting or dead, there is no Hongmen who can't find them.Hongmen doesn't see the specific shape, but it penetrates like a net. It is a secret organization that maintains the underworld to keep the city stable.The big name Xilin Jiang Chengyan mentioned was Fan Xilin, the head of Hongmen, another gang in Shanghai that was as famous as the Qing Gang.

Fan Xilin said: "Third Brother, please tell me. What kind of longevity should Third Brother personally order? If you find it, do you want to cut off a hand first?"

Jiang Chengyan said: "It's not Shoutou, it's a relative of my Jiang family. If you find him, just follow him from a distance and let me know as soon as possible. Just call my second brother." He talked about Mu Bingci's figure and appearance The characteristics and clothing are described in detail.

Fan Xilin understood: "I know. Don't worry, third brother, I will find it for you tonight no matter what."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chengyan sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine on the coffee table and flipped through it.Soon Jiang Chenghan and Mu Qinxue also rushed back. Hearing that Mu Bingci hadn't returned home, Mu Qinxue was so anxious that she cried and took all her anger on Jiang Chenghan.Jiang Chenghan coaxed her to rest, and before leaving, Mu Qinxue did not forget to take care of Jiang Chengyan: "Call me as soon as you have any news."

Jiang Chengyan smiled lightly: "Second sister-in-law don't worry."

Mu Bingci came out of the red house and wandered aimlessly along the street.I was in a bad mood for a while, and I was not interested in watching anything, so I walked two streets without knowing it.At a corner, a rickshaw coming from the opposite side accidentally bumped into him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The coachman saw that the hood of the car hit Mu Bingci's shoulder, and seeing that he was a rich man, he quickly turned around with the car and apologized.

In normal times, Mu Bingci is absolutely unreasonable.However, today he was in a low mood, he watched the coachman hunched over and bowed to him sullenly, turned around and left without even paying attention to him.

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned his back and pulled the cart away.After walking about ten steps, he heard the person behind him calling him: "Hey! The cart puller!" He stopped and turned around, and the young man stood there beckoning to him.

The coachman complained endlessly in his heart, saying that he was so lucky to meet someone who was easy to talk to.Guessing that they were going to make him lose money, he turned around and ran back reluctantly.But he didn't think that the young man didn't drag him to pay compensation, but just waved his hand to let him put down the car, stepped in and sat down, and told him to start.

The coachman didn't know, so he pulled the cart and ran. He ran for more than half a street and didn't hear the young man say where he was going. "My lord, where are you going? Tell me a place, so I can send it there for you."

Mu Bingci folded his hands in front of his chest, unconsciously lost in thought.The coachman asked twice before he said: "You pull the carts, where is the busiest and best place to pick up business at this time?"

Hearing that his accent was from a foreigner, the coachman was relieved, and said: "In this day and night, there are various dance halls for high-end ones, and night market stalls for low-end ones, all of which are easy to receive business. But in comparison, it must be that the business of dance halls is good. , are rich people, and don’t care about one or two copper coins.”

Mu Bingci asked: "Which are the dance halls with the best business?"

"That's too much. But there are only three of the most famous ones. Paramount, New World and Lido. Although Lido's venue is not as big as Paramount New World, the advantage is that it is run by foreigners. Give the girl a hand. The white breasts and thighs are exposed, even the eyes of a man look straight—"

"Just go to the Lido."

"Okay! Sit still!"

When Mu Bingci entered the revolving glass door of Lido, a waiter greeted him and bowed: "Hi sir, how many people?"

Mu Bingci casually glanced at the European court style and magnificent decoration, and said coldly: "One." The waiter still asked if he wanted a booth or a box, Mu Bingci said coldly: "Find a box where you can drink, Don't drink with me, don't sing along. Three bottles of vodka first."

The waiter agreed, and took him to the fully enclosed box on the second floor, where he served the wine neatly and a plate of fruit.Mu Bingci felt depressed, and lay down on the sofa a little tiredly, but he couldn't suppress the foul breath in his heart.If he was in his hometown, he could still trouble Mu Yanqiu and vent his anger.Now in Shanghai, there is only one Mu Qinxue who taught him how to make steel and twist fingers, but he no longer wants to seek comfort with her.

Originally, Huanxi came to Shanghai to find Mu Qinxue, but now she punched her chest with new cognition.

He took the vodka that the waiter had opened for him, grabbed the bottle and poured it with his head up.

I don't want to go back to Mu Qinxue's house, if I get drunk, I can sleep here all night.

Mu Bing was so depressed that he drank one and a half of the three bottles of wine in less than an hour.After drinking it, he felt a little choked up, so he put the bottle down on the sofa, and opened his eyes to look at the beautiful crystal lamp above his head.At first, the bright orange color was like stars one by one, but later it was overwhelmed by alcohol, and it was blurred into one piece in the field of vision.Mu Bingci opened and closed his eyelids a few times, and just fell asleep.

It was late when I woke up.Mu Bingci touched his painful forehead, picked up the watch on his wrist, and saw that it was almost zero.My heart is still depressed, and drinking to relieve my worries can neither change the facts nor build up dreams, it is a waste of time.Mu Bingci rang the bell boredly to call the waiter to pay the bill, and walked downstairs while leaning on the wall of the corridor.

"What are you going to do if you let go! Smelly rascal!" A female voice came from the stairs, cursing in a low voice.

Another male voice said, "How much money can you earn as a cigarette seller? If you don't leave so late, you just want to find someone to pay for you? My son, I can only sleep with you because I think highly of you. Don't be ignorant!"

Mu Bingci looked up and saw a long-haired man in a suit pulling a girl.The girl's tray of cigarettes fell to the floor, and the cigarettes fell to the floor.The long-haired man grabbed the girl's wrist with one hand, and the other hand had already grabbed the girl's chest.The girl struggled, broke free with one arm and slapped the long-haired man on the face.

The long-haired man immediately flew into a rage, ripped off the girl's white shirt forcefully, grabbed the girl's hair, turned her face up, and kissed her.The girl bit him hard on the lip, tore his mouth, and was slapped so hard by him that he fell to the ground.

The girl fell down at Mu Bingci's feet.Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't even care about his clothes, and he shrank back in fear.In a panic, he touched a shoe, raised his head, and saw a handsome white face with tears in his eyes.

Mu Bingci was blocked by the girl, and looked up at the long-haired man.His eyes were cold and without warmth, and the long-haired man looked blank at first, and then he cursed loudly: "What are you looking at, little bastard! I've never seen someone beat my wife!" He bent down and grabbed the girl again, "Stinky! Get up for me—ah!"

Mu Bingci kicked the swear words in the chin, summarizing it into a scream.

Long Mao fell and hit the foot of the railing of the stairs, knocking out two teeth in an instant, and blood gushed out of his mouth.Mu Bingci took off his suit jacket, knelt down and put it on the girl, helped her stand up and pulled her behind.

"Little bastard! You are looking for death!" Chang Mao got up from the ground, took a dagger from his pocket, and stabbed Mu Bingci face to face.

Mu Bingci let go of the girl, touched the whip wrapped around her wrist, untied it, and lashed at the long hair.Chang Mao looked ferocious, but was stunned all of a sudden, his face was covered with welts, and his mouth was swollen.The whip tail flicked into Changmao's eyes, and Changmao screamed and rolled on the ground hugging his face.

"Young master!" There were probably long-haired attendants downstairs, and they noticed the strange changes upstairs from time to time, and shouted and gathered people to rush up.The person who rushed to Changmao's side first hissed and roared: "Young master's eyes are broken! Call the master! We must not let them go!"

"Go!" Mu Bingci was still angry, and was about to go up and kick the long hair, but the girl reacted first.Grabbing Mu Bingci's wrist, he turned around and ran to the other side of the stairs.

The two rushed straight out of the Lido and ran for three or four streets before throwing off the pursuers.Fortunately, the girl is very familiar with the streets in this area, and she took Mu Bingci to pick up the unremarkable alleys, and with the cover of night, she successfully got rid of those people.The two walked through the back alley of the park in the city, and the environment became quiet.Except for the young lovers holding hands in twos and threes, there was no one else.

"Thank you for today's matter." After running all the way, both of them couldn't stop panting, and the girl tightly held the collar of her suit with both hands, feeling very embarrassed. "My name is Ye Jin. It may take a few days to return your clothes. What's your name and where do you live? I'll wash it and send it to you."

At this time, Mu Bingci was drunk and a little dizzy. Coupled with the intense running, the blood in his body seemed to rush into his head.Looking at the girl a little bit slowly, he nodded coldly, "You don't have to pay it back. You can do whatever you want. You can go."

The girl was a little surprised. "How can this be done? Are your clothes imported from foreign shops? It's so expensive, how can you not return it. Just tell me where you live, and I'll send it to you later, and I promise not to disturb you."

Mu Bingci said impatiently: "I told you not to pay it back. It's so late, why don't you go back soon!" Then he turned and left.

The girl who stayed there froze in place, awkwardly not knowing whether to stop him from asking for the address, or to have the cheek to walk away wearing the other party's expensive clothes.Finally tightening the suit, he looked at Mu Bingci's back and smiled sweetly.This boy is quite cute.

Mu Bingci was a little dizzy and walked along the boulevard on the outer wall of the park for a while, passing through several forks and walking casually, but after going around twice, he found that he was still circling in the park.The dizziness was severe, and Mu Bingci couldn't bear it anymore, so he found a bench and lay down on it, and fell asleep curled up regardless of the dew and cold.

It was almost two o'clock when Jiang Chengyan received the call.After hanging up the phone, he hurried to the park in the city. When he got there, he saw that Mu Bingci had turned over and fell off the bench, and was lying on the ground sleeping like a dead pig.Angrily and funny, Jiang Chengyan went up to pick him up, threw him into the car, and sent him back to Mu Qinxue.

Unexpectedly, this bastard suddenly stood up halfway, humming in his nose and asked: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Chengyan said: "Send you back to your sister."

As soon as Mu Bingci heard his sister, he stood up and grabbed the steering wheel, slapped Jiang Chengyan hard and said: "No! I won't go!——" Grabbing Jiang Chengyan's arm, he pressed his upper body desperately, pressing the steering wheel hard.

Jiang Chengyan was hit twice by him unexpectedly, although it didn't hurt, it was full of force.The car couldn't drive, so Jiang Chengyan had to stop, put his arms around him to keep him from moving, and persuaded him with a good temper: "OK, please, don't go to your sister. Then where do you want to go?"

"Casual!"

"Then why don't you just go to my place? It's already early in the morning, and I have to sleep too."

"Casual!"

"Then sit down and sleep for a while. I'll drive."

"Casual!"

It took a lot of effort to bring Mu Bingci back home safely.Jiang Chengyan asked someone to clean up the bedroom next door to him, and threw him and his clothes on the bed for Mu Bingci.Then he hung up the phone to Jiang Chenghan, said to take Mu Bingci to go home and tell Mu Qinxue not to worry.

Yan's house in the north of the city.

The house was still brightly lit in the middle of the night.There were men's groans and women's cries.

The man who was rolling all over the bed in pain was the long-haired man who had been whipped by Mu Bingci in Lido.He was pinned down by several servants and asked the doctor to bandage his left eye.The doctor shook his head and said, "I can only do this now. I have to go to the hospital tomorrow to have my eyeball removed."

"What!" The woman standing by shouted, "How can this be done! How can my son lose his eyes! Doctor, think of a way!"

The doctor shook his head: "There is no way. The eyeball is necrotic. If it is not removed, it will cause other neurological problems, and the result will be even worse."

"Ah - I'm not going to live! I'm not going to live - Dad! Dad!" Changmao rolled on the bed with his head in his hands and howled.

The man standing at the door shouted and cursed: "You useless thing! You have been beaten like this, and you don't even know who the other party is! How did I, Yama, give birth to such a waste like you!"

It turns out that Chang Mao is one of the leaders of the three major gangs in Shanghai, Yan Shixun, the parent and son of Yan Luo, the leader of the Nest Society.

Yan Shixun ignored his father's scolding, and still yelled: "I don't care! Dad! You want to help me avenge! If you don't help me, I will die for you!"

It made the woman on the side cry even louder.There was chaos in the room.

"Master, the call is coming." A servant rushed in from the door.

Yan Luo hurried to the living room to answer the phone. "How about it?"

The other end of the phone said: "Our people found that little bastard in the park in the city and saw him lying drunk on the ground. We were going to tie him up. Who would have thought that someone would come to pick him up? We don't have time to do it."

Yan Luo said angrily: "Who is the person who picked him up?"

"It's the third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Chengyan."

"Jiang Chengyan? Check it out for me right away, who is that kid from Jiang San!"

"Yes!"

Yan Luo dropped the phone, slapped his hands on the table in confusion, and said to himself: "Good job, Jiang San. You just burned my goods and beat my son to death. I, Yan Luo, will not take your dog in this life." Fate, I should be reincarnated as a dog in my next life!"