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Blue double-breasted suit, blue striped tie, gold-rimmed glasses, meticulous hair, and calm black leather shoes.Minglou got out of the car in proper attire, his posture was similar to the state when he was besieged by reporters when he first appeared in the new government, and he was full of confidence.It's just that this self-confidence looks more like arrogance to Wan Molin today.

Wan Molin glanced at the wall clock in the hall, it was 7:76 in the evening.Although it is true that he is arrogant, Wan Molin still has some admiration for Minglou's daring to step into the Du mansion on Huagebei Road alone and calmly.You know, before No. [-], this place was almost the most terrifying place in Shanghai Beach.

Body search, this is a procedure.This procedure is not so much a precaution as it is an overwhelming psychological pressure on the other party.Tell the other party that you are "controlled" by us from the moment you enter the door.Minglou raised his hand, Wan Molin pressed his hand forward, and all the men in black standing around took a step forward.

"Don't worry, I didn't say not to allow the search, but you are not worthy of the search. I will do it myself."

As he spoke, he took off his suit jacket and shook it twice as vigorously as if shaking dust, forcing the few people standing in front to take two steps back.He lifted up the suit vest inside again to show them that there was nothing on the waistband of his trousers except the belt, and turned back and forth in a circle, with his hands outstretched.

"See clearly?" He turned to Wan Molin provocatively, put on his clothes again, and walked to the black leather sofa for three people to sit down.

If Du Yuesheng can keep Wan Molin in Shanghai as the chief dispatcher of his hometown, commanding 800 Hengshe disciples and liaison with important officials in and out of Shanghai, then he is by no means a person who will be intimidated by the battle.The reason why they suffered at first was because they never thought that Minglou would suddenly attack Hengshe without any warning, so they were unsure of his attitude in the first few steps and fell into a passive position.Today is different, today they have his woman in their hands.A woman whom Ding Jing and the Ming family seem to recognize.

"Without any weapons, Mr. Ming is a skilled and courageous person, or do you really think that with your skin, you can get out with your whole body intact after entering here."

"Bringing a weapon is not the same as being searched. The weapon is cold. Even the Green Gang, which is hung with the rules of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trust, and the so-called loyal Dumen have taken women as hostages. My heart can't be warmed. I want a cold gun handle. What are you bringing with you, are you looking at it?"

"Dumen's loyalty does not speak to traitors."

Wan Molin's words were concise and to the point.Minglou spread his hands indifferently.

"Oh, when the time comes, the body of an unarmed young master of the Ming family will be brought out from the Du mansion, and it will be said that the Du mansion has solved a big traitor with one shot and one bullet. Hong Kong, strong evidence of unabated power."

"Mr. Ming is eloquent, but now is not the time to compare eloquence." Wan Molin reminded him.

"Yeah, time is precious. Talk to someone, you?"

"Master Ming naturally disdains to talk to a housekeeper like me."

Wan Molin was well prepared.Minglou pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the lobby of the Du mansion.There are six disciples clearly standing around, and there must be others that cannot be seen elsewhere.Manli didn't know where they were being held, there must still be guards around her.Minglou was in a hurry, and he absolutely couldn't show it on the surface.Opportunities are always available when you don't know how heavy the chips are.

He watched Wan Molin make a call, and a box the size of a tape recorder box was attached to the phone, and an external microphone was connected to it.Obviously, there is no need to go to pick up the receiver, Du Yuesheng's voice can be transmitted.

Sure enough, Wan Molin put the receiver on the small table, and stood aside without taking a seat.In this way, it was as if Du Yuesheng was actually sitting face to face on the empty single sofa.Minglou glanced at the faces of these people in the room, and secretly sighed at the rules of the Green Gang. Du Yuesheng's greatest power in his life was indeed built on the members of the Green Gang. It's a pity that the grand ambition he wanted to realize was also hindered by him. The identity of gang origin.

Wan Molin made a gesture of invitation, interrupting Minglou's train of thought.He sat upright and said in the direction of the microphone: "Mr. Du."

After a short period of unclear line, Du Yuesheng's voice finally came over: "Brother Ming, your handwriting this time is quite good."

Given the age at which Du Yuesheng knew his destiny, he could be regarded as Minglou's elder. I couldn't tell whether this statement was a mockery or an attempt to make something up.There was no surprise or flattery on Minglou's face. He flicked the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, and lowered his eyebrows: "Don't dare, Minglou is a nephew. Besides, Minglou is now under the control of Mr. Du."

Du Yuesheng laughed on the phone: "This is the opposite. Didn't you say that I took off your clothes and you took off my brothers and feet. I took an insignificant piece of clothing from you, and you locked up 30 dead brothers and feet of mine. Who is under the control of whom?" His laughter gradually became indifferent: "Since the records have been matched, we don't need to waste time. Mr. Du is also puzzled, why did you arrest the Hengshe people. "

"All these people in Hengshe have bloody cases at hand, and it is not wrong to arrest them. Lu Bohong, a gentry businessman, died in his apartment on Luban Road, lawyer Fan Gang was hit by a missile and killed on the spot, and Nakamoto, the special commissioner of the appeasement third district. Daxiong, Gu Xinyi, the chairman of the Civic Association... the brothers Du and Men were involved in the deaths of these people. By the way, Mr. Du's best brother, Yu Yefeng, the in-law of Zhang Xiaolin who lives next door to you, died on the update stage at the beginning of the year. Mr. Zhang took his life. Mr. Du should know more about this."

Listening to the long series of accusations, the people in the room had different expressions.There are brothers who silently look at their feet, and there are brothers who stare at Minglou for a moment, such as Wan Molin.

"Do you have evidence?"

This time it was Minglou's turn to smile: "There is no evidence. So I will arrest you and slowly find out the evidence."

"Has the trial come out?"

"Does Mr. Du want me to interrogate or not?"

"Then, you have to know that even if these people are finally convicted and executed, the foundation of the Youth Gang will not be shaken. Du can still do their affairs well, and they will all be buried in a grand manner. And you, you and the whole The Green Gang is feuding."

This is not to say that it is not cruel, and having a grudge against the entire Qing Gang means that it will be difficult to move an inch in Shanghai.Except for Ming Lou, almost everyone in this room showed more or less ridicule and a little bit of complacency on their faces.

Minglou didn't care about their ridicule, but his pride at that made him feel a pain in the bottom of his heart.He scolded lightly: "Could it be that now, on behalf of the Japanese and Wang Puppet's interests, I haven't had any grudges with the Green Gang, is there still room for me to go?"

The so-called three-foot sword in the wind and dust, the heroic feelings of the country and the army, after all, only exist in the picture books of the seven heroes and five righteousness?He took a cigarette out of his pocket, sniffed it back and forth under the tip of his nose, and twirled it with his fingertips: "In his position, he seeks his own government. Minglou's current position, this identity, even if one person is arrested and killed less, What should I do after my death? So what if I don’t have any grudges with the Qing Gang? My father and sister respect you very much, but what happened? .”

Du Yuesheng on the other end of the phone did not answer the call, and there was a faint and intermittent sound of Huqin coming from the speaker, which was not very clear.Minglou leaned on the back of the sofa, lit the cigarette in his hand, and puffed out the smoke rings one after another.He doesn't smoke much, and only smokes when he has a really unbearable headache, or when his heart is empty and he needs to rely on the solidity of the cigarette to divert his attention.Only Ah Cheng knows this.So now, Wan Molin's eyebrows twitched when he smoked slowly and old-fashionedly, and subconsciously looked up to the second floor.

Is it there, the room where there are people standing at the door, Manli should be locked there.Minglou saw it, but he didn't look up, and concentrated on flicking the cigarette ash, as if he was afraid that if he tried too hard, he would stain the white tablecloth on the host's coffee table.

"Exchange your women for these 30 people. From then on, the Qing Gang will have nothing to do with Mingjiaqiaoguiqiaoluguilu."

Du Yuesheng finally spoke up, no matter how he heard this cancellation, it seemed to be a great favor to Minglou.

"She has a lot of face. But I still don't know if she is intact. How can I promise? Butler Wan said that he can't guarantee it for more than 24 hours."

"...Mo Lin, let me go."

"Yes, Uncle." Wan Molin gave Minglou a hard look, and waved his hand upstairs.

The sound of the key unlocking, the sound of the door lock turning, the sound of pushing the door, the sound of footsteps... Minglou listened to all the sounds from upstairs.The eyelashes behind the glasses blinked, he put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and looked upstairs, through his glasses, he let out a sigh of relief when she took the first step out of the room.Very slowly, very slowly, it spit out from his mouth with the last wisp of smoke ring without showing any trace.

He watched his woman come down the stairs like a queen, fully dressed and smiling at him.She couldn't see the slightest injury, so she let go of most of her heart, while the other half had completely fallen into her eyes.The corner of his mouth hooked up, and he nodded slightly towards Wan Molin.It doesn't look like a thank you, probably the implication is that you are acquainted.

Minglou stood up, walked towards Yu Manli, hugged her waist, lowered his head and asked her, "How are you?"

Yu Manli wasn't sure about the situation downstairs, whether he got what he wanted or not.He just looked at him with watery eyes and didn't answer.

As Ming Lou approached, he was also getting closer to the phone.He only heard Du Yuesheng's voice saying: "Miss Yu, this dress of yours is very expensive, and it will be worn by the descendants of the Ming family. Without it, it will be worthless."

Yu Manli looked at the loudspeaker, and then at Minglou. She moved a step towards that direction, as if Du Yuesheng was sitting there.

"Understood," she replied respectfully, and bent slightly towards the microphone, "I will try my best. But the clothes I wear are always warm, just like Boss Meng is far away in Beiping, and you are still thinking about it in Hong Kong. Am I right?"

Minglou raised his eyebrows, he also knew something about the matter between Meng Xiaodong and Du Yuesheng. In 31, Du Yuesheng came forward to mediate the divorce between Mei Lanfang and Meng Xiaodong. He fell in love with Meng Xiaodong at first sight. In 38, when Du Yuesheng settled down in Hong Kong, he also picked up Meng Xiaodong, but Meng Xiaodong still had a dream of being Yu Shuyan's true disciple in his heart, and returned to Peiping after a few days.Now one is studying art with great concentration in Peking, and the other is listening to music and thinking about people in Hong Kong.

Sure enough, in the background of the microphone, the intermittent huqin sound that was not clear just now was tuned up, it was the song Mingtai said that Manli could sing "Beat the Drums and Scold Cao".

Du Yuesheng asked: "Do you know this song, can you sing it?"

"The class is playing tricks. This song is not suitable for singing now."

"I think it's very suitable. Just sing a section."

Yu Manli was stunned for a moment, seeing that Minglou had no intention of obstructing her, she put her hand on the back of the chair, grasped it tightly, and nodded.

"it is good"

The microphone is obviously a record, and there is an original sound in the babble.After the replay, Du Yuesheng didn't rush, Yu Manli adjusted her breathing here, listened to the beat, and sang:

------The slanderous ministers were in power to plot against the Han Dynasty...

As soon as the first sentence came out, Minglou changed color.Looking at Yu Manli herself again, she frowned with pain in her face.I don't feel it when I speak, but this singing is about one mind, two breaths, and three exertions.Minglou can sing by himself, so he is even more familiar with the doorway here.Yu Manli is now obviously unable to raise her spirits, she can't even hold back the pronunciation of the words, and her voice is weak.She gripped the back of the chair tightly with five fingers, and pressed the other hand on the soft rib of her abdomen.

Minglou looked carefully, grabbed the ashtray beside him, raised his hand, and threw it at the two people who brought her downstairs just now.Become hasty, those subordinates are not up to you to smash, besides, Wan Molin didn't make a sound to stop them.

One or two came up, Ming Lou leaned back to avoid a punch in the chest, and raised his palm to strike the man's wrist.He pulled his arm around and pulled it, only to hear a wailing.

-----Chu and Han fought each other with guns and knives, the great ancestor Xianyang ascended the great treasure, unified the mountains and rivers and enjoyed Tang Yao. ...

Du Yuesheng didn't call to stop in the microphone, Manli only glanced at Minglou, turned around and stared at Wan Molin who was standing next to her, and just continued singing by herself.

Although Dumen's disciples can fight, Minglou is a person who has received regular combat training.He didn't hurt anyone, but neatly unloaded the sticks they raised one by one and took out the guns.

The clanging sound of broken things in the hall was louder than the huqin coming from the microphone.

------Now there is a traitor Cao Cao, bullying the emperor and oppressing the group,...

Everyone knows why Du Yuesheng said that he thinks singing is suitable.He is a traitor to Cao Cao than Minglou.Wan Molin didn't look at Minglou who was fighting in the living room, but was startled by the little girl beside him who was singing calmly.What kind of confidence allowed her to continue singing like this without changing her face.Oh no, changed it, with a hint of disdain.They must have all underestimated her, this must be a ruthless character.

Unable to raise her breath, Manli tried her best to pronounce every word clearly.Ming Lou turned around and hit her in front of her eyes, she watched with a slight smile, this was the first time she saw him make a move, it was so beautiful.She really wanted to tease him, as if he was only wearing flowers and butterflies.

Minglou's movements were like stepping on a period. He watched him unload another gun like magic after three detours, and even unloaded the magazine with one hand when he was idle.

------I intend to sweep out the thieves for the master...

With Yu Manli's last sentence, Minglou also came beside her, shoulder to shoulder.

-----The lack of a murder knife in the hand.

He put the gun he surrendered last to Wan Molin's forehead.

Wan Molin stood upright, even though he knew Minglou couldn't shoot, it didn't feel good to be pointed at his forehead.He was fat, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

After Yu Manli sang, she said, "I want to sit down for a while, I'm too tired."

After finishing speaking, she just sat down uninvited just like when Ming Lou entered the door, and kept covering her waist and abdomen with her hands.The people who arrested her from the Green Gang didn't beat her up, but they pushed and shoved her hard all the way.She was brought here, and when she was pushed to the room on the second floor, she hit the corner of the only iron table in the room with such force that she was so painful that she almost fainted.It is certain that there are bruises and internal injuries on her body, but she can control the extent of the pain.Ever since Ming Lou threw that ashtray, she knew what she should do when the matter was over.

Everyone didn't move, and the youth gang disciples who got up from the ground could only worry when they saw the butler being pointed at by guns.Du Yuesheng's applause came from the microphone at this time.

"This is the knife for killing people, pretending to be crazy and scolding Cao Cao. Brother Ming, I want to applaud you too."

Minglou didn't say anything, he slapped the gun on the table, squatted in front of Manli and asked, "Where else is injured?"

Before Yu Manli could answer, Du Yuesheng went on to say, "Is it my Green Gang who hurt the woman? In order to make up for it, Mo Lin, ask someone to bring the scroll that was given by the old Mr. let's go."

This time Wan Molin sent someone to go to the warehouse, but Ming Lou squatted there and didn't even plan to get up, and he didn't hang up the phone.Everyone in the room including Wan Molin was standing, only Yu Manli was sitting and Minglou was squatting.

The two were at ease as if no one else was around.Yu Manli took off the glasses on Ming Lou's nose, reached into his pocket and took out a checked handkerchief, wiped the lenses carefully, and said leisurely, "What do you do with glasses? You're so powerful, why are you pretending to be gentle?"

"Is the food good?"

"Rough tea and light rice."

"Did you sleep well?"

"There was only one iron table in the room, and I stood there all night."

"Did they hurt you?"

"No, it just bumped into it, and it hurts."

Minglou raised his eyes and glared at Wan Molin, who wiped the sweat from his forehead embarrassingly.Yu Manli gently put the glasses back on for him, and said with a smile, "You really look like a gentle scum!"

Minglou grabbed her hand and replied viciously: "There are no rules. Who are you calling a scum in front of the number one gangster in Shanghai!"

Du Yuesheng said on the other end of the phone: "When I return to Shanghai next time, I will pick up Boss Meng. Ms. Yu will sing another song, please?"

"Are you okay?" Minglou held both hands of Manli, and she asked while shaking him.

Ming Lou turned his head and glanced at the microphone, and answered him clearly: "Not good. Isn't it not involved, it has nothing to do with it. If you want to invite someone, send an invitation card."

When the things were brought, Minglou stuffed the scroll into Manli's arms and said, "Take it."

After speaking, he got up, stomped his feet, bent over and hugged him up: "Go home."

Manli nestled in his arms, her big eyes were shining, she didn't struggle or feel awkward, just let him hold her all the way outside in full view of everyone.

"What did you see?" Du Yuesheng asked on the phone.

Wan Molin watched the two go out, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Two people are not simple."

---- In the old days, the grandpa used to fish, and Zhang Liang picked up his shoes on the bridge.Being a human being suffers from suffering, he takes off his blue shirt and changes into a purple robe.

"That ashtray was really smashed for you."

……

After a long time, Manli squeezed out "En."

Then, she buried herself deeper into Minglou's arms.She understood that if such a thing happened again, Minglou would push her out without hesitation, and she would not hesitate at all.

Probably because: you are fearless, but I have no regrets.