Chapter 111 Forced Force
These days, Yang Lin has found out clearly that Anhe Yan Zhengkuan is the leader of the assassination team of the Qing Gang and the master who kills the most people among the Four Red Sticks.
He acts unscrupulously and does whatever is the most disgusting thing.
Over the years, he and his younger brother Yinghe Yan Zhengrong have worked together to eliminate countless rivals for the gang.
Moreover, it also protects the smoke and population business.
Back then, the Yang family had a big battle with Bloody Hand Bu Shen, and both suffered injuries.
If the Yang family does not come to Shanghai, if Bu Chen wants to attack again, he will definitely ask for help.
As for the reinforcements, besides Qinglong Ryuichi, the one most likely to be dispatched is the assassination team.
Eight hundred elite killers were dispatched, led by several masters, to storm the Yang family...
As long as Yang Lin did not break through to the Grandmaster at that time, even if the Yang family's troops were ten times more powerful, they would not be able to stop him.
However, this time and that time.
The Yang family was hiding in the concession and could not use a large number of manpower to besiege them. Not only were there guard gunmen patrolling inside, but they were also protected by the Jingwu Sect's masters outside.
What's even more bizarre is that there are actually ten British soldiers watching there.
These ten foreign soldiers were second in combat prowess. What was important was their identity. They could not be killed. Otherwise, the British army would intervene, which would break the sky.
Only with these layers of protection can the Yang family be considered impregnable.
Yan Zhengkuan had no way to take action against them.
It can only be carried out by sneak attack outside.
As a result, Yang Simei was unlucky and fell into the trap accidentally.
Yan Zhengkuan suddenly took action, but did not achieve the expected results...
Of course, Yang Lin couldn't find the leader of the Qing Gang's assassination team.
There was nothing he could do if the other party hit him and left, hiding all the time.
There is only one way to force Anhe Yanzhengkuan out.
Target their lifeblood.
What is lifeblood?
As a gang, the most important thing is of course manpower and money.
Yang Lin came to the door, targeted the gang killers, and robbed the mountains and seas of silver coins in the casino...
This can't be described as cutting flesh, it's completely cutting throats.
It doesn't matter if you don't come out, just dig the foundation of the Qing gang.
Even if An He could endure it, he didn't believe that Zhang Yulin, Huang Jingyun, and those with vested interests behind them could endure it.
Sooner or later, we have to "invite" this only remaining double-flower red stick.
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"Sir, something bad happened. Yang Lin from Jingwu Sect went crazy. He swept away Seventh Heaven, Paramount, and seven surrounding casinos overnight.
Now, the brothers in those places are in dire straits. They have either lost their limbs or lost their lives."
A middle-aged man with neatly combed hair and wearing a butler's uniform bowed and was sweating profusely while reporting.
"Master, if he doesn't stop it, he will probably wipe out the entire thirty-nine casinos in Shanghai overnight. By then, the money lost may be worth millions."
"How unreasonable..."
Zhang Yulin's face turned pale and he slapped his hand on the coffee table in the room.
This is a small Jiangnan garden-style courtyard with rockery pavilions and flowing water.
There is even a beautiful woman accompanying you with wine, and the red sleeves add fragrance.
He lived a very comfortable life and did not worry about anyone seeking revenge.
This is just one of his thirteen places to stay, and he doesn't tell others about it.
Except for the cronies among the cronies, even the top brass in the gang would not be able to find him.
There is nothing wrong with the housekeeper being anxious, because even Zhang Yulin himself has to admit that he is just a glove pushed out by some people.
In fact, only a small part of this huge amount of money went into his private pocket. Most of it had to be taken out as a donation and obtained the protection and permission of some people.
if not.
And why can he let Jinri enter the gold-fighting venue and stay in his hands?
Wouldn’t it be nice to run your own business?
"How dare he? Don't you know that foreigners have a share of the income from those casinos, and Chen Zimei also has a share?
Even many silver coins were used in the uprising in the capital.
You know, the uprising is imminent, so we have to spend a lot of time and money to clean up the gang."
"I'm afraid, he really dares to do it. If we expect foreigners to stop him, it's probably impossible.
The British have been evading the situation and not sending troops. It is probably the little princess Marilyn who got in the way...
The French, on the other hand, sent troops.
When its commander Henry just passed the Hongqiao, his hat was shot off with one shot, and the gold pen in his breast pocket was shot off with another shot.
At this time, we have stopped at the bridgehead, searching for the assassin, and have not moved forward again."
The housekeeper grimaced and suggested in a low voice: "Otherwise, let's let Yan Zhengbandan take action. He has three hundred of the most elite shadow killers who have the strongest combat power.
Not taking action at this time is unjustifiable in all aspects."
"this?"
Zhang Yulin hesitated for a moment.
It was of course his order for An He to take action against the Yang family.
At this time, the other party ignored it and directly attacked the Qing Gang's lifeblood. The matter became more and more serious, and it was impossible to cover it up.
At this moment I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Dealing with the Yang family is just to vent their anger, and there is no real conflict of interest.
The most important thing is that he never expected that the other party would be so bold.
I don't know what he is thinking about attacking an entire gang with one person's power.
Doesn't he know that the consequences of doing this will be very difficult?
Beep beep... beep beep.
The radio rang in the living room.
The housekeeper hurried over to check and quickly turned back, with a hint of crying in his voice.
"Sir, there is a call from Mr. Huang, saying that the British and French are all angry now, and we need you to stop this farce in time, no matter what method you use."
Zhang Yulin was silent for a while before waving.
"Go to Yan Zhengkuan and ask him to personally kill Yang Lin... Don't bring too many people, we can't afford to lose anymore."
The more he said these words, the more painful he became. Zhang Yulin covered his face and sobbed twice, feeling heartbroken.
He rubbed his face heavily and said with a thick nasal voice: "Call Chen Zimei and ask him to settle the matter as soon as possible.
Just say, don’t let foreigners see the joke, it’s better to have fewer incidents of Chinese beating Chinese and fighting among each other.”
"yes."
The housekeeper lowered his head, listened to Zhang Yulin's words, and then quietly retreated to deliver orders and send a telegram.
Then I heard Zhang Yulin roar in a low voice: "Wait a minute, contact me the Japanese immediately after sending the telegram. You personally ask to see General Fujita and say that I have something to ask him. I agreed to that."
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Yang Lin walked out of the palace full of gold and jade, and behind him was a sea of fire.
The Yang Family Protectorate, together with some Jingwu Sect disciples, were already dispatched at this time.
Carrying money in large and small boxes.
He walked to the street in front of the door and finally stopped rushing to the next stop.
Instead, he stopped, looked up at the shadow on one side, and said with a cold wind between his teeth: "It's not easy to ask for your help, Yan Zhengkuan."
A man walked out of the darkness, tall and thin, with a chill all over his body.
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PS: There are two more updates in the evening, Xiaoyu is finally doing his best!!!
Chapter completed!