Di Xiong walked into the office, shopkeeper Wu followed, and asked in surprise: "Do you really want to kill them? Isn't this the way a black shop does?"
During the mutiny in Beijing last month, shopkeeper Wu asked for leave and went home. He didn't know that five Beiyang soldiers had been killed in the hotel.
Di Xiong said fiercely: "If I don't do this, my fate may be the same as Boss Zhu. Do you want me to become the second Boss Zhu? To ordinary people, we are an innocent hotel, to evil people, we are A black shop. In a place like Beijing where tigers and wolves are rampant, if you want to survive, you have to be ruthless."
About ten minutes later, Leng Hanbing came in and said, "Boss! Those four people have been killed."
Di Xiong noticed a drop of blood on Leng Hanbing's shoes.
The four Beiyang soldiers who caused the death of the former boss Zhu were easily solved by Di Xiong.
Di Xiong took another silver dollar scroll and handed it to Leng Hanbing and said, "Well done, this is for you and Hong Tianlie, half of each person."
Leng Hanbing waited for Shopkeeper Wu to leave Di Xiong's office. When he saw that Di Xiong was the only one inside, he whispered: "Boss! This Shopkeeper Wu also has another identity, a Taoist priest from Qingyun Temple."
Di Xiong looked up at Leng Hanbing and said coldly: "Are you following him?"
Leng Hanbing said: "I see that he often talks about "Mo Jing" with his boss, and the conversation is very speculative. The boss trusts him very much. In case he is an undercover agent of another gang and does great harm to our association, he has paid attention to him several times. On the night of the third day after the hotel opened, he took some leftovers from the hotel kitchen, packed them in food boxes, and took them to Qingyun Temple in Dasheng Lane, half a mile away. Qingyun Temple was very dilapidated, and there were four sallow-looking Taoist priests inside. They were very happy to see him bringing food. A Taoist priest in his twenties called him Uncle Master and said that if he didn't come, they would starve to death. There were also two Taoist boys aged fourteen or fifteen and one in his fifties. The Taoist priest was lying in bed, very ill, as if he was about to die."
Di Xiong said: "It's not surprising. The Mo Jing was originally one of the Taoist scriptures and has been lost elsewhere. It's normal for Mr. Wu to be a Taoist priest. Don't follow him anymore. If he finds out, he will think I don’t trust him anymore.”
Leng Hanbing showed a disappointed expression and said coldly: "It seems that I am meddling in other people's business."
Di Xiong smiled and said: "You are highly vigilant, which is an advantage and is worthy of encouragement. The company needs talents like you, who can nip internal enemies in the bud. When the company becomes larger, a supervision department will be established, and you will Be the first department manager.”
Leng Hanbing said without humility: "Thank you boss for your appreciation!"
After Leng Hanbing left, Tian Mengxue knocked on the door and came in. She said to Di Xiong, "The two people you asked us to check last time have been found."
She placed the two photos in front of Di Xiong and said proudly: "Fei Bao and Gou Zongwei took a few remaining disciples of the Flying Eagle Gang and defected to Sun Jingfeng, the bandit leader in Motianling, Yanshan. Fei Bao made a mistake under Sun Jingfeng Little boss, I know from his conversations with others that he always remembers you and wants to take revenge on you at any time. Give me a reward!"
Di Xiong opened the drawer, took out a red paper envelope rolled with fifty silver dollars, and handed it to Tian Mengxue. This was the first time Tian Mengxue had received so much money, and she took it in surprise. Di Xiong asked: "How many people are there in your flower shop now?"
Tian Mengxue smiled and said: "You still remember that flower shop! I thought you had become the big boss now, and you had forgotten it a long time ago. In addition to Shi Lan and Ai Yun, for safety reasons, I hired another young man named Shi Zhu. , it’s brother Shi Lan, there are four of us including me.”
Di Xiong smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the flower shop that only cost 30 yuan could support four people. You still have some skills, but now the society is in chaos, and our Xihe Club has offended many gangsters. Although I'm not afraid of their retaliation, but if they know that you are my subordinate, they will probably attack you and the flower shop. Keep these things with you for self-defense."
He took out a pocket Browning pistol and three nozzles and placed them on the table.
Tian Mengxue picked up the pistol, skillfully pulled and closed the bolt, put it into her handbag, and looked at the nozzle: "What is this, and what is it used for?"
Di Xiong said: "This is a nozzle, and it is also used for self-defense. The spray inside is ether, which is extracted from alcohol and can cause people to coma. Because of limited funds, I can't spend much money to buy a gun for the time being, so I can only Use a nozzle instead. Most of the brothers in the guild also use knives, sticks and nozzles."
Tian Mengxue put the three nozzles into her bag and said happily: "I feel more relieved now that I have the gun and the nozzle. A few days ago, there was a fat bald man who brought a group of green-skinned men to buy flowers and touched Xiaoyun. The feet, it really scared me.”
"Weapons are not absolutely safe. If the opponent is too powerful, you can abandon the flower shop and escape with your life. Do you understand?" Di Xiong said.
After Tian Mengxue left, Di Xiong asked Bai Xiuling to invite the shopkeeper Wu Zhong, and said to him: "The Mo Jing is one of the Taoist scriptures. If you know the Mo Jing so well, it must be related to Taoism, right?"
Wu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The boss really has a sharp eye and can see that I have indeed been a Taoist priest before."
Di Xiong said: "I don't have sharp eyes. It was Leng Hanbing who said that. Let me make it clear first that I did not send him to follow you. He was just curious and followed you to Qingyun Temple privately."
Wu Zhongdao: "Of course I believe what the boss said. I have been a Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple for ten years. Due to wars and droughts, there are fewer and fewer pilgrims in Qingyun Temple. I really can't survive, so I have to return to secular life to make a living. I once According to someone, I worked as a staff member in Minister Duan Qirui’s family. However, Minister Duan’s family had too many staff members and there was fierce internal fighting. I was eventually squeezed out. When I was desperate, Boss Zhu took me in. I am the shopkeeper of Zhuji Restaurant, and I have to give back some of the money I earn. As a human being, you must not forget your roots."
Di Xiong said: "Ask your senior brothers and nephews to come to the hotel. Don't wait to die in Qingyun Temple. The hotel does not lack food and drink for them. Of course they have to do things."
Wu Zhong said: "My senior brother is the master of Qingyun Temple. If everyone comes to the hotel, wouldn't Qingyun Temple give up?"
Di Xiong smiled and said: "If you can't even save your life, what's the use of having a poor view? You can't escape from that place. At most, it will be occupied by some refugees or beggars to sleep. I heard that your senior brother is seriously ill and needs to spend money to treat him. The cost of buying medicine in Liangzhong can be advanced from the account."
Wu Zhong's eyes turned red and he was very touched and said: "On behalf of senior brother Qing Mo, I would like to thank the boss for his kindness."
Di Xiong said: "It's just a trivial matter. I read in today's Beijing News that because of the war and drought, the number of refugees who come to the capital to look for work or beg increases by thousands every day, and dozens of people die of cold and hunger every day. , the police station’s body collection team was short of manpower and had no time to collect the bodies, so they had to recruit workers to expand the team. Unfortunately, my ability is limited and I can’t help too many people.”
Wu Zhongdao: "Yes! Because there are too many refugees, it is becoming more and more difficult to work. Some Japanese-run yarn mills and textile factories in the suburbs of Beijing have very low wages and very poor working conditions. They should have been closed down. But because a large number of refugees entered the factory, the factory was suddenly full again. These Japanese bosses made a lot of hard-earned money in vain."
Di Xiong said: "There is a Japanese-owned East Asia Textile Factory in Yanshan Town, Changping County. It belongs to the East Asia Textile Company. The general manager is named Yokota Ichiro. He often uses his power to abuse beautiful female workers. The stewards and factory guards under Yokota Ichiro also have Following the same example, most of the female workers working in East Asian textile factories have unkempt hair and shabby clothes, because they are afraid that they will be insulted if they look beautiful.”
At No. 21, Lane 12, Xihe Street, which is the two-entry courtyard across the street from the Weili Hotel, more than 20 people from the action team are training. Some are practicing martial arts, and some are practicing target shooting with pistols. Of course, they are all loaded when shooting. silencer. Seeing Di Xiong coming in with a bag of things, everyone stopped and saluted Di Xiong.
Hong Tianlie asked curiously: "What did the boss bring?"
Dixiong opened the bag and found three one-meter-long javelins inside, all made of pure iron. He said to everyone: "This is called a dismounted javelin. It is suitable for street fighting and bayonet fighting on the battlefield. Each javelin is The head and tail of the gun have threaded interfaces. When screwed together, it becomes a three-meter-long spear. When using the bayonet, it is a big advantage because it is longer than the rifle. For those who are good at throwing javelins, Just throw it like a javelin, and it won't hinder you even if you carry it on your back. Before the opponent rushes to fight with the bayonet, he will be hit by three rounds of javelin, and at least half of the people will be lost. What was originally a one against two becomes one against one."
Leng Hanbing said: "When we don't have much guns and ammunition, this javelin is indeed a very good substitute, and there are some fights where guns cannot be used at all."
Zhang Heimian took a javelin and looked at it, and said happily: "This thing is good! When I fought with those green-skinned people last time, if I had this thing, I wouldn't have been injured. Is there only one set? Can you use it first? ?”
Hong Tianlie snatched it over and said to the black face: "Of course, let me use it first. I have been good at using the long guy before. The team leader Leng Dumb is a sharpshooter, so of course he won't use this."
Di Xiong smiled and said: "You don't need to grab it. I ordered ten sets in total at the blacksmith shop. I just finished one set and the other nine sets will be delivered in three days."
Di Xiong was not only thinking about street fighting, he also wanted to send a batch to Feng Jishan. Feng Jishan's later Northwest Army often had to use broadswords to fight the enemy due to lack of guns and ammunition. If they use the more lethal dismantling javelin, , which can greatly reduce the casualties of the Northwest Army, but the cost of this thing is too high, and it is impossible to give it away completely. I don’t know if Feng Jishan can afford his price.
At this time, Du Yongzhong ran over from the hotel and said to Di Xiong: "Boss! I have found you. Boss Li from the Nankou Cotton Mill is here. It was Shopkeeper Wu who invited you to discuss the purchase of the textile factory. Shopkeeper Wu is looking for you." I'm so anxious that I'm sweating profusely without you, so I guess you're here, so hurry up."
