For a time, the concession became a sea of chaos, with fighting people everywhere.
Wan Sheng and Dong Zhao originally planned to sneak attack while Wan He was unprepared, and they had already found out the details of Gu Si. If Wan He had 8 people, he would send 16 people.
If there are four people, then send eight people to ensure an absolute advantage in manpower to capture these Wanhe people and control the Wanhe people. Then negotiate with Gu Si and Nie Li to divide Gu Si's territory in the concession. He even wanted to reach out to Jinghai District through Gu Si.
The two of them were waiting at Qiu Wansheng's villa. Qiu Wansheng was a bigot with no brains. In addition to liking girls, he also liked to listen to operas. How could this be reasonable?
He shook his head and listened: "I was watching the mountain scenery from the city tower..." (Note, do not delve into the era when Peking Opera appeared in this period of imaginary and empty city planning. It is appropriate for the occasion!)
The leader of Dongzhao was also smiling.
Watching the actors moving up and down the stage, clapping to the beat, I felt so happy.
"Okay, what a great empty city plan!"
"Bago, is this an empty city plan? Haha!"
Qiu Wansheng laughed loudly: "Of course, forget it, a variant of the empty city strategy!"
The two of them smiled, but Lao Hong, who was in charge of the command this time, had a worried look on his face. It has been so long, why has there been no news?
Keep looking at your pocket watch.
Qiu Wansheng looked at Lao Hong's nervous look and said with a smile: "Lao Hong, follow your eighth brother and me and keep your heart in your stomach. Even Gu Si can't handle our joining forces."
"You just need to arrange the aftermath."
"That Captain Fevori has a big appetite. You have to take care of this!"
Good guy, Zhuge Liang calculated defeat before calculating victory, but Qiu Wansheng thought of harvest right from the beginning.
Lao Hong nodded: "I know, Bago."
While several people were chatting, a young man ran in.
"Master Hong, Master Qiu, it's not good, something serious is going to happen!"
Qiu Wansheng was in high spirits, and when he heard what the visitor said, he scolded him: "How can you be so flustered?"
But Lao Hong's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong? What happened."
The visitor gasped: "We have been ambushed. Those people have guys in their hands. Brothers suffered heavy casualties. Three teams went out, and now half of them have been captured. Master Qiu, Master Hong, you We have to think of a way!”
Click.
Qiu Wansheng's eyes were as wide as bells and he shouted that it was impossible.
"How could it be? Didn't we go there after planning our manpower? A bunch of trash, can't we beat two against one?"
When the visitor saw the angry Qiu Wansheng, he murmured in a low voice: "We really can't beat him. Those people seem to be waiting for us. They have standard weapons, organized advance and retreat, and even support. Mr. Qiu, please think of a way. Brothers can’t bear it anymore.”
Qiu Wansheng panicked.
For this encirclement, he sent out all the forces he could, and even borrowed a lot of troops from his brothers in the name of the old man.
If you were an ordinary junior who could find out information, he would have many disciples and grandsons.
But what can really be fought is only a few hundred.
"Quick, tell me what's going on!"
At this time, Lao Hong was too lazy to pay attention to this brainless elder brother, so why didn't he ask the important point?
It's so tiring to follow such a big brother.
Only then did the younger brother speak eloquently.
After hearing this, Lao Hong collapsed on the ground: "It's over, it's over, it's really over."
Qiu Wansheng also had no idea and said to Lao Hong: "Lao Hong, you are the most resourceful. Come up with a solution quickly. We have to fight back! Otherwise, our huge family fortune will be lost!"
Lao Hong's face was ugly, and he was weak and murmured to himself: "I thought Wanhe was on the first floor and I was on the third floor, but I didn't expect that he was on the fifth floor!"
"No, Gu Si definitely doesn't have the brains and the standard weapons. It's absolutely impossible. So is this Nie Li?"
"Haha, Nie Li, I didn't expect to underestimate him."
Lao Hong was mumbling to himself as if he was crazy.
The head of Dongzhao also panicked: "Master Qiu, what happened to your right-hand man?"
Qiu Wansheng quickly stood up to Lao Hong and said, "Lao Hong, tell me what to do!"
Qiu Wansheng was really panicked. If there were a thousand people and these young men were captured by Gu Si, how much would he have to pay to get them back?
According to Gu Si's character, he would never give up until he shaved off his bald skin.
No matter when, whether in war or in society, the first priority is to make money!
If you don’t have money, I won’t follow you.
Qiu Wansheng is now rich, powerful, and has a younger brother following him. But if his younger brother is really captured and he doesn't redeem him, he will be doomed.
In Shendu, no one will follow a big brother who doesn't care about his younger brother.
What's more, there are gang rules.
Lao Hong felt that his brain had been shaken out by Qiu Wansheng, and then he said faintly: "Let's make peace!"
After saying that, it seemed like he had no strength and no fighting spirit.
"Go and beg Mr. Du to make peace with Gu Si Nie Li."
Qiu Wansheng was about to cry.
"Make peace? My noble eighth master wants to make peace with these two idiots?"
Lao Hong didn't bother to listen to the boss's complaints and said as fast as he could: "It's too late, it's too late. If those younger brothers are really killed, we won't be able to hang out in Shendu in the future."
Qiu Wansheng, the head of Dongzhao, all called those behind him.
On the street, there was already chaos.
The people from Wansheng and Dongzhao fled for their lives, while the people from Wanhe pursued them.
Then the military police chased the people on both sides.
On this day, the concession was in chaos.
Even the public management bureau of the Romantic State Concession was alarmed.
Captain Fevori, who was in charge of the patrol room, was being trained in the office at this time.
"What are you doing for food? Didn't you say that the underground forces in the concession have always been under your control? Also, that Huang Huangrong, did we put him in the position just to let him watch the fun? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"
Verdi, the general manager of the Public Board of Directors, was furious.
In such a short period of time, he has received numerous complaints and calls.
If this spreads back to China, it will be due to his incompetence.
Captain Fevori was also furious, but he could only pretend to be a grandson in front of Shangguan.
He saluted, "Don't worry, General Office, peace will be restored to the concession within two hours!"
Verdi slammed the pen in his hand and snorted: "Why don't you go quickly?"
Captain Favori, that's so uncomfortable.
He went directly to Huang Huangrong's office. Huang Huangrong was standing in front of the window, looking at the chaos outside happily, with a meaningful smile.
It wasn't until he heard Favori's roar and the sound of the door colliding with the wall that he came in without knocking at all that he stopped smiling.
He looked at Captain Favori with a sad expression.
"Chief Fevori, why are you here? Something bad has happened. The concession is in chaos!"
Fevori was so angry at Huang Huangrong's acting that his liver ached, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!
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