The plan to plunder the Shanghai beach went smoothly. Wang Mo was in a good mood and returned to his hotel. Before he could relax for a few minutes, the news reported by Lu Dayong and others became furious.

Bang!

A tea cup hit the floor, and suddenly it split into pieces, and the tea splashed all over the ground.

Wang Mo pointed at Lu Dayong who was kneeling in front of him and apologized, and scolded: "What do you mean is that a few gangsters have cleaned you up. Not only have they been cleaned up, but you also threw the second sling there? It's such a good thing. This is the captain of the special forces team I brought out? Lu Dayong, you have been removed from office, I don't have a bear soldier like you!"

Lu Dayong knew Wang Mo's temper very well. Although there was a reason for the incident, he did not dare to argue at all, especially Wang Mo was angry. During the training and actions of the special forces, Wang Mo repeatedly emphasized that action can only be said of success and failure. No matter how reasonable or objective the reason is, the failed action cannot be successful. If it fails, then you must bear the responsibility for failure, even if it is not your reason.

Lu Dayong did not dare to argue, and was scolded by Wang Mo. However, Lin Yuner, who had not spoken out of guilt before, couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said, "Wang Mo, are you unreasonable? At first, there were only a few gangsters, but later they called at least hundreds of people and colluded with the patrol police. Lu Dayong and the others dared not openly fire the gun and wanted to protect me and run back. What else do they have?"

Is this going to stand up for justice?

Wang Mo, who was angry, cursed without hesitation: "You are so embarrassed to say that if you hadn't been dragging your back, even if they were surrounded by many people, they would not have left their brothers and ran back. Those gangsters were causing trouble because of you. They were just a bad thing, and they would have the nerve to stand up and stand up!"

A merciless curse made Lin Yuner feel extremely aggrieved, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"You...you bastard!" Lin Yuner turned around and ran back to her room crying.

Looking at Lin Yuner who was crying and running back to the room, Wang Mo regretted that he had said the words just now were severe. He was also very angry, otherwise he would not have said such words as "the disaster of bad things."

"Lu Dayong, please ask me immediately who those gangsters are. Where is their hall? If you can't find out, don't come back!" Wang Mo said angrily. In any case, it is the top priority to find a way to save Lu Ershuan.

After Lu Dayong set out to inquire about the news, Wang Mo immediately summoned all the special forces members. If Lu Ershuan had any accidents, he would not mind making any big noise in Shanghai.

Just an hour later, Lu Dayong came back. It was not that he was very capable of inquiring about the news, but that the other party was very powerful, so he could just go back to the conflict and find a nearby shop and ask a friend.

"A hall of the Shanghai Qing Gang?" Wang Mo frowned. Things were indeed troublesome.

Lu Dayong said: "Yes, Young Marshal, those people are the largest hall of the Qing Gang in Xujiahui. It is said that there are thousands of gangs and they have deep connections with the Chinese Captains in the Concession."

The Qing Gang, originally called the "Qing" Gang, was born because of the Cao Gang. In the first place, the Qing Gang was said to commemorate Luo Qing's meaning. Later, because of taboo, it was gradually changed to the "Qing Gang", or to avoid the attention of the court, and changed to the "An Qing Gang".

Later, the canal transportation was changed to sea transportation. In order to make a living, the canal gang began to transfer to major cities such as Shanghai and Tianjin, with the gang members living in different ways, and the components were extremely complex.

The Qing Gang is very different from the Hongmen, which was formerly the Tiandihui, and the White Lotus Sect, which rebelled continuously in all dynasties. They cannot be truly considered anti-Qing organizations. To be precise, the Qing Gang is a gang of chasing interests.

Although Wang Mo did not take gangs like the Qing Gang seriously, he still knew very well in his heart that the Qing Gang's huge power in Shanghai at this time. Especially after Chen Qimei relied on the Qing Gang's forces to become the governor of Shanghai, the Qing Gang's power in Shanghai expanded sharply.

During this conflict, several gangsters were able to gather hundreds of gangs in an instant, and they called the concession patrol police and left as soon as possible, which showed the arrogance and unscrupulousness of the Qing Gang.

"Go to talk to them first and see how they want to let them go." Wang Mo thought for a long time, but finally decided to hold back this tone. As long as you want the person back, it doesn't matter even if you spend some money. After all, once a conflict with the Qing Gang will have a great impact on his plan to plunder Shanghai talents.

Wang Mo brought the special forces members to the Qing Gang's hall in Xujiahui and handed the letter to him in the name of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army.

However, the two gang members in front of the Qing Gangtang who were in charge of holding the door, glanced at Lu Dayong, who handed the prayer letter with both hands, hugged his waist with his nostrils facing the sky, and had no intention of taking the prayer letter.

After a stalemate for a while, one of the gang members seemed to understand something and snorted coldly: "Little Red Man, I don't understand the rules at all, and I want our brothers to run errands?"

Wang Mo stepped forward and bowed, "We have just arrived in Shanghai, and we really don't know the rules on the road. Please give me some advice from the two brothers."

"Did you see that?" The gang member who just spoke turned around and signaled, "If we want our brothers to help us run errands and hand over the prayer, why do we have to invite us to have a cup of tea, right?"

Wang Mo followed the gaze of the gang member and saw that there was a very simple tea stall there. The broken bamboo shed, a large pot of boiling water, a few tables, chairs and benches full of stains. A young man in the same dressed in blue clothes was lying on the lounge chair, crossing his legs, and looking at Wang Mo and others with a smile.

What Wang Mo and others paid attention to was not the degree of the tea stall, nor the low-quality tea that could be seen at a glance, but the price of those teas: one piece of ocean, ten piece of ocean, and one hundred piece of ocean.

Just this price, nectar and jade liquid are just like this. The Qingbang clearly shows that he wants to slaughter the knife first when entering the door.

Wang Mo frowned, but decided to hold it back for the time being, take out two pieces of ocean and throw it to Lu Dayong, and said, "Dayong, go buy two cups of tea for the two brothers."

Lu Dayong caught two oceans and was about to walk towards the tea stall. The Qing Gang member who had not spoken before said sarcastically: "Why, do you look down on us brothers? I'll invite us brothers to drink the cheapest tea slag?"

"You..." Lu Dayong glared at the two Qing Gang members, clenched his fists with both hands, wishing to smash the heads of the two guys with one punch.

"Dayong!" Wang Mo immediately stopped Lu Dayong's outbreak, took out a handful of ocean and handed it over, "Abide by the order and buy two cups of ten ocean tea for the two brothers."

"You know your identity!" The two members of the Qing Gang sneered contemptuously.

After buying the tea, the two Qing Gang members did not drink it. Instead, they rinsed their mouths and spit it around Wang Mo and others, splashing a lot of tea.

The Qing Gang members' almost insulting behavior made the special forces members very angry. If Wang Mo had not stopped him with a stern look, they would have rushed forward to death with anger.

The two members of the Green Gang were very satisfied with Wang Mo and others' performance of being angry but not saying anything, and laughed proudly. One of the members of the gang took over Lu Dayong's greeting: "Wait here!"

About ten minutes later, the gang members who went to report to send the letter came out to bring Wang Mo and others in.

Originally, Wang Mo thought that the Qing Gang was just an ordinary guild residence, but he didn't expect that there was a universe inside. After entering the door, he turned left and right and came to a casino.

“Big, big, big…”

"I buy a small one, I don't believe it and I'll drive four sets in a row!"

"Buy it will be a sure move, buy it will be a sure move..."

The noisy and noisy shouts were overwhelming, and the small hall was filled with emotional gamblers.

Bypassing the casino, Wang Mo and others walked for a while and came to a courtyard. They saw a middle-aged man standing by the pool in the middle of the courtyard, slowly sprinkling fish food into the pond. From time to time, several goldfish jumped up to compete for food.

"Master Shui, the person is here." The Qing Gang gang member who led the way walked to the middle-aged man and bowed and said.

Wang Mo understood that the Shui Master in front of him was probably the master of the Qing Gang Hall, so he stepped forward and bowed, "My younger generation, Wang Mo, have seen Shui Master."

Mr. Shui is not as fat as most people think, and has a hideous face. Instead, he is elegant and elegant, like a teacher who is more than a gang leader.

Master Shui just looked at Wang Mo for a moment, then continued to feed his fish, and said, "Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, from Sichuan? I haven't heard of it much."

Wang Mo replied: "It is normal that Master Shui has never heard of it. Our southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army has only raised the banner of anti-Qing revolution in recent months. Now it is only active in southern Sichuan."

Master Shui waved his hand: "Okay, young man, this revolutionary army, that revolutionary army, I have heard a lot these days. Tell me, what's the matter for me?"

The other party seemed to not take the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army seriously, which made Wang Mo feel angry, but in order to save Lu Ershuan, he still suppressed his anger and said: "Master Shui, today my subordinates had a conflict with the brothers of your gang. I will apologize for them, and ask Master Shui not to remember the villain's faults and not to argue with them."

This kind of thing is common. Master Shui didn't even raise his eyelids, so he focused on feeding the fish, and just said casually: "Oh, is there any such thing?"

Afterwards, Wang Mo talked about the whole story of the conflict between Lu Dayong and others and the Qing Gang members, and at the same time asked Shui Ye to release Lu Ershuo and said that it was easy to say how much money he would pay for.

"It's probably done by Lao Qi, and this kid is so beautiful." After hearing this, Master Shui didn't say anything, but turned to the Qing Gangs next to him and said, "Go, call Master Seven."

"Yes, Master Shui!" After hearing Master Shui's orders, a group of Qing Gangs trotted away.

After a while, a young man wearing Western sunglasses brought a few followers into the yard. Before the person arrived, he shouted, "Brother, are you looking for me? Are there any beautiful girl introducing me to my younger brother?"

At this time, Lu Dayong approached Wang Mo and said, "That's right, this person is trying to tease Miss Lin, the gangster leader."

Wang Mo's eyes flashed with cold light, and a trace of murderous intent ignited from the bottom of his heart.
Chapter completed!