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Chapter 121 Revenge Is Not Overnight

In March, the southern country had a warm spring breeze, and Yu Manli was happily leaning against Lin Mu's side, holding Lin Mu's left arm, with a beautiful smile on her face.

Shanghai has been a bit chaotic recently, and it is rare for Lin Mu to come out to breathe the outdoor air.

"Let's go to the coffee shop on Joffre Road today!" Yu Manli said coquettishly.

Lin Mu smiled and said, "Since Sister Manli said she wants to go, let's go over and taste the coffee there again!"

"I hate it!" Yu Manli clenched her fist and lightly beat Lin Mu's chest twice, dissatisfied: "Don't call me sister, I'm only three months older than you!"

"You are older than me by three months, but you don't have to worry about it. The female junior is holding a gold brick! Although you have not been older than me for three years, but only three months, let's simplify it, and you are also holding a gold bar." It's gone." Lin Mu teased.

The two walked into an alley rompingly, only to find that four people blocked the way in front of them.Lin Mu and Yu Manli immediately turned around, and saw that the entrance to the alley they had just passed was also blocked by several people in black gowns.

"What do you want to do?" Yu Manli called out, pretending to be harsh.

One of them, a thin and mean-looking man, jumped out of the crowd, took off his hat, made a gesture of invitation, and said with a sinister smile: "Master Ming, please! We, Mr. Zhang, have a business meeting and want to talk to you. !"

Lin Mu said disdainfully: "Who am I? It turns out that the old dog 'Three-color Tycoon' is after me. Isn't he afraid of revenge from our Ming family?"

"Afraid? To be honest, even Boss Ji is afraid of the power of the Ming family in Shanghai. We are naturally a little worried. In order to invite you, Young Master Ming, we have been staring outside the Ming mansion for four or five days. "

Lin Mu whispered to Manli: "You are in front of me and behind me, 1 minute!"

As soon as Lin Mu finished speaking, Yu Manli took out a Browning M1906 pocket pistol from her exquisite satchel, and a Luger pistol suddenly appeared in Lin Mu's hand.

boom!boom!boom! ...

After a burst of gunshots, only Yu Manli and Lin Mu were left standing in the middle of the alley, holding their guns back to back.

Lin Mu put down the pistol, and Yu Manli, who was breathing heavily, quickly left the scene.

In a rickshaw, on the way back home, Lin Mu embraced Yu Manli in his arms and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I wanted to go dancing with you! It's all gone now."

"It's okay, it's not bad this time." Yu Manli said with a long breath.

After returning home, Lin Mu closed the study door, and said to Man Li, "Go and inform the second special service team, Yu Rang and Nie Zheng. I will personally lead the team to kill Zhang Xiaolin tonight. I didn't want to pay attention to this rascal. I didn't expect him to seek death by himself, so we can't blame us!"

"You don't need to discuss this matter again, I'm afraid that something will go wrong if you go through it so recklessly!" Yu Manli said worriedly.

Lin Mu snorted coldly, "It's just a gangster, don't take it too seriously."

From the bottom of his heart, Lin Mu looked down on the so-called "Three Big Tycoons" in Shanghai, especially Zhang Xiaolin. He believed that these people had nothing to do except oppress goodness, smuggle drugs, and take care of gambling and prostitution. Huang Jinyong and Du Yuesheng still had some national integrity. Well, Zhang Xiaolin is definitely a treacherous villain with no bottom line.

In the middle of the night, many places of singing and dancing in Shanghai are still feasting and feasting. Only ordinary poor people who have been traveling all day choose to rest, and they will have to get up early to go to work tomorrow.

Lin Mu brought more than a dozen special agents who had been trained over the years, disguised as patrolmen from the patrol room, and arrived at Zhang Xiaolin's luxurious mansion in two cars.

"Everyone came to the humble house late at night, what's the matter?"

Seeing that all his subordinates were under the control of the special service team brought by Lin Mu, Zhang Xiaolin rushed up in his pajamas. He didn't panic, but thought that Huang Jinyong sent someone to fight the autumn wind. Right now, Huang Jinyong is still the inspector of the patrol room in the French Concession. .

"Boss Zhang, you still asked me to come over during the day! Now that I'm here, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Lin Mu sneered and took out his pistol, and put it on Zhang Xiaolin's head.

After Zhang Xiaolin saw Lin Mu clearly by the moonlight, he immediately said humbly: "Master Ming! This is all a misunderstanding. I also listened to the instigation of that bastard Du Yuesheng, so I sent someone to trouble you. You don't remember villains. But, don't be as knowledgeable as a little bastard like me."

Zhang Xiaolin was filled with fear and hatred in his heart now. For so many years, no one had hit the door directly. He secretly swore that as long as tonight passed, he would use all his strength to eradicate the Ming family.

Lin Mu didn't want to argue with Zhang Xiaolin any more, so he said to a member of the secret service, "Nie Zheng, take Boss Zhang down to greet you. I'll only give you half an hour. I want to know the result I expect in half an hour!"

Under the command of Nie Zheng, the secret service team immediately dragged Zhang Xiaolin and others into different rooms. It took less than a stick of incense before Zhang Xiaolin confessed his hidden property and all the crimes he had committed. come out.

Although Lin Mu had prepared in advance, he was still taken aback when he saw Zhang Xiaolin's interrogation record. He gritted his teeth and said, "I never thought that this bastard who forgot his ancestors would steal so much information for the Japanese. It's really not a pity to die." Take away all the gold and silver that he hid. As for Zhang Xiaolin, Nie Zheng, you should deal with it yourself! The rest of these little people will also be interrogated. Hurry up, we'll be leaving in an hour!"

In addition to interrogating Zhang Xiaolin's hidden money and spying information for the Japanese, Lin Huaibu also found out where many of his smuggled weapons and medicines were stored. Zhang Xiaolin hid these things in a warehouse in the French Concession Wharf.

As an old hooligan who has been in Shanghai for many years, Zhang Xiaolin also knows that eggs should not be put in one basket, so he recently opened up a smuggling business of weapons and medicines.

Most of Zhang Xiaolin's subordinates had bloody cases in their hands, Lin Mu didn't bother to investigate further, and asked his subordinates to send these bastards to the west.

"Heroes, can you take me and leave together?"

After dealing with the beginning and the end, when Lin Mu turned around with the secret service team and was about to leave, a young man who was tied to the ground hurriedly asked.

"Who are you? You don't want to play tricks on us so that you can tip off the police!" Lin Mu sneered.

"My son, Qiao Zhicai, was arrested here because he offended someone."

Lin Mu looked curiously at Qiao Zhicai, who resembled a big star surnamed Chen in later generations, and said with a chuckle, "The temple is small and the Buddha is high, and the mountains are high and the rivers are long. I will invite you to drink tea when we meet in the rivers and lakes, but now I need to wrong you." It's been a while!"

Lin Mu made a gesture, and Nie Zheng knocked Qiao Zhicai unconscious and threw him aside. Then he started the car, and everyone disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)