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Chapter 395 Robbery
In the concession, this night was filled with bad luck.

The fire not only ravaged the Asia Building and the SH General Assembly founded by the Koreans, but also several iconic French Concession buildings were not spared.

Famous buildings such as the General Assembly of France and the Gardens of Verdun were set on fire one after another, with the General Assembly of France being the most violent fire.

Faced with such an urgent disaster, almost all French soldiers in the concession were dispatched and immediately devoted themselves to fire rescue.

At this time, on the terrace of a foreign-style building, Zheng Jirong stood in front of the fence, staring at the French General Assembly with flames in the distance.

The place was now filled with shouts and noise.

Late at night, the clubhouse was sparsely populated, and Zheng Jirong had already instructed Bi Shucheng to immediately wake up the surrounding residents or go to the patrol room to report the fire once the fire started.

Therefore, he was not worried that the fire would cause innocent casualties or significant losses.

"Woo. Woo."

At this time, there was a painful groan from behind.

Zheng Jirong turned around and saw that Louis, the public board director who had shown off his power to him in the restaurant before, was being pushed to the ground by several people and being beaten and kicked.

He walked forward slowly, waved Bi Shucheng's men to move away, then smiled at Louis and said:

He immediately stepped forward, helped Louis up, handed him a cigarette apologetically, and helped him light it.

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These guys looked at each other and shook their heads in embarrassment: "Boss Zheng, you didn't say you wanted to ask him anything. We didn't dare to ask him if you didn't tell him. We thought you just wanted to teach this foreign devil a lesson."

Zheng Jirong signaled his men to remove the cloth that blocked Louis' mouth, and was about to ask, but suddenly heard the old man yelling at him angrily:
"What did you want me to say? You bastards came in and beat people without asking me anything! Even if I wanted to say something, you asked me anyway!"

He looked at Louis on the ground, who had been beaten almost to the point of being reduced to a human shape, but his eyes still shone with hatred and anger. He couldn't help but secretly admired him. He was worthy of being a man from the old GM area, and his bones were indeed very hard.

"Why bother? If you tell me early, you might be able to survive. It's not good for everyone if this continues."

Zheng Jirong couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth when he saw Louis' miserable appearance.

He looked at the foreign devils with a smile and said, "I'm so sorry. They all just escaped from the north. They didn't do it lightly or harshly, and they made you suffer."

Zheng Jirong took a deep breath and said helplessly: "It's my fault."

In order to prevent his screams from attracting the attention of the surrounding neighbors, Bi Shucheng's men carefully stuffed his mouth with cloth balls.

Louis spit out the cigarette butt angrily, stared at him and shouted: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who I am? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

The smile on Zheng Jirong's face froze instantly. He stared at the people who had just beaten Lewis with his eyes wide open, "Didn't you ask him?"

"You guys all have the same dialogue."

Zheng Jirong interrupted him impatiently and pointed at Bi Shucheng's men around him, "Open your eyes and see, it wasn't me who broke into your house, tied up your whole family and beat you, it was these guys."

"Whether it's passers-by on the street or your family, it's all they see. Apart from you, who knows I've been here?" Louis' heart sank when he heard this, and asked with trembling lips: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Zheng Jirong smiled, patted Louis' shoulder lightly, and asked lightly: "Where is Zhang Wanlin hiding?"

Hearing his words, Lewis was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "You are looking for me just because of him?"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said, "Aren't you his biggest backer in the concession? You should know his current position better than anyone else. Tell me. If you tell me, I promise to spare your life."

Realizing that he had only suffered on behalf of others, anger appeared on Louis' face, but looking at the gangsters who were watching eagerly around him, he took a deep breath and said: "Isn't it at the French Consulate?"

Zheng Jirong shook his head. He had already checked at the consulate before coming and found that Zhang Wanlin had left there. Without Ah Xing's clairvoyance, he had no choice but to ask the foreign devil.

Louis thought for a while and said: "If he is not at the consulate, then he should be at Hua'an Building. He is one of the shareholders there, and it is surrounded by consulates from various countries. He used to hide there when he was assassinated by his enemies."

"Hua'an Building..." Zheng Jirong nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you very much."

Lewis tried his best to hide the hatred in his eyes, and asked calmly: "Now that you know his location, can you let me go now?"

Snapped--!
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Bi Shucheng walked in with a look of ecstasy, smiling: "Hahaha, damn, this foreign devil has more money hidden in his home than the British one before! In addition to In addition to money, there are even gold bricks!”

Louis looked over after hearing the sound, and saw that almost everyone in Bi Shucheng's group was holding a suitcase in their hands, which was filled with banknotes, and some had even overflowed and fallen to the ground.

He couldn't help but his face changed, and he asked angrily: "You are robbing!"

"Nonsense! Otherwise, what do you think we are here for?!"

Bi Shucheng patted the wooden box stacked with gold bricks and said proudly: "You bastard has hidden your money quite well, but your wife's mouth is too loose. When this woman saw us unbuttoning our belts, she was frightened." Everything is explained, hahaha.”

He then said regretfully: "It's a pity that you can't withdraw the money in your deposit. Brother Zheng, do you know how much money he has in the bank? Damn it, a whole ten million oceans! If you can withdraw it, I can Just raise an army!"

Zheng Jirong smiled. After spending a night together, he was no longer surprised by Bi Shucheng's generous attitude.

As the director of the Public Board and Zhang Wanlin's biggest backer in the concession, Louis had many ways to make money, so it was not surprising that he had so much money.

Bi Shucheng then looked at Zheng Jirong and said, "Brother, has the matter been resolved? The fire over there has almost been extinguished. If we stay here any longer, there is a high probability that something will happen."

Zheng Jirong nodded without saying anything, then pulled up the black cloth covering his face, turned around and walked out without looking back.

Seeing him leave, Louis breathed a sigh of relief. The money and gold bricks at home were just a drop in the bucket compared to the money he had in the bank. As long as he could survive, he would have plenty of time to get back with revenge.

However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that Bi Shucheng and others did not leave after Zheng Jirong left. Instead, they took out their guns and pointed them at him.

"You guys..." Lewis pointed at Zheng Jirong's back and shouted in panic, "He just promised to keep me alive!"

Bi Shucheng sneered: "That's what he promised. What does it have to do with me?"

Hearing the gunfire from inside the house, Zheng Jirong didn't look back and kept walking towards the next destination.

(End of this chapter)