20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 300: Officials and Bandits

At this time, the Qingming Teahouse was abuzz with people, old and young men scattered around the tables in groups, chatting nonsense, and it was extremely lively.

Jiang Lianheng looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, what are your plans when you find that batch of medicinal materials?"

Wen Tingge thought for a moment and suggested: "Although it is borrowed in my name, I am alone in this treasure land and have no whereabouts. If brother treats me as a person and is willing to help me, you seven and I three, how can Sample?"

"No, I want them all."

"This……"

Wen Tingge's face froze, and he frowned and said: "Brother, this is not just about a batch of medicinal materials. Boss Jia and the others used my name to move a lot of things. I rarely talk about this amount here." ...No matter what, you have to let me smoke some."

Jiang Lian smiled and waved his hand, explaining: "Brother, I misunderstood! I mean, all of that batch of medicinal materials belongs to me. As for the others, I have no objection to it."

Immediately afterwards, he explained the ins and outs of Zongheng Cargo Insurance Company in detail.

Wen Tingge breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that both of them had some issues with Chief Jia, so he nodded repeatedly and said: "Easy to talk to, easy to talk to! If I can really get Shuanglong to deal with it, everything can be easy to talk about!"

Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Brother, I think you don't just want to get money, but you want to shovel Shuanglong out of the way?"

"Brother, to be honest, I want to honor their things. Money comes second. The main thing is to instigate internal strife among them. It is best to hurt both sides. Otherwise, my little life will be played to death by them sooner or later."

Wen Tingge spoke eloquently, and his resentment became clear.

Last year, he was injured in the capital and had no shame to return to his hometown in Rehe, so he took a train to Fengtian. Seeing that the provincial capital was unpredictable at that time and he was recovering from his injuries, he simply went south and visited some small counties along the way. Open here to "do business".

After wandering around like this for a year, I also made acquaintance with a few colleagues in the nearby areas, but most of them were not in the mainstream and could not become popular.

After suffering a defeat in the capital, Wen Tingge felt that he could no longer continue to play tricks. He should take advantage of his skills to still find a supporter, just in case his hands got wet one day, he could still have a maneuver. room.

He originally planned to go to Fengtian to try his luck, but he was afraid that he would be looked down upon when he arrived in the provincial capital because of his previous failure, so he hesitated in every possible way.

At this time, some online friends persuaded him to go to Liaoyang.

Why go to Liaoyang?

Because during the Russo-Japanese War, there was a great battle in the local area, which affected the people and made them miserable.

The original thieves were missing, the city was completely renewed, the arena was reshuffled and reorganized, and after several years of disputes, an "Old Dragon Society" was finally saved, occupying the top spot among the gangs, but its foundation was not deep and it was impatient. Lack of good hands. If you go there, you may not be able to be reused.

When Wen Tingge heard this, he felt that it made sense. Instead of going to the Congress Party and being a free boy, it would be better to go to a small gang and sit in a high position as a senior leader, so he went happily.

Unexpectedly, Wen Tingge was immediately dumbfounded when he arrived in Liaoyang.

Unfortunately, his name came first before others arrived. All the numerous cases in the city, including all the charges of theft and theft, were all placed on him.

Wen Tingge suddenly felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly.

What surprised him the most was that among them was the heinous crime of stealing official silver!

This is a clear plan to trap him to death!

Wen Tingge was frightened and furious, and soon began to investigate secretly.

He himself was a member of the Rong family and knew the secrets, so he took advantage of the theft of Shanfangtang that had just happened a few days ago and quickly found this clue about Boss Jia.

After several secret investigations, it was discovered that behind it was the "Old Dragon Club" to which he had originally intended to defect.

Since the Laolonghui is a Jianghu gang, there is no way that they don't understand its rules. They must be people with no taboos who are responsible for such a nasty and dirty thing. Wen Tingge's willingness to defect was also discouraged.

"Wait a moment!"

Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but interrupt: "Isn't it the 'Double Dragon Club'? Why is it the 'Old Dragon Club' again?"

Wen Tingge explained: "Brother, you don't know something. This group of people was originally called 'Lao Long Hui', and the leader of the group was Man'er. Even though he is not very capable, he has a wide network of contacts in the market, Jianghu, and other places. There were many old friendships in the green forests on the hills and in the lower-level government offices. Later, he cooperated with a small group of bandits outside the city. The two groups, one inside and one outside, were bandits among the people and people among the bandits. He He acted as the 'leader' for the Hu bandits; the Hu bandits helped him do dirty things. As time passed, the two rivers merged and became the 'Shuanglong Society'."

The so-called "ringleader" refers to a person who specializes in helping bandits sell stolen goods.

Huzi went out to eat "Hengjia rice", and the things he robbed couldn't be harvested even if they were stored in the mountains, so they had to be sold in the city.

Of course, the things sold are not necessarily stolen goods. Sometimes they may be mountain goods, furs and other items obtained by the gangsters themselves.

Jiang Lianheng nodded secretly, but asked: "According to you, the leader of the 'Double Dragon Society' should be a man with great hands and eyes. Shouldn't he be able to do such a dirty trick of impersonation?"

Wen Tingge took a sip of tea and shook his head disdainfully, "I have already investigated and found out that this ladle can't be said to have good hands and eyes at all. I only know a few low-level officials. That time the official silver was stolen, it was actually a few of them." They are colluding secretly, and the senior officials above are already extremely anxious."

"That's what happened! Have you found out where they hid the goods now?"

"Not yet. I just came here not long ago. Now I only know that the theft case of Shanfangtang was handled by the leader Jia. I keep an eye on him every day just to see when he will meet with the gangsters outside the city."

Jiang Lianheng muttered, "I probably just finished my work, and I plan to wait for the news to subside a little, and then find a way to sell the stolen goods." At this point, he felt something was wrong again, "It seems that the shopkeeper of Shanfangtang didn't report it to the official Bar?"

"I'm not sure about this." Wen Tingge said, "However, I guess before they took action, they should have used my name to notify the shopkeeper in advance and threaten them."

Jiang Lianheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It is indeed possible."

In order to frame the crime on Wen Tingge, the Shuanglong Society issued an ultimatum in advance, telling Shanfangtang to take their medicinal materials. If they dared to sue the officials, their heads would be taken.

Liang Bolin loves money, but he is more like a pure miser than the kind of person who believes in "wealth can be obtained through danger".

A miser or a miser is mostly a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. It is very likely that he dare not sue the official for this reason.

In this way, it makes sense that he suddenly bought a heavy insurance policy for the shipment of his own medicinal materials.

Boss Jia Ba and others probably knew that Liang Bolin's medicinal materials were in high demand, Li and Feng had no worries about buyers, so they focused on his business.

Wen Tingge continued: "My plan is to find out where they hide their goods and run away together. When they divide the loot, the gangsters outside the city will definitely clash with the gangs in the city. When the time comes, I will brush off my clothes and follow them. Killing each other.”

It was a good idea, but he was alone and obviously couldn't realize it without help.

Wen Tingge then asked: "Brother, are those people outside the store your brothers?"

Jiang Lianheng had no need to hide it, so he nodded and said "yes".

"The number of people is a bit small." Wen Tingge said hesitantly. "If you are good at it, it will be enough to deal with this gang of rabble in the city. But if you encounter a beard outside the city, you will inevitably have to take action if you get wet. It's a bit risky, brother. Do you want to do it or not?”

"Risk?" Jiang Lianheng sneered, "If you are afraid of risk, why bother hanging out online? Why not go home and farm?"

Wen Tingge slapped the table and shouted: "Refreshing!" Then he lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I think you have good skills. How about from now on, I will keep an eye on Shuanglong, and you will keep an eye on Jia, and we will split up. To avoid being taken advantage of by them?" "It's too much trouble!"

"This... what good idea do you have, brother?"

Jiang Lianheng yawned and whispered, "Play with them!"

Wen Tingge quickly dissuaded him, "Brother, it's hard for a tiger to defeat a local snake!"

"I am not a tiger, and he is not a local snake." Jiang Lianheng said with a smile, "From what you said, these two dragons have no taboos. I guess they don't have a good reputation in the city, right?"

"Indeed, the reputation is not good." Wen Tingge said, "Not only is the reputation externally bad, but the Shuangyong Society is also in a mess. The leader is too greedy and holds onto money tightly, and the people below are somewhat resentful."

"That'll be easy!"

"What do you mean?"

"Brother, you may not think that I have a small number of people, but all of my brothers are here with their bells and whistles."

"So what's the matter? Brother, I don't mean anything else, but you can't just shoot on the street, right?"

Even if he has extraordinary abilities, he must at least give an explanation to the government. Now that the city is safe and sound, how can he still kill people in the street?

Jiang Lianheng smiled nonchalantly and just asked: "How much business does Shuangyong have and where are they located?"

Wen Tingge replied: "Shuanglong Club has just started, and its foundation is not strong. Liaoyang is small. Currently, there is only one gambling stall in the east of the city."

When Jiang Lianheng heard this, he stood up directly and said, "That's enough, thank you!"

Wen Tingge also stood up and asked with some confusion: "Eh? Brother, what should we do next?"

"No need to do anything, just wait for my news."

"Where does that old man live now?"

"Don't ask. Brother, if you really want to find a place to hang the pillars, just keep watching for Boss Jia for me at night. In the next two days, every morning, at this time and at this teahouse, there will be someone there. Came to contact you.”

"That's okay."

Jiang Lianheng took two steps and suddenly stopped and asked, "Huh? You won't follow me, will you?"

Wen Tingge quickly replied with a smile: "Don't worry, Wen knows the rules. Besides, with my skills, why would you make such a joke on me?"

Jiang Lianheng nodded, and the two said goodbye at the door.

It was not that Jiang Lianheng was pretending to be mysterious, but that Hu Xiaoyan was in Liaoyang and he would not casually tell this matter to an outsider.

After the two left, Qingming Teahouse was still bustling with customers coming and going, and the waiter in the shop wished he was so busy that he hit the back of his head with his feet.

Not long after, two young men in short coats came and walked into the store side by side, talking and laughing. They scanned the room and only found an empty table in the corner.

"Oops! Brother Kang and Brother Hu are here, come in and invite us in!" The waiter greeted them with a smile, "You two chat for now, I will clear the table for you right now."

The two young men were still talking and laughing, and took their seats.

One of them, the one with a mole between his eyebrows, just sat down and glanced at the table. When he saw the teapot and tea bowl on the table, his expression was suddenly startled, and he immediately stretched out his hand and pressed down the waiter's arm.

The waiter was stunned, turned around and asked, "Brother Kang, what's wrong?"

The young man with the mole between his eyebrows grinned dryly, pointed to the teapot and teacup on the table, and asked, "Who was drinking tea at this table just now?"

"Hey! We just left!" the waiter said in a frightened voice, "Look, it's just over the door. Oops, it's passed."

Kang Er didn't see the two people clearly and asked again: "Don't you know them?"

The waiter nodded quickly and said, "It's true that we are unfamiliar. It seems like it's the first time we've come back."

Kang Er thought for a while, then suddenly pulled the waiter to his side and said seriously: "Shunzi, do me a favor, can you do me a favor?"

The waiter's face turned pale with fright, and he forced out a wry smile and said: "Kang, second brother Kang, look at you, if you want me to help you, just say it, and still help, isn't this a shabby little brother! "

Another young man in the accomplice saw that the waiter was scared like a chicken, so he couldn't help shaking his shoulders and laughing, and patted the waiter's face like a coaxing child, but the force was a bit strong.

"Shunzi, don't be afraid, your second brother Kang is joking with you!"

"Yes, yes, I, I know that Brother Kang is witty and loves to joke and tease us..."

"Then why don't you smile?"

"Brother Hu...I'm not smiling..."

"Laugh out loud and let me hear it!"

"Hehe...hehehehe..."

"Damn it, why are you looking uglier when you smile than when you cry?" Huzi smiled and pinched the waiter's face.

Clearly looking for trouble!

In comparison, Kang Er seemed much more "elegant and easy-going". He raised his hand to stop his companion, and then whispered: "Next time, if those two people at this table come again, help your brother and listen. They What did you say, okay?"

"Okay, okay!" The waiter nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "It's a small matter, it's a small matter, Brother Kang, don't worry."

Kang Er did not let him go immediately, but asked again: "By the way, Shunzi, why don't you come to our place to play recently? What, have you learned enough?"

"No, no, lately... money is tight..."

"What's the point? Money is tight, you can borrow it from us!" Kang Er smiled, "You have to come tonight, remember? Okay, let's go!"

"Hey, good, good!"

The waiter stood up as if he was being pardoned. Although he scolded all the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart, he still had a flattering smile on his face.

Whoever is a member of the Double Dragon Society, a small waiter, has no choice but to be angry but not dare to speak.

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