Chapter 12: The tycoon is defeated

No one expected that the ugly duckling, who was not astonishingly beautiful, was the daughter of a bank tycoon. Mu Yichen was extremely happy, and Chen Zikun couldn't help but look at Emily a few more times. The girl couldn't help but lower her head, and the freckles on her face became clearer because of the blush.

Jian Bing and Yao Yilei looked at each other, and they were secretly worried. Could this little foreign girl have fallen in love with Chen Zikun?

Mrs. King said: "Yes, Mr. Aba Burnell is the president of Boston Hillman Bank, and he can definitely help."

When Chen Zikun heard the surname Ababurnell, he understood. It turned out that Emily was the daughter of a Jew. Jews have always been known for being shrewd. Moreover, Mr. Ababurnell once sponsored the presidential election, worked as a diplomat, and a banker. He thought he was also a member of the upper class of American society. He was willing to help but said a little bit, and he said lightly: "Then thank you Miss Ababurnell."

Emily said shyly, "Just call me Emily."

Jian Bing and Yao Yilei looked at each other again, confirmed their suspicion, and became deeply worried.

However, opening a foreign company is not a matter of overnight success. Registration and registration with the Ministry of Industry, contacting the United States, and organizing loan funds all require time and energy. Chen Zikun guarded the country, so he did not have this leisure. Major Allen is still serving in active service and does not have so much free time. The matter in Shanghai was handed over to Mu Yichen, but the United States did not have the right candidate.

"I'm going back to the United States next week. If the general wants, I can help you walk around," said Emily.

Chen Zikun didn't believe that Emily, a little girl, had this ability, but then he thought that he wouldn't lose anything anyway, so he might as well treat the dead horse as a living horse. So he smiled and said, "Then it's going to be Emily."

Emily was excited: "I will definitely not let you down."

The dinner ended in a joyful and friendly atmosphere and sent the foreigners away. Chen Zikun asked Li Yaoting worriedly: "Zhang Xiaolin will definitely not give up, otherwise we will take the initiative and kill him."

Li Yaoting was shocked and said to himself that you are still cruel, one of the three tycoons in Shanghai, you will kill him if you say you want to kill him, and you think Zhang Xiaolin is an ordinary little bastard, but thinking that he offended Zhang Xiaolin and if he doesn't abandon him, he will definitely be against him everywhere in the future, and he will never be able to live this life.

"Okay, give me a few days to explore Zhang Xiaolin's whereabouts and strive to support him once." Li Yaoting said fiercely.

Chen Zikun said: "There is another big thing, please help Jianbing do it."

...

Three days later, Mu Yichen completed the registration document. The American Springfield Foreign Company was located in the Sassoon Building. His efficiency was praised by Chen Zikun. He also granted him five thousand oceans for office expenses, purchased tables and chairs, recruited clerks, and put up the shelves of the foreign company as soon as possible.

Mu Yichen went with confidence, and Li Yaoting followed in and whispered a few words to Chen Zikun.

"Call up people and bring all the guys." Chen Zikun was murderous.

After the last incident, Zhang Xiaolin was extremely angry and cursed and vowed to find the place, but Chen Zikun had been hiding in the public concession and was unable to do anything, so he had to plan to act when he left Shanghai. The killer and weapons had been arranged, and everything was ready, but the east wind was not allowed.

Like most people in Shanghai, Boss Zhang lives a comfortable life of wearing water in the morning and water in the afternoon. The teahouse and bathroom are the places he goes to most often because Zhang Xiaolin lives in the French Concession, and those inquiries are his disciples and disciples. There is no need to worry about safety issues. However, in order to prevent enemies, they have been in a car with a curtain when they come in and out, and they specially brought four bodyguards with guns and ammunition just in case.

That day, Zhang Xiaolin was about to go out to discuss business with his friend, but suddenly the wife and the concubine at home quarreled, which made him furious. He asked to become a monk to discipline his wives and concubines, and asked the driver to take the friend to the teahouse first.

The car drove out of Zhang Mansion and reached Xiafei Road in the French Concession, suddenly several big men rushed out of the shops on both sides. The machine guns in their hands spit out long flames, and the bullets hit the car like raindrops. They were suddenly full of holes and turned to the side of the road. The big men still did not give up, pouring all the remaining bullets onto the car before they left.

When the Annan Police arrived with a sirens, the German Mercedes sedan had been sieve and the driver was hit by more than ten bullets and died on the spot. Fortunately, there were no other passengers on the car, otherwise it would be impossible to escape.

The police officers recognized that this was the car of Boss Zhang Xiaolin and Boss Zhang from the license plate number, and immediately reported to their superiors. The most popular person in the French Concession Police Department was Cheng Ziqing, the leader of the Political Department. He was a disciple of the Qing Gang and was familiar with these big men in the world. When he learned that Zhang Xiaolin's car was ambushed, he immediately rushed to the scene to check it out for a moment, and he felt aware.

This is not the work of ordinary underworld. Shanghai gangs gather, and private fighting is common, but it is often done by killing cold weapons or shooting death in the street. However, according to the bullet shells left on the scene, more than 200 bullets were fired. This is not an assassination, it is a war.

The one who was beaten into a hornet's nest was Zhang Xiaolin's car. In today's world, who dares to challenge Boss Zhang! Thinking about the recent incident of Boss Zhang traveling to Maicheng at Jubao Teahouse, who was about to come out.

Cheng Ziqing rushed to Zhang's mansion and personally informed Zhang Xiaolin of the case. When Zhang Xiaolin heard this, he was sweating. Before he could do anything, he would have taken action first. If it weren't for the arguments about his wives and concubines, today would be his anniversary next year.

"Ziqing, I know who did this. If you don't take revenge, you will be a human being!" Zhang Xiaolin said gritting his teeth.

Cheng Ziqing smiled and said, "Boss Zhang calms down. It is better to resolve enemies than to get together. It is meaningless to fight. Besides, the people do not fight with officials. You may not be very clear about Chen Zikun's background. It is really hard to force him."

Zhang Xiaolin was furious: "When he talks nonsense, he is just a small brigade commander, and he dares to make ground on Tai Sui's head and kill him. It's just a gossip."

Cheng Ziqing said: "Chen Zikun is not as simple as a small brigade commander. As far as I know, he was a revolutionary party a long time ago, and he was a five-step business. Later, he somehow joined the military and was deeply favored by Wu Peifu. He even defeated the 100,000 troops of the Anhui clan and was single-handedly the most powerful general. He was the first brave general of the Zhili clan. This spring, Shandong Lincheng train robbed dozens of foreign tickets. The world was shocked. Boss Zhang had heard of it?"

Zhang Xiaolin said: "Can this person solve it?"

Cheng Ziqing said: "It was him who was alone in the mountains to rescue the meat tickets, and he was born in the United States, so this lord had a close relationship with the United Kingdom and the United States, and even the ministers and consuls sold him face."

Zhang Xiaolin took a breath. He never dreamed that the other party was so big, it would be fine if it was a big one, but it was so cruel to take action. Bullets were thrown around like they didn't have money. Not only did they kill the driver, but they also beat a brand new Mercedes into scrap iron. In this situation, even he, a tycoon who is famous for his good at fighting, was ashamed of himself.

"Ziqing, according to you, this revenge cannot be avenged?" Zhang Xiaolin stroked his big head, looking unwilling.

Cheng Ziqing said: "If you want to report, you have to solve the problem while he is still in Shanghai. Otherwise, when he returns to the station, he will send a wave of killers to find you bad luck every now and then. Even if the police station can protect you for a while, it will not be able to protect you for a lifetime."

Zhang Xiaolin was able to reach this point today, but it was not entirely due to being able to fight and dare to fight. He was still a little wise. He was originally angry because he looked down on the other party. Now, when Cheng Ziqing said that Chen Zikun was not only a famous general in the Zhili clan, but also had a good relationship with Britain and the United States, and his revenge was also bleak.

The underworld can fight, but it is to compare with the common people. Who can fight with the soldiers? Who is more cruel? Isn’t that going to the cottage with a lantern and seeking death?

"Ziqing, what you said is true?" Zhang Xiaolin seemed to be making up his mind.

"Of course it's true. The Allah Political Department specializes in intelligence, and these things are absolutely true." Cheng Ziqing said.

Zhang Xiaolin said: "Then please let me talk to you, just say that I, Zhang Xiaolin, have no intention of getting along with him, so please don't kill him."

Cheng Ziqing said: "That's it, Boss Zhang is really a hero."

Zhang Xiaolin smiled, but in fact he felt very frustrated. He had been lying on the beach for decades, but it was the first time he was defeated.

...

After ambushing Zhang Xiaolin, Chen Zikun immediately moved home in case the other party retaliated. There were guards around him gathered, and all of them were distributing weapons and equipment. Even if Zhang Xiaolin wanted to take revenge, he had to prepare at least dozens of lives.

Just when Chen Zikun went to Sassoon Building to inspect the Chuntian Foreign Affairs Office, the guards were alert to find someone following him, and remained silent, and arranged for two people to block the roadside, capturing the follower in one fell swoop, dragging him into the alley to question the dagger and pressing his neck, but he didn't know that the other party had a familiar Nantai accent.

It turned out that he was not Zhang Xiaolin's man, but the orderly soldier of Xia Jingqi, an adjutant of the Jiangdong Provincial Governor's Office.

Chen Zikun asked him: "Where is Adjutant Xia?"

“It’s right behind.”

He sent someone to arrest him immediately, but how could he be arrested? Adjutant Xia had already escaped when he saw the opportunity.

Chen Zikun understood that Governor Sun was going to deal with him. Now Shanghai is in danger and must leave quickly. He found a cafe on the side of the road, borrowed a phone call to teach Mu Yichen the opportunity, and then ordered someone to pack his luggage and prepare to leave Shanghai secretly.

Back at the bottom, I saw a slightly dark-faced middle-aged man waiting for him, Cheng Ziqing from the French Concession Police Station.

"Captain Cheng, okay?" Chen Zikun became alert. The other party was from the Qing Gang and had a close relationship with Zhang Xiaolin. This time, he must have come here for the shooting in the street in the French Concession.

Cheng Ziqing said straight to the point: "General Chen, I'm here to send a message for Boss Zhang. When will the revenge be repaid? Why not give me a shame and let Boss Zhang go. Anyway, there are no one dead on your side, and three people have died on Boss Zhang's side."

Chen Zikun sneered: "Isn't Zhang Xiaolin the best at fighting? Why is he so scared before I can act seriously?"
Chapter completed!