bookrebus Chapter 216: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 216: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Lu Pingsheng looked at him with contempt and a vulgar expression. He quickly covered his lower body and sat back in the hot spring.
The bath water splashed all over Lu Shaojie's face.
Lu Pingsheng secretly cursed the playboy as vulgar.
"Tell me, do you want the Red Bandits to sell me antiques or spend money to buy my calligraphy and paintings?"
After Lu Pingsheng finished cursing in his heart, he did not forget to talk about the business.
Lu Shaojie wiped the water off his face and was stunned by the question.
Yes, this kid has both family background and money, and he will be even more glorious after defeating him and Zeng Laosi.
In order to engage in maritime transport, he deliberately took up a sinecure in the Japanese department. When people ridiculed him as a bastard, he just laughed it off.
In order to trick Sheng Lao Si, he fell into the trap of the Green Gang and was almost killed by himself. He gave gifts and acted in a humble manner. . .
To call such a spineless and flexible speculator a red bandit is really giving him too much face.
What are the Red Bandits? They are all tough and unyielding.
In Lu Shaojie's eyes, Lu Pingsheng is a person who has no bottom line when it comes to money.
It is more convincing to say that he is a running dog of the Han Dynasty than a Red Bandit.
So what is this money-loving antique dealer looking for?
How could an army of more than 300,000 be forced to flee in panic after being surrounded by the Party-State and could only hide in the mountains and chew on tree bark?
Now there are only more than 30,000 defeated soldiers left?
"Give me three days and I'll handle it."
Lu Shaojie, who had figured it out, spoke in a deep voice, with a fierce look in his eyes that only a warlord could have.
Lu Pingsheng also returned to his usual expression at this moment. He grabbed the towel beside him and wiped away the sweat on his forehead from taking a bath.
With a serious expression, he said:
"That kid next to me knows everything about me. She's still being held captive. Please ask them not to torture her."
Lu Shaojie thought for a moment, "Is it the guy who won the race at the racecourse?"
Lu Pingsheng nodded, "Yes, Wu Ziyang from the French Concession watched her grow up and asked me to take care of her..."
Seeing how he was trying to hide his guilt, Lu Shaojie felt secretly proud of himself. After all, he was not from a rich and powerful family, and his subtle thoughts were written all over his face.
It’s good this way, as people whose thoughts are written on their faces are easier to control.
If Lu Pingsheng knew what this guy was thinking, he would definitely say:
Ah, yes, yes!!! You, Young Master Lu, are the smartest person in the world!!!
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In the interrogation room, Wei Miao felt the heat from the branding iron hitting his cheek and tried hard to pretend to be frightened.
What I was thinking was that if my skin was really burned, I wondered if I could ask Brother Lu for more compensation.
Hu San looked at Wei Miao's fair face, and a strange madness flashed across his usually ordinary eyes. He said excitedly:
"Such a beautiful face would not look good if it had scars."
Wei Miao was tightly held by Hu San's men and could not move.
She had to protect her little baby, so she hugged herself tightly with both hands, shaking with fear, but she didn't dare to struggle.
"Boy, if you just do what we say, nothing will happen, right?"
Wei Miao looked towards Hu San with his slender eyes, and what he saw was the child's pair of pupils that were dazed with fear.
He could see his own reflection in the brat's clear and dull pupils, and his twisted smile made his blood boil.
And in Wei Miao's sea of consciousness, the tick on Hu San's neck was sticking its little butt out and arching forward.
He threw himself towards the sweet blood without hesitation and drilled into his aorta.
"hiss!"
"what!"
"Woo!"
The voices sounded at the same time.
Hiss! It was Hu San. He felt a pain in his neck and his whole body was dizzy. He couldn't hold the branding iron in his hand and it slipped out of his hand.
The one who cried "Ah" was Hu San's little brother. The soldering iron Hu San had released was soldered to the arm that was holding Wei Miao when Wei Miao turned his head. He shook it several times before it was finally shaken off with skin and flesh.
The one who cried "Woo" was Wei Miao. She was frightened by this sudden scene. Thinking that if she couldn't get out the next day or the day after tomorrow, she might not get the gold bar worth 40,000 gold, she cried bitterly and sadly.
When Zhang Chengan and Feng Chuanfeng rushed in with their men, they saw Hu San lying on the ground, twitching continuously.
Hu San's younger brother covered his arms and screamed wildly, his face covered with tears and snot.
Wei Miao huddled up in the interrogation chair, trembling violently, and crying more painfully than if his parents had died.
Zhang Cheng'an's heart skipped a beat and he went forward to see Wei Miao. He checked him carefully and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he had no wounds and was just frightened.
He just received three calls, and each of them was from someone he couldn't refuse.
The other party didn't make any excessive demands, just asked him to guarantee that the boy named Wei Miao would not be tortured while in the police station.
He looked at the boy with red eyes and couldn't understand why the Young Marshal of the Lu family, the White Rose of the Green Gang and the Ninth Master of the Zeng family all called personally to plead for a little boy.
Later he thought of Lu Pingsheng and felt it was normal.
This guy probably knows some of Lu Pingsheng's secrets, so he doesn't dare to let anyone be punished.
Feng Chuanfeng stepped forward and kicked Hu San, and when he found that he was breathing in less than out, he grabbed the man who was screaming in pain and slapped him twice.
"Tell me! What's wrong?"
The man was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his forehead. When he met Feng Chuanfeng's cold eyes, fear overcame the pain.
He shuddered, not noticing Zhang Chengan behind him, and spoke tremblingly while enduring the pain in his flesh:
"We showed her the evidence that Lu Pingsheng was a Red Bandit and asked her to sign it, but she refused. So my third brother said he would let her suffer a little..."
After the medical staff carried Hu San away, Zhang Cheng'an's expression looked extremely ugly. No wonder, no wonder they called him to protect this little brat.
It turned out that he was trying to prevent people from the Party Affairs Investigation Office from framing him.
Zhang Chengan didn't want to offend the people in the Party Affairs Investigation Office, but since he had accepted the benefits, he had to get the job done. He also didn't want to offend the three people behind him.
So he said to Feng Chuanfeng: "Captain Feng, I'll take the person away first."
Feng Chuanfeng did not express his opinion. After a while, he smiled and said:
"Director Zhang, I don't know what happened just now. I hope you can keep it confidential until I investigate it thoroughly."
Although Feng Chuanfeng had a smile on his face, his tone was full of undisguised threats.
Zhang Chengan looked calm on the outside, but he was disdainful in his heart. For an operations team leader in Shen City, this was a bit too arrogant.
The normal procedure after catching a Red Bandit or a suspected Red Bandit is interrogation, conviction, and detention.
But there is no such thing as a frame-up.
There is nothing wrong with framing an antique dealer, but the relationships behind this antique dealer this time are quite complicated.
He even received calls from Wang Sanqiang, the inspector of the International Settlement, and Wu Ziyang of the French Concession.
If they mess with this kind of person who is involved in both black and white, the people in the Party Affairs Investigation Office will probably suffer a loss.
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