Chapter 23: Thousand Faces

"Do you think this must be done?"

"Yes," Du Yifu replied softly in response to the question on the other end of the phone: "Spark fire can start a prairie fire, but before it becomes anger and a wild fire, it must be adequately protected, otherwise, a gust of wind blows over and it may completely extinguish it."

The other party suddenly asked, "How is that boy?"

"I'm still too young and need experience. But time is not limited." At this point, Du Yifu paused and said, "People like him can only become friends, never become enemies. My suggestion is that if we ultimately cannot accept his request, we must start as soon as possible and completely kill him before he truly grows up and becomes our positive enemy."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent. He knew Du Yifu's vision, and he also knew that Du Yifu had always been arrogant and was even more harsh and seldom praised the younger generation. He really didn't expect that Du Yifu would give such a high evaluation to the young man named Lei Zhen.

"Tell me what you feel most intuitively about him."

"He is like a lone wolf, a wolf who has experienced many battles." Du Yifu thought, "In him, there is calmness, fighting and cruelty far beyond his age. He has received training far beyond normal people's imagination from Xie Jinyuan. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a professional killing machine. I have sufficient reason to believe that if I acted rashly yesterday, he would kill me without hesitation and then look for a second cooperation target."

There is a saying in the world that is good at delirium: hitting someone with one punch and defending someone with one kick. How could Xie Jinyuan's apprentice put himself on the chopping board and serve as a fisherman?!

In order to show his "harmless" kindness, Lei Zhen did not carry any guns. When talking to him, he even spread his hands flat on Du Yifu's desk. However... Du Yifu, who had experienced many battles with his adoptive father and had seen the ups and downs of the world, clearly knew that the reason why Lei Zhen placed his hand in that position was because Lei Zhen only needed to hook his fingers to put a Du Yifu on the desk, and pinched the pen that had already twisted his cap and held it in his hand.

When Du Yifu pushed Lei Zhen's head with a pistol, he didn't feel confident in his heart. Because he clearly saw from the corner of his eyes that Lei Zhen's hand also moved two centimeters to the pen! In other words, once Lei Zhen determined that he would really shoot, he would grab the pen like lightning before he pulled the trigger, and then join him to die together!

The head of the Qing Gang was stabbed to death with a pen in his restaurant. Thinking of such news headlines, Du Yifu had to shake his head and smile bitterly. He strengthened his tone and said, "I saw the dual characteristics of heroes and heroes in Lei Zhen's body at the same time!"

The other end of the phone was silent. He had been experiencing the world for decades and finally conquered a great land. A person who is firmly in the leader of the Chinese gang naturally had a pair of keen eyes to recognize people. After a long time, the person on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice: "As a superior, you must see the situation in the power clearly, and no matter what the situation is, maintain an absolutely calm mind, judge the situation, and make the most favorable judgment."

Du Yifu was listening carefully. He knew that once the person on the other end of the phone had made a final instruction after careful consideration, it was an order that could never be changed. This was the most terrifying survival wisdom that was integrated into the richest life experience and experience of a leader in the world!

"Now the Japanese are strong and the National Government is weak, which is a fact that cannot be ignored. Moreover, for a long time, this situation will continue. Therefore, our Qing Gang must not fight head-on with the minions of the Japanese intelligence agencies. If we do this, it is tantamount to giving the Japanese military a sufficient reason to support the Black Dragon to carry out a major purge on our tens of thousands of gangs in Shanghai. If we are not capable of enemies, this is a bottom limit that we must never cross before making decisions!"

Du Yifu nodded, which was also his most concerned thing.

"We must not touch Lei Zhen," the person on the other end of the phone said earnestly: "Yi Fu, don't forget that Qin Qiyi is still kneeling in front of Grandpa Yue Fei's tomb, scolded by thousands of people and spitting! Although Lei Zhen is still a little person who has not emerged, he can learn from Grandpa Yue Fei's loyalty to serve the country. I, Du Yuesheng, must not be Qin Qiyi and do such a business that stabs the knife in the back!"

"And..." Speaking of this, Du Yuesheng on the other end of the phone raised his voice and said, "Yifu, you kid was raised by me. I don't know that you are fighting with Xiaojiu in your heart? You like that kid Lei Zhen, want to help him, support him, and want to contribute more to the country. This is a good thing. You can say it openly. Why do you want to play such a trick that doesn't support him? You are driving a duck to the shelves and forcing me to accompany you to have a knife to fight for your life? If I really shook my face and asked you to kill Lei Zhen directly, what should you do? Should I execute my order, or do you not hesitate to betray the master and abandon my ancestors to protect that kid and raise a future enemy for our Qing Gang?!"

Du Yifu kept wiping the sweat on his forehead and said repeatedly: "I dare not, I dare not, I dare not, I dare not, I dare not, I dare not, my disciples dare not!"

Du Yifu really didn't dare. He knew clearly that the potential of his adoptive father Du Yuesheng, Du Yuesheng could hold himself in one hand to the position above and below ten thousand people. As long as he turned his back, he could turn himself into the eighteenth level of hell from the peak of his life!

"As long as you have the national justice first, even if you really do something, even if I, the adoptive father, want to punish you, I will be happy."

Du Yuesheng has reached this day, and he really knocked it with a big stick and stuffed a red date into someone else's mouth. He also played this game with great strength. After knocking on Du Yifu and reminding Du Yifu to abide by his duties, Du Yuesheng said quietly: "As long as Yifu, you can remember the four words of serving the country and the people, and implement it into the entire Qing Gang, even if I, Du Yuesheng, return to the west, can still feel at ease to close these old eyes on that day."

"We must help this; but on the Japanese side, we must not send core members to fight them head-on!"

Hearing Du Yuesheng's final summary of such a contradictory conclusion, Du Yifu couldn't help frowning. The agents trained by the Japanese intelligence agencies can definitely be called the elite among the elites. If they only go out to the Qing Gang's peripheral personnel, wouldn't that let those disciples die in vain? Moreover, such things cannot be cheated and cannot help Lei Zhen achieve his mission. What's the point of their support?!

At this time, Du Yuesheng could already imagine his adopted son's sad face. He smiled and said, "I have the right candidate, but to put it bluntly, it is all a group of me, Du Yuesheng, who would shake his head and smile bitterly when he saw it. He was also very experienced. After the fall of Shanghai, they were unwilling to leave their hometown to accompany me, the old man, to Hong Kong, and I cannot force him. Although they were unwilling to cooperate with the Japanese, they are now living in seclusion, as if they have become immortals, but once they stretched out their hands and feet, they all have considerable energy. The disciples under him are even more capable. Whether they can invite gods to come out depends on whether your child Lei Zhen, who is praised and heroic, has that charm."

Du Yifu suddenly widened his eyes. After a long time, he nodded repeatedly and said sincerely: "The adoptive father is the adoptive father, Gao. Gao, really Gao!"

A large gang like the Qing Gang with hundreds of years of history, rooted deeply in the market, and has close ties with the rulers, can no longer be estimated by simple numbers. Those who were once prominent in the Qing Gang, made great contributions, and were eventually tired of grievances and endless revenge. The characters who were finally granted the title of the head of the Jin Basin to wash their hands have become the side branches of the Qing Gang. Although they usually do not participate in the Green Gang's operations, once the gang encounters a life-and-death crisis, these side members will still spontaneously gather together and fight to the death to protect the gang.

But in normal times, if you want to mobilize these members of the sideline who have worked hard and made contributions every year, you can get bonuses without having to pay. Unless the head Du Yuesheng comes out to persuade him with kind words, otherwise... the stone lion farts, no way!

Lei Zhen took the greetings from Du Yifu to him. He visited these Qing Gang veterans who followed Du Yuesheng in his early years to conquer the world, were called the "Thirteen Taibao" by major gangs in Shanghai, and finally retired collectively. These Qing Gang veterans didn't even take Du Yifu seriously, so how could they pay attention to an unknown yellow-haired boy like Lei Zhen? Being able to meet Lei Zhen for the first time has already given enough face to the boss of the Qing Gang.

"Are you Chinese?"

When Lei Zhen visited the first Qing Gang veteran, he said this straight to the point. Faced with such a sudden inquiry, the Qing Gang veteran who was pampering and had no big words, and his anger did not diminish with age, rolled his eyes, made a disdainful attitude, and then said: "Serve tea!"

According to Chinese etiquette, when the owner says the phrase "serve tea", it is tantamount to issuing an order to expel guests.

But Lei Zhen didn't understand. He was originally a child who grew up in a mountain village. He lived alone in the mountains for three years, lived in the bandits' nest for a year, and was beaten by the Japanese for half a year. Finally, he entered Shanghai and lived in the lonely military camp for a few years. What opportunities do he have to come into contact with this so-called upper class society, and what opportunities do he have to taste the elegance of this "upper class" society?!

Hearing the old man opposite him politely asked him to serve tea, Lei Zhen glanced at him and saw that there was only one tea cup on the Eight Immortals table beside him. The old man pretended to behave just now, so he picked it up and covered it with a tea bowl, swept away the tea powder on the surface of the tea, and took a sip.

However, Lei Zhen had eaten raw meat and drank the blood of sparrows. When he was a teenager, he was so hungry that he even dared to challenge the adult black bear. What's so great about drinking a bowl of tea that others had drunk?

Lei Zhen walked over with great strides. Under the old man's watchful eyes, he picked up the old man's own use. Usually, no one in his family could easily touch it. It is said that it was an antique tea cup from the Song Dynasty. When he raised his neck, he could only drink all the tea leaves, water, and what kind of local tea ceremony cooked.

"Thanks!"

After saying this, Lei Zhen tasted the elegant fragrance remaining in his mouth. He said calmly: "It tastes good!"

Looking at the empty bowls where even the tea leaves were drunk by Lei Zhen, the old man rolled his eyes again. The bastard in front of him was so ignorant that he did not know how to respect his elders, such a great drink, such a waste of resources, such a pig Bajie ate ginseng fruit, and finally he dared to say something like a big deal... It tastes good?!

Seeing that the old man had no intention of asking him to sit on the Eight Immortals Chair beside him. Lei Zhen simply put his knees on his knees and sat in front of the old man in a big manner.

Looking up and down at this guy who was too alternative, a faint smile secretly raised from the corner of the old man's mouth. Whether it was Lei Zhen who was rude and unwilling, whether it was he who did not know how to respect his elders, or he was fearless, no matter what, he just felt that Lei Zhen was a person. He really looked like him when he was young!

No one knew what Lei Zhen had in the secret room with the old man. In the end, he sat on the Eight Immortals chair opposite the old man, and even got a precious name from the old man.

When visiting the second old man, Lei Zhen dressed neatly and bought all kinds of gifts. After meeting the old man himself, he was even more respectful. He was respectful and sincere. When the two started talking, following the knowledge Xie Jinyuan learned hard and the experiences of traveling around the world, Lei Zhen was young, but he was already meaningful. His knowledge and vision made him gradually win the recognition of the old man in front of him. When he talked about the situation and the Sino-Japanese War, even the old man had to listen intently.

Just by this vision and understanding, just because Lei Zhen is Xie Jinyuan's apprentice, just because Lei Zhen won the favor of the second old man. Lei Zhen also got a name from the second old man.

Leaving the company of Du Yuesheng, who traveled around the world, was killed by someone, and left the person who became sick due to injury and eventually died of illness in bed, Lei Zhen visited nine Qing Gang veterans respectively. Every time he visited, he would use a different attitude and play a different image, and would win the recognition of those old men as soon as he met.

"I am really worthy of being Xie Jinyuan's apprentice. He is young, but he already has such a terrible scheming!"

Looking at the information sent by his subordinates, Du Yifu sighed: "These nine elders are all above the top. But they can be convinced by an unknown junior like Lei Zhen. It is because Lei Zhen investigated all their information in advance and catered to their preferences. He portrayed himself as they were when they were young. In this world, who is older than the age who doesn't like himself when they were young? Facing Lei Zhen, who was a copy of his youth, was also a copy of his youth. In addition, he was Xie Jinyuan's apprentice, pressing the big hat of national justice on his head, and he also paid a speech from his adoptive father. After three-pronged approach, they couldn't help. "

Speaking of this, Du Yifu felt something, and he couldn't help but blurt out a swear word: "Fuck it!"

That day, Lei Zhen broke into his cabin in the middle of the night. He first deliberately hid in the dark corner and put pressure on him, then put a desperate attitude, confronted each other without giving in, and finally won his favor. Wasn't he imitating his appearance twenty years ago?! If Lei Zhen was at that time, he was like facing the second master, and he was full of words, with a respectful look on his face. Du Yifu was in a high position and was used to seeing such a pretender and gentle person, so he would have kicked Lei Zhen out with a fucking kick, plus two shots!

When Du Yifu's eyes finally fell on the list attached to the information, Du Yifu's face was first surprised, and finally turned into a silence. He looked at the nine names on the list and laughed in a low voice: "Jiang is still old, he is really worthy of being an old senior who has traveled through the world with his adoptive father. It turns out that everyone is doing this abacus. Yifu admires it!"

The nine old seniors who could be called the thorn by their adoptive father Du Yuesheng were all like stones in the toilet. They were smelly and hard, but they were all the same, and they were all strange. Without the ever-changing faces like Lei Zhen, if Du Yifu had not faced the major events of the life and death of the Qing Gang, if he had not had to perform etiquette during the holidays, he would never dare to visit him and ask for trouble.

However, what kind of person is that the guy who can be regarded as a thorn by these old predecessors and has a headache when they look at it?! Their ancestors are called Thirteen Taibao, so it is no exaggeration to call these nine geniuses together with the nine thorns, right?!

"Lei Zhen," he flicked the list in his hand that really made him feel a little amused. Du Yifu whispered: "People, our Qing Gang is for you, and they are all elites with great strength, but you should take care of yourself!"

...

Lei Zhen looked at the stone mountain in front of him suspiciously. I don’t know how many workers were fighting against this mountain full of stones with hammers and steel drills. With their loud horns and sweating bodies, they peeled off the skin from this hard world and sent it to Shanghai continuously, making that international metropolis increasingly beautiful.

Lei Zhen looked at the letter from Mr. Zhao to him again. Yes, it was here. But... Mr. Zhao's grandson would not have run to such a rocky mountain, and be a coolie for his family, or a supervisor with a whip in his hand?
Chapter completed!