Chapter 73 The student is amazing!

8 PM.

Dream Cloud Dance Hall.

Jin Lingdang closed her eyes on stage and sang "My Heart Only Has You" with deep emotion.

The top dancers in Shanghai's grand ballrooms each had their own unique characteristics.

White Rose is a good singer with great breasts and amazing sex scenes, but her singing is actually just average. She relies solely on the accompaniment and hot dance moves to arouse the audience's hormones, and cannot truly interpret the essence of the song.

Jin Lingdang's slightly husky, smoky voice, paired with blues accompaniment, clearly offers a more profound interpretation.

At this moment, she was wearing a black fishtail dress and black gauze gloves. Perhaps because her hair was styled in a low bun and her forehead was smooth, she exuded a cold and arrogant aura, much like her sister-in-law, Gao Ye.

Wang Xuesen, Yang Jie, and Wu Sibao sat in the prime booths next to the stage.

While listening to music and drinking wine, he caught the eye of the alluring Jinlingdang.

Jin Lingdang's eyes were filled with affection as she looked at him.

Wang Xuesen, ever the gentleman, immediately understood and raised a toast in response.

"Brother-in-law, Xuesen, you guys keep drinking, I'm going to find someone to chat with." Yang Jie came to the dance hall to have fun, so he couldn't sit still and went to find a woman with his wine glass in hand.

"Xuesen, come have a drink with me." Under the neon lights, Wu Sibao's pockmarked face was flushed with alcohol.

He drank quite a bit tonight.

Every lyric from "Golden Bell" felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood tonight? How about we go to another dance hall?" Wang Xuesen clinked glasses with him and asked with a smile.

"No."

"I'm not going anywhere else, just this place."

"Xuesen, don't you think Miss Lingdang looks a bit like Aizhen?" Wu Sibao's eyes were somewhat bitter and dazed.

"Yes, it does look quite similar."

"However, Sister Zhen is gentler and more virtuous than her, and also taller and more beautiful," Wang Xuesen nodded.

Actually, it doesn't seem like it.

Yu Aizhen has an oval face, which is quite different from Jin Lingdang's egg-shaped face.

Wu Sibao drank one cup after another tonight.

He was clearly reminded of his wife by the sight of the scenery.

Hehe, the plan worked.

When Yu Aizhen went to Suzhou, Wang Xuesen could guess with his toes that she was a divorced woman at the age when her desires were at their peak.

Wu Sibao's quick-draw gun could not possibly satisfy him.

Yu Aizhen has most likely gone to her lover.

Upon hearing Wang Xuesen's words, Wu Sibao became even more infatuated and resentful: "Xuesen, you even sent a flower basket, so that she can sing it again, again."

"Brother-in-law, we've sung this song three times already. You should let Miss Jin rest for a bit," Wang Xuesen said.

"No."

"Let her sing, I like to listen." Wu Sibao was already drunk.

He usually consumes a huge amount of food.

The man was heartbroken and shed tears, thinking of his beloved wife's fair body being pleasured and turned upside down under another man.

He was left with nothing but sorrow and heartbreak, unable to tell anyone.

Wu Sibao felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

"Okay."

Wang Xuesen beckoned to a waiter: "Could you please send a few more flower baskets so Miss Jin can sing again?"

"Excuse me, sir, Ms. Jin has booked three songs. Would you like to request another singer?"

Please understand.

The waiter bowed deeply in apology.

"Ask him, if it doesn't work out, then forget it." Wang Xuesen took out his wallet and gave him a twenty-yuan tip.

He didn't rush to incite hatred against Wu Sibao or cause a brawl among the spectators.

That's too naive.

Wu Sibao was drunk, not dead.

Afterwards, when reviewing the situation with Li Shiqun, it was easy to find the flaws.

"Okay, I'll go ask." The waiter took the money, carried the flower basket, and went up to the stage to talk to Jin Lingdang, who was preparing to leave.

Jin Lingdang looked over at Wang Xuesen.

Wang Xuesen raised his glass again in acknowledgment.

"Brother-in-law, you don't seem to be acting right tonight. Did you have a fight with Sister Zhen?" He turned to look at Wu Sibao beside him.

"How could that be?"

"Ai-zhen is very understanding. We've never had a serious argument when we've fought."

"I just feel that life is meaningless, it's just too damn hard."

Wu Sibao's eyes reddened, and he poured himself another cup.

"Brother-in-law, we've been doing so well under Director Li's guidance, why are you saying that?"

"You've had too much to drink."

"Walk."

Wang Xuesen put down his wine glass and helped him prepare to leave.

As he spoke, he waved to Wu Sibao's guards: "What are you all standing there for? Captain Wu is drunk!"

This man, Zhou Fugui, was Wu Sibao's confidant. Hearing the summons, he quickly came to greet him.

Just as he was being helped up, Wu Sibao shoved him away, saying, "What are you drunk about? I'm perfectly sober. Get out of my way, all of you."

"Director Wang, this..." Zhou Fugui looked at Wang Xuesen with difficulty.

"Brother-in-law, if Aizhen finds out you're this drunk, she'll be heartbroken and worried." Wang Xuesen deliberately mentioned Yu Aizhen frequently to provoke Wu Sibao.

Sure enough, as soon as this was mentioned... .

Wu Sibao grew increasingly furious: "Ha, so what if she knows...? Who does she think she is, daring to tell me what to do?"

"Okay, okay, sit down first, there are a lot of people watching." Wang Xuesen quickly pulled Wu Sibao to sit down and gestured for Zhou Fugui to step back.

"You're the only one in my heart, not him. You have to believe that my feelings for you are genuine..."

On stage, Jin Lingdang sang again, her melancholy, hoarse voice touching the heart with every word.

"Drink up, let's drink until we're drunk tonight!" Wu Sibao's heart bled, but he picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.

Wang Xuesen drank with him.

While waiting patiently.

Soon, Jin Lingdang came off the stage, swaying back with a wine glass in her hand.

Her beautiful eyes fell on Xue Sen's handsome face, and she smiled charmingly: "Wang, you're so biased."

"Oh, how is this favoritism?" Wang Xuesen waved his hand casually.

"Oh, how is this favoritism?" Wang Xuesen waved his hand casually.

"White Rose and I were both beauties of Shanghai, yet you sent her love songs but not me. Isn't that favoritism?"

Do you know how much money they spent to sing this song?

Jin Lingdang gave him a flirtatious glare.

"How much?" Wang Xuesen pretended to be anxious, completely ignoring Wu Sibao and starting a lively conversation with her.

"Six thousand dollars!"

"This amount of money is a number that many people would never dare to imagine in their entire lives."

"Aren't you heartless?"

Jin Lingdang took a sip of wine, her eyes filled with naked temptation.

"Talking about love and romance in romantic settings."

"White roses gave me a night of pleasure, would Miss Jin do the same?" Wang Xuesen looked her up and down with amusement.

What do you think?

She smiled charmingly, and suddenly the wine glass wobbled, spilling wine onto Wang Xuesen's shirt.

"oops."

"Young Master Wang, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it," she quickly apologized.

"It's nothing," Wang Xuesen said with a gentlemanly smile.

"I have a room upstairs, it's all wet, let me take you upstairs to dry off." Jin Lingdang was, after all, the top courtesan, and couldn't be shameless and flirtatious in public, so she could only "invite her politely."

"Thank you for your trouble," Wang Xuesen replied knowingly.

As they talked, the two were about to go upstairs.

"etc."

"Why won't you drink with me?" Wu Sibao pushed Wang Xuesen aside and questioned Jin Lingdang with a breath reeking of alcohol.

"Oh, this is my brother-in-law, Wu Sibao."

"A big shot, the commander of the 76th Guard Battalion."

"I forgot to mention, you look a lot like my sister, as beautiful as Xi Shi, and incredibly sexy."

Wang Xuesen continued to stab Wu Sibao in the chest.

"Mr. Wu, a toast to you." Jin Lingdang saw Wu Sibao's ugly appearance and his cold and disdainful attitude revealed in his shallow smile. She casually raised her glass and took a sip.

Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have come here.

Who does Wu Sibao think he is? She really looks down on him.

"What kind of attitude is this? Are you looking down on me?"

"Drink, I've finished."

Wu Sibao said somewhat angrily.

"Excuse me, I still need to help Young Master Wang change his clothes."

"Xuesen, let's go."

She took Wang Xuesen's hand and was about to leave.

"Brother-in-law, you keep drinking. I'll be right back after I change my clothes." Wang Xuesen chuckled dryly and made as if to leave.

Wu Sibao suddenly pointed at the golden bell and shouted, "Stop! You're a liar, you're a liar too!"

"What? You only have me in your heart, and no one else?"

"It's all fake, fake."

"Are you going to sleep with him?"

"cheap !

The roar drew everyone's attention nearby.

"Who are you calling a slut?" Jin Lingdang also had her pride, and her jade-like face immediately darkened as she said unhappily.

"you!"

You are cheap .

"cheap , ..."

Wu Sibao's vision blurred, and somehow the face of Jin Lingdang became Yu Aizhen's. All his hatred and grievances erupted completely.

"Snapped!"

"Are you fucking crazy?" Jin Lingdang raised her hand and slapped him.

"Damn it."

"You bitch, how dare you hit me!"

Wu Sibao was already furious, and this slap made him even angrier. He roared, grabbed Jin Lingdang by the neck, and punched her.

"You shameless slut!"

"I'll kill you!"

Like a mad beast, he slammed the golden bell to the ground.

The henchmen who were in charge of the dance hall swarmed around them.

Upon seeing that it was Wu Sibao, one of Ji Yunqing's men, they assumed he was there to cause trouble and started hitting him.

Wang Xuesen desperately shielded Wu Sibao with his body while shouting to Zhou Fugui, "Quick, Sibao's been beaten! Go get help!"

Just then, Yang Jie, who had just finished with a girl, walked over.

Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he quickly shrank back and slipped out the back door.

When Zhou Fugui saw that his elder brother had been beaten, he was furious.

He and Wu Sibao were both disciples of Ji Yunqing in the past. This place was under Zhang Xiaolin's protection. Seeing that he was going to kill, the old grudges between the two forces were instantly stirred up.

Zhou Fugui took off running, drove to the nearest "Sanhetang" restaurant, and shouted as soon as he entered:

"Brothers, Sibao is surrounded by Zhang Xiaolin's men. Let's grab their stuff and go after them."

The pawnbroker at Sanhetang was called Jiao Mazi.

Si Bao and his brother were inseparable. Upon hearing that their brother had been beaten, Si Bao immediately called for reinforcements and led dozens of men to the Mengyun Dance Hall.

Mengyun Dance Hall was close to Zhang Xiaolin's gang, so they called Lao Dao over.

The two sides squeezed into the dance hall and immediately started slashing at each other.

……

Pier No. 3.

The manager, Niu Jinfa, was playing cards with several of his underlings.

Soon, a thin, lame young man shuffled in: "Uncle Niu, something terrible has happened."

"Si Bao got beaten up by Lao Dao at the Dream Dance Hall."

"Jiao Ye has rushed off to rescue people and told us to hurry over and provide support."

"What? That old bastard Lao Dao, he dares to mess with Si Bao! Brothers, let's go!" Niu Jinfa said angrily as he threw down his cards.

"Everyone, follow me!" he shouted as he rushed out the door.

"Brother Niu, you should at least leave a few people here. What am I supposed to do if someone tries to steal something?" the lame young man complained.

"Not even rats dare to come to my territory. Who the hell would dare to steal it if they had the guts of a bear or a leopard?"

"Leave two men and the lame man here to guard the place."

"The rest of you, come with me."

Niu Jinfa was a rough man, so he didn't care about anything else and led a large group of people to storm the Mengyun Dance Hall.

In a corner of the dock.

Wang Tianmu and Lin Zhijiang's group, all masked, witnessed Niu Jinfa and dozens of others leaving.

"Damn, what a brilliant move to lure the tiger away from the mountain! Xuesen is truly a genius," Lin Zhijiang muttered.

"Old Lin, we finally have roots."

"Get to work."

Wang Tianmu was completely convinced. After Niu Jinfa and the others had gone far away, he waved his hand and quietly sneaked towards the warehouse.

inside.

The lame man was drinking with two other people.

Suddenly, several meows came from outside.

"You two chat, I'm going out to run some water." The lame man grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, cracked them open, and headed outside.

"Six, what's the situation inside?" Wang Tianmu asked in a low voice.

"Brother Tian, ​​two."

Upon seeing Wang Tianmu, he held up two fingers.

Wang Tianmu nodded.

Lin Zhijiang pulled out a silenced pistol, rushed in, and fired several shots, knocking the two men down.

Immediately, others dragged the body to a corner and put it in a sack.

Led by Liu Zi, the group found the abandoned warehouse where the items were stored, containing several large, locked mahogany chests.

Wang Tianmu was about to smash the lock.

The fourth brother, who had been shot in the arm during the last mission with Linzhijiang, quickly stopped himself:

"Old district chief, play it safe."

"Xuesen only lets us pick up the goods. If we see something we shouldn't, it will cause trouble."

"Let's follow the rules and leave it to Xuesen to handle."

Lin Zhijiang nodded in agreement: "That's right, let's just pretend these boxes are full of gold bars and US dollars, what's wrong with that? Greed will lead to ruin. Since we're all in this together, let's just do what we should do and see how Xuesen divides it."

"Otherwise, this business won't last long."

"Okay!" Wang Tianmu took a small breath to calm his excitement.

Once desires are unleashed, people's hearts can no longer be united.

He knew he wasn't cut out to be a leader.

Back then, the Shanghai district was full of factions, causing chaos and turmoil. The internal struggle with Zhao Lijun was even more of a life-or-death battle, all because of the unequal distribution of benefits.

These are all bloody lessons.

I finally found someone with brains, I can't let our first collaboration go wrong.

At worst, we'll see how Wang Xuesen divides it.

That's really too much. Even without him saying anything, everyone would break up.

"Get it away!"

He stopped thinking about it and the group packed up their boxes and left under the cover of night.

……

The news of the Green Gang's internal strife and escalation quickly made headlines throughout the city.

Seven people were killed by both sides.

More than 20 people were injured in the attack.

If the French Concession police and constables hadn't arrived, the number of dead and injured would have been even greater.

The next day.

Accompanied by Captain Matsui of the Expeditionary Army, Zhang Xiaolin arrived at No. 76 in a menacing manner and, in front of everyone, launched into a tirade against Li Shiqun, claiming to be a senior member of the Green Gang.

Li Shiqun didn't dare utter a single word, and could only swallow his humiliation and apologize.

With the guarantee of Lieutenant Shibuya, they promised to compensate for the renovation costs of the Dream Dance Hall, the medical expenses of the injured gang members, and the resettlement expenses for the deceased.

This saved Wu Sibao and calmed the storm.

Niu Jinfa and Jiao Mazi were arrested by the Japanese military police.

The titles are readily available.

Stealing Japanese military supplies, he'll probably be locked up for life, if not killed.

Of course, the real winner of this plane, Wang Xuesen, is currently lying in the hospital enjoying chicken soup cooked by Yu Aizhen.

……