Volume 3: Underground Emperor Chapter 33: Battle Flag
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After walking for a long time, they finally saw Jiang Sen standing under the eaves, looking around with his legs crossed, and Dong Xinlei bending over. Xie Wendong asked the driver to stop the car and handed him two thousand yuan. The driver, who was originally frowning, immediately smiled and thanked him repeatedly.
Jiang and Dong led Xie Wendong into the bungalow, where there were five or six brothers. They quickly stood up and saluted Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong looked around the place. It looked shabby from the outside, but the interior was well decorated, though a little messy. He asked, "Did you rent this place?"
Jiang Sen said angrily, "At first I wanted to rent it, but Lao Lei refused, saying that even though it was a temporary place to live, we couldn't be careless, so he bought it!"
"Oh!" Xie Wendong thought of Jin Peng's villa. It seemed that Dong Xinlei was used to spending money in Hongmen. Fortunately, he didn't buy a villa of the same size as the old man. He smiled and said, "It's good to buy it. We will use this place as a secret base in the future. Lao Sen, tell me about your sneak attack plan!"
Jiang Sen agreed, took out a sketch from the side and spread it on the table, pointing at various places on it while explaining. Xie Wendong leaned over to take a closer look and nodded repeatedly. After Jiang Sen finished speaking, Xie Wendong thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it this way!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Jiang Sen instinctively pulled out his gun and looked at Xie Wendong. Dong Xinlei waved his hand and said, "It might be my man!" Then he walked out and asked at the door, "Who are you looking for?"
A deep voice came from outside the door: "Lao Xiang, it's me! The goods are here!" 'Lao Xiang' is a slang term for the boss!
Dong Xinlei turned around and nodded to Xie Wendong and Jiang Sen, indicating that they were his people and they didn't need to be nervous. Jiang Sen breathed a sigh of relief and put away his gun. After opening the door, there were two people standing outside. Xie Wendong still remembered them. One was called Jinyan and the other was called Muzi. The two walked in carrying large sacks. Jiang Sen was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "What's in it! It seems very heavy!"
Dong Xinlei said with a smile: "You will know when you enter the house! Haha!"
The men returned to the house, and Dong Xinlei asked the two to open the sacks. They saw that the sacks were full of guns, mostly pistols, as well as Swiss Army knives, grenades, walkie-talkies and other things. Dong Xinlei pulled out a long box from the sack, opened it on the table, and took out a nearly one-meter-long, black rifle. Jiang Sen was from the military, and he could tell the origin of the gun at a glance, and asked in surprise: "Is this a Type 95 sniper rifle?"
In 1998, the Type 95 sniper rifle was still rare in the army, and the Type 79 sniper rifle was the main weapon.
Dong Xinlei wiped the gun and smiled, "Good eyesight, it's the Type 95!" Then he handed it to Jiang Sen. The latter took the gun and said inwardly, "Great!" He had only seen it in photos before, and this was the first time he held it. The Type 95 was considered a top-notch gun among Chinese domestic guns at the time. He asked curiously, "Old Lei, how did you get this gun? It should still be rare in the army now!"
"Nothing is impossible as long as you have connections. If you want a tank, I can get it for you! Haha, but I don't have any shells!"
Jiang Sen knew that he was talking about the relationship between the Hongmen and the military, and he was envious. He said to Xie Wendong: "Brother Dong, I wonder when we can reach the level of the Hongmen!"
Xie Wendong smiled and said, "Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years. Sometimes you need luck and opportunity to grow and develop!"
"Brother Dong is right!" Dong Xinlei said, "The success of the Northern Hongmen today is the result of decades of hard work by several generations of elder brothers..." Thinking of the old man's instructions, he did not finish his words. Jin Peng intended to let Xie Wendong take over his position, but he never said it out loud. Whether Xie Wendong can accept this important task depends on whether he can hold his head up in the chaotic H City.
Xie Wendong had never thought about this, and he didn't know that Jin Peng had secretly designated him as the successor of the Northern Hongmen. After listening to Dong Xinlei's words, he said proudly: "Others may not be able to do it, but I am Xie Wendong, and nothing is impossible for me to do!"
Dong Xinlei was secretly surprised. Xie Wendong's words were a bit exaggerated. However, after getting to know him for a while, Dong Xinlei felt that nothing Xie Wendong said could not be realized. He secretly felt that maybe the Hongmen could really see its former glory again under the leadership of Xie Wendong.
Two days later, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was bright, but the cold wind blew from time to time. The wind from the northeast was strong, and a thick coat was blown through by the wind, making people feel the bone-chilling cold. In the alley near the Huohong Nightclub, there were more than a dozen people standing, all wearing black suits.
Xie Wendong was among them. He looked at his watch, touched the double guns on his waist, and tidied himself up again. He felt that there was nothing wrong, so he said to Jiang Sen, "Lao Sen, are you guys ready?"
Jiang Sen picked up the phone and dialed several numbers in succession. Finally, he held up three fingers to Xie Wendong to indicate OK!
Xie Wendong took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, come on!"
More than a dozen people in the alley walked out together, reached into their arms, secretly took out their pistols, and began to retaliate against the Soul Group. A group of people went directly into the fiery red gate. It was Xie Wendong's first time here, and he was unfamiliar with the environment inside. He looked around carefully and felt that it was roughly the same as the sketch drawn by Jiang Sen.
Nightclubs are usually very busy at night, with only a few guests during the day. But today was different. There were quite a few men and women sitting in the hall, and laughter and noise could be heard from time to time. The waiter was surprised to see more than ten people coming in: What's going on today? He quickly stepped forward and asked, "How many gentlemen? Do you want a private room?"
Xie Wendong didn't say anything and walked over. Jiang Sen came to the waiter and said with a smile: "Give me a big private room and find more than ten girls!"
Although it was not a period of severe crackdown, the crackdown on prostitution was very severe. The waiter gave Jiang Sen a sidelong look, secretly saying that he was really an idiot. There was no way to find a prostitute like this. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have any prostitutes here. Please go to the private room and sit for a while. I'll find some girls to sing with you..."
Before he could finish, Jiang Sen slapped him in the face. "Damn it, why are you pretending to be nice to me? I'm here to find a lady today, so get out of here!"
The waiter was beaten so hard that blood gushed out of his nose and mouth. He almost fainted. He had never been wronged like this before. He was furious and pointed at Jiang Sen's nose and cursed, "Fuck your mother, you are here to cause trouble, right!" Then he turned around and shouted, "Brother Luo, someone is trying to mess up the place!"
Jiang Sen chuckled, "You want to ruin the place? I'll ruin you first!" He then pulled out his saber and stabbed the waiter in the abdomen. Jiang Sen's movements were too fast, and the other party was caught off guard. The waiter screamed, covered his abdomen and took several steps back, bumping into Luo Ge who came up from behind. Luo Ge was about 1.8 meters tall, slender, and had a long face full of pockmarks. He grabbed the retreating waiter and said angrily, "What are you yelling about? What's wrong?"
The waiter looked back at Luo Ge in despair, and his body slowly softened and fell to the ground. Only then did Luo Ge see that his white shirt on his lower abdomen was already covered in blood, and white strips were pouring out of it. Seeing this, other guests in the hall screamed and fled in all directions, but the door was blocked by Jiang Sen and others and could not pass through.
Luo Ge raised his head and looked at Jiang Sen, who was smiling with the dagger in his hand stained with blood.
"Humph! You're great!" Brother Luo slowly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and more than a dozen of his men behind him also drew their guns. At this time, the guests in the house saw that they couldn't get out of the door, and they all rushed to Brother Luo. Brother Luo, who was squeezed together with dozens of people, was furious: "Damn it, get out of here!"
But no one listened to him, and more and more people crowded in. Luo Ge felt that this was not good for him, and was about to fire a gun to warn the people who squeezed in, but suddenly he felt a chill in his chest, and the strength in his body seemed to be suddenly drained, and the hand holding the gun unconsciously loosened. He slowly lowered his head, and a two-inch wide dagger stabbed in his chest. He followed the dagger and raised his head to look at its owner. What he saw was an expressionless face, a woman who looked so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary.
"Ah~~~~~" Luo Ge let out a final roar, pushed the woman in front of him away and looked back at his men. Their fate was almost the same as Luo Ge's. They were assassinated one by one by the members of the dark group mixed in the crowd. Some of them were stabbed in the vitals without even understanding what was going on. Luo Ge lay straight on the ground, his body still twitching, his eyes wide open, watching the opponents step over his body one after another. The last one lowered his head close to his face and muttered, "You can really survive!" As he said that, he pulled out a dagger and slashed his neck fiercely... . . . .
Xie Wendong led his men up the stairs in big strides. Just then, two men in their thirties came down from above. They were startled when they saw Xie Wendong and his men. They said in their half-baked Chinese: "What are you doing here?"
Xie Wendong stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Someone is being killed downstairs! Let's run!" Then he ran upstairs, and the people behind him followed him.
The two hurriedly pulled Xie Wendong back and said, "The upstairs is a private place, you can't go in."
Xie Wendong cursed, "Damn, you guys are so long-winded!" He quickly took out a black pistol with a silencer and shot the man who was holding him in the head. The man fell to the ground without a word. Another man was about to draw his gun when suddenly there were dozens of pistols pointing at his head. The man wisely raised his hands and thought to himself that he seemed to be attacked and had to call the police as soon as possible to let the team leader know!
Just when he was about to say something soft to buy time, Xie Wendong didn't want to waste time and manpower on him, so he waved to everyone. Everyone understood, and more than ten guns opened fire almost at the same time, and suddenly a cloud of blood mist rose in the air.
At this time, Jiang Sen had cleaned up the place down there and brought his men up to meet Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong said quickly, "Lao Sen, clean up the second floor! Clean it up!" After that, he led Jinyan and other Five Elements brothers to the third floor. After the six of them went upstairs, they went straight to the office at the end of the corridor. Jiang Sen had already found out that the leader of the Soul Group in H City was in that office.
The third floor was quiet, and the commotion on the first floor didn't seem to have spread here. Several people took out their pistols and tiptoed slowly to the end, not wanting to alert the enemy too early. Just when they were halfway there, gunshots rang out on the second floor, followed by shouting, Chinese, Japanese, gunshots, and screams all mixed together. Xie Wendong thought to himself that it was bad, and motioned to the five people, and quickly ran to the office at the end.
Sure enough, the soul group members on the third floor heard the gunshots on the second floor and came out of the room with weapons. These people were well-trained masters and there was no panic at all. Xie Wendong nodded to the five people, rushed to the door of the office in two steps, raised his foot to kick the door open, and walked in sideways.
The five people behind them, Gold, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth, picked up their guns and shot at the Soul Team members who had just walked out. The other party were all assassins, but the Five Elements brothers had the upper hand of surprise, and five of them were knocked down in an instant. Each of the fallen people was shot, but the parts they were shot in were all vital parts, and they were killed with one shot.
The Soul Team knew they were being ambushed, so those who went out didn't fire a single shot, and they didn't even see how many people were on the other side before they hurriedly retreated back into the house. The five Five Elements brothers stood straight in the corridor, motionless, holding guns in their hands and stretching their arms. They were like five statues, but to the Soul Team, they were five gods of death.
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