Wan Molin immediately understood his master's thoughts and promptly produced a silver-white business card.

A small engraving knife appeared in his hand, and he carved Shang Yuegui's name onto it before presenting it with both hands.

He offered the newly made silver-white card, "This is the boss's card. Please accept it, Miss Shang."

A good chief steward is one who understands his boss's thoughts!

From the moment Wan Molin produced the card, Shang Yuegui's heart began to pound: this was the legendary kind of card from Du Mansion.

The silver card meant she could see Mr. Du at any time.

Of course, legend also spoke of a gold version of the card.

Just receiving this silver-white one already made Shang Yuegui feel like she was floating on clouds.

This silver card was said to be made of white metal, making the card itself already quite valuable.

But that wasn't its true value; its real value was its function.

She knew, of course, that Mr. Du was giving her this card not because of her.

Shang Yuegui accepted the pure silver card with both hands, her name freshly engraved on it by Wan Molin.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Shang Yuegui bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

Du Yuesheng was extremely satisfied with his chief steward!

He was equally satisfied with Shang Yuegui's gratitude.

He could tell that the reporter was genuinely expressing her appreciation.

While those upstairs were building relationships,

those downstairs, after Lin Fan and the others rushed out, followed in pursuit.

When Lin Fan and his group were inside, they had scattered and fled.

Now that Lin Fan and his group were running, the crowd chased after them.

Li Xian and the others mingled among the crowd, giving chase.

Shang Yuegui recognized them: the Special Operations Company hadn't deployed all their forces;

some were still observing from the shadows!

Understanding this, Shang Yuegui realized: Lin Fan had told her not to interfere, saying he had a plan.

It turned out he really did have a plan; he hadn't even needed to use his backup.

And he had already handled things.

Her thoughts had only just begun,

when the situation downstairs changed again:

At this moment, several hundred more people poured out.

Their movements were swift and practiced.

They quickly dragged the bodies on the ground away, disappearing to who knows where.

In any case, the entire ground floor was being restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the floor was being hosed down with water.

Teams of people came and went, and the staircases were being cleaned.

As these people passed Du Yuesheng, they all bowed and greeted him, "Mr. Du!"

These people recognized Du Yuesheng's chief steward and the Four Great Kongs.

They were unfamiliar with the beauty standing next to Mr. Du.

But being able to stand next to Mr. Du said something.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin, protected by A Si and twenty or so trusted subordinates, also emerged.

He walked down from the third floor, seeing only his own men dead on the ground.

His face was grim and unsightly.

He had lost face and substance today.

He saw that the people cleaning up outside were all Golden Rong's men.

He couldn't say much.

But looking at the bodies, all his own men, he felt a fire in his gut.

He said to Du Yuesheng, "Brother! I've taken a big tumble this time."

Du Yuesheng said, "Where there are green hills, there's no fear of lacking firewood.

As long as you're alright, Brother, nothing else matters!

Who in the martial world would dare laugh?

Let them know that Shanghai is still the Shanghai it used to be."

Zhang Xiaolin felt relieved: no one would talk about what happened tonight.

Even if someone did, no one would dare use it as an excuse to cause trouble.

With Little Du of the Southern City's guarantee, it meant he was still on his side.

But Zhang Xiaolin's hopes that his brother would help him find the people and take revenge were dashed; his brother didn't mention it at all.

Golden Rong also emerged at this moment.

Although he hadn't been there to witness the battle, he had informants constantly reporting everything that was happening.

Otherwise, his men wouldn't have rushed out to clean up the mess as soon as the others had stepped out of the Great World's doors.

Golden Rong was a wily old fox, and he could hear from Du Yuesheng's words that his brother already had a plan.

He didn't understand why, after only meeting the leader, Lin Fan, once, his brother was unwilling to oppose him.

But Little Du's ability to recognize people was very famous in Shanghai.

Golden Rong thought for a moment, "So, we're just going to let this go?"

His Great World had also suffered considerable losses today.

And he had organized the gathering, inviting so many celebrities and dignitaries, only for this to happen.

He had also lost a lot of face.

Du Yuesheng at this point had completely lost the desire to help his two brothers deal with the Dragon Group.

Just because of the Dragon Group's killing so many Japanese devils at the Sihang Warehouse, he no longer wanted to go against Lin Fan.

Now he wanted to mediate the conflict between the two sides, and he carefully considered his words.

Du Yuesheng said, "Big Brother, Second Brother, this Dragon Group is powerful.

Their actions are swift, and unless necessary, we shouldn't bother with them.

That leader, Lin Fan, also said that they're only staying in Shanghai for a few days.

Let's just turn a blind eye and let it pass.

Let's just let it go."

Zhang Xiaolin looked at Du Yuesheng, "Third Brother! Are you frightened by their methods?"

In recent days, not only had Chang Kaishen been contacting the three tycoons,

but the Japanese had also sent people to get in touch with them.

Zhang Xiaolin had actually made up his mind: he wanted to become the most powerful of the three tycoons.

The current situation was changing rapidly, and perhaps the Japanese would be coming in within a few days.

At that time, he would ask the Japanese for help in doing one thing: encircling and suppressing the Dragon Group!

Killing this Lin Fan!

To do that, of course, he had to find their hideout first!

He had made up his mind, but his expression was still cold. The other two were not helping him.

Zhang Xiaolin already felt resentful: he hadn't heard Shang Yuegui's words.

So he didn't know that this Dragon Group was simply not someone he could afford to provoke.

Golden Rong, perhaps because he was old, was also noticeably stunned for a moment, before saying, "Well, it's best to resolve conflicts rather than create them. This group is too ruthless.

In all these years in Shanghai, only Wang Yaqiao could compare to him."

Du Yuesheng remained noncommittal, but his face showed that he had taken the advice to heart,

which pleased Golden Rong greatly.

Zhang Xiaolin saw that neither of Shanghai's three tycoons was supporting him.

He felt stifled: he was the one who had suffered the losses!

That's how gangsters' logic always was: he hadn't considered that his men had started it by robbing others, leading to the subsequent events.

He was only thinking about the present: he had lost one hundred and twenty-seven watches, four hundred thousand US dollars, and the lives of one or two hundred men.

Zhang Xiaolin blamed all of this on the leader, Lin Fan.

He also secretly resented Golden Rong and Du Yuesheng.

The gunfire outside the Great World was still intense, and Zhang Xiaolin cupped his fist in salute, "My brothers are still fighting outside. I'll go take a look!"

And with that, he took his leave.

After Zhang Xiaolin left, Golden Rong said to Du Yuesheng, "Little Zhang seems to have sided with the Japanese devils.

He also resents us tonight."

His meaning was clear: strike first!

Zhang Xiaolin was grateful to Du Yuesheng for saving his life, and he thought for a moment, "To convict someone before they've done anything goes against the code of the martial world.

Don't worry, Big Brother, if Second Brother really does side with the Japanese in the future,

Little Brother will take responsibility!

As for tonight's events, if Second Brother has done anything wrong, please bear with him, Big Brother.

After a few days, when this is over,

we brothers can get together again and talk it over."

Golden Rong was also an old fox, and he looked at Du Yuesheng, "Do you know something we don't?"

Du Yuesheng smiled wryly, "I only just found out that this leader, Lin Fan, was in the Sihang Warehouse."

Just that one sentence revealed a great deal of information.

With just that one sentence, the Chief Inspector of the French Concession, Golden Rong, could have someone investigate the matter and find out everything.

Du Yuesheng also said, "Big Brother! I'll take my leave as well!"

Shang Yuegui quickly followed Du Yuesheng downstairs.

Golden Rong was puzzled: how did this reporter suddenly become so close to Little Du?

After Lin Fan and his group rushed out of the Great World and broke through the first line of defense,

they didn't encounter any more of Zhang Xiaolin's men until they reached the alleyway where Chen Sichuan and the others were lying in ambush.

Feng Junya led the group quickly into the alleyway and retreated along the pre-planned route.

After they left, Chen Sichuan and his group slowly and casually emerged several minutes later.

They didn't retreat behind Feng Junya and his group, nor did they take the same route.

Instead, they took a different route and strolled back.

Li Xian and the others mingled with Zhang Xiaolin's henchmen.

They unobtrusively scattered and retreated.

Shanghai was very big, a world unto itself!

Shanghai was very small, and the events that had just taken place at the Great World Entertainment Center quickly spread among many people.

Director Pan Hannian was always concerned about Lin Fan's company.

Of course, he received the news immediately.

When he learned that Lin Fan and his group had used only fifty-odd people to retrieve the stolen watches

and had also received four hundred thousand US dollars in compensation,

he couldn't believe it.

Although he had only been in Shanghai for a few months, the name of the unscrupulous tycoon Zhang Xiaolin was like thunder in his ears.

Anything that went into his pocket was definitely not easy to get back.

If it really was that easy, then not only this unscrupulous tycoon, but even seven- or nine-time tycoons would have been eaten clean by the many martial artists in Shanghai, leaving not even bones behind.

Director Pan was itching with curiosity: he should have gone to see it for himself tonight.

If Li Xian hadn't told him about the operation, he would have gone tonight.

It was because he wanted to avoid suspicion that he hadn't gone tonight.

Now Director Pan regretted it: he should have gone to see the team's capabilities in person.

Now there was no chance.

Just as he was thinking this, the phone rang.

It was Li Xian calling: Lin Fan wanted to meet him to hand over the four hundred thousand US dollars to the organization for the purchase of urgently needed supplies for the war effort.

Thinking about the information on the Japanese banks in Shanghai that Lin Fan had asked him to collect, he had already collected it all.

Director Pan put all the collected information into his briefcase.

And left with two people.

They had agreed to meet at a coffee shop.

It was a French-owned coffee shop and considered very high-end in Shanghai.

Lin Fan didn't know the location, but Li Xian did.

Li Xian pointed out the location of the coffee shop on the map, and Lin Fan noted it.

In Lin Fan's mind, the company commander should always be present.

Since he was going out, Li Xian would naturally have to stay behind.

Just as Li Xian and the others arrived home, Lin Fan had already taken out all the hundred-odd watches that had been recovered.

He smiled and said to all the soldiers of the Special Operations Company, "These watches were purchased especially for you after the deputy commander and I discussed it.

One for each of you, everyone has one.

These watches are not issued for you to show off.

They are for carrying out missions.

Like at Jiangwan Airport early this morning.

If we had all had these watches at that time, we wouldn't have needed to fire that red flare at the end.

At the appointed time, everyone retreats at the same time.

Without anyone knowing, the Japanese devils wouldn't have been able to figure it out at all.

Instead of firing a flare, letting the whole world know that we have new actions.

Those Japanese devils were very stupid early this morning.

They didn't understand what we meant, otherwise, they would have been biting at our heels as we retreated.

At that time, it would have been very difficult for us to escape unscathed.

That's why I'm so angry with Zhang Xiaolin.

It doesn't matter that he robbed us of our watches, he almost cost the lives of our Special Operations Company brothers.

That's what makes me the angriest.

This four hundred thousand is the interest we recovered, and we will use this money on the front lines of the war.

The whole country is at war now, and many of the main force soldiers in many places

are holding rifles that have worn out their rifling, and only five bullets are issued per gun.

Even so, they are still persisting in the war.

What reason do we have not to fight the Japanese devils? Therefore, I have decided to send this four hundred thousand out to purchase weapons and ammunition, so that the anti-Japanese forces can become stronger.

Do you think that's good?"

"Good!"

Whether these soldiers were sincere or pretending, everyone was truly moved by what Lin Fan said at this moment.

They felt that they could fire bullets at will and pick guns at will.

Compared to those people, they were too happy.

Without comparison, they wouldn't know their own happiness. Since they had so much, it wouldn't be a pity to send out four hundred thousand.

Lin Fan carefully packed the suitcase he received tonight into a different package.

And then prepared to go out.

Lin Fan was preparing to go out and meet with guests.

The three tycoons of Shanghai were also in action.

The people under the various Jianghu gangs, people in all walks of life throughout Shanghai, had received the Jianghu order issued by the three tycoons.

The contents were similar: to inquire about the Dragon Group organization and to find the people of the Dragon Group.

Especially a person called the leader, Lin Fan.

After finding him, they could get ten thousand oceans just by reporting the information.

This Jianghu order did not contain any instructions on what to do with the leader, Lin Fan, after the information was found.

According to the previous practice, a sentence would be added at the end, how much money for a dead person, how much money for a living person.

But this time, there was no such step at all, they just needed to find out the information.

It was night now, and not many people were taking action throughout Shanghai.

Lin Fan thought about it and decided to bring Ji Wudi with him. It would be more natural for the two of them to pretend to be a couple and take a rickshaw into the coffee shop.

Lin Fan was carrying a suitcase containing four hundred thousand US dollars, but this time the suitcase was not the one he had taken from Zhang Xiaolin's men.

Lin Fan had carefully replaced it with another one.

Details determine success or failure!

This sentence was not just said casually.

Behind Lin Fan and Ji Wudi, Ye Dadan was leading a squad of soldiers to protect them quietly.

This time, Ye Dadan had the whole squad bring their machine guns.

He was preparing for war!

Fortunately, Lin Fan saw that the people in his squad had rented three rickshaws, and the weapons were hidden in the carts. The team was pulling each other.

This was indeed possible!

When Lin Fan walked into the coffee shop, he already saw Director Pan Hannian sitting by the window, waiting.

Director Pan motioned for Lin Fan to look outside the window, "Are those your people?"

He was talking about the three rickshaws.

Lin Fan nodded.

Director Pan smiled, "Not very convincing! But ordinary people can't tell at night."

Those words made Lin Fan break out in a sweat.

He even thought it was good, and was planning to do this during the day.

Lin Fan handed over the suitcase in his hand, "This is the four hundred thousand US dollars we recovered from Zhang Xiaolin.

It was jointly handed over to the organization by all the soldiers of the Special Operations Company!

Please use the organization to purchase more equipment and supplies needed for the front lines,

and send them to the places where they are most needed."

Director Pan smiled and took out a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to Lin Fan:

"This is the information you need. Those Japanese banks, in order to prove their strength,

once invited several major Shanghai newspapers to conduct on-site inspections of their banks and vaults.

This contains the photos and reports left by those reporters when they went to interview.

There are three Japanese banks in the Japanese Concession and two in the Public Concession.

In addition, I have asked people to find the original construction data of these buildings, and it's all here.

These are the map of the entire concession's sewer system, it's not complete, and only this much can be collected for the time being."

Lin Fan was really happy this time: with complete information, things would be easier to do!

After taking the information, Lin Fan didn't look through it immediately. He looked at Director Pan, "What's the news about the Japanese devil's freighters that have been shipping goods back to their country from the Wusongkou Wharf during this period?"

Director Pan was a little embarrassed, "Our organization has suffered too much from the crackdown in Shanghai over the years.

In the past, the three tycoons of Shanghai and the Kuomintang jointly cracked down on us, and we completely withdrew from here.

We only started to resume work last year."

Lin Fan was a little embarrassed, "If you want to find out this kind of news, who has it?"

Director Pan didn't hesitate, "Du Yuesheng! There's no news in Shanghai that he can't find out."

Lin Fan smiled, thinking about the exchange with Du Yuesheng tonight, did he really have to trouble him with this?

Things had to be done one by one, and haste makes waste.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan calmed his mind.

He said in a low voice, "The National Army is already preparing to withdraw from Shanghai, and may still be in the hesitation stage.

But they will definitely collapse in the end."