As soon as Zhang Bing stepped out in the morning, he ran into Yunlong. At first glance, he exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost, 'Wow, boss, why are your eye circles so dark?'
Despite his disheveled appearance, Yunlong was still in good spirits. He knocked on Zhang Bing's head and yelled, 'What are you screaming about! It's so noisy.'
Scolded by Yunlong, Zhang Bing immediately fell silent.
In order to regain his confidence as soon as possible, Yunlong pulled Zhang Bing and said, 'Come on, let's take a walk to the dock.'
The Nanjiang Dock was a major civilian port on the south side of Shanghai. The southern territory was under the jurisdiction of the Axe Gang, and Master Jiu managed the Nanjiang Dock.
Early in the morning, cargo ships were coming and going at the dock, and the porters were busy and happy.
The dock manager, A Ming, caught sight of Jiang Yunlong and his men from afar, and his expression suddenly changed, as if he had done something guilty.
'Good morning, Brother Ming!' After greeting, Yunlong walked towards the dock, not noticing A Ming's pale face.
Seeing a few strangers, Yunlong felt puzzled for a moment, then immediately called a porter and asked, 'Hey, why are there a few strangers over there? What are they doing?'
'Reporting to Master Long, those people are the cargo owners. They're here to personally escort the cargo?'
After hearing the worker's explanation, Yunlong smiled and said, 'It's nothing, you can go back to work now.' Then he turned around with a serious expression and said, 'Their cargo must have problems. Zhou Jin, go tell the brothers to stop moving the cargo. Zhang Bing, bring a few men with me.'
Just as the cargo was about to be loaded onto the ship, A Ming, who was panicking on the shore, was about to relax when Yunlong boarded the cargo ship and shouted, 'Don't leave. We need to inspect the cargo.'
Then a scar-faced man from the other side came over and said, 'Inspect what? Do you have the right?' As he spoke, he was about to push Yunlong. Before he could get close, three men squeezed in front of him to block him.
'Brothers, let him come over. I, Jiang Yunlong, want to see what he dares to do to me.' After hearing Yunlong's words, the three strong men made way for the scar-faced man.
Jiang Yunlong was Master Jiu's godson, and the scar-faced man knew it well, so he quickly smiled and said, 'Brother Long, I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai. Please don't take offense.' As he spoke, he also took out a bag of silver coins from his sleeve and said, 'Brother Long, this is a small token for the brothers to have some tea.'
'You're too kind, brother. But to ensure the cleanliness of Master Jiu's port, I must offend you.' After bowing in apology, Yunlong shouted, 'Search!'
Seeing that Yunlong was not buying it, the scar-faced man also roared, 'How dare you! This is Master Jin's cargo.'
Jin Ye is the leader of the Qinglong Gang, controlling the western territory and is also a respectable figure in legitimate society. Therefore, when Scarface invoked Jin Ye's name, he was naturally quite pleased with himself.
"Big brother, is this shipment Jin Ye's?"
"Exactly, you should know. The Qinglong Gang and your Axe Gang have always kept to our own territories. So I advise you not to look for trouble."
Knowing the other's background, Yun Long clasped his hands and smiled, "Big brother, I apologize. But we must inspect the goods. If there's no issue, I, Jiang Yun Long, am willing to personally go to West Street to apologize to Jin Ye, even if it means facing severe punishment."
With things said to this extent, the brothers at the dock no longer hesitated and began to take action.
"Everyone, stop, or this kid's head will be blown off." The gang members about to open the boxes froze upon hearing this roar, looking towards the source of the voice in shock.
It turned out Yun Long had a gun pointed at his forehead by Scarface. Facing the murderous gazes of the gang members, the hand holding the gun began to tremble, as Scarface steadied himself and shouted, "Jiang Yun Long, tell... tell your men to load the rest of the goods. Then escort us out of the port."
Remembering it was the second time a gun was pointed at his forehead, Yun Long laughed fearlessly, "Hahaha, brother, if you want my life, go ahead and take it. But after killing me, you won't walk out of here alive either."
"Nonsense! Who... who isn't afraid of death?" Scarface stammered, then fired a shot into the air. But those around him showed no fear, instead moving closer towards him.
In his panic, the gun was pointed back at Yun Long, but due to nervousness, it missed. At that moment, the barrel was grabbed, and its direction was quickly adjusted until it was pressed against a forehead.
It was Yun Long who, while prying the fingers holding the gun, laughed and said, "Brother, go ahead and shoot!"
A bang was heard, not from the gun, but from Scarface collapsing to the ground in fear from Yun Long's actions.
"Damn you, you little punk. If you dare to shoot me, then I'm your mother's son!" Furious, Yun Long forced the gun back into his hand, causing the man to wail in terror.
By then, Zhou Jin had finished his search, "Brother Long, the goods are indeed problematic?"
Yun Long then let go of Scarface and asked, "What kind of goods are they?"
"They're all opium, and there are more than a dozen crates!"
Hearing it was opium, Yun Long's heart tightened. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he knew he couldn't make a hasty decision, so he called for Zhang Bing to go to the Luo residence and invite Ninth Master over.
Upon receiving the news, Ninth Master immediately rushed over.
Meanwhile, Master Jin's men quietly returned to report the news.
At the Jin Mansion, Master Jin was conducting his daily morning exercise. This was no ordinary routine like jogging, Tai Chi, or even tennis!
What was it then? In the grand hall, the burly Master Jin, naked and with a semi-erect penis, was performing calisthenics. His female companions, also nude and fit, danced alongside him.
Master Jin, panting, stole glances at his six wives as they swayed their hips and breasts wildly, his member alternately hardening and softening in response.
Now came the leg-kicking exercise, and the concubines raised their delicate legs into the air one after another.
Master Jin's eyes lit up as he gazed from the Second Wife downwards. Being over forty and having borne him a daughter, she was in her prime. Her pubic area was thick with hair, extending to the crevice, her labia dark red and slightly parted.
The next three wives were much the same, differing only in the length and coverage of their pubic hair. Their vulvas, no longer the pink and tender of youth, exuded a mature allure that excited even the thought of reinsertion, as evidenced by Master Jin's strenuous erection.
The Sixth Wife stood apart from the previous four. Though she had recently given birth (raising doubts about the child's paternity), her vulva was well-maintained, not pink and tender but vibrantly red.
Then came the Seventh Wife, just eighteen. Her father's opium addiction had led to massive debts. Lenders, captivated by her beauty, had advanced him money, leading to the clichéd scenario of selling a daughter to settle debts.
After six months of training, the once-innocent girl now spread her legs for the old lecher to gaze upon her shameful parts. Master Jin, intrigued by the tightness of her pink folds, couldn't resist probing with his finger. Despite the resistance, he pressed on, burying his middle finger deep into her, stirring wildly.
The Seventh Wife, deflowered mere months ago, found her little hole empty and itching, her juices splashing as she moaned and whimpered softly.
Aroused, Jin Ye withdrew his rain-soaked fingers, pressed the girl onto the carpet, lifted her jade-like thigh, adjusted the position, and aimed his half-hard member at her dripping petals. He thrust in forcefully. After being penetrated, Seventh Madam's face turned crimson as she cried out, 'So big and thick, it hurts so much, oh my!'
'Is it really that exaggerated?' the other five women thought in unison. But if it were their turn, they would surely act even more so...
Jin Ye, working diligently, grabbed Seventh Madam's bouncing breasts while glancing at the other five madams, who were all looking at him pitifully. Even more so, Fourth Madam began pressing on her own large breasts, moaning indistinctly, appearing extremely lewd and thirsty.
Seeing her wanton appearance and thinking of her large, brownish-red areolas and nipples, he immediately withdrew his weapon and rushed towards Fourth Madam. Pressing her down, he found his way in with ease. Meanwhile, Seventh Madam, feeling the invading object leave her body, sobbed softly, her delicate appearance full of sorrow.
By then, Jin Ye had thrust into Fourth Madam, touching her nipple while comforting Seventh Madam, 'Don't be sad, my dear. I'll come back to comfort you later.' As he spoke, he thrust forcefully into the wet, fleshy cave.
After thrusting a dozen times, Jin Ye dismounted to comfort the other two madams. The sudden knocking on the door caused him to ejaculate before he could enter, covering Second Madam's belly.
Unable to rise again, Jin Ye vented his anger at the person outside, shouting, 'Damn it! Who is it?'
'Jin Ye, it's bad news! The goods at South River Dock have been seized!' Hearing the panicked reply from outside, Jin Ye's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly stood up. The six madams tactfully brought clothes for Jin Ye to wear.
Once dressed, Jin Ye immediately dialed Fourth Master of South Street's number.
'Hello, is this Fourth Master?'
The reply came, 'Yes, who is this?'
'This is Jin Manlou!'
'Jin Ye... you.'
'Our goods have been seized by Ninth Master. Come to South River Dock quickly.' Without waiting for a response, Jin Manlou dropped the phone and hurried downstairs. He summoned his trusted aides, and the Jin mansion's six cars were loaded, each carrying ten men (severely overloaded), armed and heading towards South River Dock.
By the time he arrived, the South River pier was already packed with people. Men in white short jackets were armed with sticks and working hooks, while those in black casual clothes held axes, firmly blocking Master Jin's path.
Well, looking at the situation, there must have been thousands of people. Even those in the car, seasoned in underworld skirmishes, began to sweat in their palms, quickly drawing their guns to confront the Axe Gang. Just as the standoff reached a deadlock, the Axe Gang members suddenly made way. A middle-aged man in a black mandarin jacket, idly swinging iron balls that clinked as he walked, approached.
Master Jin, recognizing the unusually large mouth, guessed it was Luo Yi, the Ninth Master. Seeing him approach with only a few men, Master Jin hurriedly got out of the car to meet him.
"Haha, Master Jin, what wind brings you here? Such a rare guest!"
Facing the Ninth Master, who was laughing heartily with cupped hands, Master Jin cursed inwardly, "Damn bastard, playing dumb?" Despite his thoughts, his face remained all smiles as he cupped his hands and said, "Ninth Master, you do love to joke. You must know why I'm here?"
The Ninth Master pretended not to understand and laughed, "Master Jin, I truly don't know the purpose of your visit?"
"Damn it! Playing dumb with me." Furious inside, but since it was the other's territory, he had to swallow his anger and said, "Ninth Master, since you put it that way, let's not beat around the bush. My goods have been seized by you. What do you intend to do?"
"Burn them."
Those two simple words enraged Master Jin, "Ninth Master, do you know the consequences of your actions?"
"Hehe, even if Luo Yi ends up with no place to bury his body because of this, I will burn these harmful goods." Hearing the Ninth Master's words, Jiang Yunlong and the gang members echoed, "Burn them, burn them."
Master Jin suddenly sneered, "Ninth Master, your pier is interfering with a guest's goods. How will your reputation hold up if this gets out?"
The Ninth Master still smiled and replied, "Master Jin, I, Luo Yi, have long said that my pier does not accept opium or goods related to trafficking women. Once discovered, they will be confiscated!"
"Fine, Luo Yi, I'll shoot you dead." In his rage, Jin Manlou drew his gun and aimed at the Ninth Master. Just then, there was a commotion at the rear of Master Jin's convoy. A dense crowd blocked their retreat, likely another thousand people. With Luo Yi remaining unflinching, Master Jin's fat palms began to sweat.
The Ninth Master Luo said without changing his expression, "Yunlong, go and bring out the goods to burn them in public!"
Yunlong responded loudly, "Yes, godfather." He immediately led dozens of men to carry out the goods.
"You... you...!" Jin Ye, unable to intimidate Luo Yi, was so enraged at the thought of his million-dollar goods turning to ashes that he could barely speak.
At that moment, someone not far away shouted, "Ninth Brother, wait." Hearing this voice, Jin Ye's face immediately lit up with joy; it was Lao Si from the Axe Gang.
Seeing Fourth Brother, Luo Yi had an inkling of what was coming. Frowning, he waited for him to approach.
The gang members surrounding Jin Manlou shouted "Fourth Master" in unison and made way for him.
Seeing this, Jin Manlou quickly smiled and said, "Fourth Master, you've finally come."
Yu Qingdao clasped his hands towards him and then walked over to Luo Yi, saying, "Ninth Brother, what's this about? Jin Ye and we are all friends in the business. There's no need for this!"
Luo Yi replied, "Fourth Brother, it's not that I'm not giving face, but this is a matter of great importance."
Fourth Master patted Luo Yi on the shoulder and said, "What matter of great importance could be more significant than the bond between our Qinglong and the Axe Gang? Ninth Brother, let them off this once, they definitely won't dare again!"
"Yes, Ninth Master, if I, Jin Manlou, ever smuggle opium on your docks again, you can deal with me as you see fit. Just let it go this time."
"Ninth Brother, see, Jin Ye has given his word. This time just..."
Before Yu Qingdao could finish, Luo Yi exclaimed passionately, "Fourth Brother, remember what we ten brothers swore when we became sworn brothers? We could kill and set fires, but we would never engage in trafficking women and children or opium. If I let him go, I'd be betraying our deceased eldest brother and the third and tenth brothers who died fighting the Shanghai drug lords."
After his impassioned speech left Yu Qingdao speechless, Luo Yi turned and roared to Jiang Yunlong, who was ready, "Light it up!"
At the young man's signal, dozens of men began pouring oil over the opium.
Looking at the oil-soaked crates, Jiang Yunlong took out a cigarette from his pocket, struck a match with flair to light it, and then tossed the match onto the oil-drenched goods. The oil ignited instantly upon contact with the flame.
Watching the raging fire, Jin Ye roared, "No!" Heartbroken over the loss of his million-dollar fortune, he was about to rush to extinguish the flames when Fourth Master Yu stopped him.
Nearly weeping with sorrow, Jin Ye looked at Yu Qingdao and said, "Fourth Master, you..." He was about to say more but was silenced by Fourth Master's expression.
The grim face, the powerful grip of his hand, the clenched teeth. Jin Ye could guess that internal strife within the Axe Gang was about to begin.
Thinking of what was about to happen, Jin Ye smiled inwardly. He saw Luo Yi, who stood with an air of righteousness, looking at his burnt goods. With a sinister sneer, Jin Ye said, 'Luo Yi, you’ve done well to burn my goods. In doing so, you’ve also burned your own Axe Gang. Just wait and see, just wait and see.' After uttering these words with a sinister sneer, he turned and disappeared into the crowd, where the people’s morale was high.