Chapter 52 Water Supply Unit
After a while, several managers of the Changtu Chamber of Commerce in Fengtian were identified by their own people and forced into Yanghongyuan at gunpoint by Abao's men one after another. When almost everyone had arrived, Zheng Wenjie asked Abao to lock the door, crossed his legs, and looked at the dozen or so shopkeepers standing there.

A dozen shopkeepers were trembling with fear when they saw Ma Changtu's body and the dozens of guns pointed at them. Seeing that the scene was very quiet, one shopkeeper mustered up the courage to bow to Zheng Wenjie who was sitting there.
"Gentlemen, I wonder what you want us to do if you ask us to come here."

Zheng Wenjie pointed at Tuling and said, "Do you know who this is? Ma Jia Tuling, the third-rank prince of Manchuria. He came here to listen to the opera today, but Ma Changtu dared to chase him away."

"The prince was very unhappy, so he ordered us to raid Ma Changtu's house. You are all managers and shopkeepers of the Changtu Chamber of Commerce's various stores in Fengtian."

"The prince is a kind-hearted man and does not want to hurt you. As long as you behave yourself and each of you pay 10,000 silver dollars or 1,000 taels of silver to buy the shop that our prince has confiscated, we will let you go."

Turing's eyes turned red with anger, but he didn't dare to act wildly. He could only glare at the table.

The shopkeepers were not fools. They knew what was going on when they saw Turing's red and swollen face and his scattered braids. They all looked at the first shopkeeper who asked the question.

"Sir, can I get the title deed?" The shopkeeper was tempted. It would be a good deal to use the money from Changtu Chamber of Commerce to buy his own shop.

Zheng Wenjie grabbed a handful of melon seeds and threw them at the shopkeeper's head one by one: "We are acting like bandits and robbing you. Do you really think this is a business?"

The shopkeepers were all frightened into silence. Only the shopkeeper who was beaten could not help but dodge. When Zheng Wenjie had thrown all the melon seeds in his hand, he pointed at them and said, "Before dawn, I want to see you buy the big bucks or small yellow croakers from the shop. Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood, I'll go now, I'll go now," the shopkeeper, whose face was red from being hit, hurriedly responded and tried to retreat.
"Don't worry, Abao. Each shopkeeper will send a brother to follow him. If anything goes wrong, they will collapse immediately. Brothers, don't be greedy for temporary gains. I, Zheng Wenjie, keep my word. All the gold they sent will be divided equally among all the brothers present."

These dozen gunmen were all assigned by Changtu Chamber of Commerce to Lin father and son. They followed Lin father and son everywhere and were promised at least 5,000 yuan each before they followed Abao to turn against them.

Zheng Wenjie single-handedly killed Ma San, the president of the Fengtian Concordia Association. No matter what people thought in their hearts, they had to brag about Zheng Wenjie, making Zheng Wenjie's reputation very loud in Fengtian. Abao and the gunmen he brought also believed that Zheng Wenjie would not go back on his word.

As the shopkeepers were pointed at guns and sent back to retrieve their treasures, silence returned to the lobby. Zheng Wenjie looked at Turing and said, "Lord Beile, it is safe for you to leave the city before dawn."

"Sir, I don't quite understand what you are saying." Turing's attendant, the comprador, pulled Turing aside and asked.

"After daybreak, these shopkeepers will report to the Japanese that the Manchurian prince Ma Jia Tuling was bullying others and abusing his power for personal gain. He killed Ma Changtu, the president of the Changtu Chamber of Commerce, and robbed nearly 100,000 yuan."

"You're talking nonsense. How did I offend you? You want to use these useless frame-ups to deal with me? Can't you just kill me?" Turing couldn't help it. This was bringing shame to himself and his family.
Zheng Wenjie shook his head at Turing and smiled, "Don't be angry, Lord Beile. This is still useful. At least it can prevent the Japanese invaders from turning their attention to us, and buy us a day or two to leave Fengtian."

"You're not leaving yet? No way, is the great prince going to die here with the traitor Ma Changtu? Ah Bao, let the remaining brother personally send the prince to the train."

Tu Lingqi was shaking all over, and finally left Yanghong Garden with the help of his attendant comprador and one of Abao's brothers.
"Okay, now that there is no one else here, Abao, go to the top floor and search Ma Changtu's office. It's a joke that the president of a chamber of commerce is working in a hall." Zheng Wenjie said with a disdainful look at Ma Changtu's body.

Lin Hu, who had been watching, nodded to Lin Bao. He watched Lin Bao obediently get into the elevator, close the gate and go upstairs. Then he looked at Zheng Wenjie and said, "Brother, I'll leave my son to you."

"Brother Lin, rest assured. I will make sure that Abao is safe." Lin Hu sighed inwardly. Zheng Wenjie's way of dealing with things did not seem like a hero, but at least he was good at fighting. He was so strong that even Abao could not withstand a punch from Zheng Wenjie.

"After I talk to Abao tomorrow, you can leave Fengtian. I have to meet an old friend, so I can just find a forest to hide in."

Zheng Wenjie nodded, understanding Lin Hu's mood at the moment, and stopped talking.

Until the elevator made a creaking sound as if it could not bear the weight, the two looked towards the elevator entrance and saw Abao carrying a safe that was more than one meter high and squeezing out of the elevator with difficulty.

Abao lifted the safe in front of the two men. Zheng Wenjie was a little surprised when he saw the bulging veins on Abao's arms. In the world of ordinary people, Abao was born with supernatural powers. In the era of cold weapons, he was a fierce general charging on the battlefield.

Abao pointed at the safe with his hands, and Lin Hu said, "Abao said that there is nothing valuable in Ma Changtu's office. There is only this iron box, which cannot be opened."

Zheng Wenjie came forward and saw that the safe was made of cast iron and there was an iron sheet attached to it. On the iron sheet were the words "Patriotic Gentlemen, Please Use This Safe" and the factory date of 1930.

This safe can only be opened with a key. Abao had no other way to deal with the iron box, so he had to take it down with great effort.

Zheng Wenjie patted the iron box, lowered his head to prevent the Lin father and son from seeing his pupils turning green and the fangs sticking out of his mouth, then he gripped the handle of the safe tightly and tore it open in front of the shocked eyes of the Lin father and son. Account books, documents and yellow croakers were scattered all over the floor.

Zheng Wenjie ended his transformation and picked up a large yellow croaker. This was worth ten taels of gold from the Republic of China, and there were at least fifty of them in the safe.

"Abao, find something to collect all the yellow croakers. They are all yours. Throw away the safe as well. Don't let your brothers see it. It will only cause trouble for them." Zheng Wenjie threw the yellow croaker in his hand to the ground and told Abao.

"I have never seen so many large yellow croakers in my life. Brother, are you willing to give all the gold to my son?" Seeing that Zheng Wenjie casually gave so many large yellow croakers to his son, Lin Hu's shock at Zheng Wenjie's supernatural power was diverted.

Abao also swallowed his saliva. Ma Changtu was very good to him. He provided him with enough food and drink, but he was not as generous as Zheng Wenjie. That many yellow croakers were enough for him to buy cattle and sheep for many years.

"Money is something outside of our body. We cannot bring it with us when we are born and we cannot take it with us when we die. It is enough to have enough for our use." Zheng Wenjie did not care. His eyes were attracted by a document marked in Japanese and he picked it up casually.

Looking at the Chinese translation above, Zheng Wenjie gritted his teeth, walked to Ma Changtu's body, stepped on it, and made Ma Changtu's head explode like a watermelon, cursing: "You old bastard, don't worry, I will make sure you don't live in peace in your next life."

Lin Hu was startled and stood up. He moved closer to Lin Bao, who was picking up a large yellow croaker on the ground, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Wenjie suppressed his anger and shook the documents in his hand: "The old bastard Ma Changtu actually dared to cooperate with the Japanese invaders in bacterial experiments and deceived the civilians into selling them to the Japanese invaders for experiments. The yellow croakers in this safe were all bought back by Ma Changtu at the cost of human lives."

Lin Hu's face changed. He took the document from Zheng Wenjie's hand and looked at it carefully, his eyes widened. "The water supply unit above is the Japanese invaders I met in Daxing'anling. They also have this sign. They are conducting bacteria experiments in Daxing'anling."

"Fuck it! I worked so hard to open up this path, but that bastard Ma Changtu sold it to the Japanese invaders, and even conducted a murder experiment. Fuck it!" After seeing clearly, Lin Hu's face turned red with anger. Lin Bao didn't care about picking up the big yellow croaker and hurried to comfort Lin Hu.
(End of this chapter)