Du He does have a trump card, but only he knows how many there are.

When Du He talked about his experience of poker magic from a magician in the UK, when he talked about it, he just said that he would make a few magic tricks and knew a little trick. However, the magician who taught Du He knew that Du He's playing cards had reached a very terrible level.

When he could only learn poker magic, Du He could apply all his free time to practice basic skills. After several years of practice, just practicing was a waste of poker cards, Du He saved up several large boxes.

Walking on the streets of Shanghai, which were still a little cold, Du He sighed and gave a little warmth to his slightly numb fingers.

A cigarette came from behind, Du He shook his head, and saw Luo Haosheng coming from behind, lit a cigarette, and sucking mist.

The ashes fell on Luo Haosheng's leather gloves, leaving a few white dots on his dark windbreaker. Luo Haosheng narrowed his eyes indifferently, stretched leisurely, and said to Du He: "Brother Ah, it's not hidden."

"If I wanted to hide it deeply, I wouldn't show it to you. I am a handyman, so I can't be so cunning." Du He shook his head and put his hands in his pocket.

When Jiang Ling distributed winter clothes to his disciples, Du He did not deduct Du He. The thick and warm cotton coat allowed Du He to ease from the bitter cold wind soon.

Luo Haosheng did not talk much about this topic, but instead talked about the Nine Dragons very actively.

"The Nine Dragons have not been around for a long time. Before, they were all gangsters and bad people who were not allowed to take over. They gathered a loose gang, robbed the house and made money and blood. Later, they got into Hongkou, and the people inside became complicated."

Luo Haosheng stopped when he clicked, but Du He Bingxue was smart and instantly reacted, "Is there a Japanese in Hongkou inside?"

"Not only are there Japanese people, but now the Nine Dragons are just a cover. In fact, the main power is controlled by the Japanese. Only the people on the periphery are Chinese. They have no contact with the upper class on weekdays. They often use the guise of gangs to pretend to be powerful... In fact, these people are just doing some bits and pieces, and it is easy to deal with it, but the difficulty lies in the fact that they start to alarm the snake, and their core will be attacked."

Luo Haosheng briefly told Du He about the chaos in the Japanese settlement in Hongkou, which made Du Heting's back chill and his teeth tremble. Unexpectedly, the great country had been eroded by foreign enemies.

A thousand-year-old country with a territory of thousands of miles and hundreds of millions of people, but its own land cannot be controlled. It allows the small countries of the East to be domineering and act recklessly, oppressing their people on their own territory and be timid and unable to move forward. It is impossible to let people feel disheartened.

Hongkou said it was a residential area, but it was no different from the concession. From top to bottom, all the power in Hongkou was overwhelmed by the Japanese for more than ten years. It was operated like a small country, and all the Japanese expatriates were in contact with it. Anything was not allowed to be interfered with by the outside world. The police station people could not even put in a police officer, and they could not even pour in a serious iron bucket.

For people from the Shanghai Police Station, Hongkou is like a heart disease, a slap and a painful foot. They know it themselves, but others cannot say it or ask it. If you ask, you will be beaten.

Du He opened the fig leaf in front of everyone today, and asked again and again. It was reasonable that Lin Tingzhi became angry and embarrassed.

"Although Tingzhi has a hot temper, he has no intention of harming others. You can rest assured of this."

He explained the conflicts between the police station and the Hongkou gang in detail to Du He. Luo Haosheng did not feel ashamed to mention them at all, but was willing to answer Du He's question. The two of them walked back to Liankui Ban without knowing it.

Du He benefited a lot and apologized to Luo Haosheng, "Brother Haosheng, I'm so sorry for delaying you for so long. Why not go in and have a warm drink and have a cup of hot tea."

Luo Haosheng moved the cigarette in his mouth and patted Du He on the shoulder with a smile, "Even if you don't pay attention to your mother, you can make friends with me. You don't have to be polite to me. You should know your case. If you have any problems in the future, just ask me for help."

Du He nodded in understanding and asked Luo Haosheng to help apologize to Lin Tingzhi again. The two separated and went home.

When Luo Haosheng walked in the alley, he didn't look sideways, but his eyes were very weak. He kept scanning the surroundings, and firmly imprinting the terrain passing along the way in his mind.

When passing the exterior wall of the warehouse where Liankuiban was inflamed, Luo Haosheng still stood still, then looked at a remote alley, sneered, and touched the blue stubble on his face.

Du He is definitely not a thing in the pool. Luo Haosheng can clearly see this. If these people provoke Du He, they will be caught sooner or later, but I don’t know if it is sooner or later, and what methods will be used.

With that superb card skill, Du He can firmly sit in the Axe Gang to the position of the main hall. If he wants to take revenge directly, the Huangpu River will be a little more crowded tonight.

But Luo Haosheng had a premonition that Du He would not let those people go so simply.

When Brother Lao was dealing with a traitor, he opened the incense hall to invite fish scales and scraped a traitor who was slaughtering inside and outside before he died. Since then, there have been no traitors again.

Luo Haosheng speculated that Du He should also want to make it permanent and divide this area into a Pacific territory once and for all, so there is a high possibility of shock and a great possibility of confronting Jiulong head-on.

"I haven't produced such a clear-cut nobleman in many years. If Tingzhi hadn't been given a face, he would probably want to pull Du He into his own hands, right?"

Luo Haosheng pressed the cigarette butts on the wall, and glanced at him and saw a sloppy man holding a pipe walking over slowly, taking a look, and leaving the alley without looking back.

Du He in the team was in a strange calm, and no one came to disturb him. Even though Qi Qian'er wanted Du He to sweep the yard, he was stopped by Zhang Afa and left with a mutter.

It’s probably just gossip that I hate to be too old, and no one pays attention to it.

Everyone stayed quietly in their room, as if waiting for something.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Du He's door creaked. Du He, who was thinking intently, moved his sleeves and put away his playing cards. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yu Dachun walking in with a candle.

"Ahe, I heard that you killed a police officer with a gun, is it true?"

As soon as Yu Dachun opened his mouth, Du He's plan that he had finally brewed was broken.

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