Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

The next morning, in Shanghai, in the French Concession, at the Du Mansion.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the faint sound of ship horns could be heard from the Huangpu River.

Du Yisheng, one of the three tycoons of the Green Gang, was wearing a moon-white long robe, sitting in a rosewood armchair, drinking fine pre-Qingming Longjing tea while flipping through the day's Shenbao newspaper.

"Knock knock knock".

Ah Si, a trusted henchman, strode into the hall, clutching a newly decoded urgent telegram in his hand, his expression excited.

"Mr. Du! Urgent telegram! It's...it's from Mr. Lin!"

"What?!"

Du Yisheng, who had been so composed just moments before, suddenly stood up from his armchair.

He snatched the telegram and quickly scanned its contents.

After reading it, Du Yisheng's thin face erupted with a fanatical, even almost reverential, light.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, pacing back and forth excitedly.

Ever since Lin Qi won him over with a silver dollar and ruthless methods in Shanghai a few months ago, bestowing upon him immense wealth, Lin Qi has been like a god in his heart.

But he has always regretted not having the opportunity to repay this kindness.

"This is the first time Mr. Lin has taken the initiative to make a request of me since we last met!"

Du Yisheng suddenly stopped, his eyes gleaming.

"Ah Si! Call up all the brothers you can think of! Bring all the best cars and the most luxurious vehicles in Shanghai to the Shiliupu Wharf!"

"Mr. Lin said in his telegram that he would give his two newly made close friends a welcome feast at the dock that they would never forget!"

Du Yisheng gritted his teeth, exuding the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a powerful figure.

"If this matter is handled even slightly wrong, and Mr. Lin loses face, I will personally put you all into sacks and sink you into the Huangpu River! Go and do it!"

The entire city of Shanghai was instantly put into operation like a machine because of this telegram.

Over the next two days of the flight, Lin Qi completely won over the two Japanese soldiers.

He stopped talking about academic matters and began to use a grand perspective of world history to describe the future landscape of Asia to the two of them.

Under Lin Qi's persuasive words, Fujiwara no Heiji even developed the illusion that with Lin Qi's assistance, the Great Japanese Empire could definitely sweep across Britain and America and dominate the world!

"Lin Jun!"

On their last evening in Shanghai, during dinner, Fujiwara gripped Lin Qi's hand tightly, his eyes filled with fervor and heartache: "With your extraordinary talent, staying in this fragmented, warlord-ridden country is a complete waste! Come back to Japan with me! I swear in the name of the Fujiwara family, if you come, you can choose any position you want, and the Empire's most advanced laboratories will all be open to you!"

Lin Qi sneered inwardly, but on the surface he put on a regretful and reluctant expression and shook his head slightly.

"I appreciate Fujiwara's kindness. But I am, after all, a citizen of China, and it is difficult to leave my homeland. Moreover, the kindness you have shown me is immeasurable; how could I abandon you at this time?"

The more righteously he refused, the more respect Fujiwara no Heiji held him for him.

Neither of them forced the issue. In secret, these two scions of top aristocratic families, who had previously been on friendly terms with each other on the ship, began to be wary of each other and even hostile towards one another.

Fujiwara frantically calculated in his mind: "A peerless talent like Lin Jun must not be snatched away by the Taira clan! As soon as I return to Tokyo, I will immediately have the head of the family betroth my most beautiful cousin to Lin Jun! As long as he bears Lin Jun's bloodline, the Fujiwara family will surely prosper for another hundred years!"

Taira was also racking her brains: "I remember that my second uncle's sister, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Kyoto, has just turned eighteen. If she could marry Mr. Lin, how could the Taira clan not surpass Fujiwara!"

Their idea was simple: if they couldn't use Lin Qi in this generation, they would prepare for the next generation.

This is not a whim or a random outburst; it's an old tradition of the Japanese, and such incidents of breeding were common during the Song Dynasty.

Both of them were putting in their best efforts to bind the peerless genius to their own cause, vying to become Lin Qi's brother-in-law.

The three-day flight passed in the blink of an eye in an eerie yet unusually harmonious atmosphere.

Around noon.

Accompanied by a deafening blast of the ship's horn, the cruise ship slowly sailed into the Huangpu River and docked at the Shiliupu Wharf.

"Lin Jun, it's hard to meet and even harder to part."

Standing on the deck, Fujiwara no Heiji reluctantly took Lin Qi's hand and solemnly took out two business cards bearing special family crests.

"This is our most crucial phone number in Tokyo. Whenever Mr. Lin gives the word, Fujiwara no Heiji will go through fire and water for us!"

Lin Qi carefully tucked the business card into his body, then smiled and patted the two men on the shoulder: "My two brothers, may our friendship endure as long as the mountains and rivers flow. Come on, let's get off the boat together, I'll see you off."

The three walked side by side, guided by the butler, slowly making their way down the first-class gangway to the dock.

However, we were only halfway there.

The young men of the Fujiwara and Heiji clan suddenly stopped in their tracks. They stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, as if they had seen a ghost, their faces filled with disbelief.

Because at this moment, the Shiliupu Wharf has been completely cleared out!

The docks, usually bustling with laborers and merchants, were eerily quiet at this moment.

Starting from the exit of the gangway, a carpet several hundred meters long stretched all the way to the distant main street.

On both sides of the carpet.

Hundreds of black cars were parked neatly, gleaming with a cold and luxurious metallic luster in the sunlight!

In front of each car stood four muscular men dressed in sharp black suits and wearing white gloves.

Hundreds of elite Green Gang members stood with their hands clasped over their lower abdomens, resembling a silent army, exuding an imposing and murderous aura!

This kind of grandeur, which can only be seen in movies in later generations, is like an emperor's procession, which completely dumbfounded the two Japanese boys who had been strictly disciplined by etiquette since childhood!

Although they hold high status in Japan, they usually only travel with a few bodyguards. How could they dare to stage such an arrogant scene as blocking off the entire dock and mobilizing a convoy of hundreds of people?!

"Lin... Mr. Lin..."

Fujiwara swallowed hard. "Is there some important person on this ship?"

Ping was also full of surprise and subconsciously straightened his collar.

Lin Qi stood between the two, looking at Du Yisheng in the distance, and nodded slightly.

He turned his head, looked at the two Japanese soldiers, and patted them on the shoulder with a smile.

"Of course there are important figures."

"These are my two virtuous brothers."

boom!

These words struck Fujiwara no Heiji like a thunderbolt, instantly exploding in his mind!

The two were stunned at first, then a surge of gratitude, ecstasy, and vanity, like a volcanic eruption, rushed to their heads, making their blood boil!

Such unparalleled pomp and circumstance, such imperial treatment—was this all specially prepared for us by Lin Jun?!

Just as the two were so excited they were about to faint.

Surrounded by a group of men in black, Du Yisheng, dressed in a white long gown and with a slender figure, led a dozen or so beautiful women from various countries, all dressed in high-slit cheongsams, and came forward respectfully.

"Mr. Fujiwara, Mr. Taira, you two have suffered! Yue Sheng, on behalf of the entire Shanghai, welcomes you!"

Du Yisheng stopped abruptly three steps away, bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, and spoke in a loud, clear voice.

"Whoosh...!"

Hundreds of elite Green Gang members bowed simultaneously and shouted in unison, "Welcome, gentlemen!!"

The sound shook the heavens!

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