I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 387: Who should take Lu Yiping or Aunt Xue first?
Qin Wu has always prided himself on being knowledgeable and experienced. He has been in the underworld of Shanghai for many years and has seen all kinds of people.

However, Shen Lang's style of doing things this time really opened his eyes.

When Shen Lang talked about taking Mr. Lu's life, his tone was as if he was talking about a very ordinary matter. Such courage is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess.

Qin Wu knew clearly that Shen Lang was not a man who spoke without thinking. With the identity and status he had established in Shanghai, if he treated such a thing as a joke, he would really become a laughing stock in Shanghai.

Qin Wu thought to himself that this might be a rare opportunity for him.

So, with a solemn expression, he said, "Boss Shen, your idea is truly far-sighted and insightful. If Mr. Lu were to die, Miss Xiaoliu would be left alone in this treacherous and chaotic Shanghai. It would be very difficult for her to gain a stable foothold."

He suddenly changed the subject and continued, "And you, Boss Shen, are young and promising, with strong financial resources and outstanding abilities. If you could lend a hand to Miss Xiaoliu, it would be a righteous act, both morally and morally. I believe that if Mr. Lu knew about this, he would be deeply grateful for your kindness."

"Haha, what Boss Qin said is absolutely right. It's exactly what I want." Shen Lang couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard it. Qin Wu's words touched his heart.

Seeing Shen Lang's reaction, Qin Wu struck while the iron was hot: "I wonder if Mr. Shen needs my help in any subsequent plans? Just tell me what you want. I, Qin Wu, am willing to serve you at all times to make up for the mistake I made this time."

After years of wandering around in the underworld of Shanghai, Qin Wu knows that if he wants to move to the next level, personal ability alone is not enough, and he needs help from noble people.

Now that Shen Lang is famous in Shanghai, he believes this is a rare opportunity.

Shen Lang thought to himself that Qin Wu had some skills in Shanghai. Even though he was fighting alone, he was more than capable of dealing with the fighting and killing.

But the ways of the martial arts world are complicated. If we have a helper like Qin Wu, many matters can be handled more smoothly.

After all, no matter how strong one's personal abilities are, one cannot take care of everything.

Besides, Qin Wu runs this bustling dance hall, and all the people who come and go are people from all walks of life in Shanghai. Maybe he can get to know some lonely beauties in the future.

Thinking of this, Shen Lang said: "If I need you, I will find you. Right now, I want to go listen to White Rose sing."

"Boss Shen, please." Qin Wu quickly turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.

The two came to the hall outside and saw Lu Yiping, who used the pseudonym White Rose, standing on the stage, devoting herself to singing.

Her singing voice was plaintive, gentle and melodious, just like the gurgling water in the mountains, gently flowing into the hearts of every audience member below the stage.

There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Qin Wu led Shen Lang to an excellent location and hurriedly ordered his men to prepare drinks.

Shen Lang asked casually, "How long has this White Rose been singing here?"

"She's only been here a few days," Qin Wu responded. "This girl is a bit stubborn and makes a lot of demands, but her singing skills are indeed amazing. Since she arrived, many customers have come just to hear her sing."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lu Yiping, and he said meaningfully: "This girl seems to have some unique qualities, you must take good care of her."

Qin Wu has been working in Shanghai for many years and is a real veteran. He understood what he meant as soon as he heard it.

He immediately nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Boss Shen. She is now the mainstay of our Shanghai Ballroom. I will do my utmost to protect her and not let her suffer any injustice. However, her personality is very different from that of Miss Xiaoliu."

Qin Wu's words were tactful, implying that Lu Yeping had a strong personality, and even if Shen Lang was interested, he couldn't be as casual with her as he was with Xiao Liu.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Boss Shen, let's drink." Qin Wu knew when to stop and said no more. He raised his glass and gestured to Shen Lang.

……

Inside Mr. Lu’s residence.

The oppressive atmosphere was like an invisible and thick net that tightly enveloped everyone, making it almost suffocating.

Mr. Lu sat upright on the carved armchair, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm, dark and gloomy, as if a downpour would fall at any time.

Just now, he received a secret report from his subordinates, learning that Xiaoliu had been alone with Shen Lang in the office of the Grand Shanghai Ballroom for a long time.

Although his men did not witness what happened in the house, Mr. Lu guessed that a man and a woman had been in the same room for such a long time that they must have done something inappropriate, which made him furious.

"This bitch!" Mr. Lu cursed with gritted teeth, and slammed his fist on the table in front of him, causing the objects on the table to shake violently.

The housekeeper beside him trembled with fear, lowering his head even lower, not daring to breathe. He stood respectfully by, fearing that his every move would become an outlet for Mr. Lu's anger. Mr. Lu's feelings for Xiaoliu were complicated. When he doted on her, he wanted to bring all the beauty in the world to her.

But Xiaoliu's restless temper often gave him a headache.

Now, Xiaoliu is actually hooking up with Shen Lang, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face of Mr. Lu.

In Shanghai, although Shen Lang has a great reputation, Mr. Lu is no ordinary person either. How can he swallow this humiliation?
"Go and call Wuzi to me." Mr. Lu suppressed his anger and coldly ordered the housekeeper.

The butler responded quickly and retreated hastily as if he had been pardoned.

Wu Zi is Mr. Lu's capable subordinate. He is ruthless and cruel.

Mr. Lu called him here this time because he wanted him to teach Shen Lang a lesson.

According to the rules of the Shanghai underworld, bigwigs rarely draw their swords against each other.

Usually they would send their men to disrupt each other first, test each other's bottom line, and then both sides would sit down to negotiate.

If the negotiations go smoothly and the benefits are distributed properly, there will be peace; if the negotiations fail, a bloody storm is inevitable.

Not long after, Wu Zi hurried over.

He was tall and strong, with a hideous scar on his face extending from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, which made people feel intimidated.

Walking into the house, Wu Zi bowed and saluted: "Mr. Lu, are you looking for me?"

Mr. Lu raised his eyes, his gaze piercing with coldness, and asked coldly, "Fifth Son, have you ever heard of Shen Lang?"

Wuzi nodded and said, "In reply to Mr. Lu, I do know this name. Isn't he Feng Jingyao's son-in-law? I heard that after Feng Jingyao died, all the Feng family assets fell into his hands."

Mr. Lu nodded in satisfaction and continued, "I heard he's at the Shanghai Ballroom right now. Go over there and teach Shen Lang's driver a lesson. Remember, don't kill anyone, and don't reveal your identity and background."

Although Wu Zi didn't know why his boss wanted him to teach Shen Lang's driver a lesson, since it was such an arrangement, there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will definitely do it properly."

After saying that, Wuzi turned around and strode away.

On the other side, Shen Lang and Qin Wu were listening to songs and drinking wine in the dance hall.

Shen Lang's eyes fell on Lu Yiping on the stage from time to time, and he was secretly thinking in his heart whether to take Lu Yiping into his pocket first, or to take action against Aunt Xue, Ruping and Mengping first.

While Qin Wu was paying attention to Shen Lang's expression, he was secretly thinking about how to gain the greatest benefit for himself in this upcoming storm.

Inside the dance hall, the lights flickered dimly, the singing was melodious, and it seemed to be a peaceful and lively place.

Time passed quietly, and the night grew darker. At this moment, Lu Yiping suddenly left the stage.

Shen Lang asked in confusion: "Why did she suddenly stop singing?"

"Boss Shen, you don't know that this is also her request. She wants to go home early every night, saying that she is afraid that her mother will worry. So I just go along with her." Qin Wu explained.

Shen Lang nodded. "I see. I'll go back first. I'll come drink with you later when I have time."

"Boss Shen, I'll take you there." Qin Wu said immediately.

When Shen Lang and Qin Wu arrived outside the dance hall, they met Lu Yiping, who had already removed her makeup.

"Master Qin Wu, hello, Boss Shen." Lu Yiping took the initiative to greet them.

Shen Lang nodded and smiled: "Hello, Miss White Rose, how about I give you a ride?"

"Don't bother Mr. Shen, I can just take a taxi back." Lu Yiping hurriedly declined him.

Just as she finished speaking, a torrential downpour suddenly began to fall from the sky. The rain was so heavy that it seemed to submerge the entire Shanghai. It was even heavier than the rain on the day she went to her father to ask for money...

(End of this chapter)