A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

Just when they were evicted by the landlord and were at a loss as to what to do.

Wencai said nothing, tore the fried dough sticks into several pieces and soaked them in the porridge, then slowly ate the fried dough sticks in the porridge and drank up the porridge.

After eating and drinking, he stood up and walked to the landlord.

Everyone couldn't help but feel happy that the rich man was finally going to make a move.

I just don't know if the secretive Mr. Xu has 200 yuan in cash to rent the house.

"Landlord, huh? Do you have the deed to this house?"

"What do you want to do in broad daylight? Don't make trouble. I'm a local, and I'm not someone you can easily bully!"

"I'm looking to buy an apartment. Your house is pretty good. I spent a thousand dollars renovating it and it's barely habitable. Name your price!"

"You're kidding, right? Buying a house. Do you know how expensive a house in Shanghai is? Six thousand yuan. If you can afford it, I'll sell it to you."

"Wait a minute! I'll go to the house to get the money."

Wencai turned around and went to Wang Jiazhi's room. After a while, he came out carrying a canvas bag.

"Six thousand dollars, count it out. I'll call a lawyer over later. Bring the title deed and go through the formalities. The house will be mine."

After saying that, Wencai threw the cloth bag onto the large round table where fried dough sticks and white porridge were placed.

Snapped!

The cloth bag was opened, and stacks of green, brand new banknotes with the smell of ink were scattered all over the table.

Money, it’s all money.

The landlord was shocked: "Oh my god, you really want to sell it? My house is not worth six thousand!"

The garden outside this house is pretty nice, with a big iron gate and a large area, but the building is only two stories high and is old, perhaps fifty or sixty years old. It is worth at most five thousand yuan. If you sit down and bargain slowly, the landlord may sell it for around four thousand seven or eight thousand.

The situation is not good now. There are rumors that the Japanese are going to attack Shanghai.

When a war breaks out, the price of houses drops and the price of gold increases.

Many smart Shanghainese people sold their houses and exchanged them for yellow croakers and deposited them in Standard Chartered Bank.

The landlord also wants to sell the house, but now everyone has the same idea, so it is really difficult to sell the house.

Now there is a stupid boss with a lot of money who wants to buy a house, so how can the landlord not sell it?

Fangzi touched the banknotes on the table and took the stacks of coins over.

Real money, all real money!

"Okay, let's trade. I have the deed. Sell it!"

The landlord grabbed the money, extremely excited.

He actually bought a house, and everyone was dumbfounded.

With such a nice house, they could only buy a small house in Zhabei District at most after working hard all their lives.

A family of seven or eight from other places could not afford this kind of small house even if they worked for a hundred years.

They can't even afford to rent it, let alone buy it.

Six thousand yuan, this person bought it just because he said so.

Huang Lei was laughing secretly and was about to watch everyone being kicked out, but he didn't expect that Wencai's ability to use money would reverse the situation.

He was so angry that his fists were bleeding.

Wang Jiazhi's beautiful eyes stared at the money on the table.

House, such a big house, I really have to buy it!

Kuang Yumin breathed a sigh of relief. If he had this room, he could use it as a base for the Anti-Traitor Group and form a team.

The landlord put the money back into the bag and said, "Boss, wait for me to go home and get the deed. We will go and handle the formalities later."

As he was about to leave with the money, Liang Runsheng blocked his way.

"No, if you take the money and run away, who are we going to find?"

"Yes, Longguo is so big, and there is chaos and war. If you run away to the countryside and secretly sell the house to someone else, who can we find?"

The fat man also said.

Logically speaking, the landlord should not take the money, but should go back to get the title deed and then come back to complete the formalities with Wencai.

But today is so weird!

A person who said he would buy a house without blinking an eye would buy it.

The landlord was afraid to go back and get the title deed, and things changed again.

Maybe these people were just playing a joke on him.

Must take money!

"Why don't you send someone to follow me? I, Old Chen, am also a well-known person in Shanghai. I don't have just one house. I won't run away."

"Runsheng, Ouyang, you and the landlord should get the deed together."

"Yes!"

Invisibly, Liang Runsheng and Fatty have become Wencai's younger brothers.

Liang Runsheng walked in front with the money, the landlord walked in the middle, and the fat man walked behind. The three of them went out to get the house deed.

Seeing that fat Liang Runsheng had left, Huang Lei sat on the chair without saying a word.

Kuang Yumin said: "Huang Lei, don't you have something to do? We are very busy, and it is also very dangerous to kill traitors. Don't come here if you have nothing to do in the future."

Huang Lei said, "Okay, but we have to settle the accounts. I spent more than 300 yuan on Wang Jiazhi's cheongsam purchase, car rental, meals, and other miscellaneous expenses. Do you know this? Give me the money now and I'll leave."

Kuang Yumin was silent again, and Lai Xiujing was unwilling.

"Why are you asking us for money? You paid the money voluntarily. You said at the beginning that as a Dragon citizen, you should do your part for the country and the nation. Now you want to withdraw. Did you ask us for money?"

Lai Xiujing’s mouth is very sharp, but I don’t know whether it is sweet or not.

"I don't care. If you don't give me the money, I'll come and make trouble every day. Otherwise, don't give me the money. Let Wang Jiazhi sleep with me for a few days. And you, Lai Xiujin, you have to sleep with me too. How about that? If you agree, I don't want the money."

The relationship turned sour and Huang Lei simply spoke out his thoughts.

He, a fake second-generation who pretends to be rich, is even worse than Liang Runsheng, the real villain.

"Haha, don't hurt feelings. Money? It's just money, right? Come on, Yumin, here are four hundred yuan. Give it to Mr. Huang. We'll be even from now on, and we can still be friends when we meet again."

If Wang Jiazhi and the others hadn't been present, Wencai wouldn't have wanted to kill anyone.

Wencai would have sent Huang Lei, a man who was destined to die, into the Huangpu River long ago.

Wencai took out four hundred yuan and handed it to Kuang Yumin.

Kuang Yumin took the money and handed it to Huang Lei.

Huang Lei didn't suspect anything. He took the money and put it in his arms. He left without even saying goodbye.

Unexpectedly, after he took only three or four steps, he began to feel an unbearable itch on his body.

It’s so itchy!

My hands, feet and whole body are itchy.

Huang Lei felt so itchy that he started scratching involuntarily.

"Oh, what happened to Mr. Huang? Could he have been infected with syphilis?"

Wencai said with a smile.

"You are so cruel. Ouch, it's itchy. You actually asked Kuang Yumin to infect me with syphilis. Just wait and see."

Huang Lei grabbed it and walked out in a hurry.

Now that you have fallen out with Wencai, if you ask him to treat your illness, he will definitely not treat you and you will only bring humiliation upon yourself. You should go to the hospital immediately.

Syphilis can be cured with foreign medicine.

In fact, it’s not that exaggerated.

Even the Ebola virus, the king of all diseases, takes five to ten days to develop.

The horrible AIDS disease lasts longer, more than a month.

What breaks out when you come into contact with it is not an infectious disease, but a poison.

The effects of the croton oil, knockout drug and other drugs used by Wencai were also due to the effects of the systematic and regular skill of poisoning.

Otherwise, the poisoning wouldn't be so quick.

But the people of the Republic of China don’t understand!

I thought I would be infected with syphilis and become ill immediately if I came across it.

This is a misunderstanding of knowledge, not to mention that art school students like Huang Lei don’t understand it.

Even in Wencai's real world, there are still many people who have this idea.

Huang Lei walked to the small house while grabbing and cursing.

Lai Xiujing and Wang Jiazhi looked at Kuang Yumin with fear in their eyes.

It’s poisonous. So poisonous!

Kuang Yumin was also extremely panicked.

This syphilis is so powerful that it is indeed a virus that could even bring down Emperor Tongzhi.

Kuang Yumin looked up at Wencai pitifully: "Do you have any more medicine? I want to soak in hot water."

When Lai Xiujin heard Kuang Yumin asking for medicine, he suddenly said, "Yumin, don't treat your illness yet. I have an idea to kill Mr. Yi."