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

Lao Cao rushed into the house with six secret agents and immediately found something wrong.

Boss Mai was wearing a big sweatshirt, an old man was eating next to Mrs. Mai, and there were a few strangers.

He glanced at several people. Except for the old man who responded to him with a smile, the eyes of the others were flickering, as if they had something to hide.

"Catch them back to the gendarmerie first!"

It is better to catch someone by mistake than to let him go.

If we arrest them one by one and interrogate them in isolation, we will definitely get something out of them.

The six agents were well-trained. Two of them were standing while the other half-squatting, pointing their pistols at the men from different angles.

The other four agents started taking handcuffs.

Kuang Yumin shouted, "Old Mai, what did you do? It's rare for an old classmate to come to your house for a meal. Tell Brother Cao what you did quickly and don't implicate everyone."

Lao Cao was introduced to Kuang Yumin. He was a military school classmate of Kuang Yumin’s brother.

"Shut up, put your hands up, and go to the gendarmerie if you have anything to say."

Lao Cao said coldly.

As an experienced spy, I never talk nonsense at the scene. If there is anything, I will go to the torture room and talk it out.

"Alas! I still have to step in. These kids will never amount to anything."

Wencai sighed and used poison to drug a traitor with a gun.

Poisoning techniques are almost useless against masters with internal energy, unless they are like Qiu Daqian, who sits still and lets you drain their internal energy.

But for ordinary people, it is a powerful weapon, invisible and can kill people silently.

"Boom!"

The spy crouching on the ground fell to the ground immediately, and the spy standing with the gun pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The well-trained spy decided not to go forward to check the situation when something happened to his teammate.

The first thing he would do was to shoot, kill first and then observe the situation.

Before he could pull the trigger, a flying knife hit his forehead.

A heart attack will slow down the person's movement for a few seconds, but will damage the brain and cause instant death.

The two agents holding guns instantly lost their combat effectiveness.

Several secret agents were trying to get their guns. Kuang Yumin, with his hands raised and tense, suddenly hugged a secret agent and started wrestling with him, preventing him from getting his gun.

When the fat man saw this, one of the agents started to twist his body.

Liang Runsheng lay on the ground motionless, as if he was frightened silly.

Wencai didn't have time to use poison because the gun was faster than poison.

He flashed and moved like a ghost to a spy who was about to draw his gun, and broke the spy's neck with one hand.

With a strength of 400 kilograms, he is extremely terrifying just by relying on his physical strength without any skills or weapons.

By the time he pounced on another spy, Lao Cao had already taken out his gun and shot him.

The gun hit his back, and a horrible bloody hole appeared.

Lao Cao uses a 9MM horse-head bolt pistol, which has greater power than ordinary small pistols. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to stand up after being shot.

But Wencai ignored the gunshot wound. His nails grew longer and he used them as sharp as knives to cut off the head of the last spy.

Lao Cao shot all seven bullets into Wencai's back, and seven large blood holes spurted out blood.

The bullets were empty, Lao Cao threw the gun away and ran away.

Wencai did not chase them. He first captured and killed the two spies who were fighting, Kuang Yumin and the fat man, and then he rushed out of the door with incredible speed.

The car driven by Lao Cao was parked outside the big iron gate of the villa, only ten meters away from the gate.

Under normal circumstances, Lao Cao would run first, and Wencai would be five or six seconds late in killing him, so he would definitely not be able to catch up.

Lao Cao also walks fast. He is a strong man who graduated from a military academy. Although he has never practiced ancient martial arts, he exercises every day and has extremely strong physical fitness.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Cao was almost reaching the handlebars.

As long as they get in the car, start the engine and run away, and then call in a gendarmerie, there is no one they can't deal with.

As soon as he touched the handlebars, Lao Cao found himself looking at a headless body.

This body is so familiar.

It was himself, and then he lost consciousness.

After killing Lao Cao, Wencai held up his right leg and head and walked back step by step.

At this time, Kuang Yumin and Fatty went out to help.

As soon as they went out, they saw Wencai dragging Lao Cao's body back like a dead dog, with the bleeding head in his hand.

Even though Kuang Yumin was brave, he was still scared and broke out in a sweat.

Wang Jiazhi and Lai Xiujing also ran out.

As soon as they came out, they saw Wencai dragging the corpse out of the door, then throwing the head in his hand to the ground and standing there without saying a word.

Behind it are seven shocking bloody holes.

Lao Cao's shooting was very accurate, and three of his shots hit the vital points. It is too late to rescue him even now.

Everyone present was in tears. Wencai, the legendary hero, was dead.

Wang Jiazhi rushed over and hugged Wencai, regardless of the blood all over his body.

"Teacher Xu, what will I do if you die?"

"No, I'm not dead yet, and I haven't trained you yet."

“I still talk about this now.”

Wencai used healing magic as he spoke, and at the same time took out two bottles of small red medicine and poured them into his mouth to replenish his blood.

After a while, the seven blood holes healed and six bullets were ejected.

Unfortunately, another bullet was stuck in the arm bone, and I would have to dig it out manually again.

Don’t think about this for now, cleaning the floor is more important.

Although it was night time and the small western-style building was a separate building, it would still cause a lot of trouble if it was seen by passers-by.

In the past, Wencai seldom killed people. If he killed someone occasionally, Captain Zhao would be responsible for cleaning up the area and collecting the bodies, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

This is not Captain Zhao's territory, so we have to do it ourselves.

"You guys go clean up here."

The bullets and bones are very uncomfortable, so we can leave the cleaning and collecting of bodies to Kuang Yumin and others.

After saying that, Wencai ran to the old car at the gendarmerie department, waved his hand and put the old car into the storage space.

The gendarmerie’s cars all have special license plates, and it would be too conspicuous if they were parked in front of my house.

When they turned around, they found Kuang Yumin and the fat man staring stupidly at Lao Cao's headless body and head.

They had no experience in cleaning the floor, so why would they have to leave such a horrific corpse?

Wencai thought about it, then waved his hand and put the corpse and head into the storage space.

Anyway, the storage space is very large, so just put the corpse and normal items farther away.

"I'll take care of the body, you guys just clean up the blood."

When Wencai returned to the room, he saw Liang Runsheng handcuffing Huang Lei and stuffing a rag on the table into his mouth.

"Boss, I caught this guy alive. What do you think we should do with him?"

A fight suddenly broke out just now. Liang Runsheng pretended to be a coward and did not dare to attack the spy. Afterwards, he was afraid that his boss would blame him.

They quickly caught Huang Lei who was hiding under the table, which was considered as taking action.

"Cuff the two unconscious spies and we'll deal with them together later."

As Wencai spoke, he put the remaining four dead spies' bodies in the room into the storage space.

Liang Runsheng got to work immediately.

The fat man went to the kitchen to get some coal ash and first sucked the blood on the bloodstained ground.

Wait until the blood dries before shoveling it away with a shovel.

Wencai took a look and thought that the fat man was quite smart and was suitable for a supporting role.

Liang Runsheng is good at flattery, but very weak in actual combat. However, it is still useful to keep him around.

Clean up the house for now. Some of the furniture is stained with blood and it is difficult to wash.

Wang Jiazhi was too timid to even wipe the blood off, and Lai Xiujing even wanted to use something to wipe the blood off the furniture.

Wencai stopped him and said, "Don't clean it. Replace all the furniture tomorrow. I'm tired of looking at these old things."

After everyone had cleaned up the mess in the room, they gathered together to decide how to deal with Huang Lei and the two spies.