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

The dice cup opened, and the dice demon's face turned as pale as death.

The bottom of the dice was shattered, leaving only one side of each dice facing six.

Six leopards, win, thirty-six times.

In the casino, Huang Hai's hands were shaking.

Wencai and Longsi bet 400 yuan each, a total of 800 yuan. Based on 36 times the amount, they need to pay more than 28,000 yuan.

Twenty-eight thousand yuan, not counting the value of the casino's fixed assets, Huang Hai's total liquid capital is only more than twenty thousand yuan.

Otherwise, he would not have swallowed up Long Si's ten thousand yuan.

Twenty-eight thousand! Two hundred yuan could turn the warlord Black Panther's family into a state of chaos. Yiping even broke off relations with her father for two hundred yuan.

"Long Si, I want to fight you to the death."

Huang Hai couldn't afford to pay 28,000 yuan, and even if he did, Long Si would not let him go.

What Long Si wanted was not 28,000 yuan, but his entire fortune, including his life.

So, don't be fussy, just decide the life and death situation.

In a life-and-death gamble, two people bet their entire fortunes, including their lives. The winner gets everything, while the loser loses everything. The loser commits suicide.

There’s an old saying in the underworld: You’ll lose so much that you even lose your life. It refers to a life-and-death gamble.

"Right on my mind."

Long Si put out the Daqianmen cigarette in his hand.

"Clear the place! Everyone, go back and come back to play tomorrow."

The Dali Casino is closed, and Huang Hai wants to gamble life and death with Long Si.

"Brother Wencai, I still owe you a game. Do you want to play the life-or-death game too?"

"No more gambling. You owe me a round."

Wencai shrugged and said.

Don't do everything. Long Si said he would help him win three games.

After three games, Long Si repaid Wencai for saving his life, and the two never owed each other anything again.

If Wencai insists on playing the last round, Long Si will give him the winnings from the Dali Casino.

But if that happened, Wencai and Long Si’s fate would be over.

If Wencai had kept one game, the two of them would still be friends.

"We'll settle the bill later. Pay my friend off first."

Long Si raised his voice.

Wencai is not going to gamble anymore and wants to take back the 14,000 yuan he won.

"Give me money."

Huang Hai raised his voice.

He still has 14,000 in cash.

Immediately, one of his men brought a box of cash to Wencai.

The box was filled with green ten-dollar bills, and half of the box smelled tempting.

After receiving the money and settling the gambling debts, the casino staff politely asked Wencai to leave.

"Fourth brother, see you in the rivers and lakes."

"Okay, I still owe you one game."

After Wencai finished speaking, he walked out of the Dali Casino carrying the cash box.

After walking out of the casino, Wencai took a few dozen steps and put the cash box into the storage space.

At this time, his storage space was already 300 cubic meters.

The size of the storage space also expands with the increase of profession level. Now Wencai is a third-level Taoist priest, and the space is 300 cubic meters.

This much space is more than enough to store a bicycle and a box of money.

After walking another hundred steps, Wencai discovered that five or six thugs were following him.

Huang Hai is not a good person, nor is he a serious person who is willing to accept defeat and abide by the rules.

Wencai took such a large sum of money from him, it wouldn't be easy for him to leave.

After turning several turns, Wencai walked into a narrow alley.

"Hehe, you dare to take Mr. Huang's money, kid, leave the money and one hand."

The leader of the gang took out an axe, and the other dozen or so gangsters in short shirts and jackets also took out their axes.

It is said that the gangsters in Hong Kong like to chop people with knives, while the gangsters in Shanghai like to chop people with axes.

Young and gangsters mostly use knives to injure people, cutting their skin but not killing them, because Hong Kong is a law-abiding place and murder is a serious crime.

The situation in Shanghai during the Republic of China was different. People were chopped with axes, breaking their tendons and leaving them either dead or disabled.

In the old society, the underworld was not about who opposed and who supported, or fighting and playing around as friends. It was real fighting and killing.

There were five or six minions whose names weren't even worthy of being mentioned in the scrolling subtitles, and Wen Cai was too lazy to even recite his lines.

Flying knives, flying knives again.

The shadow of a knife flashed, and five or six bodies fell in the alley, and young lives disappeared in an instant.

Mental warfare method, never miss a target within thirty meters.

The disadvantage is that you cannot be distracted and you need to concentrate and focus.

After one strike, his mind is shaken and he needs to refocus before he can strike again.

This move is like the Iai sword slash of the Japanese ghost country. It requires concentration and can kill with one strike.

There were fights every day in Shanghai, and life and death were commonplace. If someone was killed, there were always patrolmen and detectives to clean up the area and collect the bodies.

Wencai turned and walked out of the alley and returned to the Dali Casino.

There was a sound of fighting inside, and something happened to Long Si.

It had been more than twenty minutes since Wencai left the casino, went into the alley, killed someone, and returned.

For more than twenty minutes, Long Si from the Dali Casino had a gambling fight with Huang Hai.

Huang Hai had followed Long Si before, so he was naturally an expert in thousands of gambling techniques. With a gust of wind, the playing cards turned into a gust of wind and spun like a dragon to attack Long Si.

The more fancy and beautiful the moves are, the faster you lose.

As soon as Long Si moved, the strong wind from the Yellow Sea swept away his quilt, and he fell to the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth.

When it comes to gambling, Long Si has never lost.

Huang Hai lost, and both the casino and his life were lost.

But Huang Hai was not a man who followed rules. He would cheat when he lost. At a command, dozens of his men took out their axes.

Two fists are no match for four hands. Long Si is a gambling king, not a martial arts master. He is surrounded by dozens of swordsmen and axemen and is in trouble.

Bang! The door of the casino was kicked open and a strange man with a toilet head rushed into the casino.

Long Si was happy that Wencai had returned.

Wencai turned into a beam of light and rushed into the crowd.

There were too many people, and the poison was too slow to work, so they could only fight in hand-to-hand combat.

A swordsman approached Wencai, but was grabbed and thrown far away.

Wencai had immense strength. At the charity cemetery, he could throw a zombie weighing several hundred pounds three or four feet away.

The person was not even heavier than the corpse. Wencai stretched out his hand and the gangster was thrown far away, hitting another gangster.

The two thugs collided and felt that their bones were about to break and they could no longer stand up.

"Whoever comes here will die."

Wencai moved his hand, and a heavy Guandao appeared in his hand.

This is the guy he's ready for.

Wencai has immense power and he can defeat these mortals with just his physical body even without using his Taoist skills.

You have to know that Wencai’s former opponents were the Zombie King, flying ghosts, and strange and mysterious monsters.

"Fourth brother, I'm back."

Wencai approaches Long Si.

"I know you will come back."

Long Si's arm was hit by an axe and was bleeding.

"I'll treat your wound first."

The healing spell was activated, and white light flashed like raindrops. Long Si's arm stopped and the wound healed quickly.

Wencai had a big knife in his hand, and just now he killed several people with the flying knife with just a wave of his hand.

He was so powerful at the moment that he intimidated all the swordsmen on the scene.

"Useless things."

Huang Hai took out a revolver and pointed it at Long Si.

The gun is the king of all weapons and is invincible. The sword is a joke compared to the pistol.

But Huang Hai should not have gone within three meters of Long Si and Wencai.

This range is within the casting distance of Wencai.

Before Huang Hai could finish his words, he felt an unbearable pain in his stomach. He couldn't even hold the gun. He squatted on the ground, holding his stomach and sweating profusely.

A foul smell was released, and the surrounding executioners all wrinkled their noses.

Croton powder for poisoning.