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

After Xu Bada finished his analysis, it was the boss' turn to make the decision.

"I won't give any to others. I want it all."

Wencai said.

"Boss Feng will give it to you anyway?"

"No."

Wencai said it firmly.

Xu Bada couldn't figure out Wencai's background and thought that maybe this new boss had a group of powerful men under him.

"Boss, do you have fists? Do you have old fists?"

The fist is a far more powerful brother than the axe.

The axe represents an ordinary person who is willing to fight and kill, the fist represents a warrior who knows martial arts, and the old fist represents a master, and above the old fist there is the master.

The master is incredible. A master can almost suppress an area, such as Master Huang Feihong in the late Qing Dynasty.

Now there are two masters in Shanghai, namely Ma Yongzhen and Chen Zhen.

"I have a pair of old fists."

Wencai didn't know the underworld jargon and thought that what Xu Bada said was real fists.

Who doesn’t have hands? If you clench them, they become fists, right?

"Is it hard?"

"Hard, harder than iron."

Wencai talked nonsense and Xu Bada completely misunderstood.

The two old fists are still very strong, equivalent to people like Xu Dashan and Lan Ying. With two old fists, there is really no need to give Feng Jingyao peace money.

“Don’t worry, I have more than just a pair of hard fists. I am also Feng Jingyao’s son-in-law. How can one family ask for the money of one family?”

Wencai continued to give Xu Bada cardiac stimulants.

"Yes, I understand."

Xu Bada didn't believe it at all.

He believed it when he said he had an old fist.

After all, he is the Fourth Master's brother, and he trusts him because he has people under him.

Feng Jingyao's daughter was a famous young lady from Shanghai. She had studied abroad in Beijing and was as beautiful as a fairy.

If Miss Feng were to marry, she would marry the son of a big foreign company owner, like Marshal Cao or Master Yanxi.

Wencai has a toilet head, an old face, and looks rustic. If he weren't the fourth master's brother, he wouldn't even be able to marry an old woman with a fat waist.

"He just talks big and tries to get something for free."

Xu Bada thought Wencai was a gangster who was looking for a bargain.

People in the underworld are mean and cunning, and they always ask me to take advantage of you by saying "I am someone's son-in-law".

Miss Feng Chengcheng is a small-time gangster who mainly seeks to take advantage of others.

Xu Bada heard more than a hundred thugs say this when they were drunk.

"Boss, there's a blind policeman who wants to collect tea money? Do you want to find someone to teach him a lesson?"

As they were talking, a casino waiter ran up and said.

Sihai Casino does not have any resident assistants, so it has to outsource the task if it wants to teach the students a lesson.

Xu Bada said nothing and looked at Wencai.

When following a master, the first thing you need to do is to understand his strength.

Wencai said, "Tell him to come up to me. Bada, you go out first."

Soon, a fair-looking young patrolman came up.

Wencai took a look and realized that this was Feng Chengcheng’s ex-boyfriend Chen Hanlin.

Come to think of it, the original plot of The Bund was that Chen Hanlin became a patrol officer.

"It seems that in the original plot, Chen Hanlin is a principled policeman. How could he collect tea money?"

"No, Chen Hanlin seems to have been brainwashed by Xu Wenqiang, and then he turned evil."

"Xu Wenqiang is really evil. He appears to be righteous on the surface, but behind the scenes he brainwashes Chen Hanlin and turns him from a righteous young man into a villain."

People in the underworld are not afraid of killing people in person, but they are most afraid of brainwashing people.

They are good at distorting people's sense of right and wrong and brainwashing them.

For example, Xu Wenqiang, judging by his literary talent in his previous life, is a person who hates his country.

It was fine for him to participate in demonstrations when he was a student, but he started to hate his country after he was released from prison. Now he has joined the underworld and relies on women to get to the top. The most hateful thing is that he betrayed his boss.

Chen Hanlin worked as a patrol officer, but he refused to take bribes and was brainwashed by Xu Wenqiang, who told him that all crows are black and that he should just go with the flow.

His real purpose is to make Chen Hanlin turn evil so that he can get closer to Feng Chengcheng.

In the end, he was even used by Xu Wenqiang and his entire family was killed.

"You are, you are the monster."

When Chen Hanlin saw Wencai, he was shocked and scared and instinctively wanted to pull out his gun.

He later met Feng Chengcheng several times. According to Feng Chengcheng, Wencai was a demon who practiced evil magic and ate human hearts.

Chen Hanlin was scared when he saw it and instinctively wanted to reach for his gun.

"Don't pull out your gun. It won't work on me."

Wencai spoke as he used his skills.

Poisoning and knockout drugs.

Chen Hanlin fell to the ground, dizzy and dazed, and the revolver in his hand fell to the ground.

Wencai picked up the gun, picked up Chen Hanlin's gun, ejected the bullet, picked up a cup of cold tea on the table and poured it at Chen Hanlin.

Chen Hanlin woke up slowly as the cold tea splashed on his face. He looked at Wencai sitting in the boss chair with the black muzzle of a gun pointing at him.

"Snapped!"

Wencai pulled the trigger and Chen Hanlin fell to the ground, with a fishy liquid flowing out of his crotch.

"I'm dead, Cheng Cheng, I'm dead."

Chen Hanlin fell to the ground with a pale face.

After a few minutes, Chen Hanlin found that nothing seemed to be wrong.

He opened his eyes and stood up, and Wencai pulled the trigger again.

Chen Hanlin was furious and only then did he realize that it was Wencai who was bullying him.

"You, give me back my gun."

Chen Hanlin wanted to snatch the gun back.

Wencai threw the pistol carelessly, and it drew a streamline and landed squarely in the white enamel spittoon at the door.

People in the Republic of China loved to spit, and there were spittoons in high-end offices.

There was no spittoon in Wencai's office, only half a bowl of water.

Chen Hanlin suppressed his nausea and took the gun out of the spittoon.

"Give me back the bullet."

The police have a count of the number of guns and bullets, so if they return without any bullets they will be investigated.

Wencai grabbed the bullets on the table and scattered them around.

There were six loud bangs, and all the bullets fell into the spittoon.

Chen Hanlin was shocked. The spittoon was only seven or eight meters away from Wencai. Throwing bullets into the spittoon one by one was something that anyone with practiced aim could do.

But if you just throw them all into the spittoon, anyone with a discerning eye will know that this is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

For Wencai, let alone a distance of seven or eight meters, even at a distance of forty meters he would be able to hit the target every time.

Without any hesitation and without any nonsense, he suppressed Chen Hanlin in an instant.

Chen Hanlin only felt that the man in front of him was extremely mysterious, and was much more powerful than Xu Wenqiang, whom he regarded as his idol.

For a moment, Chen Hanlin didn't know what to say and stood stupidly in the office.

"Brother Chen? How much do you want for tea?"

"How do you know my last name is Chen?"

"I also know that your family owns a textile factory. Listen to my advice and don't be a patrolman. This job is not suitable for you. Go back and inherit the family property!"

"you……."

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"Ten, five dollars."

Chen Hanlin was sent by the patrol captain to ask for ten dollars, but he was shocked by Wencai and changed his mind and asked for five dollars.

After a while, he prepared to add five dollars himself and make a total of ten dollars to report back.

Wencai raised his hand and a green ten-dollar bill fell into the spittoon.

This time Chen Hanlin was scared silly. The bullet was heavy, and throwing it into the spittoon was already a special skill.

Throwing a banknote that is lighter than a feather, has a large area and great wind resistance into a spittoon is not a special skill, it is already a magical power.

He was a college student and knew that this violated conventional physics.

"I am leaving."

Chen Hanlin didn't pick up the money. He planned to pay the ten dollars himself.

As a patrolman, he gets 30 yuan a month, and 10 yuan is one-third of his monthly salary.

But he couldn't pick up ten yuan from the spittoon.

Picking up guns and bullets is the patrolman's livelihood, and he still feels useful.

Picking up money from a smelly spittoon is a huge insult.

He was the owner of a textile factory, so he could still afford ten dollars.

"Pick it up. I told you to pick it up."

Wencai shouted.

In front of the goddesses, he also has to create the image of "I am ugly, but kind and affectionate."

There's no need to be more restrained when following a pretty boy.

Chen Hanlin was so shocked by Wencai's aura that he had to turn around and pick up the money from the spittoon.

Chen Hanlin, who loved cleanliness, felt nauseous when he took the wet money out of the spittoon in his palm.

"I've paid for the tea, why don't you get out of here!"

Wencai shouted, and Chen Hanlin was startled and hurried to the door.

After walking a few steps, Chen Hanlin thought about it and bravely turned back.

"Cheng Cheng and I broke up, and now she's with Xu Wenqiang."

No one knew what Chen Hanlin meant by these words, so he left quickly, fearing that if he stayed any longer he would be forced to drink up all the water in the spittoon.