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

With ten more casinos, Wencai actually had a headache.

He needed someone to run the casino for him.

Now he somewhat understood why Long Si wanted to win over the Twelve Thousand Kings, even the Ding brothers.

Think about it again, it has been a month, and the Ding brothers are able to manage two casinos each. They must have some unknown strengths.

What's more, he doesn't even have talents like the Ding brothers.

Wencai wants to go back to the villa to sleep today, if for no other reason than for Jin Zhaoli.

This girl is pretty good, with a good figure and beautiful looks, and most importantly, she is available for sex anytime.

If it were a normal Republican drama, the male protagonist would marry Jin Zhaoli and the story could jump directly to the finale.

After parking the car, Wencai hummed a little tune and slowly walked to his villa.

When I was almost home, a figure flashed out from behind a tree outside the villa.

The knife flashed and stabbed straight into Wencai's chest.

"Why doesn't Boss Feng's killer use a gun?"

Wencai reacted extremely quickly. He turned his body to the left and kicked out with his back leg. The assassin fell down and actually dodged Wencai's kick.

The assassin didn't even stand up. He fell to the ground and rolled several times, then stabbed Wencai's prostate with a knife.

"My friend, I haven't given birth to the original owner yet. You've hurt me so badly. How can I face the real Brother Xu Wencai in my grave?"

Wencai finally got angry because someone dared to attack his ancestral hall.

He grabbed the assassin's hand and squeezed it, then controlled the assassin with great force.

He kicked hard at his right arm holding the knife. With a creepy sound of bone cracking, the assassin's right hand was broken and fractured.

Close combat is not Wencai's forte. Even if he succeeds in one move, he will quickly retreat and use a dirty trick to poison.

The assassin was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his back.

Even so, the assassin still wanted to pick up the knife from the ground and fight again.

"This man has good teeth and a good heart. His hand is broken, he's been poisoned, and he still wants to kill me. But no matter how strong he is, he's still just a mortal."

The assassin is still a mortal, but he is agile and ruthless.

The knife in his hand either stabs the heart or the ancestral hall, and every move is fatal.

He is simply a fearless and desperate criminal.

This person cannot be kept alive, he will be killed after being questioned.

The Crane Controlling Technique was used to absorb the assassin's knife on the ground and hold it on the assassin's neck in mid-air.

"Who sent you? Tell me, and I can make your death more pleasant."

The assassin said fiercely: "If you dare, dig out my eyes and break my hands and feet, and see if I will tell you."

Cruel people also say cruel things, and Wencai likes to torture cruel people.

Poison technique, wasp venom.

Poisoning technique, itching powder.

As soon as the two poisons were used, the assassin rolled on the ground in pain.

Last time, in order to deal with Qiu Daqian, Wencai went to the original pharmacy and asked the boss if there was any poison that was not extremely toxic and would not kill people.

The drugstore owner chuckled and said, "Brother, you really found the right person. I am known in the martial arts world as someone who can kill with poison."

Then, following Du Bu Si's recommendation, Wen Cai bought a bunch of itching powder that makes one itch so bad that one scratches the skin, wasp venom that makes one so painful that one doubts life, and rotten meat powder that makes one's skin ulcerate.

Especially the hornet venom, the boss received one hundred yuan per pound, it was so expensive that it made people doubt their life.

Wasp venom is not easy to detect, but even one tenth of a drop can cause enough pain to make you question your life.

This poison is a neurotoxin that can directly stimulate nerves and maximize pain.

When Wencai got these poisons, he was puzzled. How could such a small pharmacy be so fraught with danger?

Du Bu Si replied: "This is Shanghai, the holy land of the Republic of China's elites. Is it strange that I, Du Bu Si, appear in Shanghai?"

Wencai said, "That's true. Let's be friends in the future. My last name is Xu. If there is any unscrupulous person who can't be killed by poison and calls me in the future, I can pay him any amount of money."

After a crazy shopping spree, Wencai spent more than two hundred yuan.

Of course, some poisons are not worth so much money at all, and the price is too high if they are not lethal, but Wencai didn’t care and just regarded it as paying to make friends with an expert.

In fact, if the poison is not fatal, it would be a waste to sell it for twenty dollars, but is Wencai someone who cannot afford to be ripped off?

Now, the assassin was poisoned by two kinds of poisons at the same time. He felt itchy and painful. He rolled over and could only say weakly: "Kill me, kill... me, kill..."

He is really tough, Wencai respects him as a man.

Anyway, this person must be a killer sent by Feng Jingyao, and you know it without asking.

So, Wencai cut the assassin's throat with a knife.

"Alas, someone killed someone in front of his own house, making the place dirty. I'll have to call Zhao Dezhu to come clean up and collect the body soon."

The assassin's throat was slashed and he was still struggling on the ground. Wencai was waiting to finish him off when he heard Jin Zhaoli yell, "Brother, why did you kill my brother?"

Jin Zhaoli squatted on the ground, hugging the assassin and crying in despair.

His throat was cut, he definitely won't survive.

"It turns out to be my elder brother-in-law. Why don't you come in and sit down? You are playing with knives with your younger brother-in-law as soon as you see the door."

Wencai said as he used the healing technique.

Taoism 6 points, add 6 life each time.

He cast the healing spell twenty times, spending nearly two hundred mana points, and brought the dying assassin back to life.

The assassin stood up and touched his throat. He found that there was not even a scar. He said to Wencai with a look of astonishment: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Let's go inside and talk first."

Wencai supported his brother-in-law and walked into the house.

The brother-in-law wanted to pick up the knife on the ground, but Wencai raised his hand and used his Crane Controlling Skill to suck the knife over and it landed in the brother-in-law's hands.

With a knife in his hand, the brother-in-law became braver, but when he thought about the godly and devilish methods of the man in front of him.

Not to mention a knife, even a gun might not be able to hurt this person.

I helped my brother-in-law to sit on the sofa and asked the servant to make him a cup of strong sugar milk tea.

I just cut my brother-in-law's throat. He's saved, but the blood he lost can't be replenished. He needs to drink some sugar water to replenish his blood first.

"Who says it first?"

Wencai took out a big red apple, produced a Zhang Xiaoquan flying knife, and began to peel the apple.

Jin Zhaoli raised her hand. Wencai had trained her not to speak carelessly and she had to raise her hand to speak.

"Okay, you go ahead."

"He is my brother, Jin Zhaoliang, a member of the Qing Gang. I don't know why my brother wants to kill you."

"Qing Gang disciple, who is Jin Yaju to you?"

Jin Zhaoliang drank a few sips of the extremely sweet milk tea and calmed down, but he still didn't say a word, like a piece of wood.

Just now, Wencai used wasp venom and itching powder, but Jin Zhaoliang didn't give in. He knew that this man was a tough guy.

"You won't tell me, right? I'll sell your sister to a brothel later."

Wencai hugged Jin Zhaoli, smiled wickedly, and pinched Jin Zhaoli's fair and tender face.

Jin Zhaoli was caught off guard and was suddenly pinched on the face by Wencai. She couldn't help but scream.

"It's none of Lili's business. Jin Yaju is my hall master."

"Did he send you to kill me?"

"No, I'm here to avenge Lili. You took Lili away from me, and I want your life."

"Brother, I'm fine. The young master is very good to me. He just wants to scare you. He won't sell me out. And he never forced me. I sold myself to him voluntarily."

Jin Zhaoli's eyes were red and she spoke to Jin Zhaoliang with tears in her eyes.

"Why would you do that? Didn't I take the money home?"

"Mom lost 400 yuan, and you were hospitalized at that time, which cost more than 100 yuan. With so much money, I could only bet it to Mr. Huang of the Dali Casino. Fortunately, the young master saved me later, and then... and then... Anyway, this is what it is now."

"How can you accept that this man can be my father? And what about Master Sheng? He's a bank boss, why don't you ask him for a loan?"

"I went there, and Master Sheng said he wanted to ask his father for money, but he didn't get it. Later he said he wanted to sell his paintings to raise money, but no one bought his paintings."

Wencai listened quietly at the side.

What Mr. Sheng, what bank tycoon, he is probably the male protagonist of the story.

However, Wencai has not seen this drama starring Jin Zhaoli, so he doesn’t know which drama she is the heroine in.

Anyway, no matter who the male or female protagonist is, since he got the first spot, the literary talent belongs to him.

Besides, Xu Wencai is also the male protagonist of Mr. Zombie.

After Jin Zhaoli's explanation, Jin Zhaoliang felt relieved.

My sister was not sold to Wencai, but to Huang Hai. Later, this man won her back from Huang Hai.

This man treated his sister very well, providing her with good food and drink. It was said that he even let his mother receive 100 yuan a day for gambling.

If you lose, you’ve wasted your game. If you win, your 100-yuan capital will be deducted and the rest can be taken away.

Jin Mu gambles every day. When she is lucky, she can win fifty or sixty dollars, but nine times out of ten she loses.

Even so, she can still win a few hundred dollars a month.

A few hundred yuan is not a small amount. Jin Zhaoliang is in the Green Gang. Even if he risks his life for a month, he still can't get back dozens of yuan.

In short, except for the younger sister Jin Zhaoli, no one in the Jin family suffered any loss.

"It's all my fault. I went to the sanatorium for a month, but I didn't expect so many things to happen."

In fact, Jin Zhaoliang spent more than 100 yuan on recuperation, and he asked Jin's mother curiously at that time.

Jin's mother said that she had won a lot of money, but she didn't expect that it was her sister who sold herself for his treatment.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he heard that Mr. Xu, the boss of Sihai Casino, forced his sister Jin Zhaoli to be his concubine and made her his mistress. In anger, he came to assassinate Wencai.

"Lili, come home with me."

After figuring out everything, Jin Zhaoliang asked his sister to go home with him.

"I'm not going back. I'm the young master's wife. It's nice here too. You can go back. I'll go home to see you and mom tomorrow. And here's two hundred dollars. Take it."

Jin Zhaoli took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into her brother's hand.

Ever since she followed Wencai, Wencai would give her a thousand coins as pocket money every month.

Jin Zhaoliang is also an ambitious man. How could he take his sister's money, especially since the money was earned by her serving the old man?

After looking at the money, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Wencai stopped Jin Zhaoliang from leaving and spoke loudly.

"What do you want?"

Even though you knew that Wencai was invincible, Jin Zhaoliang still stood up and glared at Wencai.

"Would you be willing to gamble? Would you be interested in doing something for me?"