Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

In the drizzle, the sky gradually brightened, and the two sides fought fiercely. In terms of individual combat quality, the disciples of Xiao Erduo were definitely stronger.

But they couldn't stand up to the overwhelming numbers of the other party, so after just a few minutes, Xiao Erduo's side fell into a disadvantage.

Little Ear's wrestling requires close combat, but Lampshade swings the axe in a circular motion, making it impossible for you to get close.

An apprentice with small ears gritted his teeth and chopped desperately, but was repeatedly beaten back by the axes of the three men in black. He took two steps back, tripped, and fell on his back.

He glanced in surprise and saw a masked man in the corner blinking at him.

Three men in black swung their axes and attacked him.

Dabao sighed. He wasn’t even allowed to watch the fun?

There were three muffled "bang bang bang" sounds, and the three men in black flew up into the air and fell to the ground, and the axes in their hands also flew out.

A man in black jumped up and chopped Lian Hu's head with an axe from behind. Lian Hu was completely unaware and was knocking another man in black down with a stick. Little Ear turned around and saw it, and screamed in fear, but it was too late to save him.

At this time, Dabao kicked an axe on the ground. The man in black swung his arm, but suddenly his neck hurt and all his strength disappeared. He turned his head and saw only an axe handle. He roared and fell to the ground.

Little Ear breathed a sigh of relief, but heard a gust of wind breaking through the rain and rushing towards him. Little Ear dodged to the side, grabbed the lampshade, and gave him a big back hip.

The lampshade was also a man, and it fell without making a sound. At this time, everyone stopped and stared at the corner of the wall.

Dabao walked out from the corner and pulled the little-eared apprentice who was sitting on the ground. He pulled off the towel covering his face, took a deep breath of fresh air, and wiped his hands with the towel.

"Lampshade, huh? I'm a little confused. Why didn't those scumbags in the Firearms Battalion give you up? Why did they let you go out and commit murder and injury?"

Lampshade turned over and stood up. He couldn't help grinning. Little Ear's blow was really powerful and almost made him fall and gasp. He gripped the axe tightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Dabao ignored him.

Lampshade turned around and sneered at Little Ear: "Little Ear, you are really that great! You even set up an ambush? But with just one person like him, he can't do much."

Little Ear was also surprised. He cupped his hands and said, "Sir, thank you for saving my brother's life. It's not convenient now. I'll report back later after this matter is settled."

Dabao rolled his eyes. This little ear was not annoying at all. He looked at the sky. It was already dawn. Come on, stop wasting time and get to work!

Dabao shouted and rushed into the black-clad crowd. He turned around and shook his hand, and the big man was thrown to the ground, unable to get up again.

Little Ear, who was well-informed, could not help but exclaim softly, "What a handsome horse-drawn carriage!"

Dabao's Kung Fu against these men in black was just like an adult beating a child. He did not use Bajiquan, but the Twelve-Way Tan Leg.

I saw the shadows of legs flying, and the people under the lampshade were thrown to the ground.

Little Ear was a martial arts fanatic. His eyes widened as he muttered to himself, "Upper shoulders for defense, lower hips for attack. The Twelve-Way Tan Leg, emphasizing both offense and defense, truly lives up to its reputation."

In less than ten minutes, Dengzhao's group had all fallen down, groaning on the ground. Only Dengzhao was left staring at Dabao in amazement. He grinned and said, "Fuck! If he had known that Xiaoerduo had such a master as his backer, he would never have come."

Dabao put one hand behind his back and waved the other hand towards the lampshade: "You, come here!"

Dengzhao ran away when he saw the situation was not good. Dabao reached out and pulled up his clothes, took out a gun and pointed it at Dengzhao.

"You can try it. Are you faster? Or is my bullet faster?"

Dengzhao paused, and slowly turned his head, only to see Dabao holding a pistol with the muzzle pointed at him.

Dengzhao turned around and sneered at Xiaoerduo: "Lian Cuihua, you have a woman's name, and you act like a woman too? The rules of the underworld are to fight for territory, and death and injury are left to fate. You killed me, which is my lack of martial arts skills, but your people used guns? Isn't this too unruly of the underworld rules?"

Xiao Erduo put his hands in his pockets and shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know this gentleman either."

Dengzhao was stunned. He looked up at Dabao and bowed: "Sir, shall we discuss this?"

Dabao pointed his gun at him and said, "What the hell are you talking about? I'm not a gangster. You, kneel down and put your hands on your head."

Dengzhao was furious: "I have knelt before the Japanese and before the Military Control Commission. I have sworn that I will never kneel before anyone again..."

"Pah!" A bullet pierced through the rain and fog, hitting the axe in Lampshade's hand. Lampshade could no longer hold it, and the axe spun out, hitting the leg of a man in black. The man burst into tears. This was such bad luck...

Dengzhao fell to his knees with a thud, his hands raised high: "Sir, I was wrong, please don't shoot."

Little Ear was stunned. He really didn't expect Lampshade to be so cowardly.

Xiao Erduo looked at Dabao with a complicated expression. Dabao still pointed the gun at the lampshade, but said to Xiao Erduo,

"Don't look at me with that resentful look. I just think that compared to Lampshade, you're a pretty good person. Okay, your people should withdraw quickly. The police are coming soon. You don't want to go to the police station, do you?"

Little Ear bowed and said, "Sir, you are so kind, but I can't let you take the blame today. Go on your way. I will take the blame today. I guarantee you won't be in any trouble."

Dabao turned his head and looked at Xiaoerduo. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dengzhao rolled over and ran away. Dabao didn't even look at him. He fired two shots and broke Dengzhao's legs.

Now those who wanted to run away dared not move.

"Let's go. I'll come find you tomorrow." Dabao waved to Xiaoerduo.

Little Ear hesitated for a moment. He really couldn't figure out Dabao's intentions, so he could only bow and say, "Young Master, this incident has caused quite a stir today. We definitely won't be able to open the morning market tomorrow. So, if you can get away, I'll treat you to a drink at Donglaishun at 5 o'clock this evening."

"Okay, I'll be there."

As soon as the Little Ears' men withdrew, the people from Tianqiao Police Station arrived. In Beijing, as soon as gunshots are heard, the police must rush to the scene as quickly as possible. This is an iron rule, and no one is allowed to shirk or delay.

The deputy director of the police station rushed to the scene with his men, but was shocked to see that the ground was full of people. Dabao did not show mercy. There were no good people among these gangsters, and their death was not a pity.

The deputy director's surname was Gong. When he saw Dabao holding a gun, he didn't know who Dabao was and Dabao was not wearing a uniform. Deputy Director Gong quickly took out his gun and pointed it at Dabao.

"Put down your guns! We are the police."

Dabao took out his work ID from his jacket pocket and threw it to him, then put the gun away.

Deputy Director Gong opened it and took a closer look, then compared it with Dabao's face before handing the work permit back with both hands.

"Section Chief Qin, what's going on?"

Dabao's work ID card has never been changed, and the title printed on it is still the deputy chief of the Security Section of the Municipal Bureau.

Even though he was a deputy section chief, Deputy Director Gong did not dare to neglect him. After all, the section chief of the municipal bureau was more prestigious.

Dabao looked around at everyone and pointed at the lampshade: "Robbery, assault, prostitution, gambling, these people have done it."

"Huh?" Lao Gong's mouth was twisted into a grin: "What's going on? So many people? One, two, three... Twenty-nine people with axes fighting for you?"

"Yeah!" Dabao nodded vigorously.

"Oh my God?" Lao Gong's brain is so confused that it really tests his IQ. Am I stupid?

"Oh, don't ask so many questions. Just send someone to take them to the Municipal Bureau and hand them over to the Criminal Investigation Department. Just say I ordered it."

"Hey, what about their injuries?"

"He's not dead, so I'll go to the city police station and let the trainee forensic doctor practice his skills."

"Ah? Please save me, sir. I have money and I can pay for my own treatment." Dengzhao was so scared that he almost peed himself when he heard it, and he started shouting and howling.

"Look," Dabao winked at Deputy Director Gong, "It's fine if you pay for your own treatment. Our comrades in the police station can't refuse. We are serving the people."

Deputy Director Gong immediately understood. This was good. The police station had a fund for this month. He immediately became energetic.

"I'm leaving..." Dabao waved his hand.

"Section Chief Qin? Where are you going?"

"Eat! Breakfast!!" Dabao looked at the drizzling rain and walked away with his hands behind his back...