Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Xu Kun said through gritted teeth.

"Damn it! Only one person? This must be the legendary soldier king in the army. How could the master offend such a powerful person? Never mind, you all know how the master treats us normally.

In our line of work, we take money from people and help them avoid disasters. Moreover, the master treats us well and well. It's time for us to repay the master with our lives!

Quick! Speed ​​up and catch up with this guy and kill him! "

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slightly hoarse voice.

"I really gave you guys a chance, but you still want to kill me? You guys should die first!"

Three crisp gunshots rang out, and Xu Kun and the other two were shot in the head. Then Dabao appeared after going out. He coughed twice, and his throat was hoarse from being choked by the gunpowder.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the gunshots were becoming less and less frequent, and finally could no longer be heard.

Fu Laorong sat in the living room, counting the beads with his eyes closed and chanting the Great Compassion Mantra over and over again. Guo Yingnan was covered in cold sweat, and the rain was blown in by the cold wind. He shivered.

Even though we are in the tropics, the weather in early October can still be a bit chilly at night, especially when it rains.

Suddenly, a voice came over.

"This letter arrived at a perfect time. Heaven aided Huang Zhong in his mission. The three armies standing at the camp gate called... First drum, battle meal prepared; second drum, draw the battle robes; third drum, draw the swords; fourth drum, surrender the troops..."

The Tan school's Xipi Liushui was sung with clear pronunciation and rich intonation. Following the sound, Dabao walked in with rain dripping from his body. He carried a long spear on his shoulder and looked very comfortable.

As soon as he entered the living room, he bowed deeply to Guo Yingnan and Ye Han.

"Thank you for your hard work, my two brothers. I will hold a banquet tomorrow to express my gratitude to you two brothers."

Guo Yingnan and Ye Han couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Dabao had no injuries on his body.

Guo Yingnan looked back at Fu Laorong and saw that Fu Laorong's eyes were still closed, but his hands holding the rosary had turned pale, which showed how much strength he was using.

Dabao smiled slightly and said to Fu Laorong.

"Fu Laorong, all this is because of your greed. I didn't intend to kill you, but you and your son teamed up and tried to take my things. You are so greedy. If I don't kill you, who will die?"

Fu Laorong slowly opened his eyes and was about to speak when Dabao sneered and suddenly fired the AK47 in his hand. In just a moment, Fu Laorong was hit by more than ten bullets.

Fu Laorong looked at the smoking bullet hole on his chest and could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened and his body slid off the chair.

A generation of gambling king ended up being shot to death. This is the world of martial arts.

Dabao picked up the gun and murmured,

"Have I changed history again? Fu Laorong was supposed to be shot to death next year, and I suspect it was the He family who did it. I didn't expect him to die at my hands this year. It seems that history now is completely different from that of my previous life."

Ye Han sighed and stood up. He wanted to ask Dabao for mercy on behalf of Fu Laorong, but before he could open his mouth, Dabao's gun had already been fired, saving Ye Han from embarrassment.

It was almost midnight, and only Dabao, Guo Yingnan and Ye Han were left in the Fu family mansion. After being knocked unconscious by Dabao, those police officers would not wake up until at least tomorrow morning.

At this time, the Fu family mansion was filled with dead bodies, and it had become a haunted house. From that night on, no one lived in the Fu family anymore. Countless ghost stories spread for hundreds of years, and later it became a holy place for shooting ghost movies.

Ye Han looked at Guo Yingnan. He felt a little secretly happy about Fu Laorong's death. Fu Laorong was narrow-minded and intolerant. Even though Ye Han was his nephew, he was suppressed everywhere by him in Haojiang.

Now that Fu Laorong is dead, he feels much more relieved.

After all, Guo Yingnan is from Hong Kong, and all his industries are in Hong Kong. Haojiang is just a transit station for him to transport supplies to the mainland. If it is gone, the worst that can happen is that he can just change the dock.

But once Fu Laorong died, if the gambling license was taken away as Dabao said, he would have a firm foothold in Haojing and his position in the gang would be unshakable.

"Brother, now that Fu Laorong is dead, he still has many disciples and grandchildren. You must be careful of them avenging Fu Laorong. Moreover, just now, when you were not here, the housekeeper took Fu Nianzu away. These are all hidden dangers."

It's rare for Guo Yingnan to be serious, and what he says makes a lot of sense.

Ye Han nodded.

"Anan is right. In Haojiang, where there are interests, there are favors. I'm afraid no one will agree with you holding a gambling license."

Dabao laughed.

"I'm very busy and dare not delay in this small place. Besides, Brother Ye, you are right. After all, Fu Laorong is deeply rooted here. Everyone knows that I killed him. If I come forward to get the gambling license, I'm afraid no one will accept it.

So I think I will talk to the Governor and Sir Ho and split the gambling license in two. Half will be managed by Brother Guo and Ye and my agent He Xin, and the other half will belong to the Ho family. I believe that in this way, Haojiang will flourish. "

Although Dabao had said this before, no one took it seriously at the time, except Dabao himself. But now the scene before them told them that what Dabao said was absolutely right.

Ambition was like wild weeds growing wildly in the hearts of Ye Han and Guo Yingnan, filling their entire minds.

"But we don't have that much money."

Dabao said with a smile.

"That's it? It doesn't matter. I'll pay for all the money, and you guys will be in charge of the management. Old Guo and Big Brother Ye will each have 20% of the shares, and He Xin will have 10%.

I won't be responsible for management, I just want 50% of the annual income."

Ye Han and Guo Yingnan were overjoyed. It was like a big pie falling from the sky, hitting them on the head with a bang.

"Old Guo, Brother Ye, you have to go. The police will probably be here soon. It's too much trouble for you to stay here."

Ye Han and Guo Yingnan quickly agreed and drove away. After they left, Dabao clapped his hands in joy. The Fu family had been passed down for a hundred years, so there must be a lot of good things. Now they all became a bargain for Dabao.

Dabao used his consciousness to carefully search the Fu family's old house. Whenever he found something useful, he immediately put it into his space.

He came to the back house and finally found the secret room underground. As soon as he opened the secret room, he was stunned by the good things inside, but what attracted him most was the mountain of cash.

The Fu family has always run a casino, and cash flow is the most important thing to them. Of this, Portuguese and Hong Kong dollars each account for half. Dabao roughly calculated that there are 1.6 billion.

Together with the more than 1.1 billion he won, Dabao took away a total of 2.7 billion from the Fu family. Fu Laorong never dreamed that he had dominated Macau for decades, but died at the hands of an unknown young man, and even his property was passed on to him.

Dabao kept suppressing his laughter as he put all the cash, gold, and antiques into his space. Only then did he smack his lips and leave the secret room...