Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Money really makes the world go round. The desire for money has long left fear behind. Many people were jumping from the balconies around. Of course, they were only jumping from the second floor. No one dared to jump from the third floor.

Dabao said this coldly, his voice directly reaching everyone's ears.

"Tornado, Xiang Yicheng, there are only three minutes left. You can pretend to be dead. Today I will turn your pretend death into real death. Please stay tuned!"

The Miao Dao in his hand began to spin again, and a blood mist filled the sky, mixing with the rain. Countless figures fell and fell, never to return again...

……

In an old room on the top floor, an old man in his fifties slowly sat up from his rocking chair and called out softly,

"The true energy gathers into a line, hehe, Grandmaster? Agu!"

The door opened and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit walked in quickly, bowed and called out.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"Let Xiaojiu out and test the Grandmaster's power. Tell Xiaojiu that if he kills these two men, I will return his father to him."

"Master, once Lin Jiu is released, I'm afraid we won't be able to control him."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"Master, who can resist? Is it me, Xiang Yicheng, or him, Tornado? If it weren't for this little bit of fame, I would have sent the Taiwanese people away long ago. How could this Ah Ming, for a little bit of arms business, provoke such a capable person?

Go ahead, maybe today will be the day I die, so it doesn’t matter whether I can control Lin Jiu or not…”

"Yes! Master."

……

Deep in the fortress, Tornado, a man with white hair, suddenly threw off his quilt and jumped up. His body was muscular and covered with scars. Although his hair was white, his face still looked like that of a young man.

He didn't care about the three women sleeping on the bed. He put on his clothes and opened the door. There were four guys dressed as Japanese ninjas standing in two rows at the door. When they saw Tornado coming out, they quickly fell to the ground and called out "Master".

Tornado waved his hand.

"Let's go! Let's go see what kind of person dares to shamelessly claim Tornado's life?"

In the small square on the first floor of Kowloon Walled City, Dabao made a knife flower with the tip of the knife pointing diagonally to the ground. A string of blood beads rolled down the tip of the knife to the ground. He glanced at his watch and said coldly.

"The time has come, Tornado, Xiang Yicheng, you two are going to die!"

In the pile of corpses, Prince Ming's head was already deflated. This must have been caused by Lian Hu's punch. Even Dabao didn't have such great power.

Feng Yiming had already fled. She was completely frightened by Dabao and Lianhu's tactics...

There were already more than a hundred bodies in the square, and countless seriously injured people. This had never happened in Kowloon Walled City before. The residents hid in their houses and never dared to come out again.

Dabao shook his hands. If the roads in the walled city had not been too complicated, he would have knocked on the door long ago. Although he had figured out the topography of Kowloon Walled City by his consciousness, it was interconnected, the houses were built crookedly, and there was garbage everywhere. He didn't know what he was stepping on when he stepped on it.

Although Dabao is not a person with special obsession with cleanliness, he is still scared by such a dirty place.

Suddenly, there was a rattling sound of iron chains, and a disheveled man slowly walked down the stairs. His body was covered with iron chains. Upon closer inspection, even his two scapulae were pierced by the chains. Even so, he still walked steadily.

A dull sound, like rolling thunder, exploded in people's ears.

"Lin Jiu, the direct disciple of Su Can, one of the Ten Tigers of Lingnan, has come to learn from you, Your Excellency!"

"Who is this? Is this Su Qier's disciple? Didn't he die at the hands of the Japanese? Why is he here?"

An old man blurted out a loud cry, then he hid back in the house.

"Su Can? Su Qi'er? The one played by Jackie Chan who can do drunken boxing?"

Dabao looked at Lin Jiu in surprise as he walked down step by step. He was at the Grandmaster level, but unfortunately his scapulae were pierced, so his true energy could not flow through his body, and he could only use half of his skills.

Dabao never thought that the master or grand master was invincible. No martial arts could compare to guns and cannons. He always relied on the two plug-ins of space and consciousness. Kung Fu was just auxiliary to him.

So he was not surprised by Lin Jiu's current behavior. With several guns pointed at his head, let alone being covered with chains, he would have to dance even if a master was asked to do so.

Lin Jiu's hair was very long and messy, and his face looked as if it had never been washed. The only thing that could be seen clearly was his eyes.

In the corridor on the third floor, Xiang Yicheng's housekeeper Agu looked at Lin Jiu below and said contemptuously.

"Lin Jiu, the reason why the master spared your life is because I was impressed by your Kung Fu. Today I will give you a chance. As long as you can kill the two men in front of you, the master will not only let you go, but also return your father to you. You can do whatever you want."

Agu turned around and was about to leave, but almost bumped into someone. When he looked carefully, he was scared. Dabao was standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"You! When did you come up here?"

Dabao chuckled.

"You're just a piece of shit! You still want to use me as a pawn? That's all Xiang Yicheng can do!"

He grabbed Agu's collar and jumped from the third floor to the yard, throwing Agu at Lin Jiu's feet.

"I'm talking to that dirty devil. Master, I'm not afraid of you. I just want to kill people openly and honestly. I won't let those cunning and treacherous people use me as a tool. Didn't this dog say he wanted to return your father to you? Break every bone in his body, and see if he'll tell you where your father is."

Although Lin Jiu had been imprisoned for more than ten years, his mind was still very clear. He grabbed Agu and asked as he got closer.

"Tell me, where is my father? If you don't tell me, I will break all the bones in your body just like he said. How about that? Think about it yourself."

Agu was a bachelor, and he knew that what a man like him said was as sure as a rock, that even if he broke all the bones in his body, not a single one would be left healthy.

Rather than suffering like that, it’s better to just say it directly. It’s not a big deal anyway.

"I said, your father, Lin Qiaoshan, died a long time ago. Half a month before you were locked up, the master invited him to drink one night, poisoned the wine, killed him, and then sank him into the sea. Now no one can find him."

Lin Jiu had long anticipated his father's death. He gave a bitter smile and touched the two bullet holes on his body. He suddenly exhaled, and the iron chains on his body were shattered, leaving only the two iron chains in his scapula.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed the iron chain with both hands. The chain was covered with rust, and it was obvious that it was very old. He gritted his teeth and pulled the chain out of his body bit by bit, and threw it to the ground with a clang.

Dabao looked at the bloody iron chain and tutted his tongue twice. What a ruthless person...