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System notification: You publicly punished Yan Rong, the commander of Liu Yaozu's Thousand Hands Squad. Your title promotion punishment mission is complete.

The system notifies you that you have punished Yan Rong and have gained 20 system energy and 200 hours of life.

No way? That's it? A final boss, and it doesn't even give attribute points? Not even a single orb?

Even if it's a boss in a title promotion penalty quest, they shouldn't be this stingy, right?

Just as Lin Zhihao was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the walking stick lying quietly on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Recalling the humiliating experience of being severely injured and vomiting blood by its attack, he couldn't help but wonder, "How can this seemingly ordinary thing have such power? Could it be a secret weapon of a con artist?"

With this suspicion in mind, he strode forward, bent down and picked up the cane. It was very light in his hand, as if it held some hidden secret.

Without lingering, he gripped his cane, turned, and rushed towards the car disguised as a taxi on the side of the street. He opened the door, quickly climbed in, and, under the horrified and astonished gazes of the passersby, slammed on the gas pedal, and the car sped away.

After speeding along, Lin Zhihao found a secluded corner and used his skills to restore the car to its original appearance, turning it back into its original form.

After making his own adjustments, he remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, and slowly drove back to the building where the incident occurred. Once parked, he unhurriedly picked up a bag of fruit he had prepared beforehand and got out of the car with an air of nonchalance.

At this time, the area downstairs was completely surrounded by people, and two patrolling police officers were trying their best to maintain order, disperse the onlookers, and set up a cordon.

Lin Zhihao straightened his clothes, a perfectly measured look of confusion on his face. He stepped forward, patted one of the constables on the shoulder, and asked softly, "Brother, why is there such a commotion here? What happened? Did someone die?"

These two constables were responsible for the daily patrol of this area and were familiar with Lin Zhihao, the captain of the serious crime squad. When they saw him appear, they quickly put away their serious expressions, greeted him with smiles, and began to tell him what had happened.

Lin Zhihao listened and nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd. When he spotted the trembling, ashen-faced real estate agent, he stepped forward and said in a gentle voice, "I am Lin Zhihao. You are the one who was supposed to come and see the house."

The real estate agent was already terrified and at a loss. When Lin Zhihao asked, he nodded repeatedly like he was banging his head on a leash, and protested in a tearful voice: "Captain Lin, this really has nothing to do with me!"

The guy lying on the ground was supposed to be buying a house, so I brought him over, only to find you weren't home when we got downstairs.

Who would have thought that a thug would suddenly appear, draw his knife without a word, kill someone, and then disappear in the blink of an eye? I almost got caught in the crossfire too!

Lin Zhihao looked concerned and comforted the real estate agent with a few words. Then he turned to the constable, spread his hands, and said helplessly, "I just went out to buy some fruit. I didn't expect to miss the house viewing and run into this annoying thing."

After saying this, seeing that the situation had gradually stabilized and that there were procedures and people in charge of the follow-up handling, he stopped interfering and, after giving a few instructions, turned and leisurely left, disappearing into the streets and alleys.

System notification: You have punished all members of Liu Yaozu's Thousand Hands Group in the "Thirty-Six Stratagems: Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun" storyline. Your Punisher title quest is complete, and your title is Pioneer Punisher. You have unlocked the fourth attribute, Agility. You have gained 20 random attribute points. Please check your attributes promptly.

Lin Zhihao returned home and activated his attributes.

Pioneer Punisher: Cheng Yi

System energy: 521

Title: Half-human, half-ghost, invincible marksman; Police and civilians as one family

Characters: The fat monk and the ruthless bandit Gao Shan

Strength: 20+10

Physique: 20+10

Agility: 15+10

Spirit: 19+10

Life expectancy: 6245 hours (Disease: Brain cancer, which begins to develop when life expectancy is 60 hours).

The quest to unlock the Senior Punisher title requires all three Punisher attributes to reach 30 points.

The system notifies you that you have acquired a piece of equipment: the Millennium Peach Wood Staff.

Thousand-Year Peach Wood Staff: This is a thousand-year-old peach wood core that Yan Rong obtained by chance overseas, which he crafted into a staff. It has very little weight, but when it strikes a target, it can unleash extremely powerful destructive force, being extremely yang and suppressing yin and evil.

Millennium Peach Wood Staff: Dark blue, physical attack 50-150, magic attack 100-300.

Suppresses Evil: Subdues all evil creatures and increases damage by 50%.

The system notifies you that you have obtained your first piece of equipment and activated the equipment panel.

Lin Zhihao found a quiet corner, held his breath, and focused his consciousness into his body. In an instant, the system interface emitting a faint light appeared before his eyes.

He glanced around eagerly, and sure enough, next to the familiar attribute panel, a brand new equipment panel had quietly appeared, its shimmering light seemingly beckoning him to open it and take a look.

Lin Zhihao's curiosity surged. With a light tap of his mind, the equipment panel "whooshed" open, revealing a humanoid silhouette surrounded by numerous blank equipment slots, like a mysterious treasure chest waiting to be filled, exuding an unknown attraction.

His gaze was instantly drawn to the equipment slot on his right, where an icon of a cane floated silently, ancient and mysterious.

Lin Zhihao was filled with excitement. With a slight thought, a miraculous thing happened. The cane that had only appeared in the virtual panel seemed to cross the boundary between reality and illusion and appeared in his right hand with a "whoosh". It was slightly cool to the touch, and the wood texture was clear and tangible. There seemed to be a mysterious power flowing on it.

He tried to concentrate his mind again, and the next second, the cane disappeared quietly from his palm like a wisp of smoke, returning to the virtual panel without a trace, as if in a dream.

After examining it for a while, Lin Zhihao smiled wryly, both amazed and impressed: "This old guy has been hiding it well. No wonder it was so troublesome. It turns out he has such a powerful treasure. He deserves the title of the ultimate boss."

But in an instant, he frowned, full of doubt, and pondered to himself: "Logically speaking, I had previously obtained a pistol by chance, as well as that sharp and handy cleaver, which had been quite useful in the battles of the martial world. Why weren't they counted as equipment by the system and included in this panel?"

After much thought, he still couldn't figure it out, so he stared at the system panel with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

As the afternoon sunlight softened, Yongshan finished her busy day and stepped into her home with slightly tired steps.

Lin Zhihao hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to her about the shocking murder case downstairs.

Yongshan's already fair face instantly lost all color. Her eyes widened in terror, her small mouth slightly agape, unable to utter a word for a long time. She stood there frozen, as if her soul had been taken away.

Seeing this, Lin Zhihao felt heartbroken and quickly reached out to gently pull her into his arms. He patted her back and comforted her with gentle words for a while until Yongshan's emotions calmed down a little.

After Yongshan came to her senses, she raised her hand to tidy her hair at her temples, as if she remembered something, and said to Lin Zhihao, "Tonight, a colleague at the company is getting married and invited me to the wedding banquet. Why don't you come with me?"

Lin Zhihao looked at her, a gentle smile appearing on his lips, and readily agreed.

As dusk settled, Lin Zhihao and Yongshan, dressed in appropriate attire, followed the address on the invitation to a brightly decorated restaurant.

Crimson lanterns hung high, and the gilded "囍" (double happiness) character shone brightly under the lights, creating a festive atmosphere.

As soon as the two stepped into the restaurant lobby, the groom, as if sensing their presence, greeted them with a broad smile. The groom was dressed in a sharp suit, wearing a festive red tie, his hair was neatly combed, and his eyes shone with enthusiasm.

He strode up to Lin Zhihao, grasped Lin Zhihao's hands tightly, shook them vigorously, and smiled even more broadly: "Brother Hao, we've been waiting for you and your wife! It's all my fault, I'm afraid the hospitality was inadequate. Your presence has truly made this wedding banquet a great honor!"

Lin Zhihao was a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm. Although he had never met the groom before, he felt he should not be impolite since the groom was his wife's colleague.

He calmly took out a red envelope he had prepared beforehand from his pocket, solemnly stuffed a wad of banknotes into it in front of everyone, carefully sealed it, and handed it to the groom.

The thick red envelope, brimming with sincerity, caught the groom's eye. He glanced at the amount "2288," and his smile grew even brighter, his face full of gratitude and joy. He quickly stepped aside, raised his hand, and gestured for the couple to enter, personally leading them through the bustling crowd to their table with their company colleagues. He even thoughtfully pulled out chairs for them and introduced everyone to each other before turning to greet the other guests.

Seeing that Yongshan was chatting enthusiastically with her colleagues, Lin Zhihao strolled away from his seat and wandered around.

Upon arriving at a certain place, he saw a large crowd of people, and the noise was deafening. Driven by curiosity, he squeezed through the layers of people and made his way to the large table that was surrounded by a huge crowd.

Upon closer inspection, wow, it turned out to be a group of people gambling enthusiastically. Cards were flying around on the table, and banknotes in the middle were interwoven into a colorful tapestry of gold and purple, amidst shouts, laughter, and curses.

Lin Zhihao's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on the person in charge of the betting. Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but feel a chill, thinking to himself, "Isn't this He Yong from Dongxing?"

The man looked arrogant and sinister, with a cold and ruthless expression. A faint, proud smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and his every move exuded a unique aura, exactly like the image in movies and TV shows that I remembered.

Lin Zhihao subconsciously looked around. The restaurant's carved beams and painted rafters remained unchanged, and guests came and went as usual. But this scene filled him with suspicion: "Could it be that I've accidentally stumbled into a scene from a gangster movie?"

With this thought in mind, he felt both curious and wary. His hands unconsciously reached into his pockets, his fingertips touching the banknotes. On a whim, he pulled out a few bills, waved them, and joined the gambling game with a smile on his face.

After several rounds, Lin Zhihao appeared to be completely focused on the card game, but in reality, he kept a close eye on the actions of the player suspected to be "He Yong from Dongxing".

Unconsciously, he noticed that the way people addressed him was quite different; instead of the expected "Brother Yong," he heard repeated calls of "Ye Sir."

Lin Zhihao frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "Strange, if this person is really He Yong from Tung Sing, when did he become a constable? There's no such plot in Young and Dangerous."

His mind raced, piecing together fragments of memory. Suddenly, a thought struck him: "Wait a minute, he really did play a constable in Stephen Chow's 'Fight Back to School'! Could this scene be a reference to the plot of that movie?"

Thinking of this, Lin Zhihao became even more alert, his hands never stopping as he secretly observed every detail around him, trying to find out the "mysterious plot" he was in from the slightest clues.

While Lin Zhihao was lost in his own thoughts, pondering which movie or TV show this was, the situation at the card table did not stop at all despite his distraction.

He followed along with the cards and bets in a daze, and by the time he came to his senses, he had already lost more than a thousand yuan like water.

The rules of this game of shooting at the dragon gate are actually quite simple and clear.

At the start of the game, each person is dealt two cards, and then a third card is dealt. The winner is determined by the number of the third card.

If the number falls exactly in the middle of the first two cards, you win and can double your bet. But if the number is outside the two cards, you lose and your bet goes down the drain. If it happens to overlap with the numbers of the two cards, it's a losing streak and you lose even more, having to pay out double your bet.

Lin Zhihao was feeling frustrated with his bad luck and distracted state when Yongshan walked over unnoticed.

She frowned slightly, her face showing displeasure. Without saying a word, she reached out and grabbed Lin Zhihao's arm, pulling him backward forcefully.

When they reached a less crowded area, Yongshan stood there with her arms crossed, pouting, looking exactly like a wronged but pretending-to-be-angry young wife.

Seeing this, Lin Zhihao quickly withdrew from the game, his face full of a fawning smile, and hurriedly said, "Wife, I'll be good, I won't play anymore, I'll stop now."

Yongshan rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and said reproachfully, "You men, I really can't let my guard down for a moment."

If you relax even slightly, you might cause some trouble or do something outrageous.

"Look at those men over there, all so well-behaved. Some are chatting leisurely, others are eating quietly. Unlike you, you're completely absorbed in gambling, losing money without even realizing it."

Lin Zhihao felt a little embarrassed after hearing his wife's scolding, but he still subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction she pointed.

Upon looking, I was slightly taken aback. I saw two men sitting not far away, eating with their backs to me.

One young man stood out. He was holding a fork in one hand, twirling spaghetti and stuffing it into his mouth, while in the other hand he held up a cup, occasionally taking a sip of orange juice. His eating manners were not exactly elegant, but they had a familiar feel to them.

Lin Zhihao took a closer look and was secretly delighted: "Hey, isn't this the Bone-Melting Dragon!"

Lin Zhihao quickly turned around and said to Yongshan, "Honey, I just saw someone I know. I'll go say a few words and then come right back, okay?"

Yongshan frowned and said worriedly, "Chatting is fine, but you're not allowed to gamble anymore. If I find out again, I won't let you off so easily."

Lin Zhihao nodded hurriedly and replied sincerely, "Don't worry, wife, I promise I won't gamble anymore." After saying that, he walked quickly towards the direction where the Bone-Melting Dragon was.

Filled with curiosity and doubt, Lin Zhihao hurried toward the table where Huagulong was sitting.

When he got closer, he didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down in one gulp, making the table shake.