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His skillful play and decisive betting, accompanied by gasps of surprise from those around him, allowed him to pocket the mountain of over 40,000 yuan on the table.

The constable Ye, who had been so arrogant and confident, suddenly turned a deep purple-red, like a ripe but moldy fruit, turning blackish-green, his cheeks bulging, filled with furious hatred.

He glared fiercely at Ah King, then turned and grabbed a burly man with a fierce face beside him, striding towards the toilet. He slammed the door shut with a loud bang, as if it would shatter the door.

In the cramped space, Constable Ye, panting heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Remember this, that white-haired King next to the Bone-Melting Dragon, see him? After the party, find a chance to drag him in here, and be quick, chop off all his fingers. He dared to win my money, hmph, let him taste his own medicine!" His harsh words echoed through the toilet walls.

Lin Zhihao, with his sharp ears, heard everything clearly. His lips curled up, his smile deepening, and he turned to Huagulong, teasingly saying, "Huagulong, well, you two have really offended this guy. What are you planning to do next?"

King raised an eyebrow, his expression fearless, a hint of unruliness flashing in his eyes. He crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "Since things have come to this, we might as well go all the way and offend them even more."

"Wait a minute, Huagulong and I will find a chance to go in, grab a sack, put it over his head, and beat him senseless. Let's see how he can still jump around then."

Lin Zhihao clapped his hands and laughed heartily, replying, "Great! Then you guys go ahead and do it. I'll keep watch outside and make sure everything goes smoothly."

Without further ado, Hua Gu Long pulled out a sack from some corner, shook it a couple of times, exchanged a nod with Ah King, and the two of them crouched down and took a few steps into the toilet.

In an instant, the sounds of banging and clanging filled the toilet. Fists and kicks, accompanied by strong winds, slammed into flesh with dull thuds, accompanied by the man's pig-like screams of agony, each sound filled with terror and pain, echoing in the cramped space.

Before long, King and Bone Dragon emerged from the toilet, looking perfectly normal and without a trace of panic. Only fine beads of sweat clung to their foreheads, revealing the traces of a fierce battle they had just experienced.

Lin Zhihao understood immediately and gave them a meaningful look from afar. The three of them pretended to be nonchalant and moved discreetly towards the banquet exit with the flow of people. Their steps were unhurried, skillfully avoiding the attention of others, and they successfully escaped this troublesome place.

Reaching a secluded corner, Lin Zhihao smiled slyly and framed Constable Ye for stuffing newspapers into the red envelope to fool the groom.

King and Bone Dragon exchanged a knowing smile, their eyes filled with understanding. They immediately began to make arrangements, deliberately leaving behind some "evidence" to create the illusion of a hasty escape pointing towards the toilet.

Not long after, at the other end of the banquet hall, the arrogant groom led a group of burly, menacing-looking henchmen, rushing towards the restroom as if they were about to trample the place to the ground.

The groom, his face contorted with rage, roared, "Who's the constable?!" His voice echoed through the restroom corridor.

Just as Constable Ye was recovering from his shock, his mind still foggy, he didn't know what had gotten into him, but without thinking, he instinctively shouted, "I am a constable!" This shout was like walking right into a trap.

Upon hearing this, the groom's eyes blazed with fury. He waved his hand and shouted, "Beat him to death!"

The henchmen pounced on him like wolves, swarming him forward. Their fists and kicks, each accompanied by a powerful gust of wind, rained down on Constable Ye, causing him to cry out in pain and cower in the corner, begging for mercy.

After a long while, Constable Ye staggered out of the bathroom with a bruised and swollen face, his mouth crooked and eyes slanted. All his usual arrogance was gone, leaving only a bellyful of resentment.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his lips swollen, and swore indistinctly but viciously, "King, you just wait, I will make you pay for this with your lives!"

He uttered those harsh words, but they drifted away in the wind, losing their initial intimidation and leaving only a pathetic mess.

Lin Zhihao and Yongshan, like two satisfied spectators, returned home in high spirits after watching the dramatic show.

As soon as Lin Zhihao entered the house, without even taking off his coat, he went straight to the phone and skillfully dialed the number of Stanley Ho's God of Gamblers, Killer Xiong.

When the call connected, Lin Zhihao didn't exchange many pleasantries. His voice was steady yet tinged with urgency as he said, "Brother Xiong, I need your help with something. Tomorrow, could you spare some time to go to the supercomputer and help me find out where Ah King's wife, Xiao Fen, and his lame son are. This is crucial for him, and I promise to help."

On the other end of the phone, Killer Xiong's voice boomed as he readily agreed, laughing heartily, "Brother Hao, don't worry, I'll take care of this little thing!"

"It's been a long time since my brother and I have teamed up. After we finish this, why don't we take advantage of this momentum and go back to the inner palace together? That place is quite lucrative these days, and we're guaranteed to make a fortune!" His words were full of excited anticipation.

Lin Zhihao smiled and nodded, "Okay, Xiong-ge, we'll do as you say. Once I'm done with these next few days, we'll head to the Grand Palace again."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhihao sat on the sofa, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, his mind racing.

System, can't you monitor everything in the real world? Why can't you find out about Xiao Fen and her child in the movie world? Why do I have to ask Killer Xiong to ask the supercomputer?

System notification: According to system rules, the system does not have the authority to monitor the world of film and television.

Lin Zhihao thought for a moment and said, "System, if I steal that supercomputer, does that mean I can monitor the entire world in the real world through you, and in the film and television world, I can monitor the film and television world through this supercomputer?"

System notification: Punisher, this supercomputer requires a database connection to collect information before you can use it to query data. However, it cannot monitor the world. Moreover, this supercomputer is extremely large, and the Punisher cannot take it with him.

The system suggests that the Punisher can consume 100 points of system energy to transform this supercomputer into a Punisher-exclusive piece of equipment, allowing it to connect to databases in the real world and the film and television world, providing the Punisher with information and data assistance.

Lin Zhihao's mood immediately brightened, and he couldn't wait to go to Stanley Prison. However, thinking about his mission, he decided to postpone it and wait until the story of this world ended before taking it over.

Lin Zhihao then thought of the most important insider information about gambling in "God of Gamblers 1999" that he possessed. He secretly plotted to cleverly use this information to help Killer Xiong win a fortune in the gambling game, which would also be a good start and help for the next cooperation.

The following morning, Zhong Chuxiong called Lin Zhihao to tell him the results of the supercomputer's search. Lin Zhihao held the note with the address written on it, his eyes sharp and focused like a cheetah locking onto its prey. He then quickly took out his phone, his long, slender fingers expertly dialing Huagulong's number.

After the phone rang a few times, it was answered. A woman's soft yet somewhat languid voice came through the receiver, and Lin Zhihao instantly had a thought—this might be Zhu Yin.

He cleared his throat and said politely and calmly, "Could you please find King?"

Zhu Yin responded, and then Lin Zhihao heard her call out "King Brother" in a slightly coquettish voice, which echoed in the room.

Before long, a uniquely magnetic voice, tinged with a sense of vicissitude, came through the radio waves. Lin Zhihao immediately recognized it as the voice of Ah King, played by Andy Lau.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his tone calm and serious, and said, "King, I have some big news to tell you. I've found your wife, Xiaofen, and your son."

The other end of the phone went silent instantly, as if it had been muted. After several seconds, Ah King's voice came through urgently and tremblingly: "Where are they? Where are they?"

Lin Zhihao could hear the suppressed excitement and panic in her words. He paused, then carefully advised, "King, I hope you can calm down and deal with what I'm about to say. After all, so many years have passed, and things have changed. Xiaofen now... she has a husband."

There was another dead silence on the other end of the line. After a long while, King sighed softly, his voice full of self-blame and regret: "I'm sorry to them, mother and son. I haven't heard from them for so many years, so it's no wonder they've sought refuge elsewhere."

Lin Zhihao frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and continued, "Her current husband is one of your former subordinates, named Xiao Song."

Just as Lin Zhihao finished speaking, a loud bang came from the other end of the phone, as if something heavy had been slammed to the ground, startling Lin Zhihao so much that he almost dropped his phone. After a moment, Ah King's deep voice, seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, rang out again: "Where exactly do they live?"

Lin Zhihao quickly relayed the address in detail. Ah King was silent for a moment, then solemnly said, "Lin sir, I will remember this favor. I will definitely repay you in the future."

After the words were spoken, a long silence fell on both ends of the phone, each with their own complex thoughts. Only the invisible radio waves maintained this intertwined connection of fate.

System notification: You have completed the random task, "Where are the mother and child now?" Help King find Xiao Fen and her child to receive a mysterious reward: 1080-degree whirlwind kick.

1080-Degree Spinning Kick: Originating from the game "Wow! Heroes," this is a legendary Taekwondo technique where the fighter performs a series of 1080-degree spins in mid-air, accurately and swiftly striking five targets consecutively. After system modifications, it comes with three special effects: stun (hitting the torso), knockback (hitting the limbs), and kill (hitting the head), making it fierce, powerful, and unparalleled.

Most incredibly, this incredibly powerful skill doesn't consume system energy or shorten lifespan when used. It's like suddenly acquiring an indestructible yet indestructible divine weapon with no cost to use.

Lin Zhihao's lips unconsciously curled up, a smug smile blooming on his face. In his heart, he was already imagining the heroic scene of using this magical skill to roam the world and be invincible.

No, I should find a place to try it out. I've only ever heard that Taekwondo is all show and no substance, just pretty moves. With that thought, Lin Zhihao went upstairs.

On the rooftop of his own building on the third floor, Lin Zhihao stood agilely, like a cheetah about to rush into battle. His eyes were piercing, revealing determination and courage. He took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly changed as he slowly assumed a fighting stance.

His stance was like a majestic mountain rooted on a rooftop, his feet firmly planted with just the right distance between them, his knees slightly bent, like a spring ready to spring, brimming with boundless explosive power.

Leaning slightly forward, shoulders down, arms clenched into fists, one in front of the other, like a taut bowstring, ready to be released at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought, he silently activated the mysterious and powerful "1080-degree whirlwind kick" in his mind. In an instant, his entire body seemed to be injected with a surging power, like a sleeping lion suddenly awakening.

With a twist of his neck, his head took the lead, as if starting the engine of a precision machine, causing his shoulders to rotate in the same direction. His two solid shoulder blades were faintly visible under his clothes, as flexible and powerful as the flapping of butterfly wings.

Immediately afterwards, the hips seemed to be pulled by an invisible bond, closely following the rhythm of the shoulders, swinging in sync, just like oars in surging waves, propelling the rhythm of the whole body.

The legs, like a dragon brought to life, gradually accumulate power under the drive of the hips, muscles taut, veins bulging, and the right leg, poised to pounce, slowly leaves the ground, drawing a beautiful arc in the air like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

Lin Zhihao spun faster and faster, transforming into a black whirlwind that swept across the rooftop with a whooshing sound.

When he spun to the front of the fighting stance, it was the moment when power and beauty merged to their peak. His right leg was raised high like a pillar supporting the sky, with his toes pointing straight to the clouds. His taut trousers were being torn apart by the strong wind and were making a loud rustling sound.

Almost simultaneously, the left foot also kicked out swiftly in the air, just like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying an indomitable momentum.

Just then, a flock of birds flew leisurely and chattering over the rooftop, unaware of the astonishing power surging below.

Lin Zhihao's kick was like an invisible yet incredibly powerful giant hand, sweeping across the flock of birds.

The birds were instantly thrown into disarray, their feathers flying everywhere, as if they had been caught in a sudden storm. Dozens of birds were swept up by the sharp gust of wind, crying out as they fell to the ground, scattering across the rooftop.

Lin Zhihao, seemingly unaware of the changes around him, was immersed in the perfect release of his own power.

After completing this series of dazzling movements, he descended like a war god from the sky, his feet landing steadily on the rooftop at the same time. The moment his feet touched the rooftop, a deep and powerful thud was heard, and dust rose slightly. He stood upright, calm and composed, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if announcing his perfect mastery of this magical skill.

Looking down at the few birds still struggling on the rooftop, Lin Zhihao shook his head. "No way, he can't even kill birds? This leg technique doesn't seem very powerful."

However, let's forget about it. After all, it's the first martial arts skill I've learned. Even though it belongs to Taekwondo, I'll keep it. What if I ever have to fight someone? Being able to spin three times in the air to kick someone, that airtime ability is absolutely amazing.

Lin Zhihao descended the stairs with light yet somewhat hurried steps. His leather shoes made a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound on the steps, just like his somewhat chaotic heartbeat at that moment.

As soon as he stepped outside, the sunlight shone on him, but the warmth couldn't dispel the complex thoughts that inexplicably welled up in his heart.