Longjin Road, the central gambling house.

"Open! Twelve o'clock! ”

As the dice stopped turning, Fu Shou Jin, who had his arms on his chest and conspicuous scars on his face, glanced at his mouth and smiled, and said nonchalantly:

"Keep buying small."

"Yes."

A 49 threw out a small wad of Hong Kong dollars again.

The middle-aged man who was shaking the dice wiped the sweat on his forehead a little nervously, and said hesitantly:

"Jin Ye, if you buy nine small plates, you will lose nine plates, otherwise, you should buy a large plate."

Hearing this, Fu Shoujin's eyes glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, pointed to his nose, and asked:

"What? Afraid I can't afford to lose? ”

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and quickly shook his head: "No." ”

"Then you shouldn't hurry!"

Fu Shou Jin roared.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but look at the man in a suit standing on the side, and when he saw the other party nodding, he shook the dice again.

At this time, Ke Wanchang hurriedly walked in from outside the gambling house with Long Chenghu.

The man in the suit hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Ke." ”

"Is there any news of Miss?"

"Nope."

The man in the suit looked at the gambling table on the side: "But Jin Ye came to gamble and lost a lot." ”

Ke Wanchang then set his eyes on Fu Shoujin, took a deep breath, and came to the table.

"I was beaten by my subordinates yesterday and vomited blood, and I came over early this morning to deliver money, so polite, Jin Ye?"

He lit a cigar and put it in his mouth, a smile on his face.

Fu Shou Jin stretched out a hand and clenched it into a fist.

"If you gamble, you can't lose, as long as you have chips in hand, I can turn over!

Mr. Ke, does it make sense for me to say this? ”

Spit out a puff of smoke.

Kewan smiled in return:

"Have you forgotten what I, Ke Wanchang, do? I've never been too big a bargain, as long as you take it out, I'll pay it. ”

"What I appreciate most is Mr. Ke's atmosphere!"

Fu Shoujin smiled when he heard this, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said:

'Let's just do this, everyone will be brothers, this time we will play bigger. Chips, just bet on your daughter. ’

"Fu Shou Jin!"

Long Chenghu's eyes widened, and he was ready to step forward.

Ke Wanchang stopped him, stared at Fu Shoujin, and the smile on his face retracted:

"You're scaring me?"

Fu Shou Jin took a step back, pretending to be scared.

"I remember yesterday, Mr. Ke, you swore that you had never been threatened, but I don't know, what are you going to do this time?"

"If you say I'll believe it?"

"Then don't believe it."

Fu Shoujin smiled and held out a finger.

"At this time tomorrow, pay the money with one hand, deliver the goods with the other, a hundred catties of goods, one or two can't be missing. If it's not enough, take your precious daughter's hands and feet! ”

"Bang!"

Ke Wanchang slapped it on the table, and finally couldn't hold his breath.

"A hundred pounds? I only took a small box of you yesterday, don't talk nonsense, the lion opens his mouth! ”

"Then I don't care."

Fu Shoujin spread his hands and said word by word:

"You just need to remember that if you stole it, you will hand it over, if you didn't steal it, you will help me find out the goods, do you hear?"

He had a hideous look on his face.

"You know who I'm a person, I'm addicted, and if I don't have anything to suck, I can't control myself. When the time comes, I will accidentally divide your daughter into several pieces, and you may not be able to find it! ”

Ke Wan stepped forward sharply and grabbed Fu Shou Jin's collar.

"You."

"What are you? You only have one day, so let's think about how to get my goods together. ”

Fu Shou Jin pushed Ke Wanchang away.

"No one has ever dared to threaten you, Ke Wanchang? Heh."

He took a sip, turned his gaze, came to Long Chenghu, and tilted his head.

"Beat me to the point of vomiting blood?"

"Smack!"

A palm slammed into Long Chenghu's face.

Long Chenghu clenched his fists and was silent.

"Hahaha"

Fu Shou Jin laughed and left the gambling house.

Long Chenghu took a deep breath and asked:

"Mr. Ke, what now?"

Cowan walked back and forth anxiously with a black umbrella.

After a while, he paused and looked at the man in the suit:

"Aaron, how many goods are outside the walled city, you can sweep as many goods as I want, I want to make up enough for a hundred catties by this time tomorrow!"

Aaron thought about it for a moment and said:

"Mr. Ke, Jin Ye's goods are worth 300,000 yuan, and the crazy sweeping of the goods will inevitably raise the price, maybe 500,000 is not necessarily enough, and we may not be able to scrape together so much cash."

"I don't care, you just go and buy it, no matter how much it costs, even if it is bankrupt, I will get all the goods to save my daughter! Do you hear that?! ”

Ke Wan said with red eyes and emotion.

"Got it, Mr. Ke." Aaron hurriedly replied.

"Then you don't want to go quickly!!"

Ke Wanchang gasped and roared.

"Daddy, Daddy"

West Gate of the Walled City.

Under the sun, in the one-meter-high iron cage, the rotten gambler sat motionless in the iron cage.

was thrown by Feng Xiaman at the west gate of the walled city and exposed to the sun for nearly three days, and at this time, his rotten gambling hair had already dried and cracked his skin, and his face was a dead blue color, and he had been dead for a long time.

Xin Xin shook his already stiff corpse, his eyes were red, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain.

Seeing this scene, Ah Fist was angry in his heart, and his slightly pale face was a little unbearable.

In his opinion, although rotten gambling hair is a scumbag, it is inevitably too cruel for Feng Xiaman to lock him in an iron cage and burn him to death.

"Xinxin, don't get excited, let's find a way to open the lock first and move your dad out."

Ah Quan said softly.

Then he looked at Diao Lan:

"You persuade Xinxin."

Diao Lan wanted to speak and stopped, a little hesitant.

After all, she was the one who hid it from Xinxin, and now that she is dead, she is also worried that Xinxin will not be able to think about it for a while.

Tai Po saw Diao Lan's expression in her eyes, and she could roughly guess a little bit about Diao Lan's scruples in her heart.

She sighed and pulled Xinxin up.

"Oh good, don't cry."

"Tai Po, my dad is dead" Xin Xin threw herself into Tai Po's arms and sobbed in a low voice.

"Uh-huh, hmm, stop crying"

Tai Po patted Xinxin's back with one hand, and touched her head with the other to soothe.

Perhaps because he was too emotional, Xinxin passed out with both hands in his arms.

"Xinxin."

Diao Lan hurriedly stepped forward.

"Alright, let her get some sleep."

Tai Po whispered.

After breaking the lock on the iron cage and moving the rotten gambling hair out, Ah Quan asked:

"What should you do after the bad gambling happens?"

Tai Po pouted:

"There is no place for people in this walled city to live, so how can there be a place to park the corpses? What's more, the weather is so hot, it stinks in less than a day. Of course, it is to find a few people, move the rotten gambling hair to the mountain behind the walled city and bury it, and when the time comes, it is enough to set up a monument. Someone like him isn't worth dealing with. ”

Diao Lan pondered for a while:

"Tai Po, you take Xinxin back first, I'm afraid she will be emotional again. What's more, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, although Feng Chunmei died, Feng Xiaman had no time to take care of Xinxin, but it was difficult to guarantee that his subordinates would not think of catching Xinxin and going back to invite merit.

As for bad betting, we'll deal with it. ”

As soon as Feng Chunmei died, the walled city was unsealed.

The corpse of the rotten gambling hair was moved out of the walled city, and no one came to stop it.

According to what Tai Po said, the two simply dealt with the aftermath of the bad gambling and returned to the walled city, it was already about three o'clock in the afternoon.

and Diao Lan casually talked about a reason, and after the two separated, Ah Quan came to Xicheng Road alone.

It's not that he didn't want to bring Diao Lan with him.

It's just that as soon as this thought came to mind, he snuffed it out.

Last time, Diao Lan was stimulated to break out, and then she went into cardiac arrest and passed out, and even forgot everything about what she did, if it wasn't for Duan Yingfeng's treatment, Diao Lan might have died that night.

Obviously, Diao Lan's situation is more like a kind of self-protection.

Each of them has a past that they don't want to face.

As a friend, he didn't want to put Diao Lan in danger again because of his own reasons.

On the long street darkly, Ah Fist looked at the Anle Building diagonally opposite with an expressionless face.

He has been observing here for more than half an hour.

Although Feng Chunmei is dead, Feng Xiaman is still alive.

Just like Diao Lan said, Feng Xiaman is only because of Feng Chunmei's death now, and he has no time to take care of him, which does not mean that Feng Xiaman will let Xinxin go.

As long as Feng Xiaman is still in the walled city for a day, the matter has not been resolved.

Moreover, he heard Diao Lan say that the last time Li An broke into Anle Building, many Sijiu were injured.

In the current Anle Building, except for Feng Xiaman, there are few people under him.

In his opinion, it is also an opportunity.

Ah Quan settled down, his heart was horizontal, and he walked towards Anle Building.

"Hey, brother, we don't do business in Anle Building these days, let's get interested and leave quickly."

The two fierce gods in the hall, with ruffians on their faces, almost put the word rotten boy on the door of their heads, and saw Ah Quan enter the door with his head down, and waved his hand impatiently.

"Is Brother Xia Man here?"

Ah Quan stood still at the door, still hanging his head, and asked casually.

"In"

Sijiu subconsciously opened his mouth, quickly reacted, looked at Ah Fist, and changed his words:

"Hey, who are you? What's the matter with finding Brother Xia Man? ”

"It's good to be here."

Ah Fist grunted.

He stopped talking and stepped into the Anle Building.

"You're deaf, can't you hear?"

The person who was talking to Ah Fist walked over quickly and reached out to grab Ah Fist's shoulder.

Ah Fist suddenly raised his head, his right elbow went up, and with a strong wind, a heavy elbow slammed into the man's neck.

There was a dull thud of flesh, and the man's head hit the ground and slammed to the ground.

"This is what Ang Lee said?"

Ah Fist's mind turned and he rushed forward on the ground.

The other person dropped the cigarette butt and subconsciously touched the dog-legged knife on his waist, but suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and he fell to the ground with an elbow and couldn't get up.

Without delay, Ah Quan took a breath and ran upstairs with a step.

"Why is it so noisy? Brother Xia Mange was angry. ”

One Sijiu heard the voice and walked down from the upper floor just in time to meet Ah Fist head-on.

"It's you."

He recognized the person in front of him at a glance, it was the young man who came to Anle Building to save people that day.

Ah Quan took advantage of Sijiu's stunned moments, took an arrow step, stepped three steps in a row, twisted his waist sideways, turned his elbow and smashed directly on the back of his head, the man fell down without saying a word, and rolled down the stairs.

"What's going on?"

Feng Xiaman had a calm face and walked down from the third floor with two Sijiu.

Hua Man, who was stepping on a pair of high heels, followed him, and when she saw Ah Fist, her eyes couldn't help but stare at him.

Ah Fist's fist was stained with blood, and there were five or six fainted An Le Lou Forty-Nine lying next to him.

He looked up and happened to see Feng Xiaman coming down from upstairs.

The two looked at each other.

Feng Xiaman sneered twice:

"Stinky boy, I don't have time to talk to you, you even came to the door. What about the woman that day? Why didn't you come? ”

Ah Quan took off his shirt and was shirtless.

"Kill you, I'll be enough alone."

"Kill me? If it wasn't for your sneak attack last time, I would have killed you a long time ago. If you come to die today, I will fulfill you. ”

Feng Xiaman laughed angrily and walked down the stairs as he spoke.

Ah Fist rushed directly forward with a vertical leap, and a fierce and fast hammer went straight to Feng Xiaman's chest.

At the same time, his knee rose slightly, and the right foot he lifted kicked at Feng Xiaman's calf.

Feng Xiaman took half a step back, just avoided the punch in his chest, lifted his left foot and kicked it over.

"Bang."

The two feet touched, and Ah Fist took a step back.

"That's all there is to it?"

Feng Xiaman put on a wrestling frame, pounced forward, quickly grabbed Ah Fist's arm with one hand, twisted his waist sideways, and put his back on Ah Fist's chest, ready to throw the opponent out with an over-the-shoulder fall.

But when he grabbed Ah Fist's arm and suddenly exerted his strength, the slippery feeling from his hand suddenly made him feel a little bad in his heart.

As if to prove this bad feeling, Feng Xiaman made a strong effort, and his hand slipped.

Caught off guard, the whole person staggered forward and fell down.

As soon as he subconsciously stopped his figure, Ah Fist behind him twisted his waist and turned sideways, and slammed his elbow on his head with a turn, smashing him to the ground.

Feng Xiaman rolled over and stood up, looking at his slippery hands, and suddenly his face was full of anger.

"Oil!"

"I see how you throw me!"

Ah Fist snorted and rushed forward again.

He remembered what Ang Lee said at that time.

Feng Xiaman's whole body of kung fu is on wrestling, as long as Feng Xiaman can't hold himself, he won't be able to wrestle, and most of his kung fu will be gone.

What he has to do is to take advantage of the situation to pursue, give full play to the advantage of Bajiquan's close-quarters short fight, and fight with Feng Xiaman, so that he can win the other party.

As soon as he got close, Ah Fist's left foot froze, and his right leg kicked towards Feng Xiaman's calf, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.

Feng Xiaman cautiously stared at Ah Fist and stepped to the right. As soon as he dodged this leg, a fist smashed into his face with a strong wind.

The successive attacks made Feng Xiaman's face completely darkened.

He gritted his teeth, his body retreated half a step, and most of the momentum of the punch in front of him was passed, and just as Ah Fist was about to turn his move, Feng Xiaman quickly stretched forward with both hands and grabbed the opponent's fist wrist again.

In order to prevent his hands from slipping, he pinned his elbows with both arms.

Then he turned around suddenly, his waist and legs were forced, and he kicked a beam under his feet, trying to knock Ah Fist to the ground.

But as Ah Fist's right hand was forcefully withdrawn, Feng Xiaman slipped again, and his body leaned forward by inertia.

Ah Fist's right leg rose up with the momentum, and it was whipped into Feng Xiaman's abdomen like a steel whip.

"Poof!"

Feng Xia squirted out a mouthful of sour water, and his stomach spasmed, and it hurt hotly.

(End of chapter)