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A man with slicked-back hair stepped out from among the Axe Gang members.

The crisp sound of the leather shoes' soles was like a heavy hammer pressing on his heart, striking again and again, making Ah Xing's legs go weak.

While the "hitting a cow across the mountain" technique is powerful, it's not enough to leave one unharmed by guns and throwing axes. With so many people surrounding him, he's doomed.

Upon seeing Tan Wenjie, the other person proactively inquired in a polite tone, "Mr. Tan, is this your friend?"

"Brother Jie, help me!" Ah Xing pleaded, looking at Tan Wenjie.

"We're not that close."

"Anyone who messes with our Axe Gang will pay the price!"

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, help me!" Ah Xing could only beg for mercy while covering his head.

Just as the Axe Gang members were about to swarm forward, Tan Wenjie suddenly raised his hand: "Wait, I suddenly remember seeing this loser somewhere before, but..."

He turned to examine Ah Xing's face and, under Ah Xing's expectant gaze, said, "It doesn't seem to be him. That guy owes me a lot of money."

"It's me!" Ah Xing exclaimed happily, pointing to his face. "It's me, Brother Jie, who owes you a huge sum of money!"

"Really you?"

"It really is me!"

"Damn it, they dare to stand in front of me even though they owe me money."

"I owe you money, so I can't die, right?"

“That’s true.” Tan Wenjie turned to the Axe Gang members with a sigh and said, “It’s all because of this guy’s generic face. He looks so ordinary and always looks like other people. I almost mistook him for someone else. He owes me a lot of money, and I definitely can’t give it to you.”

“Mr. Tan, our boss said we should be polite to you, but that doesn’t mean we…”

"I said, get out of here."

The man's face turned ashen, his teeth clenched, and finally he let out a snort, turned around, and waved, saying, "Let's go!"

The Axe Gang members, who arrived like a dark cloud pressing down, left in a menacing manner.

The gambling saint Ah Xing, who had survived the ordeal, collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily with his tongue lolling out.

"Wait, Brother Jie, wait for me."

Seeing that Tan Wenjie was about to leave, Ah Xing immediately chased after the carriage. Just as he took a step out, the carriage turned a corner and entered the small Western-style house next door.

"..."

The distance was surprisingly close.

The carriage stopped at the entrance, and someone immediately stepped forward.

"Master, you're back."

"Hmm." Tan Wenjie nodded, then turned and looked around before asking, "Where are the ladies?"

He gained a lot this time. Besides Ah Xing appearing as an unexpected variable, he also got ten beads containing the power of the world. With them, he can forcibly add the power of this world to himself. In other words, Tan Wenjie has now become one of the protagonists of this world.

His cultivation progressed smoothly, beautiful women threw themselves at him, and even various important events revolved around him.

The strength of the "main characters" who follow him will also increase.

"The ladies have gone out shopping, and the meal has been prepared for you."

"Okay, let's eat first then."

As Tan Wenjie entered the room, a maidservant brought him a washbasin and asked him to wash his hands.

Upon entering and sitting down, the entire table was empty, giving it a somewhat desolate feel.

"Brother Jie." Ah Xing chuckled and rubbed his hands together.

"Why did you follow me?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled.

Ah Xing glanced at the dozen or so dishes on the table, swallowed hard, and said, "I hate it when people owe me money and don't pay it back. If I can't pay you back, I'll feel really uncomfortable."

He plopped down in the chair and beckoned to the maid beside him: "Pretty lady, could you please get me a set of chopsticks and a bowl? Thank you."

The maid looked at Tan Wenjie, and only after he nodded slightly did she turn around to get the bowls and chopsticks.

"Brother Jie, what's this? Are you very rich and powerful in this era?"

"I'm not interested in money, but I happen to have a bit of influence and a bit of power."

“Hehehehehe~” Ah Xing laughed loudly, “I’m not interested in money anyway. My identity is the Gambling Saint, as you know. I can earn hundreds of millions with just a little trickery. Money is no different from toilet paper in a latrine in my eyes.”

What do you want?

"Help me go back eighty years, and I'll treat you to a public restroom with unlimited toilet paper!"

"Please." The maidservant placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of Ah Xing.

"Thanks, hehehe." Ah Xing took the chicken, stuck a chopstick into its rear end, and with a forceful pull, he managed to put the whole chicken into his bowl.

Tan Wenjie took a sip of soup: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Brother Jie, do you really think you're from this era?" Ah Xing lowered his head and gnawed on a roast chicken, his mouth bulging so that his words were hard to hear. "I admit you're doing well here, but when you go back, you'll have money, cars, all sorts of girls... These girls of yours are pretty ordinary."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

"Brother Jie, why do those gangsters look so afraid of you?" Ah Xing asked.

"Because they know that some people can be messed with, and some cannot."

From the time Tan Wenjie destroyed Xu Dashuai's forces to his return, although it didn't take much time, it was enough for many witnesses to make the round trip and relay the news back.

It's not a big deal for the Axe Gang to know that Tan Wenjie single-handedly destroyed the entire Marshal's Mansion.

Martial arts masters, immortals on earth, etc., any explanation is acceptable.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside, accompanied by silvery giggles.

"Wenjie is back?"

Ren Tingting jogged back first.

Ah Xing: (★o★)
There are beautiful women there, top-tier beauties!

"Brother-in-law."

Following closely behind Ren Tingting was Nian Ying.

After a pretty face comes another pretty face.

Ah Xing: (ω)
"Master!"

"Ah Jie~"

"master."

"husband!"

There are still more?! "Wenjie."

Ah Xing: (☉_☉)
Caiyi, Bai Min'er, Bai Rourou, Ao Ningshuang, Jingjing, Ren Zhuzhu, Shen Yu... all sorts of beauties returned hand in hand, and the deserted villa was instantly filled with fragrance.

Watching this group of top beauties surround Tan Wenjie in layers, chattering about their past experiences, Ah Xing's initial excitement at admiring the beauties had turned into complete numbness.

If I were in that situation, I wouldn't be able to travel back in time.

Having money, women, and power—it's even more blissful than being a god!

"And who is this young master?"

"Hello, sisters-in-law." Ah Xing wiped his mouth with the tablecloth, then stood up and introduced himself, "I'm Ah Xing, and I'm from the same place as Brother Jie."

"What, are you also from Tanjia Town?" Caiyi asked.

"What Tan Family Town?" Ah Xing asked, puzzled.

"Master is a wealthy merchant in Tanjia Town, and also the mayor of several surrounding towns. You've come to seek refuge with Master, don't you know these things?"

Ah Xing blinked. He really didn't know any of this; all he knew was that he needed to cling to Tan Wenjie and use his power to return to the future.

"You two were having such a good chat just now, what did you see?" Tan Wenjie asked.

“We found something really strange outside,” Ren Zhuzhu said. “It looks like a telephone, but it doesn’t have a telephone line.”

Ao Ningshuang frowned and said cautiously, "Could there be a ghost locked inside the black box?"

"Black box?"

A cell phone was placed in front of Tan Wenjie.

Ah Xing rushed over in surprise: "My phone?!"

He turned to her and asked, "Sister-in-law, you mean someone made a phone call? Could this phone travel through time and contact people eighty years in the future?"

Ren Zhuzhu, who was called "sister-in-law," blushed and nodded slightly in reply, "Yes, it was a very serious man who said he was looking for someone named Ah Xing. Could that Ah Xing be you?"

"It's me!" Ah Xing asked hurriedly, "Did that person say who they were?"

"He said he was Long Wu..."

"Ring ring ring." The phone suddenly rang.

Ah Xing quickly answered the phone: "Hello, hello, hello?"

"Ah Xing?" The voice on the other end of the phone was surprised. "Why is it you?"

"Nonsense, of course it's me, who else could it be?" Ah Xing retorted, then a smile appeared on his face. "Fifth Brother, can you contact me from your end?"

"Ahem, hand the phone to Miss Ren Zhuzhu," Long Wu said.

Ah Xing picked his nose and said, "Don't even think about it. The person you're talking to on the phone is my sister-in-law. You have no chance."

“I’m getting down to business,” Long Wu continued. “Please hand the phone to Miss Ren Zhuzhu.”

Ah Xing: "..."

He reluctantly handed the phone to Ren Zhuzhu, who then chatted with the other person about fashion styling, design inspiration, and so on. After a while, Ren Zhuzhu said crisply, "Goodbye, Mr. Long Wu."

"Wait!" Ah Xing's eyes widened, but he was too slow and watched helplessly as the phone hung up.

Ren Zhuzhu asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

She returned the phone to Ah Xing.

"Oh dear, that phone call can travel through time and space. Once it's disconnected, it might never be able to be connected again." Ah Xing pounded his chest in frustration, picked up the phone to find Long Wu's number, and then dialed it again.

Just as he expected, the call could not be connected.

"Looks like we'll just have to wait for the phone to ring again," Ah Xing sighed, then asked, "Did Fifth Brother say anything at the end?"

"He asked you when you were going back, and said that he needed your help with the last case."

"Me? I'm in Shanghai."

He knows you're in Shanghai.

How did he know I was in Shanghai?

“Because I said I was in Shanghai,” Ren Zhuzhu said, puzzled.

Ah Xing: "..."

The location is right, but the timing is wrong.

Seeing Ah Xing scratching his head was indeed a bit scary, so Caiyi pulled Ren Zhuzhu behind her and said, "We have something to do, you two can talk slowly."

He left in a hurry after saying that.

I'm really afraid that Ah Xing will suddenly attack someone.

After the crowd had left, Ah Xing asked Tan Wenjie, "Brother Jie, are you really not from the future? So... you're from this era?"

Ah Xing's eyes widened as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Tan Wenjie retorted, "When did I say I was from the future?"

"You haven't admitted it either... Wait, if you're from this era, then you should be much older than me, which means I should call you great-grandfather?"

"Don't try to claim kinship with me. Look how handsome I am, how could my descendants possibly be as ugly as you? We two are definitely not related at all."

"Depend on!"

Ah Xing resisted the urge to give the middle finger. He still had something to ask Tan Wenjie, so he had to keep up appearances for a while and absolutely couldn't act too arrogantly.

"Brother Jie, could I stay here for a while?"

“No.” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “I don’t have any guest rooms here. Every room is occupied. Besides, you’ve caused such a big problem. The Axe Gang acts without considering the consequences. I’m worried that you’ll drag me down with you.”

"Damn, you're actually taking this so seriously. You could at least add a few polite lies to make it more palatable."

Ah Xing left with the phone in his pocket.

It's unlikely he can make a lot of money in this period of time by winning over Tan Wenjie, but he can try to win over those pretty sisters-in-law and get them to speak on his behalf.

Ah Xing's first thought was to gamble.

Even though his special abilities are not in good condition now, as a gambling master, he can still dominate the card table.

However, we lack start-up capital.

Ah Xing had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

"call out--!"

A firework shot into the sky and exploded, forming the shape of an axe.

As if receiving a command, the dark clouds in the distant sky quickly spread out and rolled in towards this direction.

Dressed in matching black suits and carrying axes, the Axe Gang members, walking in unison, surrounded the group with overwhelming killing intent.

"bump!"

"boom!"

"Boom."

The villagers on both sides of the street quickly closed their windows and doors, fearing that leaving even a crack would lead to discovery and subsequent looting and arson.

But the neighbors, in a tacit understanding, pressed their ears against the door, making it even clearer.

The entire street went from bustling to eerily quiet in just two or three minutes. They were forced to clear the area and then launched an attack. With such a terrifying numerical advantage, it's no wonder they could run rampant.

Some people are so terrified of the outside world that they want to escape home, causing them to run so fast that their legs become like wheels.

Ah Xing swallowed hard. He was certain he wouldn't find any help. When he turned back, he saw that the door to Tan Wenjie's villa was wide open.

Even some servants came out.

Ah Xing's eyes welled up with tears: "Brother Jie, although we're not very close, I knew you were someone I could rely on!"

Just as he was about to turn around and walk back, he saw a servant come out from inside the door, throw a bag of trash, and quickly run back into the mansion, locking the door behind him.

"Damn it, wait a minute, buddy." Ah Xing reached through the iron gate and grabbed the sleeve of the servant who was turning to leave. "Buddy, why didn't you close the gate a little later?"

The other party didn't give Ah Xing any face at all, and said directly, "I'm just afraid you'll come in."

“I owe your master a lot of money. If I die, he will be in big trouble.”

"You should think about yourself first, the Axe Gang is already coming!"

The axe chopped, creating a whistling wind.

Ah Xing hurriedly crouched down to avoid it, and then felt the sharp axe wind sweeping over his head and feet.

Looking up again, dozens or even hundreds of axes were hurled at Ah Xing's head. He dodged quickly, narrowly avoiding the axes at the last second.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the Axe Gang members yelled "Ahhh!" and swarmed him. (End of Chapter)