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"Brother Jie, something bad has happened."

As Tan Wenjie was carefully preparing his outfit, hoping to blend in with the invading apostles and get some perks, Ah Xing called.

How did you get my phone number?

"I got it from a lunatic. Oh, that's not important. Do you know that my master's new wife died?"

Out with the old, in with the new.

The master of the God of Gamblers is the God of Gamblers. To be the wife of the God of Gamblers, one must frequently perform sacrificial rites to the heavens. It is believed that the other party had already mentally prepared herself when she obtained that identity.

“I wanted to advise him in the same way, but he’s very angry now, so he’s decided to take a round-the-world trip.”

Tan Wenjie comforted him, "It's normal to relax. Maybe your master can easily find a new wife."

After all, there are many lookalikes in this world. Just lookalikes of Leon include the gambling saint Ah Xing, the prankster Gu Jing, the ever-changing star Li Zexing, the God of Cookery Stephen Chow, and the secret agent Ling Lingqi... You can easily find a dozen people who look alike, have the same body shape, and even the same personality.

"Brother Jie, I was planning to continue studying gambling skills, what should I do now?"

"I'm not your father, why are you looking for me?" Tan Wenjie said, about to hang up the phone.

"Wait!" Ah Xing raised his voice, then asked in a low voice, "Aren't you very familiar with my master? Right, right!"

"Huh?" Tan Wenjie immediately realized, "Ah Xing, you've been kidnapped?"

"Damn it, why did you say that out loud!" Ah Xing couldn't help but shout from the other end of the phone.

His perfectly meticulous communication was exposed by the clueless Tan Wenjie, and he was definitely doomed.

The phone was immediately taken over by someone else.

"Where is the God of Gamblers? Tell me his location, or this kid is dead."

"How about this, you release him, and I'll give you some money. Just don't hurt Ah Xing, after all, he's a friend I've only known for a few days."

"Hmph! You think you can bribe us with a little bit of money? I..."

One hundred million US dollars.

"..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of swallowing.

"Gudong, you're planning to buy his life for 100 million yuan after only knowing him for a few days? You're trying to scam us!"

"Yeah, I have so much money I don't know what to do with it. If I were you, I would definitely bring Ah Xing to me and run away after getting the money."

"Brother Jie, waaaaah~" Ah Xing's dry wailing came through, and it was clear that there was no emotion mixed in with it; it was all acting.

"Okay, where are you? We'll come find you."

"It's right here... let me take a look, the Regent Hotel."

"That's a run-down hotel. Do you really think we've never stayed there before?"

"I like local girls, is that not allowed?"

"The local girls are really nice. With your good taste, you definitely wouldn't lie to me."

After chatting about aesthetics and relationships, Tan Wenjie drove to the Regent Hotel. The group of people who had kidnapped Ah Xing had not gone far.

At the agreed location, the other party met with Tan Wenjie.

"Where's the money?" the other person asked, still looking around.

At the same time, he secretly realized that he had been blinded by the prospect of a hundred million dollars and had forgotten that if the other party had contacted the police in advance, they would have been doomed.

"Don't worry, no one called the police." Tan Wenjie pointed to the box on the passenger seat. "You can take the money."

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be so loyal." The man turned his head and glanced at it, then couldn't help but swear, "Damn, a hundred million US dollars, and you're carrying it in such a small suitcase? Do you really think I, Sangbo, am stupid!"

Have you ever heard of checks?

Sang Bo opened the briefcase, looked at the number on the check, and felt dizzy: "Is it really one hundred million US dollars?"

It's all my fault for not studying hard enough before; now I can't even count zeros properly.

Wow, so many zeros.

"I can easily make billions by playing cards with the God of Gamblers, so what if I make a hundred million?"

"Boss, can I follow you?" Sang Bo asked immediately.

A hundred million dollars will eventually run out, but finding a reliable boss is a different story. After all, if a boss can spend a hundred million dollars on someone he's only known for a few days, wouldn't he, as the underling, be able to get mountains of gold and silver?
"You really have foresight. Okay, tell me who sent you to kidnap Ah Xing."

"It's Qiu Xiaochi. He's a prominent figure in the Donghu Gang and our former boss. Because he's addicted to gambling, he's always challenged the God of Gamblers, but the God of Gamblers avoids him... So, when I met that kid who claimed to be some kind of Gambling Saint and the God of Gamblers' disciple, I kidnapped him to force him to tell me the God of Gamblers' location." Finally, Sangbo revealed his true feelings, "Whether it's true or not, I'll take whatever I can get. I never expected to be so lucky as to run into you, boss."

"Brother Jie." Ah Xing also walked over at this moment.

Ever since Tan Wenjie offered 100 million to save him, this group of people have treated him with utmost respect, and he hasn't actually suffered much hardship.

"Let's leave it at that," Tan Wenjie said. "Take the money back with you brothers and have some tea."

He then looked at Ah Xing.

"Ah Xing, are you coming back with me, or will you walk by yourself?"

"Um, I have something to do behind me." Ah Xing turned her head and glanced at the Regent Hotel, her expression shy and her cheeks flushed.

This kid's in heat again.

"Whatever you want." Tan Wenjie drove away.

"Boss is so cool." Sangbo couldn't help but sigh as he watched the car speed away.

Now that the check is in hand, the next step is to run away and withdraw the money.

I'm done being a lackey of the Donghu Gang!
Sangbo and his men left happily.

"Brother Sangbo, take care on your journey~" Ah Xing waved his hand, watched the group leave, and then immediately rubbed his hands together with a sly grin before heading into the Regent Hotel.

A bearded proprietress picking her nose walked out from the front.

"Looking for a hotel?"

"Yes, I heard you offer special services here?"

"That's right, mainland girls or local girls, which do you want?"

"A local girl!" Ah Xing was overjoyed, realizing he hadn't come to the wrong place after all.

Unexpectedly, the boss pounced on him like a bear, locked Ah Xing's neck with his elbow, and dragged him into the hotel room.

"Holy crap, boss, what are you doing?! Help—!"

"Oh!"

The room door closed.

But after two or three seconds, a hand reached out from the crack in the door and desperately gripped the door frame.

But the pulling force in the room was too strong. My fingers were like broken steel cables, one by one, being forcibly pulled away from the door frame. Finally, with the second desperate "bang" from the door, everything fell silent.

On the other side...

Having just received the check, Sangbo and his gang boarded the smuggling boat, planning to find a way to withdraw the money and then go abroad to become big shots and have some fun.

Unexpectedly, before the ship could even start moving, they were captured and brought before Qiu Xiaochi.

Several strangely dressed people were also following Qiu Xiaochi.

Qiu Xiaochi lowered his head and called out, "Sangbo."

"Boss!" Sang Bo knew that it was not advisable to fight head-on when the enemy outnumbered him, so he bowed his head and greeted him.

"I heard you found the God of Gamblers' apprentice, the Saint of Gamblers?"

"No, no! That kid's an imposter, and..."

"One hundred million US dollars, in exchange for you betraying me?"

"Boss, spare me!" Sang Bo knew perfectly well that there was a traitor among his men.

I never imagined that I would make such a painful decision, taking 99.9% for myself and only giving 0.1% to my brothers. This money is enough for everyone to live a good life.

Human nature is inherently greedy; I've really disappointed myself.

Qiu Xiaochi simply said calmly, "Give it to me!"

Despite his reluctance, Sang Bo nodded obediently and took out the check hidden in his sock, handing it to Qiu Xiaochi.

"This is a check?" Qiu Xiaochi's expression changed drastically the moment he saw the check. "Idiot!"

What's even more infuriating than that his henchman is a greedy traitor is that his henchman is an idiot!

Qiu Xiaochi waved his hand weakly, signaling his men to deal with Sang Bo.

Sang Bo cried out for mercy and was dragged away, while his henchmen were spared.

With a major reshuffle of leadership, there weren't enough henchmen left. It was best to avoid killing them if possible. Besides, Qiu Xiaochi genuinely didn't remember who was who; they were all cannon fodder, so their stance was irrelevant. Qiu Xiaochi clenched his fist and said, "Find the God of Gamblers! I want to have a fair and square gamble with him!"

The strange men following Qiu Xiaochi nodded: "Yes."

After Qiu Xiaochi got up and left, their eyes met.

One of them said, "I just heard about the God of Gamblers. You can learn special abilities here."

The other person replied, "It's better than learning how to gamble."

They were a "suicide squad" sent to fight the Abyss invasion. Almost all of them were newcomers, and even those who had some abilities only knew some hand-to-hand combat.

The world of gambling movies where guns can be fired is not as easy to invade as they imagined. They thought it was a world of hard labor amidst gunfire, but they didn't expect to have access to special abilities. Their emotions soared.

If I can learn special abilities, the upcoming Abyss Invasion mission will definitely be much easier.

"First, find the God of Gamblers, Ko Chun."

They currently share the same goal as Qiu Xiaochi, because they can serve Qiu Xiaochi with superhuman strength, which is why they can gain his trust and reliance.

……

At night, Tan Wenjie drove away from Mrs. Li's house.

As a good neighbor, I can relive old memories, but staying overnight is out of the question; I'm quite busy myself.

Recently, Lyon's mouth has become increasingly uncontrollable, and the Abyss invasion has begun. If the Abyss follows the trail and kills its way directly from this world to the Republic of China zombie world, his hometown will be exposed.

He intends to nip the trouble in the bud, or better yet, eradicate it completely.

I passed by a small alleyway ahead without any streetlights.

A figure suddenly rushed over, nimbly slipped through Tan Wenjie's open passenger window, and got in, bringing a whiff of fragrance with them.

She said anxiously, "Quick, drive!"

"Gao Doudou?" Tan Wenjie glanced at the other person.

Although their relationship was still somewhat ambiguous, it hadn't progressed to that point yet. They never expected the other person to be waiting for them on their usual route.

Hearing Tan Wenjie's voice, she turned her head and glanced at him, and was stunned when she saw his handsome face.

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else,” she said. “I’m in trouble now. Someone’s hunting me. They killed my dad, and now they’re trying to kill me and my little brother. I…”

"Squeak—!"

Tan Wenjie slammed on the brakes and came to an abrupt stop.

The woman leaned forward because she wasn't sitting properly, but she was very agile, and Tan Wenjie's car wasn't going very fast, so the sudden braking wasn't as shaky as expected.

"What are you doing!" she asked, turning her head urgently, her voice tinged with anger.

"Do we know each other?" Tan Wenjie asked.

"do not know."

Tan Wenjie said, "You're obviously being chased, and we don't even know each other. Why should I get involved and run away with you?"

woman:"……"

That made so much sense that she didn't know how to refute it.

But isn't it normal for a beautiful woman like myself to be chased on the street and for passersby to lend a helping hand without complaint?

"Please get off the bus."

In just a short while, the pursuers caught up and surrounded the car.

“This group of people is from the Donghu Gang,” the woman said. “My name is Haitang, and I am the daughter of the Donghu Gang leader. However, my father was killed by that bastard Qiu Xiaochi’s men, and now they are planning to get rid of me quietly and completely take control of the Donghu Gang.”

"The relationships between the characters are quite complicated," Tan Wenjie suddenly asked. "Do you know Chicken?"

They look exactly alike; they're practically on the wrong channel.

Which chicken?

"Of course it's chicken..."

"It's him!" A member of the Donghu Gang, who was standing around the car, suddenly pointed at Tan Wenjie and said, "It's this bastard who cheated us out of a hundred million with a fake check!"

"What?! We killed him! We're in such a terrible state because of him!"

"Take him back and hand him over to the boss!"

"Give me back my one hundred million dollars!"

The crowd erupted in a cacophony of voices, like a stone thrown into water.

Haitang cast a questioning look at Tan Wenjie. No matter how you looked at it, the group's murderous intent towards Tan Wenjie was greater than towards her.

Tan Wenjie sighed, "It seems we really are in the same boat. Fine, I'll do you a favor and help you out. Remember to repay me with your body."

Haitang: "..."

When did she ever say she would repay him with her body?

"Boom boom boom!"

The car started.

The Donghu gang's underlings immediately took action, trying to pull off the car door and drag the man out, but they were met with Tan Wenjie's outstretched fist.

"what!"

"Ouch~"

"what!"

Amid screams, figures flew backward.

Haitang, sitting in the passenger seat, stared wide-eyed.

她怎么说也是帮派大佬的女儿，平时也没少杀人，可从未见过这种手段，一根手指轻轻一弹就能把人揍飞。

Could it be that these people weren't henchmen of the Donghu Gang, but were actually arranged by the man in front of her to play the hero and rescue the damsel in distress? And that their target was none other than her, a woman of stunning beauty and captivating charm?

The possibility is very high.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain the absurd situation of someone being flung away with a single finger.

When Tan Wenjie stopped snapping his fingers, one person remained, covering his head, closing his eyes, and gritting his teeth as he waited.

"Hey, let's go."

"Yes, yes, thank you!" The last remaining person thanked him repeatedly and then cooperated by lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Haitang looked at Tan Wenjie warily.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Your savior."

"They clearly said you owe them a hundred million dollars."

"You actually believe such an absurd excuse?"

Haitang: "..."

Yes, the reason is indeed ridiculous.

But seeing the Donghu Gang members lying on the ground covered in blood and badly injured, Haitang still couldn't believe it.

Surely these people couldn't have actually been injured by just one finger.

The car starts.

She tightened her clothes: "What are you doing?"

For some reason, Haitang had a strange feeling of tension, as if she was really about to be taken advantage of and forced to repay someone's kindness by offering herself to them.

If I don't agree, will I be flicked away with a finger?

"Here is the place."

Tan Wenjie stopped the car.

"This is... a hotel?"

The Regent Hotel is a local upscale five-star hotel. I stayed there for a while before and I still trust the security here.

“Yes,” Tan Wenjie nodded. “I’ll take you upstairs.”

"No, no need."

"Don't worry, I'll just have a sip of water and then leave immediately." (End of Chapter)