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"Didn't you only drink a sip of water?"

Haitang opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling of the Regent Hotel.

Turning my head again, I saw a handsome face.

As the beloved daughter of a gang leader, and with her good looks and figure, she had many suitors, but Haitang never gave them a chance.

I don't know what happened yesterday, but I was taken down without even realizing it.

"You like crabapple blossoms?" Tan Wenjie asked earnestly. "To be honest, I love admiring flowers the most."

He stared at the flowers with such reverence that anyone would believe Tan Wenjie's words at that moment.

Haitang glanced at Tan Wenjie, then at her own right breast.

She has a begonia tattoo, and it's already up to her chest.

When she recalled Tan Wenjie saying that he "loves admiring flowers the most," her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Pah, is that what you call flower appreciation?" Haitang spat lightly.

Not satisfied, he opened his mouth and bit Tan Wenjie's shoulder, but it was like biting into a wall, and he couldn't move at all.

As they bit, the two began to wrestle.

Subsequently, for reasons unknown, the two rekindled their romance once again.

After working for several hours and resting for a while, Tan Wenjie got up and left the hotel.

“This job is absolutely impossible for the average person.” He tapped his shoulder lightly.

A girl next to him suddenly blushed and said, "Sir, there's a lipstick mark on your lips."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He looked down and realized that there were lipstick marks not only on his face that had been wiped off, but also on other parts of his body, including his clothes, and there were a lot of them.

"My damn charm."

No wonder I attract so much attention on the street. I thought it was because I was handsome enough, but it turns out it was all thanks to my lipstick.

Leaving the hotel and standing in front of the gate, Tan Wenjie raised his hand and gazed into the distance.

Looking up again, I happened to see a person walking out of the Regent Hotel next door, his gait arrogant yet lewd.

"Hey, Ah Xing, what are you doing here?" Tan Wenjie asked.

"Brother Jie, what a coincidence!" Ah Xing was also wiping the lipstick stains off his face.

“Ah Xing, you wouldn’t be…” Tan Wenjie’s expression became serious and solemn.

"Hehehe, that's right!" Ah Xing straightened his back and said triumphantly, "Just as you thought."

"You were bitten by a dog?"

"She's a beauty." Ah Xing said bitterly, tears welling in her eyes, "A top-tier one, with local characteristics, a stunning beauty... Ugh—!"

A plastic bag was handed to me.

Ah Xing instinctively took the bag, vomited several times, and said, "Thank you," while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You're welcome." Tan Wenjie looked at A Xing with curiosity. "But you have a lot of tiny holes on your face, it looks like you've been pricked by a lot of needles."

"It's not a beard!" Ah Xing exclaimed.

"Hmm?" Tan Wenjie took half a step back, creating some distance.

"That's it, it's exciting." Ah Xing gestured, his right hand like he was cracking a whip, and his left hand like he was lighting a candle. "We played something really exciting, Brother Jie, you wouldn't understand."

"I see." Tan Wenjie nodded. "Then..."

"I have something to do, I'll be going now." Ah Xing said this and left in a hurry.

Just as Tan Wenjie was about to ask him if he had encountered Ru Hua, a girl with a cold, aloof expression, braided hair, a straight nose, and a delicate face the size of a palm walked out of the Regent Hotel.

"That bastard Ah Xing, he's actually eating so well?"

The girl with the braided pigtails' eyes lit up when she saw Tan Wenjie, and she quickly walked towards him.

"Do you know Mr. Gambling Saint?"

"Gambling? Saint?" Under the expectant gaze of the other party, Tan Wenjie shook his head, "Sounds like a nobody, I don't know him."

"That's right, we have a business deal to discuss with Mr. Gambling Saint. We're not bad people."

"A big deal?"

"Yes, if you can help, we can pay you a fee."

"I don't need the payment, but that kid owes me some money."

"We'll pay it back for you!"

"That makes things easier." Tan Wenjie nodded in satisfaction. "Let's go find the God of Gamblers now; that guy is very busy."

The woman with the braided hair asked, "Could you let me inform my friends? They also need to see the Gambling Saint."

“Sure! Why not?” Tan Wenjie readily agreed. “I’ll go with you. I have an appointment this afternoon.”

The other person glanced at the lipstick mark on Tan Wenjie's neck and nodded to indicate that they understood.

Tan Wenjie got into the other person's car and followed the woman with the braided hair to the dock.

As soon as I got off the bus, a few strange people approached me.

"Is he the God of Gamblers?"

"No, he is the creditor of the God of Gamblers."

"Perfect timing! If we help the God of Gamblers take out his creditors, we might win that idiot's favor."

"I think the honey trap is more effective."

While the group was chatting animatedly, Tan Wenjie took out a folding knife from his pocket and held it to the neck of the woman with the braided hair.

"Don't move!"

"..."*N
No one understood what was going on.

The woman with the braided pigtails looked disdainful, a smile playing on her lips as she forcefully suppressed her excitement: "Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"Robbery."

"Hahaha, he's trying to rob us!"

"Yeah, is this bastard out of his mind?"

Tan Wenjie picked at his ear, watching the group of people laughing heartily while clutching their stomachs, but he didn't hold back: "No wonder they're just a bunch of nameless extras, their laughter is so formulaic. They should just wrap up filming already, instead of staying here to freeload off the screen."

After saying that, he flicked the earwax off his fingernails.

"you wanna die!"

"Listen up, I'm calling..."

“You’ve messed with the wrong people, they…” Even the captive woman with braided hair couldn’t help but tease Tan Wenjie a bit.

"boom--!!"

A burst of violent and terrifying energy suddenly exploded.

The entire process, from releasing to retracting energy, took less than two seconds.

When the energy burst stopped, the woman with the braided hair stared wide-eyed.

His teammates vanished in an instant, disappearing without a trace as if they had evaporated into thin air, leaving only wisps of dark abyss energy suspended in the air.

The black mist seemed to be drawn by something, flying towards Tan Wenjie and landing in his comic book.

"Who, who are you?"

With a gentle push of his right hand, Tan Wenjie swiftly and cleanly severed the woman's throat with the folding knife.

"I already told you, extras, don't try to steal the spotlight."

This group is clearly a suicide squad for the Abyss invasion, just a bunch of cannon fodder, no need to waste too much energy on them.

What he was really concerned about was the apostle, unaware of where the apostle had infiltrated.

"I forgot to ask them if they knew where the Apostles were." Tan Wenjie glanced down at the corpse of the woman with the braided hair, drew away the abyssal black energy from her, and then shook his head. "What right does cannon fodder have to know the location of their leader?"

Everything is resolved.

Tan Wenjie did a quick calculation on his fingers.

"There are roughly twenty or so ways to find the Apostle."

Of these methods, he chose to make a phone call.

"Hey, Leon, it seems the intruders have arrived."

"bump!"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Playing mahjong with Dr. Jiang Si, oh dear, why are you calling me? I'm about to win his underwear." Tan Wenjie's lips twitched: "You've been fooled, he never wears underwear."

"What!" came the sound of Leon slamming his fist on the table from the other end of the phone. "You don't have any money to gamble, yet you dare to sit at the table?"

After a flurry of noise, Leon's voice came again: "Ah Jie, what did you just say?"

"The intruders you mentioned earlier have arrived."

"Just as I expected!" Lyon smugly hummed. "Don't worry, I'm fully prepared. Wait for me for half an hour, I'll be there soon."

The phone hangs up.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Having an imagination really does give you an edge. Even though he hadn't said where he was, and he now possessed a strong ability to hide, Leon still managed to find him in some nonsensical way.

Half an hour later, a taxi stopped in front of Tan Wenjie.

"Oh!"

A leather shoe kicked open the car door, and amidst the driver's insults, Leon made a dazzling entrance, carrying Lily and a suitcase.

The driver was still cursing when Lyon threw a wad of cash at him.

"You, you! You... If you want to take a ride again next time, you must look for me!" The driver's anger turned to joy.

If you let him meet such an arrogant rich person again, he will definitely not hide anything and will immediately kneel down and call God.

Leon simply waved his hand, signaling the other person to leave quickly.

"Bang!" The box was placed on the ground, and Leon squatted down, saying, "I've made very thorough preparations this time."

He took out a carton of milk.

"This is?"

“We might get injured in our duel with the invaders; we can heal ourselves with milk.”

Oh, it's a red bottle.

Lyon rummaged through the box again, took out a mousetrap, and casually handed it to Tan Wenjie.

"What is this?" Tan Wenjie asked humbly.

Lyon replied, "A trap for self-defense."

"Oh." Tan Wenjie took the mousetrap, only to find that his world power was increasing.

Although its content is not as high as the beads on his wrist, nor as high as those in horror comics or the "Gold and Silver Mountain Map", this thing looks like a trinket that Leon casually picked up.

This is the essence of Leon's imagination; he can manipulate the world's power at will.

He put the mousetrap in his pocket.

"Don't look at me, I like women."

"What a coincidence? Me too." Tan Wenjie reached into Leon's arms and groped around.

Since we can get something good, there's no reason not to take action.

“Ah Jie, has anyone ever told you that you’re actually a bit shameless?”

"Yes, I have."

"Why won't you change?"

"I've changed it, so what did everyone say for nothing?"

"That makes a lot of sense."

After a moment of silence, Tan Wenjie finally managed to pull out another bag of chocolates, two cartons of milk, a mousetrap, and a durian from Leon's arms.

Leon reached out and snatched the mousetrap and durian from Tan Wenjie. After taking a few steps forward, he opened the mousetrap and placed it on the ground, then put the durian on the mousetrap.

It's so heavy, yet it didn't trigger the mechanism. That's just unreasonable!

After setting the trap, Leon sneaked back.

"Sizzle~" Leon tore open a bag of chocolates.

Tan Wenjie reached for the chocolate without hesitation and asked, "Leon, do you think... there's really a chance that Pighead San will fall for it?"

He pointed to the durian mousetrap trap.

“Don’t worry.” Leon squinted and said seriously, “The intruder’s eyes are different from ours. In his eyes, a durian is a durian, and a mousetrap is not a mousetrap.”

"Oh?"

As they were talking, a person appeared in front of them. The person was indeed surrounded by the aura of the abyss. After he appeared, his eyes were fixed on the durian, and he could not pay attention to anything else.

When they reached the durian, the other person reached out to pick it up.

"Crack!"

The mousetrap was triggered, and the man screamed in pain as he fell to the ground.

"Charge!" Leon charged out first.

Tan Wenjie followed closely behind.

With their combined strength, dealing with the unfortunate soul trapped in the trap would be a piece of cake.

After finishing his work, Leon opened the mousetrap again, and Tan Wenjie took the initiative to place the durian bait.

A new round of surveillance continues.

"Charge!"

……

"Kill them!"

……

"Go on!"

……

Round after round, as Tan Wenjie and Leon hunted down the intruders with great gusto, he couldn't help but think to himself that these people had really messed with Leon.

Even if Leon doesn't kill anyone, he'll drive people crazy.

"Achoo~" Tan Wenjie yawned.

Outside, a group of apostles lay injured in mousetraps, unable to move.

"Ouch!" Another scream came from afar.

"Charge!" Tan Wenjie and Leon charged forward almost reflexively.

Only when they got closer did they realize that the guy lying on the ground was Ah Xing.

"Ah Xing?" Tan Wenjie asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

"I just bought some pornographic DVDs at the dock. Those two kids were awful. Selling pirated DVDs is bad enough, but the DVDs weren't even pornographic!" Ah Xing said through gritted teeth.

When he met the gazes of Tan Wenjie and the other man, he realized what he was doing and continued, "Then I saw a durian on the ground, so I came over to pick it up."

"Didn't you see the mousetrap under the durian? That means it's a trap."

“I knew it was a trap, so I made special preparations!” Ah Xing said with a very serious expression. “I stepped on the mousetrap so that it wouldn’t damage the durian.”

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Lyon: "..."

Even the mentally ill thought Ah Xing was a complete freak.

But the two of them were certain that Ah Xing was absolutely fine.

"Let me go, Brother Jie!" Ah Xing urged.

"Wait a minute." Tan Wenjie looked up ahead and saw a person striding towards him from around the corner of the container terminal.

The other party exuded a very strong aura of aggression.

Seeing that both of his own were on high alert, Ah Xing had no choice but to suppress his pain and turn to look at the newcomer.

"What do we do now?" Ah Xing asked anxiously. He felt a life-or-death threat, but he was helpless.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and poked at the air.

The figure, radiating an aura of malice, exploded with a "boom".

Ah Xing: "..."

Why was I so nervous just now? I could poke him with a single finger from a distance. This is my strongest support from now on.

Tan Wenjie wiped away non-existent sweat, dispelling the abyssal aura that had erupted from the apostle, and remarked, "The fight was too intense; I almost got injured."

Ah Xing and Leon: "..."

You look like a complete bystander who didn't lift a finger. (End of Chapter)