Prosperity: Conquering Billions of Gambling Kings

Chapter 166 The Wounded Man

Leaving the Bank of East Asia through the back door, Gu Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief again, but his steps became heavier.

As if walking on the mud, sinking deeper and deeper.

But he knew in his heart that Xiao Bei stayed in Rongyuan and refused to leave. Apart from his little thoughts for Rong Chen, it was more about Rong Chen's power in Shanghai Bund.

If he can't rise quickly, I'm afraid he won't have the chance to bring Xiaobei home again.

On the back street of the bank, pedestrians come and go, and occasionally a car bell rings in my ears.

Gu Huaian stood down on the side of the street, staring at the street scene in front of him, feeling inexplicably dazed.

In just a few months, my life has undergone such earth-shaking changes.

As if yesterday, he could still be a lowly rickshaw driver on Nanjing Road, and the time he turned around was the glory and wealth that was within easy reach.

In the days to come, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the difficult but peaceful life in the past.

Let's talk about Gu Xiaobei, ever since Rong Chen defended her at Anhua Theater last time, Gu Xiaobei's courage has obviously grown, and it is unambiguous to cause trouble.

In half a month, Rong Chen could hardly handle this girl anymore.

After school that day, the weather was gloomy. When I left the painting academy, the wind was blowing on my face, and I still felt a little chilly.It seems that after a rain, it is almost autumn.

Chuanzi drove over to pick her up as usual, got in the car, and Gu Xiaobei sat quietly on the side, still pondering over the expressive technique of representationalism that the teacher taught in class today.

After driving through Huaihai Road, the speed of the car slowed down significantly, and there were noisy sounds of pedestrians outside the car window, even accompanied by occasional screams.

"Chuanzi, what's wrong?" Gu Xiaobei came back to his senses and asked aloud.

"I don't know. It looks like the special agents of the Military Intelligence Department are arresting someone. Look at the commotion in the street..." Chuanzi's car drove slower and slower, looking outside from time to time.

Gu Xiaobei opened the car window and glanced outside.

From a distance, I saw a few men in Chinese tunics riding bicycles on a rampage, several roadside stalls were brought over, and the street was in chaos——

Because the distance was too far, Gu Xiaobei couldn't hear what the spies were yelling clearly.

Suddenly the rear door slammed!
Because her head was sticking out of the window, Gu Xiaobei was taken aback. Looking down, a man was leaning against her car door, clutching his arm, the man's gown was already stained with red blood.

Gu Xiaobei took a sharp breath!

Sitting in the car, she could only see the top of the man's head. A black Panama hat covered his face. The man slipped slowly along the car door and fell to the ground.

The speed of the car is very slow, but if he is not careful, he will be rolled into the wheels.

"Chuanzi, stop!" Gu Xiaobei yelled.

Chuanzi glanced at the rearview mirror, and also found the man leaning on the car door, and hurriedly stopped the car.

Gu Xiaobei was dissatisfied with opening the door hastily, so she had to get out of the car from the other side and hurried around.

"How are you, sir?"

Because of panic, Gu Xiaobei didn't even see the man's face clearly, so he hurriedly asked about the man's situation.

The man endured the great pain on his body, and struggled to raise his eyes.

Under the black top hat, even though the face was stained with blood, it still surprised Gu Xiaobei severely.

"Teacher Wang?"

With wide eyes, Gu Xiaobei looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

It is none other than Wang Jianyi from St. Paul's Academy of Painting.

(End of this chapter)