I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 23 A Chance Helper
As the time came, the opening ceremony of Wanhua Restaurant officially began. The young man leaned the aluminum ladder against the corner and watched everyone bragging.

Uncle Tietou's face was flushed with ruddy glow, and he was quite passionate as he stood in front of the podium. He first talked about his childhood dream, and then about his experience of making a fortune. When his saliva was almost dry, he talked about today's opening ceremony.

Next to the young man stood another young man, but this young man was only wearing a black suit, with his chest muscles visible, a crew cut, and was eating a box lunch in his hand with gusto...

The young man who came in with the ladder was Chen Qingyuan. He looked at the young man in a suit beside him who looked like a reincarnated starving ghost with some surprise and asked, "Wanhua Hotel is opening today. There will be a lot of free food to eat later. Why did you choose to eat a few dollars of fast food?"

The young man in a suit wiped his greasy mouth, looked up and down at Chen Qingyuan in work clothes, and said with a smile: "You are not an electrician at all, right? Electricians work in the wind and rain every day, and few of them have such fair skin and tender flesh, and even no calluses on their fingers. You have to know that they often twist wires with their hands."

Who are you, sir?

Chen Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and put his right hand in his pocket.

The young man in a suit smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. Although I don't know you, I guess our purpose should be the same!"

He pointed his index finger at the passionate Tietou Ye, and then made a cutting gesture on his neck: "Today this head is mine, no matter what you want to do, give me the position! As long as your task is not too troublesome, let me do it for you..."

Ah, there is such a good thing?

Chen Qingyuan really didn't expect to meet a nice person, so he asked, "What's your name?"

The young man in a suit smiled and said, "I... am not important."

Chen Qingyuan took out a red bag from his pocket and handed it to the young man in a suit, saying, "If possible, please help put this thing on Tietouye's face."

The young man in the suit didn't even look at what it was, he just said, "That's great, even the dead get gifts."

He pulled out a black pistol from his pocket and walked out, shouting loudly: "Iron Head!" Everyone's eyes were focused on him, including Iron Head on the stage.

"boom!"

A pistol without a silencer is very loud!

Tietou dodged subconsciously, but a blood flower still appeared on his shoulder. Adrenaline was secreted, so it didn't hurt that much, but fear instantly spread throughout his body. Who wouldn't be afraid of death? He crawled under the podium, heard footsteps, looked up, and saw that the young man in the suit had actually rushed to the stage, with the black muzzle of the gun in his hand facing him.

Bang bang bang!
After hearing the continuous gunshots, Tietou fell asleep.

The young man in the suit turned to leave, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, I almost forgot!" He put the red bag given by Chen Qingyuan on Tietou's face: "Here is your gift!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic!
A large number of Tietouye's men were about to rush forward, but the young man actually took out a grenade from his pocket and held it up. Everyone felt cold all over and dared not rush forward.

I could only watch him slowly walk away...

A few thugs bravely went up to check on Tietou Ye's body. The lights at the scene made a squeaking sound. One of them looked up and saw the huge chandelier suddenly falling down and hitting them hard!
Chen Qingyuan blended into the crowd and ran away.

The Wanhua Hotel was a mess when it opened.

Several of Tietou's subordinates went forward to check after they were sure it was safe. They found a red bag on Tietou's face. Inside was a red invitation for the initiation ceremony. The beginning read: "The immortal of the 卐 Ying Palace has come to save all sentient beings who have experienced disasters. Tietou has led people to do evil and deserves to die. It is a merit to die early and be reborn early."

The address was written below the invitation.

The leader holding the invitation angrily tore it in half: "I'm going to the fucking 卐盈宫!"

Killing Tietouye with a gun in such a fair and open manner is simply lawless. Regardless of whether this Wanying Palace has a direct relationship with them, as long as it exists for one day, it is an insult to their Sanhu Gang! "Revenge for Tietouye!"

"revenge!"

"Dry!"

The scene was filled with excitement!
At night, in Wanying Palace, several people were sitting at the fortune-telling table next to the main hall. They were He's father, He's mother, A-Dai, and the young couple Ke Zihongnan...

Father He looked at the night outside and said, "Is it okay for Brother Chen to go alone?"

He Ma said: "He is a man of swift action and resolution, and he is also a man of brains. He will definitely be able to do this. We just need to stay here to protect Ah Dai, the student who has worshipped the evil spirit, to avoid any problems..."

As soon as she finished speaking, two people came to the gate of Wanying Palace. They were Xiaopang and Ayuan. Ayuan was Adai's junior. He looked weak and was said to be a glass. He was rejected by boys and girls in the school.

Everyone is here.

He Ma stood up and said, "Lock the door and tie them up with ropes!"

Ke Zi and Hong Nan were stunned: "Why? We won't run away."

He Ma took out a rope as thick as a twist from under the incense table and said, "There is a curse in your bodies. Although I am sure I can save your lives in Wanying Palace, I can't stop you from running around with your minds confused. If you want to stay alive, tie me up..."

……

On the cold street.

Abandoned land temple.

There are two people standing on the left and right sides of the incense table in front of the shrine. The one on the left is a middle-aged man with short hair in soap-colored clothes and a brown birthmark on his face. He is the interpreter of the swastika palace in the land temple.

Standing on the right side of the incense table is a man in his fifties with long hair, an eye patch on his left eye, wearing a dark purple-black robe, a rosary around his neck, and a somewhat gloomy face. He is the abbot of the Wanying Palace and also the chief magician. All rituals and words concerning the "immortals" are arranged and relayed by him.

His name is Master Zangzhen.

For some reason, there are fewer believers today, and Master Zangzhen clearly feels the oppression from the statue of the immortal.

He quickly formed hand seals with both hands, bowed respectfully to the Immortal and said, "Immortal, I don't know why I feel a little uneasy today. Can you give me some advice?"

There were more than fifty believers kneeling in front of the incense table. The gambler Ke, who was beaten up by Chen Qingyuan and even had a finger cut off, was also here!

The immortal in the shrine has not spoken yet.

The gambler Ke knelt on the ground and crawled over, crying, "Master, Master, please give me some advice. I have sincere faith in you from the bottom of my heart, but when I went out the night before last, I was ambushed by a wicked man. He beat me up and cut off my little finger!"

He raised his right hand and found that there was indeed a section missing, which was simply bandaged.

The severed finger was not properly stored and when it was sent to the hospital, the doctors were helpless and said that forcibly reattaching it might cause various infections or even necrosis, and the function of the finger could not be restored.

There was no regret in the eyes of the gambler Ke, only resentment. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fairy, in addition to blessing me with a huge profit, please also kill that man!"

(End of this chapter)