Wu Ming did not expect that after such a fuss at the Wu family mansion, No. 76 suspected Wu Shibao's enemy during his lifetime, and also determined that it was a gangster master who was hired to steal money and vent his anger.

As usual, Wu Ming still lives a regular life. After dinner in the morning, he went to the half-dead grocery store and encouraged two frown guys, ensuring that the salary would be the same regardless of business. He had a way to make the shop prosper again, but he had to wait for a while. Then he got on a tricycle and wandered around the streets of Shanghai, trying to be familiar with the name of the street and where the alleys were going. When he returned home at noon, after eating delicious food, he took a nap in the house, sat in the patio to cool off or hide in the house to make some useful weapons. Because it is summer now, he is thin and has poor weapons to hide on his body, so he usually takes an excuse to go back around nine o'clock after dinner. Habits become natural, and if he suddenly goes out at night, it is easy to make people doubt.

The next day, he handed the box with his broken hand to Wan Molin and asked him to find someone to send it to Zhang Xiaolin's villa in Moganshan, warning the Qing Gang tycoon. As for the effect, Wu Ming didn't care much. If he was stubborn and did it faster by himself, he would have completed Du Yuesheng's instructions.

On this day, Han Han asked Wu Ming to meet outside, and Wu Ming knew that Ji Yunqing was afraid that he would be in his life.

The Demon Cave No. 76 can be said to be inseparable from Ji Yunqing, the leader of the Qing Gang. The spy leaders here, Li Shiqun and Tang Huimin, are all Ji's apprentices. Others, such as Zhu Shunlin, Xu Fubao, Zhang Lu and Wu Shibao, have also been introduced by Ji Yunqing to the gang who joined No. 76. Ji Yunqing accepts a considerable amount of money paid by the spy agencies to buy him into the so-called "peace movement".

Ji Yunqing is quite fed in the gangster world in Shanghai, especially in the Yangtze River Road area. But for the spy industry, he is an outsider. After all, he thinks he is doing something secretly, and no one outside knows it. Besides, he also believes that he is a big gangster, and even if someone knows it, N dares not do anything to him. Just as Bai Xiangren (i.e., the gangster) said, "Don't let this thing go to heart." Therefore, everyday actions are as usual.

"You said he is usually very casual, sometimes he doesn't even bring a bodyguard?" Wu Ming asked in disbelief.

Han Han nodded. He learned from Wu Ming now, and he often disguises when he goes out. "Yes, why? I feel a little boring. Then why don't I do it this time, you can handle it."

"I went to see his house once yesterday. I started faster, so why don't I use any response?" Wu Ming shook his head, "Leave it to me. I don't want to use a gun this time."

"He eats morning tea in Fulou every day and listens to Duan Xingshu. He usually goes home by the back door because it is quiet and there is no more than two bodyguards with him at most. Sometimes he is the only one." Han Han said lightly: "It's probably because he's old and can't remember how many bad things he has done."

"Alzheimer's disease!" Wu Ming smiled and curled his lips. He reached out and called a car, and waved goodbye to Han Han.

Ji Yunqing, 72 years old this year, is in good health. When he reaches his age, he pays more attention to his health. He walks to have morning tea every day and then walks home.

With a few disciples at No. 76, and with many disciples, Ji Yunqing thought that he was playing with both black and white in Shanghai, and no one dared to deal with him.

Today, as usual, this old guy finished his morning tea and walked towards his home leisurely, following his apprentice "Baojiao" Yin Agen.

"Agen!" Ji Yunqing stretched out his hand and greeted: "Didn't you always want to go to No. 76?"

Yin Agen hurried over and replied with a pleasing look on his face: "Please help me."

Ji Yunqing nodded with a smile, "I have told your senior brother that you can go tomorrow! When you get there, do your best, don't lose your face."

"Thank you, Master." Yin Agen was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji." A voice came from behind. The two of them looked back and a mustache was running and chasing him. Yin Agen hurriedly stepped forward to block Ji Yunqing, with his eyebrows raised and his hands on his waist.

"Mr. Ji." Xiaomao was very tactful and didn't look forward too much. She stopped and said respectfully: "I want to take you as my teacher. I have brought you this post and the apprenticeship. Please accept me!"

Ji Yunqing was a little funny. There was no such thing as a disciple. He had no introduction and just rushed over. He shook his head gently, turned around and continued to walk forward.

"Get out." Yin Agen shouted loudly with the help of others: "What kind of identity is Mr. Ji? How could he accept a red man like you?" As he said that, he reached out and pushed Wu Ming hard, turned around and followed Ji Yunqing.

"Huh", a gust of evil wind was not good, and Wu Ming's hand and axe slashed hard on the back of Yin Agen's head. Yin Agen didn't even snorted, and opened his eyes like a dead fish, opened his mouth, and was kicked to the ground by Wu Ming. Blood and brains slowly flowed out.

Hearing the sound, Ji Yunqing turned around in shock and saw Wu Ming walking up with a grim smile, the axe in his hand was still ticking blood.

"You..." Ji Yunqing was so brave that he lifted up his robe and reached out to pull out his pistol in a panic.

With a "huh", Wu Ming slashed the axe heavily on Ji Yunqing's forehead. The red blood flowed down his white hair, and his eyes were bulging, as if they were about to burst out of his eye sockets.

Wu Ming flew up, kicked the body over the ground, quickly wiped the blood from the axe on Ji Yunqing's clothes, then inserted it into his belt, tied the open clothes together, and turned around with a relaxed face and ran away from the scene.

The alley returned to peace. A gust of wind blew, bringing an unpleasant smell of blood. The two corpses lie down and leaned down, and blood kept flowing out, dyeing the ground red. The messy white hair on Ji Yunqing's head moved with the wind, and his wooden eyes looked at the gray sky, as if expressing his unwillingness in his heart.
Chapter completed!