Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

The two men looked at each other and knew that the matter was almost over.

If Cui Dake died, the police would definitely be called in.

Now that Liuzi is dead, I don’t know whether the buyer will report to the police.

They didn't dare to gamble, so they could only get some money from Cui Dake and run away.

As for revenge for the death of the six sons?

What a joke!

You take the brotherhood between drinking buddies seriously.

What just happened was just an act for Cui Dake to see.

Fortunately, Cui Dake was not easily frightened, so once he was frightened, the money was defrauded out of him.

However, since he almost got me killed, I still have to teach this guy a lesson.

Thinking of this, Liu Er raised his knife and chopped off Cui Dake's little finger.

The fingers are connected to the heart, and the knife made Cui Dake scream in pain.

The third brother at the side took a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth to prevent him from screaming.

Cui Dake thought that the third brother was going to force himself, so he struggled desperately, regardless of the piercing pain in his hands.

Seeing that he still dared to struggle, Brother Liu raised his knife and stabbed it into the table.

Cui Dake looked at the knife emitting cold light in front of him, and was so frightened that his soul was trembling. His legs softened, and a warm current flowed down from the base of his legs.

Brother Liu smelled the stench in the air and said disdainfully:

"This knife is a lesson for you. You should think carefully about what to say and what not to say in the future."

Having said that, he left without paying any attention to Cui Dake who was limp all over.

Before leaving, he also took away Cui Dake's bottle of wine and a few bites of roast chicken.

Cui Dake collapsed on the table for a while before he recovered.

After the adrenaline fades, the suppressed pain is transmitted to the brain again.

Cui Dake climbed up tremblingly, endured the pain, picked up his severed finger and wrapped it with cloth.

He then took out a bag of money from the bottom of his cupboard.

He was a cunning man who had three burrows, so he usually hid his money in different places, and this habit helped him save some of his money.

But what saddened him was that the bulk of the money was hidden under the bed.

The rest are just the small heads.

"My money~~!! Hiss! My hand!!"

Cui Dake was so sad that he burst into tears.

But now was not the time to cry. He hid the money with him, picked up the wrapped severed finger, wiped his tears, and rushed to the hospital.

I heard that the hospital can reattach a severed finger, but I don’t know if it’s too late if I go there now.

Cui Dakeke doesn't want to become disabled.

Wang Jianjun didn't know that the two escaped robbers had avenged him by the way.

After returning to Beijing, he stopped by the Central Academy of Drama again.

Looking at Wang Jianjun's empty bamboo basket, Old Man Chen sneered:

"You are not a qualified buyer. You went there for a whole day and didn't buy anything."

Wang Jianjun rolled his eyes at him, handed him a cigarette and said:

"Who said I didn't buy anything? I bought a whole cow today."

Old man Chen took the cigarette without hesitation and lit it, then said cheerfully:

"You are such a boaster, why don't you just say you can buy a plane?"

Wang Jianjun smiled and didn't say anything. He told the truth but no one believed him.

After chatting and bragging with the old man for a while, Wang Jianjun rode his bike back.

After returning home, Wang Jianjun locked the door and flashed into the space.

Take out the genetic medicine prescribed when you traveled through time and space.

At the beginning, I only injected the primary genetic medicine, and I had not used the intermediate medicine because of the lack of food to replenish energy.

The unknown being was very generous and gave him twelve doses of each of the three genetic medicines.

What happened today made Wang Jianjun feel threatened by death.

The primary genetic medicine can make his physical fitness very strong, but it has not yet surpassed the scope of human beings.

If he was shot in the vitals, he would die.

Although the intermediate gene potion will not turn him into a superman.

But it allows him to break the limits of the human body, allowing him to gain superhuman strength, speed, endurance, and physical strength, as well as powerful recovery abilities.

These are not the most critical things.

The most powerful thing about the intermediate gene medicine is that it enables his body to gain the ability to resist free radical oxidation.

Simply put, it can delay aging and thus increase life expectancy.

According to the instructions, after the injection of the intermediate gene medicine, his life span can be extended by at least fifty years, and there will be basically no signs of aging before the age of sixty.

This kind of heaven-defying thing made Wang Jianjun extremely jealous.

How many wealthy and powerful people in later generations have used all kinds of dirty means and spent countless resources just to extend their lives by a few years.

No matter how much the gambling god spent in his previous life, he could only survive for a few more years.

This shows how precious the potion in his hand is.

After thanking the unknown being again, Wang Jianjun injected the medicine into his heart according to the instructions.

Press the injection button, and the blue medicine will slowly be injected into the heart, and then transported to all parts of the body as the heart beats.

Wang Jianjun didn't feel anything at first, but then he felt his heartbeat quickening and his body gradually began to get hot.

Feeling the changes in his body, he jumped directly into the river to cool himself down.

The physical changes lasted for several hours, and were followed by the familiar feeling of hunger.

Wang Jianjun was well prepared. He took out braised wild boar meat and a pot of bone soup, as well as a few large steamed buns from the storage space and started eating.

The two wild boars that he castrated and kept for food were later made into braised meat and barbecued meat and kept in the space.

This also saved him a lot of effort.

It was only after he took his first bite of food that he realized how hungry he was.

After eating ten pounds of meat and drinking a bowl of bone soup, the bone-eating hunger gradually subsided.

After dinner, Wang Jianjun lay in the rocking chair, eating a cucumber in his hand.

Only by combining meat and vegetables can the nutrition be balanced.

I casually felt the changes in my body.

The most intuitive thing is the strengthening of one's own strength.

I feel like I'm invincible.

Then the five senses were enhanced a lot.

Even the skin has become a lot whiter.

Wang Jianjun looked at his body with satisfaction.

Now he can’t say he can beat ten people, but he can still beat five of his previous self.

The most powerful human being on earth is yourself.

Moreover, the intermediate genetic medicine transformation will continue for some time, and by then I will be even stronger.

Wang Jianjun also tried out the scanning capability outside the space.

The scanning distance increased from five meters to about ten meters.

The ability to collect things has also been enhanced a bit, but not much.

However, the scanning range of ten meters has already made Wang Jianjun very satisfied.

This distance was enough for him to detect danger in advance.

Otherwise, like during the day, the other party is not within your scanning range, and you have no place to chase him even if you want to.

After feeling the changes in his body, Wang Jianjun took out his previous disguise, put it on and left the courtyard.

He plans to explore the black market tonight.

I have to get myself some handy weapons.

Not only are the pistols provided by the factory of poor quality, but the bullets provided are also limited.

Only one magazine quantity is given at a time.

A report is required after the shooting.

Wang Jianjun, who suffers from a fear of insufficient firepower, has long wanted to get himself some guns for self-defense.