Chapter 137: secret
Chapter 137 The Secret
In a certain hotel, Qianluo slowly started to work with her dizzy head, opened her heavy eyelids, and the layout of the hotel room came into view, "Why am I here?"
"Brother..." Suddenly Qianluo thought of something, her eyes flushed, and she finally saw her brother who had been searching for three years, but why did her brother become like that.
Suddenly she saw a note left on the bedside table with a familiar line written on it: Sorry, sister, I still have very important things to do, and I can't get it back!
Qianwu, who had left the hotel, lit a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was always indifferent, but he was a little more alive.
"If you don't take revenge, how can you go back to see you, sister?" Qianwu took a deep cigarette and found the hotel at the address that Zhuo Bufan said.
Zhuo Bufan did not have any fluctuations in Qianwu’s arrival. It seemed that he knew that Qianwu would definitely come to him instead of fleeing. After listening to Qianwu’s words, he realized that the ghost king is the man behind Xu Meili, and Lian Xun unexpectedly He is the biological son of the King of Ghosts.
"Lian Xun is not dead, the ghost king rescued him?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a slight frown.
Qian Wudao: "Lian Xun had an amulet on his body that was given to him by the King of Ghosts, which saved his life... I didn't expect to be controlled by the King of Ghosts."
"Well, it seems that I underestimated the world, and I didn't think I finally met a monk." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, but the expression on his face was filled with a smile.
Qianwu doesn’t know what this smile is for, but Zhuo Bufan knows that people in this world have completely different concepts from him. The appearance of another monk means that there are still cultivators on the blue star, even though the opponent is his own. Enemy, but there is no need to feel lonely anymore.
Moreover, if Yu Lan Xing really has a cultivator, it should be of great help to his future promotion, and he also wants to know the reason for the exhaustion of his spiritual energy.
But now the more important thing is that the ghost king's amulet can block his own magic decision, indicating that the opponent's strength is at least equal to his, and the peak of Qi training!
He is now more interested in meeting the ghost king, and by the way, helping Lian Shijian wipe out the enemies one by one.
Qianwu hesitated and said: "Mr. Zhuo, thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many bad things would be controlled by the ghost king. I want to follow you and kill the ghost king personally to take revenge."
"You should be the strength of the second rank of Anjin? Tell me about your affairs in Yanlong?" Zhuo Bufan thought.
It turned out that Qianwu was a member of the martial arts alliance, and the members of the alliance were divided into s, a, b, c, and d according to their martial arts strength. Meet the minimum requirement of A-level elite is the dark warrior.
After Qianwu finished speaking, a murderous voice flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Zhuo, the ghost king may appear at the antique trading conference in Zhongzhou tomorrow. This is a good opportunity."
"The richest man in Zhongzhou? Zhou Paxiang, Zhou Yi, and Yan Chunyi will go too!" Zhuo Bufan nodded and said, "I will go to Zhongzhou tomorrow. There is a bank card with one million in it. You take it and replace it. To go, come to the hotel to see me tomorrow."
"Yeah." Qianwu was not wordy, he needed a little equipment now, took the bank card and turned and left the room.
"Ghost King, could it be that he left the black silk mist on Yang Qi?"
The next day.
Because Ye Xuan had just taken over the family affairs and was preparing to form a new company with Jiang Lang, Cao Simiao and others, there was no time to go to Zhongzhou, and Yuan Shuang stayed in Xinping to accompany him. In fact, everyone in the Ye family understood that Ye Xuan was just bringing a director. It's just a long name, and the person who actually operates it is still Ye Minnan, and it is only Ye Xuan's super strong network that he is relying on.
Therefore, Zhuo Bufan left the hotel with only Lian Shijian, and a black SUV was parked at the door. A man wearing a tight elastic vest, who was like an iron tower, stood by the car and smoked. He saw Zhuo Bufan and Lian Shijian coming out. He quickly stepped on the cigarette butt, "Mr. Zhuo, Miss Lian."
After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to pull the car door, Zhuo Bufan and Lian Shijian sat in the back seat, Qian Wu was responsible for driving, and the car was rented from a car rental agency.
"Mr. Zhuo, the place of this transaction is in the "Wind Spirit Villa" in Fuling District, Zhongzhou, where the Zhongzhou Antique Fair has been held in the past few years." Qianwu opened the window and said while smoking.
Lian Shijian tilted his head and said suspiciously, "They are holding an antique fair inside?"
"The antique fair was jointly organized by several big families in Zhongzhou, and Zhou Paxiang took the lead." Qianwu took out three invitation letters from his arms and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I did it yesterday."
Zhuo Bufan knows that this antique fair will be divided into two sessions, inside and outside, the outside only needs ordinary invitation posts, Ye Xuan has already helped him get it, but the inside invitation letter is not available to everyone, only Only those famous people in the mall can receive internal invitations.
After driving for about an hour and a half, the car finally reached Fengling Mountain Villa, which is on the mountainside. The car can only park in the parking lot built below. Looking at it, the lowest is the Audi A6L, and many of them are Rolls Royce. , Ferrari Enzo, Lamborghini and other luxury cars, I am afraid that half of the richest people in the entire Central State have appeared here.
Fengling Villa adopts the southern garden architecture style, with green grass and lush forests, and even includes a huge natural lake in it, with halls and halls, flying dragons and carved beams, magnificent and magnificent.
A dozen bodyguards with headsets and suits stood in two rows at the entrance of the villa. They were responsible for checking the identities of those entering the manor and responsible for security work.
Zhuo Bufan walked forward with Lian Shijian and Qianwu, handed in the invitation, and walked in smoothly. The inside was wide and empty, but there were already a lot of people, and there were still many people laying out antiques for trading on the ground. , Attracted a lot of people onlookers.
This should only be an off-market transaction. The transaction is free, without guarantee, and at your own risk.
Suddenly, there was a commotion behind Zhuo Bufan, and a group of popular groups walked in, and everyone around immediately gave way.
In a certain hotel, Qianluo slowly started to work with her dizzy head, opened her heavy eyelids, and the layout of the hotel room came into view, "Why am I here?"
"Brother..." Suddenly Qianluo thought of something, her eyes flushed, and she finally saw her brother who had been searching for three years, but why did her brother become like that.
Suddenly she saw a note left on the bedside table with a familiar line written on it: Sorry, sister, I still have very important things to do, and I can't get it back!
Qianwu, who had left the hotel, lit a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was always indifferent, but he was a little more alive.
"If you don't take revenge, how can you go back to see you, sister?" Qianwu took a deep cigarette and found the hotel at the address that Zhuo Bufan said.
Zhuo Bufan did not have any fluctuations in Qianwu’s arrival. It seemed that he knew that Qianwu would definitely come to him instead of fleeing. After listening to Qianwu’s words, he realized that the ghost king is the man behind Xu Meili, and Lian Xun unexpectedly He is the biological son of the King of Ghosts.
"Lian Xun is not dead, the ghost king rescued him?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a slight frown.
Qian Wudao: "Lian Xun had an amulet on his body that was given to him by the King of Ghosts, which saved his life... I didn't expect to be controlled by the King of Ghosts."
"Well, it seems that I underestimated the world, and I didn't think I finally met a monk." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, but the expression on his face was filled with a smile.
Qianwu doesn’t know what this smile is for, but Zhuo Bufan knows that people in this world have completely different concepts from him. The appearance of another monk means that there are still cultivators on the blue star, even though the opponent is his own. Enemy, but there is no need to feel lonely anymore.
Moreover, if Yu Lan Xing really has a cultivator, it should be of great help to his future promotion, and he also wants to know the reason for the exhaustion of his spiritual energy.
But now the more important thing is that the ghost king's amulet can block his own magic decision, indicating that the opponent's strength is at least equal to his, and the peak of Qi training!
He is now more interested in meeting the ghost king, and by the way, helping Lian Shijian wipe out the enemies one by one.
Qianwu hesitated and said: "Mr. Zhuo, thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many bad things would be controlled by the ghost king. I want to follow you and kill the ghost king personally to take revenge."
"You should be the strength of the second rank of Anjin? Tell me about your affairs in Yanlong?" Zhuo Bufan thought.
It turned out that Qianwu was a member of the martial arts alliance, and the members of the alliance were divided into s, a, b, c, and d according to their martial arts strength. Meet the minimum requirement of A-level elite is the dark warrior.
After Qianwu finished speaking, a murderous voice flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Zhuo, the ghost king may appear at the antique trading conference in Zhongzhou tomorrow. This is a good opportunity."
"The richest man in Zhongzhou? Zhou Paxiang, Zhou Yi, and Yan Chunyi will go too!" Zhuo Bufan nodded and said, "I will go to Zhongzhou tomorrow. There is a bank card with one million in it. You take it and replace it. To go, come to the hotel to see me tomorrow."
"Yeah." Qianwu was not wordy, he needed a little equipment now, took the bank card and turned and left the room.
"Ghost King, could it be that he left the black silk mist on Yang Qi?"
The next day.
Because Ye Xuan had just taken over the family affairs and was preparing to form a new company with Jiang Lang, Cao Simiao and others, there was no time to go to Zhongzhou, and Yuan Shuang stayed in Xinping to accompany him. In fact, everyone in the Ye family understood that Ye Xuan was just bringing a director. It's just a long name, and the person who actually operates it is still Ye Minnan, and it is only Ye Xuan's super strong network that he is relying on.
Therefore, Zhuo Bufan left the hotel with only Lian Shijian, and a black SUV was parked at the door. A man wearing a tight elastic vest, who was like an iron tower, stood by the car and smoked. He saw Zhuo Bufan and Lian Shijian coming out. He quickly stepped on the cigarette butt, "Mr. Zhuo, Miss Lian."
After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to pull the car door, Zhuo Bufan and Lian Shijian sat in the back seat, Qian Wu was responsible for driving, and the car was rented from a car rental agency.
"Mr. Zhuo, the place of this transaction is in the "Wind Spirit Villa" in Fuling District, Zhongzhou, where the Zhongzhou Antique Fair has been held in the past few years." Qianwu opened the window and said while smoking.
Lian Shijian tilted his head and said suspiciously, "They are holding an antique fair inside?"
"The antique fair was jointly organized by several big families in Zhongzhou, and Zhou Paxiang took the lead." Qianwu took out three invitation letters from his arms and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I did it yesterday."
Zhuo Bufan knows that this antique fair will be divided into two sessions, inside and outside, the outside only needs ordinary invitation posts, Ye Xuan has already helped him get it, but the inside invitation letter is not available to everyone, only Only those famous people in the mall can receive internal invitations.
After driving for about an hour and a half, the car finally reached Fengling Mountain Villa, which is on the mountainside. The car can only park in the parking lot built below. Looking at it, the lowest is the Audi A6L, and many of them are Rolls Royce. , Ferrari Enzo, Lamborghini and other luxury cars, I am afraid that half of the richest people in the entire Central State have appeared here.
Fengling Villa adopts the southern garden architecture style, with green grass and lush forests, and even includes a huge natural lake in it, with halls and halls, flying dragons and carved beams, magnificent and magnificent.
A dozen bodyguards with headsets and suits stood in two rows at the entrance of the villa. They were responsible for checking the identities of those entering the manor and responsible for security work.
Zhuo Bufan walked forward with Lian Shijian and Qianwu, handed in the invitation, and walked in smoothly. The inside was wide and empty, but there were already a lot of people, and there were still many people laying out antiques for trading on the ground. , Attracted a lot of people onlookers.
This should only be an off-market transaction. The transaction is free, without guarantee, and at your own risk.
Suddenly, there was a commotion behind Zhuo Bufan, and a group of popular groups walked in, and everyone around immediately gave way.
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