Yenching city center.

The official residence is a high-end villa area.

The Chu family is brightly lit, and the entire villa in the southwest corner is all owned by the Chu family.

They are a family of rising stars, not traditional giants.

About 50 years ago, the founder of the Chu family, that is, the grandfather of Chu Tangtang, he overcame all obstacles to start a successful business, relying on construction companies and real estate business, rose in Yanjing City, thus laying a large piece of the country, so that the famous Chu family has since stood among the top ten wealthy families in Yanjing.

Therefore, the Chu family does not have an ancestral home, nor does it have a whole family territory.

They just bought twenty of the most expensive villas in the city center, and then used them as the core area of the Chu family. It is not only convenient, but also very bold and generous!

After all, the villas of the first grade of official residences now have to start at 150 million yuan each.

Just from the real estate, you can see the confident courage of the Chu family.

But it is located in the center of the city, and there is a bustling commercial street with a lot of traffic at the door, which means that it provides great convenience for Zhou Qiang's infiltration.

"Hehe, Tangtang's recommended route is really nine out of ten. After Zhou Qiang first observed, he determined that the patrols on the periphery of the Chu family were consistent with Tangtang's description.

The position of the secret whistle in Minggang, Chu Tangtang, the former eldest lady of the Chu family, of course, knows everything about it.

Therefore, Zhou Qiang quickly took advantage of the night to touch the inner wall of the Chu family, and then after waiting for the patrolman to leave, he quickly flipped over and landed quietly, like a nimble bobcat.

Fast passage through the promenade.

A donkey rolled around to avoid the infrared detection mechanism and reached the windowsill of the living room.

Zhou Qiang took a deep breath, his gaze scanned inward, and then his pupils constricted slightly.

Because he saw Chu Zhongtian's study, it was really lit, and at the door, there were two guards sitting there. One in a white suit and a black tie, one in a black suit and a white tie, their temples all bulging high, and their whole bodies were windless.

"Sure enough, it's an ancient martial artist!" Zhou Qiang took a deep breath, he originally felt that the Chu family's defense was extremely lax, so he simply wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in directly, too lazy to wait for tomorrow, but unfortunately, it happened to happen that Chu Zhongtian was working hard in the study.

Even so, the infiltration plan can only fail.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, cautiously left the window, and returned the way he came.

No one was aware of his invasion, nor was anyone aware of his departure, and with Chu Tangtang's perfect map, he was like a divine helper, knowing all the sentry posts and mechanisms well. The Chu family's painstaking design and extremely powerful security system all fell short.

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Qiang came to the busy commercial street, his eyes were gloomy.

"I'll have to think about it tomorrow and trick him into leaving, lest that guy stay in the study all the time and get in my way. Zhou Qiang muttered to himself.

And the solution is also very simple, and I still have an agreement with Chu Zhongtian. The sum of 100 million is not too much for Chu Zhongtian, but it is definitely a lot to say less, and it can be used to trick him into leaving.

"But...... I'm also destitute!" Zhou Qiang smiled bitterly depressedly, "I still need to buy a lot of materials to cultivate! According to my relict perception, she has a rather strong aura shrouded in her, which is a sign of extraordinary talent! Such a talent, if squandered, would be a sin. Moreover, I believe that if she cultivates a little, her strength will soon improve by leaps and bounds. ”

"Snake Swallowing Whale" is a book of internal strength, but it consumes too much resources and wealth, and it can be said that it is completely used to pile up cultivation with money.

For the wealthy, this is naturally its most powerful place, but for Zhou Qiang, who has been completely poor and white, and has become a poor ghost, this is an extremely depressing place.

"I have to make money, make money, make money, make money!!" Zhou Qiang muttered to himself silently, a little anxious in his heart, and at the same time had a strong sense of crisis.

Strength is the strongest guarantee in the face of all threats!

However, Zhou Qiang is the only simple, rough, and neat killing technique that he honed when he was a killer. Although it is extremely easy to use in the face of ordinary people, the effect is remarkable, and it can be said to be a skill that stands at the peak of mortals, but it cannot be used to compete with the ancient warriors after all.

How to make money?

Zhou Qiang's eyes suddenly fell on a small stall in the corner of the commercial street, it was a small antique stall, the stall owner was a boy who looked a little thin, his clothes were shabby, and his face was dish.

He looked left and right, his spirit was extremely nervous, and his face was tense all the time.

Zhou Qiang looked at him playfully, thoughtful.

There are only two explanations for his nervousness: first, the things in his stall are not from the right source, he is a thief, so he will only be arrested by the police if he sells the stolen goods, and second, as a small vendor operating without a license, of course, he will worry about the arrival of the chengguan.

But soon, Zhou Qiang ruled out the first inference.

Because if you sell the stolen goods, you won't run to the busy commercial street, and it will be too easy for people to catch the stolen goods.

Therefore, Zhou Qiang walked to his stall with his head held high.

The boy immediately said with hope, "Sir, these are my father's private collection, and he used to be a lover of antiques, and it took a lot of effort and money to collect them. It's a pity that he has a serious illness and now needs hospitalization fees, otherwise I wouldn't dare to sell them for money. ”

At this time, a couple who stopped suddenly sneered.

"What a lame excuse, it won't sell badly. The fashionably dressed girl sneered contemptuously, "Nowadays, people are used to watching variety shows, those guys who participate in the draft, the stories they make up are called ingenious, you are really bad compared to them." ”

"Well, little friend, I recommend that you go to finish nine years of compulsory education, and then come out to deceive people. Because liars are also high-IQ jobs, just relying on a miserable face and makeup to make a yellow and thin face can't do it at all, you don't make up this story carefully enough. You can also watch Korean dramas, saying that your father has leukemia, your mother suffers from depression, and you work three jobs a day, so you can't support it before you come out to sell. The men also pouted and sneered very viciously.

Obviously, most of the pedestrians around me have a similar mentality.

No one felt like he was telling the truth.

The boy's aggrieved tears swirled in his eyes, almost crying, but the indifference of others made him stronger, he wiped away his tears, raised his head again, and continued to sell to Zhou Qiang with a choked voice: "Sir, the reason why I said that is not to sell miserably. You don't need to give me any mercy or concessions for this, just look at the condition of these antiques and give them a reasonable price. ”

This boy has a future!

Zhou Qiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is often not IQ that determines a person's upper limit, but emotional intelligence and heart.

At this age, the boy is full of warmth and coldness, and he is ridiculed by passers-by, but he can still endure it, and he can keep smiling to sell to himself, and at the same time, his words are also leaky, which shows that he is a young man. This may be the reason why the children of the poor are in charge of the house early.

Zhou Qiang touched his nose and said with a smile: "Since it is selling antiques, why don't you go to the Old City God Temple?"

"Huh?" the boy was stunned, dazed.

Zhou Qiang smiled and reminded him: "The customers in the commercial street are basically not interested in antiques. As you can see, it's mostly fashionably dressed and well-dressed women shopping. Seven or eight times out of ten of the brands on this commercial street are women's luxury goods and cosmetics. Who would want to buy your old antiques, which don't fit the atmosphere here? ”

The boy suddenly said with annoyance: "I see, thank you uncle for your reminder, I said why there is such a large flow of people, and no one wants to take a look." ”

“…… Uncle ......"

Zhou Qiang felt like he had been stabbed in the back from the boy.

Have you reached the age to be called that?

"Then I'll go to the City God Temple tomorrow night. The boy clenched his fists, made up his mind, and as he spoke, he prepared to close the stall.

"Hold off, let me take a look. Zhou Qiang smiled faintly and reached out to touch an item that was somewhat colorful in his relic perception.

It was the first time he had come into contact with something so strange.

Generally speaking, the color of the aura contained in an item indicates the dynasty to which they belong.

But what the hell is Colorful?

Zhou Qiang opened the box very curiously, and suddenly, an antique bronze sword appeared in front of him.

The boy immediately said, "Sir, this is an ancient sword that my father used to love, if you like it, you can give 150,000 yuan to take it." ”

Zhou Qiang touched his nose and was noncommittal, because although he could rely on the relic technique to appreciate treasures, in fact, he didn't know anything about this business. 150,000 is a small number among antiques.

The colorful aura color also means that it is very strange.

Why does it mix all the colors of the past dynasties, like a large dyeing workshop, and how can a bronze sword resemble a rainbow in the display of relics?

The more Zhou Qiang thought about it, the more he wondered, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The boy didn't urge, just waited patiently, and at the same time nervously watched left and right, lest the city managers who were raiding the city management arrive.

The antiques in his hand were the last straw for their family, and they were all he was going to sell in exchange for the life-saving money for his father's surgery, so there must be no mistakes. He had also encountered chengguan inspections before, and all of them had turned into good fortune, but the boy also knew that as long as he was caught once, all the things in the stall might be confiscated.

In that case, my father would have to wait on the sickbed to die.

"OK, I bought 150,000 yuan, you clean up the stall and go to the ATM next door with me to withdraw money." Zhou Qiang suddenly glanced at the distance, and said with a faint smile, "It's better to be numb with your hands and feet." ”

"Huh?" the boy was stunned.

"Because the chengguan is coming. Zhou Qiang chuckled, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a van and a group of people who were hurriedly jumping down from it.

The boy suddenly became in a hurry, hurried to pack all the devices, and then hurriedly followed Zhou Qiang to withdraw the money.

Although Zhou Qiang became shy because of Chu Tangtang's ransom of 100 million, it didn't matter if there was a small number like 150,000.

After paying, the boy stuffed all the cash into his suitcase and sighed, feeling that the burden on his shoulders was much lighter.

Then, he was even more grateful to Zhou Qiang: "Thank you, sir." If it weren't for your help, I don't know how long I'd have to wait before I can sell these things. My father is going to have surgery in three days, and if we don't have enough money, the hospital is afraid that the hospital will blow us out. ”