It's just that the scene just now was too scary, and the other gangster was already frightened, and when he saw this situation, he directly crawled back to the BYD car. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, the courtyard door next to the old camphor tree suddenly opened, and a white-haired man who looked to be in his fifties walked out, his eyes fell on the gangster who was wailing in pain not far away, glanced at it, and couldn't help frowning.

The white-haired man who ran back to the BYD car suddenly rushed over as if he had seen a savior: "Mr. Zhong." ”

The white-haired man didn't say anything else, but only asked the gangster, "What about Mr. Gao's stuff?"

The thug handed over a box, and the white-haired man took the box and left, but he didn't even glance at the cars next to him, and prepared to go back to the yard.

Seeing that the man was leaving, the middle-aged man surnamed Guo, who had been sitting in the car, shouted eagerly, "Are you Mr. Zhong?"

Hearing this, the white-haired man stopped.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Guo hurriedly stepped out of the car, opened the back seat of the car, and invited Liang Pengzhi inside.

Liang Pengzhi approached the white-haired man, and the white-haired man looked at Liang Pengzhi's body and said, "Sir, we don't seem to know each other, right?"

Liang Pengzhi smiled: "Mr. Zhong doesn't know me, but I think I should know this, right?"

As he spoke, Liang Pengzhi took out a thing from his back, which was a tortoiseshell folding fan, the tortoiseshell material was crystal clear, and a landscape painting was also painted on the fan surface, and the fan inscription read: I met Brother Jiezhi at the beginning of the summer of the year. Behind the inscription, there is also a red seal, and there are four words in the seal: Zhong Gudaoren.

As soon as he saw this fan, the white-haired man's eyes suddenly changed, and he looked at Liang Pengzhi and asked sharply, "How can this fan be in your hand?"

Liang Pengzhi said with a smile: "My surname is Liang, I am a friend of Brother Yan, and I bought this fan from the old woman Yan." ”

The white-haired man stared at Liang Pengzhi with a faint glimmer of light, and after a while, the white-haired man said lightly: "Come with me." ”

Seeing that the white-haired man actually agreed to let this strange old man in, the gangster was immediately taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhong, this is not in accordance with the rules, if Mr. Gao knows, we will ......"

Before the thug finished speaking, the white-haired man turned his head suddenly, and glared at the thug with sharp eyes:

"It's your business how to report it, does the surname Gao even want to restrict our personal freedom? This person I agreed to bring in, you can tell him plainly, if he is not happy, just come to me!"

The gangster seemed to want to say something more, and the white-haired man glanced coldly at the gangster on the ground: "I advise you to take your companion to the hospital quickly, if you delay any longer, his hand may be wasted!"

Saying that, the white-haired man walked straight to the courtyard, Liang Pengzhi hurriedly followed when he saw this, and the gangsters over there wanted to stop him but didn't dare, so he could only stand stupidly on the side.

Huo Sining had been hiding in the car before, and when she saw Liang Pengzhi take out the folding fan, her body suddenly stiffened, and the whole person was wrong.

At the beginning, this folding fan was sold to the Treasure Pavilion by Mrs. Yan's grandson, and then Mrs. Yan looked for it again and mortgaged it with a few things before she exchanged the fan back.

The fan looked inconspicuous, but Mrs. Yan said that it was her husband's treasure, so she had to take it back.

And later, Huo Sining and Zhou Shitao went to Yan's house again, and Mrs. Yan also informed Huo Sining of a situation, the tortoiseshell folding fan was made by her brother, and Zhong Gudao was the word of Mrs. Yan's brother.

A fan that the old lady regarded as more valuable than her life was tied to the memories of the two men who were the most important in Mrs. Yan's eyes, how could the old lady Yan sell such an item of great significance? If she was going to sell it, the old lady would not have gone to such great lengths to redeem it in the Treasure Pavilion.

Huo Sining frowned, and immediately she thought of Liang Pengzhi's previous incident in the Treasure Pavilion where she wanted to buy her box containing the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and strange beads, she faintly felt that something was wrong in her heart, picked up her mobile phone and quickly rummaged through the contacts, and found the landline phone at Mrs. Yan's house.

The phone rang and went through, but no one answered.

At this time, Huo Sining's heart sank even more, she thought about it, and could only turn to Li Quan.

After the phone was connected, Huo Sining didn't care about explaining more, and directly commanded Li Quan: "Li Quan, do you remember where the old residence of Yan Tielin, the overseer of Xicheng District, is?"

Li Quan suddenly received this call from Huo Sining, and he was still a little confused, not knowing what Huo Sining meant: "You mean the house of the old lady Yan who sold a strange copy of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in our store before, right? I have been with you once, but I think I probably still know, if it really doesn't work, I can also find someone to ask, what's wrong?"

Huo Sining said: "Then Mrs. Yan may have an accident, I don't want to tell you more about the specifics, you should rush to Yan's house to see the situation now, I just called the old lady and no one answered, I am worried that no one will take care of the old man's accident." ”

As soon as Li Quan heard this, he immediately nodded and responded, "Okay, then I'll take a look." ”

Hanging up the phone, Huo Sining's eyes involuntarily looked outside, the white-haired man had already led Liang Pengzhi into the yard, and the gangster who had beaten people before was also helped back to the BYD car by another companion, apparently preparing to go back to the county.

Under the huge old camphor tree, only the cars of Huo Sining and Lu Huairu remained.

Huo Sining couldn't understand what Lu Huairu was doing in this poor and remote place, Zhong Lao Ghost is a master of making fakes, could it be that Lu Huairu also came to find Zhong Lao Ghost to make a fake? But this is not right.

At this time, the master who repaired the car over there finally fiddled with his faulty car, returned to the driver's seat, re-ignited, and the engine finally started.

The master smiled, raised his head and raised his head at Huo Sining in the back seat: "Miss Huo, the car has been repaired, we can go!"

Huo Sining nodded and motioned for the master to leave first for the time being, but his eyes were still locked on Lu Huairu's BMW.

Maybe it was because he heard the driver's "Miss Huo", Lu Huairu raised his head suddenly, looked at the dilapidated second-hand off-road vehicle where Huo Sining was, and faintly saw the silhouette of the people in the car through the window. (To be continued.) )