The agent, Sister Li, is going crazy.

She wanted to hang Gao Cheng on the flagpole outside the window, head down, and evaporate all the urine from his brain.

What kind of organization is Hongmen?

It is the largest Chinese community in the world, and it has countless industries, and it has money and money, people and people, and even more power!

Not to mention Gao Cheng, even if they are the boss of their entertainment company, they don't dare to offend the big guy of Hongmen, otherwise a phone call from someone can make their entertainment company unable to open!

Small shrimp like them, when encountering such a big tiger shark, they can generally hide as far as they can, and don't pick up any cheap.

But this time, Gao Cheng actually wanted to track down the VIPs of Hongmen?!

Do you believe that after that little assistant got into a taxi, no taxi driver dared to follow the convoy in front?!

After listening to Sister Li's scolding, Gao Cheng's face completely turned dead gray......

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The extended Lincoln travels on the most famous bridge in France, the Alexandre III Bridge, with the Seine River flowing with its cool waters.

"Mr. Shen, our hall master Sun has helped you check your things, and I have specially ordered me to drive his car to pick you up and take you to the hall, and then I will arrange accommodation for you. ”

Said the flat-headed man who was driving.

Shen Mo nodded and said, "Trouble the brothers, when you find the person I want, please drink the brothers." ”

The flat-headed man smiled: "My name is Zhang Xin, just call me Ashin." I don't dare to take Mr. Shen's words, your matter is explained by the young master himself, and we will definitely go all out. ”

After a few polite words, he heard an eagle's cry in the sky, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

There was lightning in the sky, and this guy had been holding back in the jade space for more than ten hours, and he had already been crazy, and as soon as he got off the plane, he threw it out silently to let it go.

As he spoke, the car arrived in the 13th arrondissement of Paris.

The 13th arrondissement of Paris is the largest Chinese gathering place in France, where most of the Chinese are gathered, and the surrounding buildings and restaurants also have a strong Chinese flavor, which is also known as the Chinatown of Paris.

Ashin's motorcade drove on Chinatown, like the motorcade of the president of the United States, and pedestrians on the road avoided it, and many people bent down to salute the car.

The convoy stopped at a teahouse, and after getting out of the car in silence, it was found that the teahouse was still hanging a banner that is rare even in China, and a colorful tiger was painted on it.

"This is our hall, the first floor is a tea house, the second floor is a pawnshop, and the third floor is a hotel. Ashin said.

Shen Mo nodded, and went directly to the hotel on the third floor with Ashin.

From the outside street, this is just a very ordinary hotel, but when I went inside, I found that the interior decoration of the hotel was comparable to a four-star hotel, and the girl at the front desk was not weaker than some university school flowers.

"It only accepts Hongmen distinguished guests, and is not open to the public. ”

Ashin explained, opened the door of the room and said, "Mr. Shen can take a break from the journey, and when he is bored, he will go to the pawnshop and the teahouse to sit." We'll get the news and we'll let you know as soon as we get it. ”

Shen nodded in thanks, and after Ashin left, he went to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and sat cross-legged at the head of the bed.

In the meridians in his body, the true qi was slowly flowing, and after his cultivation in the past few days, the true qi was a little stronger than when he first broke through.

That's when there was a knock on the door.

It was a very bewitching young woman, followed by several young and beautiful girls, and said with a charming smile: "Sir, do you need service?"

Shen Mo frowned slightly, and said, "I came to have something to do, and I'm not interested in the rest, so I'm going to order some food and bring it up." ”

The young woman gave Shen Mo a look of surprise, bowed her head and led the people away.

Half an hour later, Shen Mo ate and drank to his heart's content, and went downstairs to the pawnshop on the second floor.

The layout of the pawnshop is very similar to that of the pawnshop in the Qing Dynasty, but with the addition of modern facilities such as fixed lines and anti-theft doors and windows, it looks a little elegant.

There were no customers in the pawnshop, just a shopkeeper and two guys. After the shopkeeper saw Shen Mo, he hurriedly beckoned the guys to pour tea for Shen Mo, and he already knew from Ashin's mouth that Shen Mo's origin was not small.

Silent and idle, he was about to sit down for a cup of tea and ask the shopkeeper a few questions by the way, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw a French man in a crumpled Brazilian suit walk in.

The Frenchman, who was drunk and had messy hair, carried a large box in his arms, which appeared to contain metal objects, and walked with a clanging sound.

"Why are you here again?" said the pawnshop shopkeeper with a frown at the sight of the French man.

The Frenchman chattered and spoke French, and then shook the big box in his arms, looking very anxious.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Come with me to the back room." ”

With that, the two left and went to a cubicle behind the counter.

"Who is the Frenchman?" asked the guy next to him silently, the shopkeeper seemed to be quite familiar with the Frenchman just now.

The man glanced in the direction of the back room, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"The Frenchman's name is Sarkozy, and his family used to be noble, and he was quite rich. Later, when the family came into the hands of Sarkozy, this guy did not do his job, smoked powder and drank all day long, and after the family property was lost, he sold the valuable things in the family. ”

"The shopkeeper received him a few times, but then the things he brought got worse and worse, and he didn't like him very much. ”

"I think it's worth a lot of money. ”

Shen Mo nodded, and no longer paid attention to it, concentrating on drinking tea.

A few minutes later, there was a sudden quarrel in the back room, and he listened silently, all he heard was French, and he subconsciously looked at the guy next to him.

The guy shrugged his shoulders and said, "The shopkeeper is angry, and it was Sarkozy who brought the broken sword again." ”

Another fellow laughed: "I really don't know what that Frenchman thinks, a broken sword that was thrown on the street and no one picked it up, and pawned it three times and twice, I really thought that the shopkeeper was easy to talk to." ”

As soon as his words fell, the Frenchman was pushed out of the compartment, and the shopkeeper came out, still holding a broken sword in his hand on the ground, and scolded: "A sword of the Ming Dynasty, if it is complete, it can still be worth a little, but the broken sword has a fart!"

I understood this silently, because the treasurer spoke in Chinese, and finally added a national curse.

The Frenchman said a lot excitedly, looked at the guy silently, the guy was also a clever man, and hurriedly said:

"He said that this broken sword was brought back from the capital of China by his grandfather during the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and he also said that his grandfather had specially explained to him before he died, and that anything could be sold, but this broken sword could not be sold!"

When it was over, the guy expressed his thoughts with a disdainful face: "I robbed our ancestors of something, and wanted to sell it back to us, if it was a valuable object, it would be fine, and he wanted to fool us with scrap, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

Shen Mo finally understood from the man's words that the Frenchman had come here to sell swords not once or twice, and each time he was rejected by the shopkeeper, but he always persevered, and repeatedly insisted that the broken sword was a great treasure.

His silent curiosity was aroused, and he stepped forward and said to the shopkeeper, "Can I take a look at this sword?"