MM Zhou Xiaochuan threw his eyes on Huang Xiaowan and said with a smile: "Xiaowan, the international pet grooming competition you want to watch will not open in a few days." Why don't you join us and go to Munich for a few days? ”

"That's natural." Huang Xiaowan nodded and replied: "In this unfamiliar country, who else can I follow if I don't follow you?"

Feng Tianhe's work efficiency was very fast, and after going out for a while, he turned back and turned back He didn't look at Yuan Huanshan who was standing next to him, and walked straight to Zhou Xiaochuan and said, "Brother Zhou, everything has been arranged, we can leave at any time." ”

Because Huang Xiaowan was there, Feng Tianhe, Zong Lei, Yan Jun and others did not call Zhou Xiaochuan the main father, but replaced them with titles such as Brother Zhou, boss, and so on.

Zhou Xiaochuan lifted the curtain and looked at the group of reporters outside the hotel, who were growing in number, and said with a wry smile: "Without further ado, let's pack up our things and leave." If it drags on like this, and when there are more reporters gathered outside, we may not be able to leave even if we want to.

Soon, everyone who had packed their luggage hugged Zhou Xiaochuan, who was holding a fox stove in his left hand and a prison bell in his right hand, and walked quickly into the underground parking lot of the hotel.

A tourist bus arranged by Feng Tianhe was waiting here early.

After everyone got on the bus and took their seats, the tour bus slowly started and drove out of the hotel's underground parking lot.

The reporters surrounding the hotel would never have thought that the mysterious oriental veterinary expert they were waiting for would actually leave the hotel in a tourist car.

"Finally got rid of these journalists......." When the tourist bus drove out of Berlin's Feng District, Zhou Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Xiaowan smiled and poured cold water on him: "Brother Zhou, don't be too happy." I'm sure your name and image will be flooding newspapers, television, and news sites during these two days. When the time comes, even if you go out on the street, you may be recognized and attract reporters. ”

"Hey, it's hard to be a celebrity." Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed.

"Some people are about to go crazy if they want to be famous, but you're good, but you're still complaining when you're famous." Huang Xiaowan joked with a smile, took out the tablet from her handbag, and began to watch the TV series stored on it.

The distance from Berlin to Munich is not close, and you can only rely on these TV series to pass the time.

Zhou Xiaochuan was not polite, and leaned his head over to look at it with her.

After almost seven hours of driving, the coach finally arrived in Munich.

At this moment, night has fallen. The city of Munich on a snowy night in winter is deserted.

Instead of entering the city of Munich, the coach drove along the walled road to the gate of a manor house on the outskirts of the city.

This manor is one of the Feng family's properties in Munich.

As Feng Tianhe said, the surroundings of this manor are very quiet. Because within a radius of a few kilometers, there is only such a manor. No matter what kind of things Zhou Xiaochuan tossed in this manor, it was difficult for people outside to find out.

However, the estate is quite close to the city of Munich, only about 20 minutes by car.

Although it was late at night, and a large number of snowflakes were falling with the fierce cold wind, when the tourist bus had just stopped, an old man with gray hair and energetic body and a tough body wearing a tuxedo strode out of the manor and stood at the door of the tourist bus to wait.

After getting out of the car, Feng Tianhe introduced to Zhou Xiaochuan: "Brother Zhou, this is Mr. Holan, a genuine British housekeeper with more than 30 years of experience. He is the manager of our estate in Munich. Speaking of this, he paused slightly, lowered his voice, and said in a volume that only Zhou Xiaochuan could hear: "When a senior of my Feng family traveled in Europe, he saved Mr. Huo Lan's life. Since then, he has sworn allegiance to my Feng family. Now, he is not only the manager of this manor, but also the head of our Feng family's business in Europe. Everything is in his hands, he can be taken care of in an orderly manner, and he is a trustworthy person. ”…,

Zhou Xiaochuan bowed slightly, indicating that he understood.

Huo Lan came to Zhou Xiaochuan with a subtle smile on his face, and after bowing deeply, he said, "It's an honor to serve Mr. Zhou." Then, he greeted Yuan Huanshan, Huang Xiaowan and others behind Zhou Xiaochuan: "In the same way, I am also very happy to serve you." ”

It can be seen from Huo Lan's different attitudes towards Zhou Xiaochuan, Yuan Huanshan, Huang Xiaowan and others that he knows Zhou Xiaochuan's position. It can also be seen from this that he is indeed loyal to the Feng family and has been regarded as a member of the Feng family. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Feng family to reveal the slightest bit of information about Zhou Xiaochuan to him without Zhou Xiaochuan's permission.

However, what surprised Yuan Huanshan and others was another thing: "Hey, you can actually speak Chinese." ”

It turned out that what came out of Huo Lan's mouth just now was Chinese with a straight and round tone.

Feng Tianhe glanced at Yuan Huanshan, snorted and said, "Mr. Huo Lan is proficient in five languages, and Chinese is one of them. Do you think that all people are just like you, their brains are full of muscles, and they only know how to fight, kill, and abuse violence all day long. ”

Seeing that Yuan Huanshan was about to go berserk and quarrel with Feng Tianhe at the gate of the manor, Huo Lan made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "It's cold outside, Mr. Zhou and all the VIPs should go to the house to bake the fire first and warm up." Dinner is already ready, and after a steaming cold horrific soup, it's time to eat. Because of the rush of time and the relatively simple preparations, I also ask Mr. Zhou and all the distinguished guests not to be disgusted. ”

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded, was not polite, and took the lead in walking into the manor. Walk towards the villa that stands in the shade of greenery, very old.

Walking into the villa, a warm air flow surged, which not only dispelled the cold on everyone's body, but also made a few beads of sweat ooze from the tip of Huang Xiaowan's lovely nose.

In the closet in the living room of the villa, the firewood is burning brightly, and it is here that the heat flows.

Although this villa looks very old from the outside, and even the outer walls are covered with vines of plants such as creepers, the inside has been completely transformed by the Feng family, and it is full of various advanced science and technology. But even so, when entertaining Zhou Xiaochuan and the others, Huo Lan still asked the servants to light the firewood in the closet, instead of activating the central air conditioner in the villa.

The reason is very simple, in Holland's view, only by doing so can the guests deeply experience the life of the European aristocracy.

It is precisely because he knows Zhou Xiaochuan's status that Huo Lan will raise the reception specification to the highest, lest Zhou Xiaochuan will be dissatisfied even the slightest.

After drinking the steaming cold warming appetizer, Holland led the group into the dining room, where they enjoyed a sumptuous dinner under the service of twenty-four beautiful maids.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes served one after another, Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't help but sigh while they were feasting: "Is this still prepared in a hurry?" If you don't rush and prepare carefully, how rich will it be? ”

After a hearty dinner, Huang Xiaowan went to sleep in her room.

She has just come to Europe and has not adjusted to the jet lag, but after more than seven hours of driving today, she is already exhausted.

In comparison, Zhou Xiaochuan is full of energy. He slept all day, and he didn't feel tired.

After sending Huang Xiaowan to the room where she lived, Zhou Xiaochuan turned around and said to Huo Lan, who was standing behind him: "Mr. Huo Lan, I don't know if there is a quiet and unknown place in this villa or this manor?" I want to open the furnace and make something. ”…,

"I'll arrange it for you." Holland bowed, then turned to leave.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Xiaochuan followed behind Huo Lan with the seven Dragon Nine Son Spirit Weapons that he had already collected, and came to the basement of the villa.

"In the manor, there lived servants and cooks hired from the neighborhood. In order to avoid being seen by them something that should not be seen, go out and chew your tongue and cause trouble, you can only be wronged Mr. Zhou to open the furnace in this basement. Everything I need has been prepared according to the instructions of Master Tianhe. If something isn't ready, all you have to do is press the bell on the wall to let me know. ”

After saying this respectfully, Holland bowed down and exited the basement.

There was a thud, and the basement door shut.

Zong Lei and Yan Jun are like two door gods, guarding the door of the basement.

Without Zhou Xiaochuan's order, no one would want to step into the basement. Unless, is to straddle their corpses.

After Huo Lin's resignation, Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the basement.

To his surprise, the area of this basement was several times wider than the villa on the ground, and the size of a third of the manor.

Although it is a basement, it is well organized and clean, and there is no trace of the dirty and messy scene as imagined. All the objects are neatly stacked against the wall, and a large open space is left in the middle. At the same time, at intervals of a few meters, an incandescent lamp is hung. The high-wattage light dispelled the gloom in the basement, making it as bright as day.

"It's a nice place." After Zhou Xiaochuan muttered, he began to bury his head in the preparations before refining.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan followed the layout of the Bagua Nine Palace Array, he placed the seven dragon and nine son spirit weapons in his hand one by one. The old turtle who couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart asked with a puzzled face: "Master, what kind of treasure do you want to refine in such a battle?" Could it be that you want to refine a spiritual weapon that is up to eight or nine grades? ”

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"Final Redemption" novel author: Zhusheng Futu;

I came from Hell to find salvation! - The Book of Revelation

What is Salvation?

I think it's a process of good people becoming bad and then getting good again.

It's like we were born cleanly, stained with the dust of a lifetime, and then died cleanly—

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