Chapter 630: Confiscation of all property

Zhang Qiusheng sat on the Taishi chair with a golden knife and said, "The conditions, it's easy to say." My rule has always been to clean up the battlefield before signing unequal treaties. So whatβ€”"

Two maids came in, one holding a tea tray. A girl put the tea tray on the coffee table next to Zhang Qiusheng, and handed it to him with the teacup in both hands. Zhang Qiusheng took the teacup, lifted the lid, and took a sip gently.

This tea is not good, at least it is not as good as your own home. However, they still have to drink tea on fake horses, and take the opportunity of drinking tea to find out where their money is hidden.

Pan Zuofu saw that Zhang and Song were drinking tea without saying a word, and couldn't help but ask depressedly: "What is cleaning the battlefield and signing an unequal treaty?" ”

Zhang Qiusheng put down the teacup, pursed his lips and said: "Cleaning up the battlefield is to confiscate all the money, gold and silver in your manor, and so on." If you sign an unequal treaty, it will be a treaty that will be very unfair to you and will make you suffer greatly. ”

What are these words called? One sentence makes people laugh, and one sentence makes people jump fingers. Zhang Qiusheng's words make people not angry. Pan Zuofu wanted to jump at this time. If it weren't for the fact that this kid was too powerful, Pan Zuofu would have the heart to kill him.

Pan Zuofu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and swallowed his anger along with the saliva. Then he endured his anger and said, "The outcome has not been finalized yet, so it's too early to say this, right?" ”

Zhang Qiusheng was drinking tea with a cup, and when he saw Pan Zuofu talking, he put down the cup and said, "The outcome is undecided?" Do you think those old men can defeat my classmates? Those evil demons crookedly rely on pretending to be gods and ghosts, can they be compared with the Xuanmen Sect? ”

Uh, Pan Zuofu was stunned. The two sides have been fighting for so long, and there is no sound outside the gate. And inside the gate there was a wolf howling, this, this, the situation didn't seem to be good.

Zhang Qiusheng took another sip of tea from the cup and said, "Actually, I don't understand either." However, since ancient times, evil has not prevailed over good, so there is no need to say much about this, right? The old men fought with great vigor, and they couldn't withstand a protracted war. Lack of energy, wow, after a long time, it will show defeat. You say yes, right? ”

Put the cup down and said to Song Nianren, "Ah Ren, start cleaning up the battlefield." Song Nianren followed Zhang Qiusheng to the study next to him.

This bastard went straight into the study, how did he know? Pan Zuofu was in a hurry and shouted: "Come, uh, come, uh, uh!" "There's just a word behind him that he can't pronounce. He waved to the other brothers in a hurry, meaning to ask them to call someone.

The others were also hiccups, all of them out of breath. I watched the study door wide open. As if he was in his own home, Zhang Qiusheng gently flicked a bookshelf next to the wall. The bookshelves are moved to the side, revealing the entrance to the cellar.

The entrance to the cellar was supposed to be organized. It's just that the purpose of setting up this mechanism is to prevent theft and theft, and it is generally not opened until night. There is no need for that during the day, and a single negligence can easily hurt yourself.

Pan Zuofu finally struggled and shouted: "Someone! Come! "Yahuan, the old mother, and the old servant came to a large group, but there was no strong man.

Pan Zuofu hurriedly rang the bell next to the table. This called the bell to lead to the guardhouse of the small building behind, where everyone was sleeping and sleeping, how could they hear the bell?

Pan Zuofu summoned several brothers to the entrance of the cellar, all holding things that could smash people. For example, inkstones, table lamps, paperweights, brooms, etc., as long as Zhang Qiusheng shows his head, he will immediately smash them.

Xie Jianxun ran to the gatehouse despite the blood on his head. He thought that the concierge guard had a gun, pointed it at the entrance of the cellar, closed the door and beat the dog.

No, the guard was lying in a pool of blood without a gun in his hand. Xie Jianxun ran to the kitchen again, picked up two kitchen knives and came to the entrance of the cellar.

Pan Zuofu led his brothers to do smuggling. Whatever money comes from, such as literature, drugs, arms, and so on, all of which are cash transactions. This income is often referred to as black-money. These black-money are not easily bleached and can only be washed slowly. Most of the things that have not been washed for the time being are kept in this cellar.

If the money was taken away by Zhang Qiusheng, the loss would be too great. Therefore, the seven brothers were so anxious that they burned their eyebrows and had to fight Zhang Qiusheng to the death. It's a pity that they have neither people nor weapons now, which is worse than when they first debuted more than 20 years ago.

A lot of wow, a lot of money. Look at the dozen iron shelves in the cellar. The shelves are piled with cash in dollars, as well as major world currencies such as the Japanese yen, the mark, the British pound, and the franc. In addition, there are many gemstones, diamonds, jadeite, cultural relics and antiques, gold bars, gold bricks and other gold products, pearls, agate, coral and so on.

A whole treasure trove! This is issued, and it is greatly distributed. The hands of the two men flailed wildly, and they all gathered the things into the ring. While collecting the treasure, Zhang Qiusheng asked loudly: "Pan Xiaoyizi, why don't you have Indonesian rupiah here?" If you put a little bit, you can save me from redeeming huΓ n. ”

"Smack!" Pan Zuofu was so angry that he smashed the inkstone in his hand. Then I heard a barrage of "Uh, uh! Sound.

Zhang Qiusheng is in front, and Song Nianren is in the back. The two slowly came up the steps, and as soon as they appeared, Xie Jianxun raised his knife and slashed. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. It's a pity that the kitchen knife is still in the air, and he slows down so much, his hands are grabbed by Zhang Qiusheng, and the double knife is snatched away as soon as he twists and twists.

Zhang Qiusheng slapped the two kitchen knives "crackling" and looked at the crowd gathered at the entrance. These people kept burping and backing up, and it wasn't fun to get hit by a kitchen knife. This kid is strong in martial arts, can you hide if he really wants to cut him? Stepping back is the best policy, and those who know the times are handsome.

The brothers retreated to the study, and Zhang Qiusheng patted the kitchen knife and pressed forward step by step. Song Nianren followed behind, took a gold bar and put it in his mouth to bite, and then asked, "Qiusheng, is this really gold, why can't you bite it?" ”

It can't be a fake. Could it be that Pan Xiaoyizi fooled himself and made some copper bars and copper pieces to hide as treasures? Such a thick gold bar, you want to bite it off? Do you have a wire cutter when your teeth? Do you think gold bars are chocolate?

Zhang Qiusheng sat back on the Taishi chair and suddenly shouted: "Someone! Serve tea. The people who were burping were startled. A bunch of maids, old mothers, and old servants are still at a loss in the hall. Pan Zuofu waved at them, meaning to tell them to do so.

After taking a sip of the re-brewed tea, Zhang Qiusheng began to shout again: "The old man in front of you listens! Stop fighting, surrender! All of Pan Xiaoyizi's money has been confiscated by me. You have won, and he has no money to pay you.

What if I lose? That Li Mantun and Sun Buwu, ah, like to do things that don't grow assholes. I can't even guess what they're going to do to clean you up. At least the ass blossom can't run. ”

The students who were fighting to the death with the head descending master were overjoyed. Zhang Qiusheng and Song Nianren had gone deep behind enemy lines and eliminated the enemy's rear base in one fell swoop. Li Mantun and Sun Buwu opened their mouths and wanted to laugh, if it weren't for the fact that they were nervous, they would all have to scold back.

The three girls were also smiling happily. No wonder this guy hasn't moved for so long, it's not in his nature. It turned out to be outflanked and carried out a struggle behind enemy lines.

Zhang Qiusheng inside took another sip of tea, closed his eyes and shouted: "Listen up, old men, don't be a trapped beast and fight to the death!" How can the evil demons of your small country fight with the authentic Xuanmen of my Chinese state? Seriously, when we see us, we should bow three times and kowtow and obediently offer gold silk beauties. Since then, he has bowed down to the courtiers, and paid tribute every year. As for us, we won't let you suffer, reward you with a yellow coat, and then seal you a prince to wash the horse. How good do you think? ”

What a fart! This is clearly not to make people surrender. Pan Zuofu hiccups were uncomfortable, and he could only scold in his heart. The fifth child's intelligence is good, and Zhang Qiusheng is specialized in things that don't grow assholes.

There is also a bungalow in front of this Chinese-style courtyard house. It's a bit like the arrow tower in front of the Purple City, as an outpost guard for the quadrangle.

Zhang Qiusheng used shouting as a cover to quietly probe this outpost. It is a single bungalow with no yard. Now the doors and windows of the bungalow are closed, and there are twelve of them, no, there are fourteen, and no, there are fifteen people.

Among them, there was an old man who was shrunk around the corner, and he was the head descender who suffered a loss last night. Everyone else was sweating profusely, but he was empty-handed, his eyes looking at the void with resentment. His magic weapon was confiscated, and the Yin God was seriously injured, and now he wanted to participate in the battle but couldn't.

The other fourteen people have different looks, different movements, and different postures. They all use their own spells to fight with people outside.

No matter how different these people are, there is a rule, they all revolve around the statue in the middle. The statue is about 170 centimeters tall, with four bodies facing back to back, but only one head. There was a red light flashing in his eyes, and there was a wicked and strange smile on the corner of his mouth. But black smoke continued to rise from his nose, and the fourteen head-lowering divisions forced this black smoke out of the house.

The eight hands of the statue hold snakes, scorpions, lizards, centipedes, imps, dry bones, skeletons, and coffins. Under the urging of the spells of the head descenders, these chaotic things continued to transform into phantoms and float away from the wall.

Alas, my classmates are fighting, and I can't just talk about the flyover and not practice. Zhang Qiusheng lifted his ass and left the compound.

The opponent is gone, the Pan Zuofu brothers should breathe a sigh of relief, right? No, it's heavier. The seven brothers, who had been dizzy from hiccups, suddenly had problems one after another. It's not going to be anything, why does the second child spit on it? So Pippi can spit on the ground?

Well, you can spit like that, and I can't help you. Why did the second child stand up with his head held high after spitting out his saliva? You're doing the opposite, aren't you?

No matter how agitated, flustered, and confused the seven brothers were. Zhang Qiusheng came to the bungalow in front and shouted, "Hey, old men, I'm here!" A few gas bombs have just been seized and sent to you to try them. Open the door, and I'll throw it in. ”

The head lowerer inside hurriedly pulled out a few people and blocked the doors and windows with tables, chairs and other things. I have long heard Mr. Pan say that they can't beat Zhang Qiusheng with martial arts. The spell was restrained by the people outside, and now the only way to block the door is to block.

Zhang Qiusheng walked around the house. Damn, there's only one door in this house. Don't all houses have a front door and a back door? There are four windows down, two in the front and two in the front. The windows were covered with thick curtains, and the back was against the wooden planks.