The young man's question was heard clearly by Long Zhongtian, who came over, and walked in front of the young man with a smile.

"Do you have anything to do with Long Zhongtian?"

The tone was very kind, Ouyang Fei on the side had never seen such a gentle tone, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

"Young marshal, why did he suddenly change."

I said incredulously in my heart.

"It was Brother Variety who asked me to come to you."

The young man's eyes lit up after seeing Long Zhongtian and said.

"I heard Big Brother Baichang say that Young Marshal Long is fierce and vicious, isn't that the case?"

The young man muttered inwardly.

"Oh, Baichang, we just arrived here, and someone knew that we were coming, could it be that the old man has already established himself here, but who is this Baichang, the old man won't still have this nickname!"

Thinking of this, Long Zhongtian shook his head and abandoned this unwilling idea.

Long Zhongtian asked.

"Little three!"

The lad replied.

"Oh, little three, who are you talking about Big Change."

Long Zhongtian asked.

"Him!"

Xiao San's face was immediately filled with pride.

"Big Brother Baichang is a great character in Shanghai, a surviving warrior of the dragon soul, and many Japanese died at his hands."

Long Zhongtian frowned, he saw that this little three had a great admiration for the hundred changes.

"Seriously!"

Long Zhongtian asked.

"My junior never lies, and everyone here knows that Big Brother Baichang is a national hero."

Xiao San's worship of variety has reached the point of fanaticism.

"Okay, in that case, I don't know what Big Brother Variant is looking for us."

Long Zhongtian asked.

"Oh, are you really Young Marshal Long?".

Xiao San asked.

Long Zhongtian nodded.

"Then come with me!"

Xiao San said that he was leaving.

"Wait, let's come up!"

Long Zhongtian shouted.

Xiao San looked at the big car in front of him, and his body shook.

"By the way, Xiao San forgot, Big Brother Baichang said that this car can't be wanted, so as not to attract the suspicion of the Japanese."

Xiao San reminded.

"Suspicion!"

Long Zhongtian's eyes shrank, and then he smiled.

"I'm afraid I've been suspected for a long time."

In Long Zhongtian's mind, since he walked in here, he swaggered through the market, and other forces have long been eyeing it, and now that he has arrived in Shanghai, how long will this storm stop.

"It's been so peaceful."

Long Zhongtian thought that he didn't think that those big forces would really make him submissive.

"It looks like Shanghai is really a good place."

Long Zhongtian's eyes flashed with anticipation.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked straight in front of Long Zhongtian.

"Are you going to sell a car?".

Long Zhongtian, who was about to get into the car, was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him convexlyprisingly.

"How do you know I'm going to sell a car."

Long Zhongtian asked, looking at the middle-aged man carefully, revealing the aura of a businessman from this middle-aged man.

"Oh, I have a friend who told me that you need money and want to sell this car, and when I saw that it was a military car, I knew that this batch of business was very big, so I didn't dare to slack off, so I came over in person."

Everything seemed so sudden, just arrived in Shanghai, first came a junior, and then a car buyer, which made Long Zhongtian feel as if he was being controlled.

"Who asked you to come, if you don't say it, I just need money and won't sell it."

Long Zhongtian said.

Long Zhongtian's words made the middle-aged man laugh.

"You have to buy it, only by selling this car can you have the money to continue to survive in Shanghai."

The middle-aged man said meaningfully.

"Oh!"

Long Zhongtian's eyes lit up.

"Okay, but this is a Japanese car, aren't you afraid in Shanghai!"

Long Zhongtian asked.

"I'm afraid, I'm just a businessman, this is a check for 100,000 oceans, which can be exchanged by all banks in Shanghai."

The middle-aged man said, with a gesture, a young man walked out and started the military vehicle.

"Hehe, brothers, come down!"

Long Zhongtian smiled bitterly, took the check, gathered to Long Zhongtian's side in everyone's ignorance, and watched the military vehicle be driven away like this.

"Young marshal, what's going on."

Ouyang Fei asked puzzled.

"Hehe, how did I know, I think it was the old man's arrangement!"

"Young man, this car has been sold, is it time to take us to meet your big brother of change."

Long Zhongtian smiled, but there was helplessness in his smile, the sudden change didn't make Long Zhongtian feel wrong, as if everything should be like this, which made Long Zhongtian smile bitterly.

"Well, Big Brother Baichang said, I'll take you to see him after you dispose of the military vehicle."

Xiao San said.

Just as everyone was about to follow Xiao San to see the change, the middle-aged merchant turned back and blocked Long Zhongtian's way.

"Oh, I forgot, there are so many of you, and there is a driver, do you want to buy a car from our company, which is very convenient for you to travel."

The middle-aged businessman said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"What do you mean, you bought our car and sold it to us, what are you going to do?"

Ouyang Fei said unhappily, since coming here, everyone has been feeling inexplicable.

"Brother, it's for your sake, isn't it?"

The middle-aged businessman's face was a little ugly.

"Hehe, if you want to sell the car, you don't have to go through such a big deal, just tell us to give you an exchange soon."

Long Zhongtian waved his hand, motioning for Ouyang Fei to calm down and say.

"It's different, one hand to pay and one hand to deliver, this is my rule."

The middle-aged businessman said.

"Well, well, you said we could buy you a few cars."

Long Zhongtian said, for Long Zhongtian, the middle-aged businessman is right, they really can't do without cars, how can they not have a decent means of transportation in Shanghai.

"Two!"

The middle-aged businessman smiled.

"Alright, lead the way!"

Under the leadership of the middle-aged businessman, Long Zhongtian and his party came to the car dealership, and the Japanese military truck they drove over was parked at the gate of the car dealership, and soon the two cars were driven out by Ouyang Fei and Wang He.

Just as the two watched the car slowly drive at the gate of the car dealership, a group of Japanese warriors surrounded the car dealership, and with anger on their faces, they surrounded the middle-aged businessman.

"This is my car from the Japanese Empire, why is it here, you must give me an explanation."

A Japanese warrior with a hideous face approached a middle-aged businessman.

The middle-aged businessman seemed calm.

"This is the car I bought, it doesn't matter whose car it is."

The middle-aged businessman roared, his tone not taking the Japanese seriously at all.

Hearing this, Long Zhongtian nodded, and the car stopped.

"Yaga!"

The Japanese samurai felt that the middle-aged merchant was so underestimated and couldn't help but be angry, and pulled out his katana to look at the middle-aged merchant.

"Inferior Chinese."

"Look for death!"

Long Zhongtian and the others, who were watching, roared loudly in their hearts, but at this moment, Putian rushed out of the car, and with a poof, a head flew out in front of the eyes of the middle-aged businessman, and blood sprayed all over the people around him.

The eyes of the beasts all over the world looked at the other Japanese samurai.

Such a change made the Japanese samurai retreat in fright, and the hand holding the katana trembled violently.

"Who are you, since you dare to kill my Japanese samurai in public."

A Japanese samurai asked in a shudder, the katana already raised.

Futian's indifferent eyes flickered at the Japanese samurai, and he turned around and approached step by step, causing the Japanese samurai to retreat again and again.

And then pop!

The Japanese samurai was split in two.

"On my Chinese soil, you brutes will not be allowed to be arrogant."

Futian snorted coldly and walked in front of the middle-aged merchant, but the remaining few Japanese samurai fled in embarrassment.

"Whether you are friend or foe, you are a bloody Chinese."

The middle-aged businessman's body trembled.

"Awesome, worthy of a dragon soul warrior."

There was a shock in his eyes that could not be concealed, and looking at Putian who turned to leave, the middle-aged businessman stood up tremblingly.

"Walk slowly!"

Putian's footsteps stopped.

"What's the matter!"

Putian said indifferently.

"You take this."

The original check for 100,000 yuan appeared in front of Putian.

"What do you mean!"