291 Wanbao Building

The Temple of Literature, in the middle, is one of the most prosperous antique shops, and there is a constant flow of customers.

The shop has a total of three floors.

Antiquities are placed on the first and second floors.

The third floor is the private residence of the shop, which is also the location of the office.

Now......

On the third floor, in an extremely luxuriously decorated room, sat an eagle-eyed old man.

The old man was dressed in a black suit and held a carved wooden cane in his hand.

He sat at one of the desks, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Even though his face was full of wrinkles, there was an indescribable momentum and majesty constantly emitted from him.

Except for the old man.

Inside the room, there were still eight people standing.

Five men and three women.

These people, both men and women, were all dressed in black suits.

Especially those five men......

When standing here, everyone has a powerful momentum on their bodies.

"I have already asked the earth dog to go to the Wensheng shop just now, I think this time we should go directly and get what we want." Among them, a man in a suit is standing slightly forward.

When he spoke, his eyes were not fixed on the old man.

Instead, it swept over the others.

When he spoke, his voice was very cold.

"I agree with this method, there are so many good things in the Wensheng store, and the price is deliberately set high so that others can't buy it, which is obviously deliberately disgusting people...... The most important thing is that the things in this store are basically all that we want. ”

Another man in a suit spoke, his voice cold.

But......

When the voices of the two men fell.

A woman spoke.

"I think it's still inappropriate, I always feel that Lu Wensheng is not dead, otherwise, where is the Wensheng antique shop where there is so much money to buy all kinds of antiques? There must be something hidden in this shop, there is something strange in it, there is a ....... As she spoke, the woman's expression was extremely serious.

It's just that before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the person next to her: "For this day, we have been waiting for Wanbaolou for more than ten years...... In my opinion, he must be dead! ”

"That is, over the years, our Wanbaolou has been operating in secret, and now basically the owners of the entire Confucian Temple hate Wensheng antique shops very much, and their reputation has reached a low point, in addition, after some news we have spread...... No one has associated Wensheng antique shop with Lu Wensheng anymore, and everyone thinks that this antique shop is just taking advantage of Lu Wensheng's fame...... If he Lu Wensheng is really alive, will he really sit idly by and ignore these things all these years? Another man in a suit spoke.

"After so many years of layout, it's time to ...... Lu Wensheng's most hated thing is foreigners, what happened in the Confucian Temple in the past few days, Wensheng's antique shop has no response, which is enough to prove a lot. ”

"The earth dog is just the beginning, it will intensify the contradictions, and I have already made a plan, when the time comes, one or two people will die, and then use a little means to push the responsibility to the Wensheng antique shop, and then eat them a little bit."

"I feel like I'm going to have to replan."

In the room, the men and women in the suits were arguing constantly, and they seemed to be chaotic.

Until this time.

The old man, who was sitting at the desk and leaning on crutches, slowly opened his eyes.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

In the pupils, there is a kind of ruthless appearance.

"Yaga!"

At first, he spat out these two words in a low and hoarse voice.

The voice fell......

The room fell silent.

The other eight people looked in the direction of the old man.

"The time for the above explanation is almost up, and within seven days, this matter must be completed, even if he Lu Wensheng is still alive, so what? An old man over a hundred years old, need to be afraid? The old man spoke, speaking somewhat broken Chinese.

The old man's name is Endo, a native of the island country, and he is also the boss of Wanbao Lou.

All eight of them obeyed his orders.

When the words fell......

The dispute in the room is over completely.

"Mr. Endo, I don't think it will take seven days, at most three days, to take down the Wensheng antique shop." A man in a suit curled the corners of his mouth to break the silence and said in a respectful tone.

"Just as soon as possible, I just want the result, as for the process, I don't need to tell me."

Endo's voice was cold.

As he said this, he slowly stood up.

Then he walked in the direction of the window inside the room......

Stop at the window.

Standing in his position, he could clearly see the situation at the door of Wensheng's antique shop.

"Yes, boss!"

"Don't worry, boss, as long as we give money, we can do anything."

"Say three days, just three days."

The eight people in the room spoke one after another.

After each of them made their assurances, he turned around respectfully and stepped back towards the outside of the room......

Chirping!

The last person to leave also closed the door by the way.

After hearing a 'squeak'.

Endo, who was standing at the window, said lightly, "Huaxia people, they are really low-level, as long as they give money, they can do anything!" But...... These people are not necessarily reliable, after so many years of layout, I have to get my hands on the treasures in Wensheng's antique shop, and I will have to need the help of James's team when the time comes, only the United States can be trusted. ”

His voice was so low that no one could hear him.

However, the coldness in these words is unprecedented.

……

In front of Wensheng's antique shop, at this moment, it is a different scene.

When the young man walked out of the store and saw Ye Bei, at this moment, it seemed that the entire street and even the whole world were solidified, and all the mixed sounds around him disappeared.

"Sir, what you asked for back then, I ...... It's not all ready. ”

The young man opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice.

The words fell.

On the street, those onlookers, including the local dogs who came to make trouble, were all beaten, and they felt a little inexplicable.

But......

The next scene made this group of people almost drop their eyeballs in shock.

Thump!

I saw the young man who came out of Wensheng's antique shop, and after he finished speaking, he directly bent his legs and knelt directly in front of Ye Bei.

"This! ……”

Later, the most shocked person was Gongsun Bo.

Others in the Temple of Literature may not know.

But...... Gongsun Bo knew very well that this kneeling young man was not just a clerk...... Its true identity is the legend in the entire Confucian Temple, Lu Wensheng!!