Whoosh......

On the streets, cars are speeding away.

One of them, inside a sedan.

Wang An and Cheng Shou were sitting in it.

"Master, last night, someone from the law enforcement department made a video of what happened in the Temple of Literature and uploaded it to the Internet, and now it has caused a great impact, and the old man's back is also inside, and it is still three foreigners who died."

Cheng Shou said seriously while driving.

"I know." Wang An's tone was indifferent.

Cheng Shou: "In addition to this incident, the owner of Wanbaolou is backed by a big family in the Wa Kingdom, and they have been trying to collect all kinds of antiques, and most of them are what we are looking for at the moment, I suspect that their motives are not pure. ”

"Follow up on this matter, I want detailed information." Wang An's tone was a little heavier.

"Yes, sir." Cheng Shou nodded and continued: "In addition, the old man seems to have taken some actions against the Wa Kingdom recently, and Mr. Lu Wensheng has already set off for the Wa Kingdom. ”

"It's a bit of a pity." Wang An shook his head.

"Well, it seems that there is still no fate between you and Mr. Lu Wensheng, sir." Cheng Shou also sighed.

"How about the collection of antiquities?" Wang An asked.

Cheng Shou: "This matter, our people have been doing it, the whole world has begun to act, every minute and every second, a large number of antiquities have been obtained by our people, and the rest is only a matter of time, but there is one thing ......."

Speaking of this, Cheng Shou hesitated slightly.

"Say." Wang An's voice was crisp.

Cheng Shou continued to speak: "Master, you know, there is a very terrifying force in this world, that is, the Zhou family, this time, we collected it all over the country, and the people of the Zhou family have not come forward, but they have not stopped it, but ...... Many of the antiquities we need are also in their hands! ”

"The Zhou family?"

Hearing this name, in the car, in the back seat, Wang An was silent for a few seconds.

Not long ago, he and Zhou Hongguang met in Kunlun Mountain.

At that time, Zhou Hongguang was obviously loyal to Ye Bei......

"The affairs of the Zhou family, don't pay attention to it, collect antiques from other places first, and when they are almost ready, I will personally inform the Zhou family, what to do when the time comes, I think Zhou Hongguang should have his own choice."

It's been a long time.

Wang An slowly spoke.

"Yes, sir!" Cheng Shou's voice was respectful: "Except for these, there is basically nothing else, although the old man has gone down the mountain, and the recent movement is also very large, but it has basically been covered up by our forces, but this time we haven't made a move, if we do, the Temple of Literature, no trace will be found on the Internet." ”

"Don't mention that!" Wang An's tone was slightly cold, and after a long time, he asked again: "How far is it from the Temple of Literature?" ”

"Back to the old man, now it is less than ten minutes' drive from the Temple of Literature, but the street of the Temple of Literature is too narrow for cars to pass through, and you need to walk at that time, if you want to see the old man, it will take at least fifteen minutes." Cheng Shou said.

"Hmm."

Wang An nodded.

This time I have only been in the East China Sea for two days......

It stands to reason that without Ye Bei's order, he, Wang An, would never come over without permission.

This time I took the initiative.

Mainly because of some things, you need to tell Ye Bei in person.

Whoosh......

The vehicle continued to move.

……

In the Temple of Literature, normal order has been restored.

After Gongsun Bo came out of the Wensheng antique shop, he was idle and returned to the street, and whenever a strange tourist came, he began to sneak around, spitting and selling the fan in his arms.

Everything is back on track quickly.

What happened yesterday......

The owners of the major shops never mentioned it again after discussing it in the morning.

Each of them greeted customers in their own shops.

Even in Wensheng's antique shop, some people come in from time to time......

It's just that.

Those who came in, after seeing the situation inside, their first reaction was that they were all stunned, and then when they saw Ye Bei sitting in front of the table, they opened their mouths to ask.

"Boss, why don't you have any antiques in your shop?"

The first one came in.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, and when he spoke, his voice was full of doubt.

Ye Bei was silent.

The middle-aged man looked around the store again, knew that he was bored, and left.

"This shop is so powerful, it opened in the Temple of Literature, but there is not a single antique...... You must know that this land is in the East China Sea, every inch of land is expensive, I can only say that the owner of this shop is really capricious. ”

The man who said this was a young man in his twenties.

He was also flanked by a beautiful woman dressed in fancy clothes......

"Hee-hee, maybe this store is going to close down or renovate."

The beauty grinned.

The two walked in and looked around, as if Ye Bei, who was sitting in front of the table, was a transparent person, and after saying a few words to himself, he turned around and left, the situation here didn't seem to be enough for them to be curious.

But......

Soon, there was a third batch of people entering the store.

This time, it's not tourists.

Rather, it was an old man with ragged clothes, silver hair, wrinkled face, and a black bag in his hand.

He walked into the shop.

Let's look around first.

When he found that the shelves were empty, he was not curious, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Turn around.

looked at Ye Bei.

"Young man, where is the owner of your shop? Let him come out for a while, I have a big deal to find him. ”

His voice was low, and when he spoke, he was extremely serious.

It is a general shop......

Maybe the clerk saw such a person and really went to contact the boss.

But......

This old man was facing Ye Bei.

"Just tell me if you have something." Ye Bei opened his mouth rarely, and his tone was very indifferent.

The old man's eyes rolled.

The voice was lowered again: "You? Can you represent the owner of this shop? Stop messing around...... Get your boss over immediately, or the consequences won't be something you can imagine. ”

Ye Bei was silent.

The indifferent gaze looked at the old man quietly.

The old man stood in the lobby......

When he looked at Ye Bei, he found that he couldn't see through it at all.

"Forget it!" After a few seconds, the old man waved his hand: "Since you can call the shots, then it's okay, I see that your shop is empty, there are not a few antiquities at all, since you have opened a shop, you must do business, if you don't sell, then you have to buy, and I happen to be in this business, and I happen to be in this business, and I happen to have a treasure in my hand, because of my identity, it is not good to sell it in a bright way, so I have to rely on you...... What do you think? Interested? ”

The old man was talking.

With a quick movement, he put the black bag in his hand in front of the table where Ye Bei was sitting.

Don't wait for Ye Bei to answer.

He took the initiative to open the bag......

(End of chapter)