Before that, Huang Fujian never believed that there was a god in this world.

After that, Huang Fujian always recalled the scene on the battlefield, and felt that even if there was no god in this world, this person was better than a god in the body of a mortal!

After stabilizing his mind, Huang Fujian pushed away the two guards who were supporting him.

In the somewhat surprised eyes of the bigwigs in Yunzhou, this high-ranking and powerful commander in Tangzhou took off his dark green military hat, took a few steps forward, stood three meters away from Qindong, and knelt down like this!

Hit the ground with his head and didn't move.

It's like a devout believer worshipping the god in his heart!

Qin Dong looked at the man kneeling in front of him lightly, and did not speak.

Qin Dong was silent, and Huang Fujian naturally didn't dare to move.

Huang Maoshan's eyes widened.

Huang Yun's smug smile gradually solidified on his face.

The fox skin on Ma Rongrong's shoulder slipped to the ground without realizing it.

The bigwigs who are calling for wind and rain in Yunzhou and even Tangzhou on weekdays are all dumbfounded!

If it weren't for his own eyes, even if he killed them all, he wouldn't believe this scene!

Huang Fujian, who is only forty years old, is already the commander of the three grades of the suppression party, such a character, like a minion, knelt in front of a person far younger than him!

"Get up."

Qin Dong said lightly.

Huang Fujian adjusted his breathing and got up slowly, this process seemed to exhaust all his strength, and after standing up, his face was already pale, and his back was already soaked.

"You ......"

Huang Fujian didn't know what to say, he couldn't have imagined that this king of Northern Xinjiang, the newly sealed Longyan God of War in the hot summer, would appear in Yunzhou!

"You can go."

Qin Dong said lightly.

Obviously, he was not in the mood to chat with Huangfujian.

Again, there is no intention of accountability.

"Yes!"

Huang Fujian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The person in front of him, the pressure on him is too great!

After bowing deeply to Qin Dong, Huangfu Jian waved his hand, took five guards, slowly retreated, and walked off the Inviting Moon Star Chasing Platform with an extremely humble attitude.

"This ...... Nephew ......"

Huang Maoshan was stunned, and wanted to stop him and ask for an explanation, but was stopped by Huang Fujian's indifferent eyes.

It wasn't until the end that Huang Maoshan came back to his senses, how could this Huang Fujian's eyes look like he was looking at a dead man?

At this time, his whole mind was already a mess.

Huang Fujian just left, only five minutes before and after.

On the entire moon and star chasing platform, at this time, in addition to the sound of the wind, there was only the occasional rough hoarse sound of the crows on the river beach in the distance.

"If it's superfluous, I don't want to say it again, the matter of picking up the star building, you Huang family, take care of it yourself."

Qin Dong glanced at Huang Maoshan, whose face was like a dead man, and smiled slightly.

It's just that this smile fell in Huang Maoshan's eyes, like a life talisman.

At the auction that day, everyone regarded Qin Dong's words as a joke.

But today, this sounds so natural.

"Three days...... No...... One day, Ming, I will present the property rights of the Star Picking Building......"

Huang Maoshan thinks he has done it foolproof.

The helmsman of the Martial Arts Association, the master of the three grades of Yanxia, is enough to suppress any thorn.

But what?

What you think is relied on, a killer feature, in front of this young man, is no different from garbage!

Silver Medal Warrior, kill if you say kill!

Commander of the hot summer, kowtow and kneel in person!

He felt that today's events were simply unreal.

It gives a dreamy feel.

This person can't even look like he's thirty years old, right? How can there be such strength and power?

Why did this world suddenly become so strange?

After taking a deep breath, Huang Maoshan knew that his heel today was planted......

Right now, with their Huang family, it is impossible for them to continue to compete with this young man.

This young man who was used by his group five years ago is no longer what it used to be.

It's just that, in his opinion, he is just temporarily bowing his head.

After all, behind the Huang family, there is also the Minghai Empire, and the Egret Mansion-

"Huang Maoshan, I know that in your heart now, you are still not convinced."

Qin Dong narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Maoshan who lowered his head:

"It's just that I advise you, or don't have such a stupid idea as settling accounts after the autumn."

"The Minghai Empire in Yunzhou, in my opinion, is just a joke."

"Over the years, I have also done a lot of investigations, the collapse of my Great Qin Group, the death of Qin Sheng, you are just pawns, right? It's not you who are behind the scenes. And I don't bother to ask who you are, and I don't want to ask, I believe I have the patience to play this game of chess with him slowly. ”

Huang Maoshan was taken aback when he heard this, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Qin, I don't understand what you're talking about......"

When Qin Dong heard this, he smiled freely.

He knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so why waste this tongue?

Grabbing the two-hundred-year-old cellar on the wine table and filling himself with a glass, Qin Dong picked up the wine glass, looked at it carefully for a moment, and finally, gently put it back on the wine table.

"Although the wine is good, I am not interested in this third glass."

Shaking his head, Qin Dong turned around and walked towards the stairs: "Tell Yang Baolin that I, the first head of the Zhuwu Army, will start with your Huang family." ”

A silver hook in the night sky sprinkled infinite brilliance.

Qin Dong's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows of the night.

Yan Wushuang walked in front of Huang Yun, his eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness.

"Just now, you scolded very much?"

The tone was cold, revealing a murderous aura that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"This ...... Right...... Sorry ......"

Hearing this, the corners of Yan Wushuang's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile:

"Excuse me? Do you know how the devil in hell responds to this statement? ”

"No...... I don't know ......."

"It's okay, you'll find out soon......"

Huang Yun's face turned pale, and he wanted to say something more.

It's just that Yan Wushuang didn't give him a chance to continue talking.

In her hand, before she knew it, there was already a delicate knife.

The cold moon is suspicious of frost, and the shadow is fixed.

Brush!

A snow-colored glow flickered.

Huang Yun covered his neck.

A pair of eyes trying to keep them open, and there was horror, regret, and disbelief in them.

Yan Wushuang shook his hand and put away the knife, and there was not a trace of blood stains on the snow-white knife body.

Calmly turned around, glanced around at Yaqi's silent scene, and left the scene elegantly.

The moment she turned around, the wound on Huang Yun's neck was full of blood.

A second later, Huang Yun's body fell to the ground with a bang, and blood soon flowed all over the floor.

……

The next day, the property rights of the Xingxing Building, through the Seven Bowls Tea Workshop, appeared in front of Qin Dong.

Huang Yun, who was regarded as the successor of Huang Maoshan, died strangely and violently.

Although those who have participated in Xiling Spring Restaurant know that this is a knife by Yan Wushuang.

The death was extremely miserable.

But the Huang family's statement to the outside world is that Huang Yun died of illness.

I don't care if outsiders believe it or not, that's what the Huang family announced.

Therefore, the matter of picking up the star tower ends here.

Although the Huang family is very unconvinced, in fact, not only is the Star Picking Building gone, but they have lost 20 billion, and even their own son is dead, how can this breath be swallowed?

For example, on the day of the property rights of the Star Picking Building, Huang Maoshan visited the Yang family.

After a full day inside, outsiders had no way of knowing what they were discussing inside.

However, Qin Dong ignored all of this.

Little fleas like to jump, so let them jump.

Now that he has taken the Star Picking Tower, he plans to use the Star Picking Tower as the foundation to rebuild the Daqin Group.

The grand blueprint of Qin Sheng's 100 star-picking towers back then could only be picked up by him again.

Finally, in front of the Star Picking Tower, a statue of Qin Sheng was erected for future generations to admire.

Qin Sheng doesn't like to be famous, but Qin Dong hopes that he can be remembered by future generations.

Thinking of Qin Sheng, Qin Dong thought of Meng Xiaolan again.

To rebuild the Daqin Group, anyone can be missing, but Meng Xiaolan cannot be missing.

Just when he was just about to find Meng Xiaolan, the phone number of his father-in-law Meng Cangwu came in first.

"Xiaodong, are you free, let's talk?"

"Listening to my father-in-law's tone, what troubles are you encountering?"

"What can the righteous father worry about, even if there is, it is your trouble. Let me ask you, you're almost thirty years old, have you talked to someone? ”

"This ......"