Mi Wu has never been flustered like he is now.

Although he is not a martial artist, he knows a lot about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Qin Hou, who is that?

The first master in Jiangdong, Megatron Huaxia, the king of the boys who killed Charlie with three punches.

In the northern martial arts world, this name is also thunderous, and its ranking is already in the top three of the top ten in China.

When he saw those antiques, he already knew that Song Jie was not lying.

Looking at Jiangdong, the only person who can get overseas national treasures is Qin Hou.

The Mi family has been crisscrossing the Jinhai Sea for generations, relying on a stable and knowledgeable one!

Stability means not fighting a blind and unprepared war.

Knowledge, is to know the current affairs!

If you can't afford it, you won't get it!

But this time, Mi Wu was messy.

According to the family style, he should personally escort Song Jie to Jiangdong to apologize.

But in the face of a peerless national treasure, he wavered.

He couldn't just give his beloved thing back to Jiangdong like this.

Once you send it away, how can you have it again in this life?

Thinking that he has fine clothes and food all his life, and is the king underground, it is boring.

With such a hobby, shouldn't you gamble?

Therefore, Song Jie couldn't let go, but he didn't dare to kill, so he could only be put under house arrest.

He believed that even the Marquis of Qin, without evidence, would not dare to rashly move the king of the Jinhai Sea, right?

"I said why are you still stunned, hurry up and ask Shi Gong, grass, the more you live, the more stupid you become, right?"

Mi Wu came back to his senses and saw that the housekeeper was still in place, and he couldn't help but get angry.

For the first time, the butler saw him lose his square inch like this, and knew that something bad was wrong, so he hurriedly ran out of the door.

"Closed the museum, closed doors!"

Mi Wu commanded.

After thinking about it, he took a deep breath and walked into the underground secret room.

The underground secret room is more than 500 square meters.

There are various shelves inside, all of which are filled with genuine antiques.

This is the fruit of generations of Mi family collection.

Porcelain, objects, wood carvings, names and paintings!

It is no exaggeration to say that these things are enough to open a cultural relics museum, and the value inside has long been immeasurable.

An old man in a Tang costume, wearing white gloves, squinted through thick reading glasses, and carefully observed and inspected the antiques in his hand under ultraviolet light.

"Elder Zhang, what's the matter? Is this, these things, genuine? ”

Mi Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, even in his inner room, and unconsciously lowered his voice.

"Fifth Master, you are so bold!"

"These are all national weapons, and if any of them leak the news, I'm afraid it will cause you to die."

Professor Zhang is a leading figure in the field of archaeology, and he is naturally clear about the troubled waters of this industry.

"What does Zhang Lao mean? I'm giving it away? ”

Mi Wu's heart was overjoyed, but he was quite unwilling.

"That's right, you know what we're doing, and we pay attention to our lives in everything."

"Fifth master, it's not that the old man underestimates you, you can't control these things, so let's hand them over to Yanjing."

Professor Zhang sighed.

"Humph!"

"I have been crisscrossing the sea of Jin, how have I ever accepted my fate, the matter is man-made, I want to accept it, see what the sky can bear me?"

Mi Wu Senran sneered.

Just now, he issued a secret order, and all the subordinates who had been to the warehouse today, saw and carried treasures, and were secretly executed.

At present, there are very few people who know that this batch of goods is in his hands!

In order to obtain these treasures, he can do whatever it takes, even if he fights with the sky, he will never regret it.

"Okay, I've finished appraising the things, and I've said everything, Fifth Master, you can look at it."

Professor Zhang sighed secretly, the collection also pays attention to a fateful word, ordinary people don't say ten pieces, it is one, and it is unbearable.

Mi Wu eats ten national treasures, and sooner or later he will get into trouble.

"Old Zhang, you take the money, and you still want to keep your mouth shut."

Mi Wu took out a check from his pocket, handed it to Professor Zhang, and said coldly.

Professor Zhang avoided the chill in Mi Wu's eyes, accepted the check, shook his head and sighed bitterly, and walked away quickly.

"Qin Hou, Qin Hou, you are really capable!"

"It's a pity, this pen fell into the hands of Lao Tzu, and I am determined."

Mi Wu's fingers slid lightly over the antique, and he muttered with a grim sneer.

……

Qin Yi took a military plane and arrived at Jinhai City.

It was a completely unfamiliar city, and there was a very unfriendly air in the air.

The rain was pouring down, and the water on the streets was up to your ankles!

Qin Yi's divine sense was released, searching for Song Jie's breath.

Sadly, there was no movement within the Divine Consciousness.

This made Qin Yi's heart tighten, this stupid cousin was likely to have been eliminated, or this Mi Fifth Master invited a master to seal Song Jie's aura.

Either way, it's a tough nut to crack.

Qin Yi was not in a hurry to find Mi Wu, but found a hotel to settle down temporarily!

The sea is like a black maze.

Mi Wu, the Northern Martial Arts Realm, the Military Region, and so on were all unfamiliar to him.

If you move blindly, this fierce son will be choked to death!

"Sir, our men have arrived, and they are distributed in different hotels according to your instructions, but if you give the order, they can assemble in fifteen minutes."

Song Biao braved the heavy rain and walked into the hotel to meet with Qin Yi.

"Good!"

"In three days, there will probably be a big battle! Prepare the brethren! ”

Qin Yi admonished.

"Sir, did you say my brother is still alive?"

Song Biao walked to the door, stopped, turned around and asked.

"Although I am not optimistic about Song Jie, I believe that he is still alive."

Qin Yi said lightly.

"Got it!"

Song Biao no longer hesitated and stepped into the rain curtain.

Ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

The rain did not stop, but it became more and more rapid, and seemed to flood the whole city.

Qin Yi sat lazily on the sofa in the hotel, chatting with the waiter.

It is not difficult to inquire about Mi Wu's news.

In this city, the Mi family is the emperor.

The Mi family started as a rice shop, and is the king of rice in Jinhai, and now it is involved in real estate, warehouses, food and other industries, and its business is all over the north, and it is the largest family in Jinhai.

The head of this generation is called Mi Shixin.

Mi Shixin had five sons, commonly known as the Jinhai Five Tyrants.

The eldest son and the second son served in the Yanjing Military Region and were the right-hand men of the commander of the military region, Yan Mu.

The third son is the mayor of Jinhai City, and the fourth son ate Jianghu rice in the early years and laid down the Jinhai River, but he died young.

So Mi Wu took over the fourth underground industry, and under its iron-fisted rule, the Mi family dominated one side in the Jinhai underground, which was very successful.

As soon as he heard that Mi Wu liked antiques, Qin Yi had a score in his heart.

This time the goods fell into the hands of this person, and if he wants to spit it out, I'm afraid it's impossible.

"Mi Wu? It's time for you to sober up, sober up. ”

Qin Yi looked at the bell tower in the rain, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yi took a car and came to Miwu's villa.

The gate of the villa is closed, and there are elite bodyguards patrolling back and forth at the door!

"If you are so heavily guarded and don't go out, are you a thief?"

Qin Yi secretly sneered in his heart.

Thinking that Mi Wu swallowed this batch of goods, he had already lost his square inch, which showed the current situation of the enemy.

(End of chapter)