The doors slowly opened.

A middle-aged man in a black robe stepped out of the car, he was not very old, he was in his early forties, his face was blue, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and a large black hairy mole grew on his left cheek.

He was tall and thin, with a black trench coat draped over his shoulders, and a purple-shirted wooden dragon head crutch in his left hand, and he limped out of the car.

"Fifth Master!"

The man in black shouted respectfully at the same time.

Whoa!

The black umbrella on the side greeted it at the same time, covering it tightly, so that no rain cracks fell.

Ahem!

The fifth master shook his shoulders, took out a white silk scarf from his pocket, and coughed violently.

"You guys let go of Lao Tzu, otherwise there will be times when you regret it!"

From afar, Mi Wuye heard the arrogant roar in the warehouse.

"Hey, hey!"

A grim smile appeared on Mi Wu's face and he gestured.

Immediately, a subordinate opened the way in front, opened the door of the warehouse, and the group walked in.

Song Jie was tied up and thrown in the warehouse at the moment, with a black cloth on his head.

He never dreamed that such a strange thing would happen to him.

Originally, the cargo ship went to Xiakou, but Song Jie thought that without the help of Qin Yi's power, he could also complete the family gift!

He just wanted to prove it to the Song family!

This family doesn't have the signboard of Qin Hou, and he Song Jie can still play around.

Originally, he had an old classmate in Jinhai, and he was also a figure with a face in Jinhai, and he had relatives at home who were deputy directors of the customs.

In order to fight for this evil breath, Song Jie deliberately left the relationship with his classmates.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the ship docked, he was brought here, and the cultural relics in more than a dozen large boxes were also forcibly taken.

Bang!

The door opened.

Mi Wu walked into the warehouse, sat on the chair, hooked his fingers, and a little brother lifted the black cloth on Song Jie's head.

The lights in the warehouse were a bit harsh.

Song Jie squinted, and then he saw the gloomy and hateful guy in front of him clearly.

"Who are you?"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Song Jie shouted.

"Hello, my name is Mi Wu, and everyone in Jinhai calls me the fifth master."

"Ahem!"

Mi Wu coughed and replied with a smirk.

"What a fifth master!"

"Do you know who I am? Dare to detain my things, are you impatient? ”

Song Jie jumped like thunder, struggling to get up.

"Presumptuous, you ......"

The younger brother next to him looked angry, and he wanted to slap Song Jie's mouth.

"Tell me?"

"Let me see how big you are."

Mi Wu raised his hand to stop the man and asked with a smile.

"You listen to me, I am the eldest grandson of the richest man in Jiangdong, the only son of Vice Governor Song Zhonghao, and I myself am a department-level cadre, what's the matter, let's release people if you are interested!"

Song Jie smiled proudly.

"Oh!"

Mi Wu just responded lightly and no longer bothered with Song Jie.

The younger brother next to him rewarded Song Jie with a big ear scraper: "A horse-drawn bastard, a section-level cadre, the son of the vice governor also dares to go crazy in front of the fifth master, he is the eldest young man in the capital, and when he sees the fifth master, he has to call him respectfully." ”

"You're a."

For a while, the thugs in the warehouse burst out laughing.

"Open it for me!"

Mi Wuye waved his hand.

"Each line has its own way, Mi didn't want to beat your idea, I just blamed you for your carelessness!"

"The husband is not guilty, Huaibi is guilty, you have a huge treasure in your body, and you have no virtue, why don't you let me keep it for you."

"Song Shao, what do you think?"

Mi Wu slowly said.

He is a man with a deep city, and he is obviously ambitious in every word, more poisonous than a snake and scorpion, but he speaks extremely cordially and politely, like an old friend talking.

"You mean that Liu Wenyi, that kid betrayed me?"

Song Jie asked in disbelief.

"That's right, Liu Wenyi knows that I am so good, and if you tell him the news, he will naturally borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

Mi Wu smiled slowly.

"Dog mongrel, I owe him as a brother!"

The roots of Song Jieqi's teeth itched.

The box was quickly opened.

The cultural relics sealed inside are displayed one by one.

A piece of priceless antiques suddenly appeared, and even an expert like Mi Wuye was also trembling with shock.

He didn't know anything else, but one of the dragon jewelry was a huge treasure of the Eastern Ming Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty, which had already been taken away by the Eight-Nation Alliance and sealed in the British Museum.

Once at an international auction, a wealthy merchant offered 300 million pounds, but it was not redeemed.

Now, it's right in front of you.

Not just one, but many things he hadn't even seen before.

It's amazing, this is a mountain of gold and silver, this is a national treasure!

As a veteran antique collector, Mi Wu knows what the consequences of these things will be if they are gone.

Hurry, hurry!

Shut it up, close it!

Mi Wu suddenly screamed like a madman.

The subordinates didn't know why, so they hurriedly sealed the box.

"Little brother, your hands are ruthless enough, with your ability, you will never be able to eat such a thing."

"Where did you get it?"

Mi Wu frowned and asked, his eyes revealing Sen Han's murderous intent.

"You really don't take our Song family seriously?"

Song Jie asked coldly.

"The Song family doesn't have this ability, they are the four big families in the capital, and if they want to get this batch of things, I'm afraid they may not be enough for two catties."

"Say it, you have to be hard enough, I might consider leaving you alive."

Mi Wu said with a smile.

"My cousin is the Marquis of Jiangdong Qin!"

"A guy you can't afford to mess with!"

Song Jie knew that his signboard was not good, so he gritted his teeth and could only move out of Qin Yi's name.

"Isn't it the king of the Koto boys who fought Charlie?"

The smile on Mi Wu's face froze.

"Exactly!"

"These are all things that Qin Hou spent a lot of money to get back from abroad! If you dare to do anything, I promise, he will destroy you. ”

Song Jie spat out a mouthful of blood foam and grinned.

Mi Wuleng froze in place, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Ahem!

Ahem!

"Come on, let me see him dead every step of the way, and this matter must not leak the slightest rumor."

"Also, transport the treasure to my house immediately!"

Mi Wu coldly admonished, and after speaking, Tie Qing walked out of the warehouse with a blushing face.

"Hey, didn't you say you'd let me go? Feed! ”

Song Jie could only watch the warehouse door slowly fall, and shouted at Mi Wu's back in panic.

He didn't know that the word Qin Hou had a lethal effect on Mi Wu.

As soon as he got out of the car, Mi Wu entered the villa and ordered the bodyguards and disciples to block the door.

Back in the hall, Mi Wu sat on the big chair, sweat falling like raindrops, and his clothes were all soaked.

The housekeeper on the side, how could he have seen the fifth master who crisscrossed the sea so frightened.

"Fifth master, you, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?"

The butler poured the tea, handed it over, and asked uneasily.

"You go and call Shi Gong immediately!"

"Fifth master, Shi Gong went back to his hometown to recuperate......"

The butler replied in a whisper.

"Even if he is dead, he must be carried for me. Send my helicopter to pick him up immediately, and say that Lao Tzu is going to land on his head, and let him come quickly! ”

Mi Wu didn't care about the heat, swallowed the hot tea in one go, and the panic in his heart settled down a little.

PS: Today's update is complete, friends, good night! See you tomorrow!

(End of chapter)