Lao Jin added: "Gentlemen, I have checked the company's account, and there is not much left of the original 10 million silver dollars. No bank will dare to lend to you, the company's cash flow is currently zero, and the so-called 'Tomb Beast Flying Machine' is widely considered a scam in the industry. If Taibaishan doesn't give you a lot of money, the factory will have to close its doors. ”

"We didn't spend a penny, we spent a lot of money on building the laboratory building, especially the underground warehouse where the spirit stones are stored, and most of the raw materials are imported." As general manager, Chanco naturally defended himself, "We hired a lot of engineers, several of whom were recruited from Europe by Giuseppe Caproni. As for my salary and that of Mr. Longsheng, neither of them exceeded the industry average, because we are both shareholders and regard the company as our own son. ”

"Mr. Qian, I didn't doubt you. But to Taibaishan, the construction of this factory, which cost tens of millions of dollars, was my husband's hot-headed moment, his always unrealistic dream of a craftsman, and completely contrary to the cause of our assassins. In short, the League of Assassins and the League of Artisans are bitter rivals, and we don't want to get involved in the work of the Artisans! Ah You said very bluntly so far, but the words changed, "But if you can help me find Qin Beiyang, I can continue to maintain this factory, Qin Beiyang is my beloved, and this factory is his beloved, you know......"

Li Longsheng had already deciphered what she meant—the Ink Scholar Tiangong Company, and the Tomb Beast Flying Machine were all luxury toys for the big boy Qin Beiyang, and as long as Ah You still loved the boy, he would be allowed to continue playing and pay the bills for him, even if it was an astronomical amount.

For no other reason, first, she loved him; Second, she is too rich.

Li Longsheng naturally remembered the secret of the 500-ton gold reserves of Tsarist Russia that he had heard three years ago when he was exploring the Silk Road in Xinjiang......

"Three days! I'll give you three days! ”

Ah You left aside the life and death deadline of the ink man's heavenly work, got up and walked out of the conference room. Lao Jin winked at them, meaning that the little master was like a mountain, and he only hoped that they would find Qin Beiyang as soon as possible.

Qian Ke glanced at the little king, Timur glanced at Li Longsheng again, but Dr. Cambridge looked out the window, and the Bund on the other side of the Huangpu River seemed to have a strange fire.

Strange, it seems to be a brilliant firework, what is the festival today? Why would anyone want to set off fireworks?

The fireworks burst into the sky high above the Huangpu River, and with a loud bang, the pitch-black sky burst into a huge pattern, which turned out to be a pyramid with an eye in the middle.

One-eyed pyramid ......

This is the hallmark of the Union of Artisans, which has lasted for more than six hundred years. The whole of Shanghai can witness this fireworks, this one-eyed pyramid, the night sky has not dissipated for a long time, and many people squeeze out of the window to watch the excitement.

Li Longsheng knew that something was wrong.

The explosion happened.

The final assembly workshop of Mozhi Tiangong Aircraft Company is designed to be the largest factory in Asia. Considering the huge scale of the aircraft, the dome height of the factory is equivalent to the HSBC building on the other side of the Huangpu River. The construction period began at the end of 1922 and was expected to be completed in the fall of 1924......

On an autumn night in Shanghai, Ah You only blinked his eyes, and the entire semi-finished factory was blown up into the sky.

She had reached the door of the laboratory building, and a deafening explosion sounded across the street, but the young Nakayama reacted quickly, pinning his master firmly to the ground, rolling and hiding behind the sturdy high wall, and raising his arms to protect his head. Their eardrums were all blown with blood, their hands were shattered by all the glass, and they could feel the ground shake violently, as if a devastating earthquake was coming, or an extraterrestrial meteorite hit Lujiazui in Pudong.

It was a minute before they could look up and see a raging fire burning in front of them. The wilderness of Lujiazui is littered with broken cement blocks, bamboo poles, and charred limbs of construction workers. The ears crackled as if there were 10,000 strings of firecrackers worthy of the name. Billowing black smoke covered the night sky of Shanghai, so much so that the moonlight was dull and colorless. Ah You's hair and face were covered with ashes, as if he had just come out of a charcoal-burning earthen kiln. Fortunately, this laboratory building was extremely strong, and Li Longsheng designed it according to the standard of being able to resist bombing, standing still except for all the broken glass, and protecting the lives of Ah You, Lao Jin, Zhongshan, Qian Ke, Li Longsheng, and Xiaojunwang.

And from this sea of fire, a fire phoenix flew out.

The phoenix that was reborn in the fire of nirvana, but with four huge wings.

Four-winged angel.

Ah You recognized this monster, which was originally sealed and sleeping in the factory, but relying on the keen senses of the tomb beast, he sensed that the danger was approaching, and woke up a second before the explosion, flapped two pairs of wings, and flew out of the sea of sword mountains and fires......

Finally, Chanko let out a long breath in front of the window, kneeling down and thanking God for opening his eyes and leaving him a way to live.

The Four-Winged Gravemon, with many sparks left on its four wings, soared through the flaming firmament, and finally landed slowly on the roof of the surviving laboratory.

Tonight, including the four-winged angels, there are only these seven survivors in the entire factory.

Li Longsheng walked out of the laboratory building and whispered behind Ah You, "The Craftsman Alliance is here!" They set off fireworks on the Bund and left the symbol of the One-Eyed Pyramid! ”

"One-Eyed Pyramid ......"

Ah You frowned and muttered to himself, remembering the mark on Qin Beiyang's crossbow and steel crossbow.

World War II, the massacre between the League of Assassins and the League of Artisans, is about to unfold on this earth.

The flames of Lujiazui in Pudong will continue to burn Qin Beiyang's ink master Tiangong all night, as if to roast the ivory-handled dagger on Ah You's waist, but it is just a beautiful hors d'oeuvres......

In the early morning, the Ink Tiangong Aircraft Company was already a charred ruin.

The stench of dozens of corpses of construction workers will linger for days. The only ones that survived were the fortress-like sturdy laboratory building, and the dozens of kilograms of spirit stones buried in the underground warehouse—if these things leaked, it would have even more terrible consequences.

The beast's head of the four-winged angel gazes at the post-disaster factory. Chanko knelt in the rubble of the embers, crying loudly. If it weren't for Timur, the king of the small county, who hugged him to the death, I am afraid that he would have committed suicide by throwing himself into the Huangpu River. The most calm is Li Longsheng, but he knows that the company has little money left in its account, and he still has to compensate the families of the dead workers. He regretted not going to the American or British insurance companies on the other side of the strait to take out property or accident insurance for the factory.

If there is no accident, next week, the ink Tiangong company will declare bankruptcy and close its doors.

A pigeon flew into the ruins of the factory, and the original pigeon loft and hundreds of carrier pigeons had long since been wiped out in the explosion. The gray carrier pigeon was a little bewildered, hovering blankly on the roof of the laboratory building. Li Longsheng put his finger in his mouth, whistled loudly, and then raised his arm to let the carrier pigeon land on his elbow.

This pigeon looked tired, having just completed a flight of more than 2,000 miles, and the first snow of Taibai Mountain seemed to remain on its wings. Li Longsheng stroked its head, fed it a few green beans, then removed the iron pipe tied to its paws and took out a thin roll of letters.

Ah You, Lao Jin and Nakayama all stayed at the factory all night, and they all noticed the arrival of the pigeons. Everyone gathered around Li Longsheng and watched him unfold this volume of flying pigeon biography from Taibai Mountain, and the letter was to the following effect-

Ten days earlier, a representative of the Assassin League sent by Europe had flown across Eurasia and landed in Xi'an to Taibai Mountain.

The representative informed the Chinese Assassin masters that the Artisan Alliance had officially declared war on the Assassin League, that Germany, France, England, and Italy had all been bloodied, that more than a dozen Assassin families had been bloodied, and that many murderous Master Assassins had been hunted down by the Artisan Alliance, either spilled five steps of blood on the streets, or disappeared silently.

The Craftsmen's Alliance announced the reason for the declaration of war: On September 1, 1923, the same day as the Great Kanto Earthquake, the leader of the Assassins' League and the heir of Assasin, the "Chinese Qin Beiyang", secretly infiltrated the World Congress of the Craftsmen's Union held in Tokyo, Japan, and carried a tomb beast to successfully assassinate the twenty-third Great Venerable of the Craftsmen's Alliance, which was the second Great Venerable of the Craftsmen's Alliance to be assassinated by the Assassins after the first Great Venerable was assassinated in Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris for more than 600 years.

Today, Qin Beiyang is the number one enemy of the Craftsman Alliance, and it is said that whoever can kill him will have a chance to ascend to the throne of the Great Venerable.