Chapter 738

Although he took the sword, the wolf king also paid a heavy price.

Later, situ Mie was also shocked and flew out, knocking down several pine trees behind him.

But the wolf king vowed to die. A new arm soon grew at the broken arm. A pair of green eyes stared at the fake in the air and scolded.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you pretend to be my master?"

"Aren't you afraid that my master will settle with you?"

In mid air, the fake laughed and a fierce anger flashed in his eyes.

"You dog slave, I am Li taixuan, and Li taixuan is me."

"I'm coming to get Lingquan. What's the matter with you, a slave? You deserve to die for being so disrespectful to the master!"

"Previously, it was just a warm-up exercise. This is just the beginning of a good play."

With that, the fake will start again.

But at this time, the ancestor of the nearby palace family, Gong Tianjian, suddenly said.

"Master, someone is looking up and down the mountain. It seems that there is something urgent."

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the person in front of them is Li taixuan or not.

Even if it's fake, so what!

What is important is that the man rescued them from the dangerous array and set them free again.

The reason why fake goods save these people is to use them to help themselves capture Lingquan and feed a group of thugs.

The two sides worked in collusion to get what they needed.

"Keep attacking. I'll come as soon as I go."

The fake body shook like a bullet and shot at the foot of the mountain.

A man has been waiting in the shed for a long time. It is Zhang Shouwang.

Zhang Shouwang was stunned when he saw the fake. He thought he was wrong.

That's too similar!

It's almost as like as two peas in the damn Li Xiaofan.

But a closer look can still tell that there are differences between the two.

Zhang Shouwang breathed a sigh of relief. If it were Li Xiaofan, he would have killed himself.

"Who are you? What can I do for you?"

The fake glanced at Zhang Shouwang and asked suspiciously.

The look in his eyes was like a sharp sword across the sky. Senhan's sword Qi frightened people and scared Zhang Shouwang.

However, fortunately, he soon recovered and said with a flattering smile.

"Mr. Li Xianshi, Professor Zhang Shouwang of xialongdu Muhua University, is here on the order of Miss Mitsui, the daughter of Mitsui consortium, to invite you to have tea and discuss important matters!"

Mitsui consortium is so famous that it ranks among the top 100 enterprises in the world.

The fake pondered for a moment and decided to go and have a look.

"Lead the way."

Zhang Shouwang was very happy to see the other party's so simple promise. He made an invitation decoration on his side. The driver behind him had already opened the door of the off-road vehicle.

The fake gets in the car.

The SUV galloped on the mountain road and soon disappeared into the vast jungle.

Chuzhou celadon club is a high-end club just built.

The club is very mysterious and never open to the public.

The building is antique, with green bricks and white walls. There is a ginkgo tree in front of the door, like a pavilion.

It is said that this ginkgo tree alone is nearly a thousand years old. Its huge crown is like a big umbrella, which almost covers the whole club.

At this time, in a luxury box in the club.

The tea fragrance curls, and the air is echoed with melodious Guzheng music.

The clean and clear zither sound is like a spring flowing in a mountain stream, which makes people happy physically and mentally.

"Li sang, please sit down and have tea."

Behind the tea table, Mitsui is making tea.

Her Chinese is a little stiff.

But because of the beauty of people, it sounds different.

From washing tea to pouring tea, she is skillful and elegant. With her classical cheongsam, she is like a beautiful woman from the picture of ancient ladies.

Even the counterfeiters couldn't help looking at Mitsui.

I have to say that this woman is really beautiful. Her exquisite facial features are like handicrafts carefully carved by carving masters.

"Are you Mitsui Kyoko? What can I do for you?"

The fake sat down, picked up a cup of tea, closed his eyes and sniffed before drinking.

"Good tea, Pu'er tea should have been for some years."

When I open my eyes, I still feel the fragrance of my mouth and the intoxication of fake goods.

Mitsui nodded demurely.

"Unexpectedly, Li Sang also has a lot of research on the tea ceremony."

"It was picked from a tea tree with a tea age of more than 300 years in Mengla mountain in your country and pressed into cakes. It has been collected for the 15th year. The tea soup is mellow and moist, and the fragrance is wrapped between lips and teeth for a long time."

"The best storage life of Pu'er tea is 15 years. Once it exceeds this age, the taste of tea will gradually pass." in fact, the fake doesn't know the tea ceremony. He just thinks the tea is delicious. Seeing Yasuko Mitsui's endless wordy words, he felt quite impatient and waved his hand. "I'm afraid you didn't ask me to come today just for tea." "I'm a happy man. Talk quickly." Mitsui put down his tea cup, flashed an imperceptible color in his eyes, smiled faintly and said. "I just like to deal with happy people like Li sang." "in that case, I'll tell the truth. I heard that you have Lingquan in your hand. I want to be the general agent of country R. you can only provide Lingquan to wait for the money, and I'll do the rest." "as for the distribution of interests, we have 28 points, I have 8 points and you two!" he paused and continued. "You know, our Mitsui consortium almost monopolizes the economic lifeline of country R. we control a strong sales network, not only limited to country R, but also facing the world." "I don't know how many people want to cooperate with us in their dreams." "so, Li sang, don't miss this opportunity." as soon as she finished her words, the fake laughed, The color of madness that could not be concealed in the laughter, laughed and said. "Twenty eight points, you can say it." "on the contrary, you're about the same as me!" Miyai's face immediately sank and said coldly. "Don't make a mistake, Li sang!" "since there's nothing to talk about, I'll leave!" the fake snorted coldly and turned away. A middle-aged man behind Mitsui was furious. "Baga!" took out his Sabre around his waist and stabbed the fake. That Sen Han's sword was like a man's training, cut through the sky and stabbed the fake. "Death!" The fake turned around and punched him. Although he was a fake Li Xiaofan, his accomplishments were unpredictable. The punch was like a meteorite falling with a roaring sound. Bang! The long knife in the man's hand was immediately smashed and fell to the ground like a pile of scrap iron. "Ah..." He himself was also smashed and flew out like a cloth bag, smashing the wooden sliding door in the back. There was a blood hole in his chest, and he died on the spot. You know, this man's cultivation is half strong, and he can't withstand each other's punch. Mitsui Kyoko was surprised, stood up and looked at the left figure, his eyes full of fear. But Soon, the fear turned into anger. He overturned the tea table in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "soon you will regret it." at this time, an old man flashed behind the wooden sliding door. His name was kutian Shanyan, and he was the escort of Mitsui Kyoko. His cultivation was to be above the previous man, with a long knife around his waist. "Mr. Kuroda, why didn't you do it just now?" Mitsui turned to question, his eyes flashing a sharp light. Kuroda Yama quickly bowed his head and said, "because I'm not the opponent of that man." "I think it's better to let the domestic swordsman Qihui Akasaka come over." Akasaka Qihui is the top swordsman in r country. His swordsmanship is unpredictable. But in recent years, Akasaka Qihui has been closed. Mitsui frowned. "But uncle, he has been closed." "in extraordinary times, we should use extraordinary means." "well, I'll contact my uncle now."