Chapter 297

Late at night on the same day, Xiahe village.

A gray Jetta stops at the entrance of the village. Qinghe looks at the extraordinary village and naturally has constant doubts. It is impossible for a village to develop so well. It is not a tourist attraction, let alone mineral resources.

The only explanation is that Yang Wencai used the money from the treasure house.

In fact, I don't care much about money. What I need is an antique dagger left in the treasure house. Only this dagger can save master's life.

Master seemed quite calm and indifferent to life and death, but he knew that master just didn't want the sixth master to worry about himself.

She's not in the school recently. She doesn't have anything to do, but goes out to hide. What she wants to hide is the people of the Sansheng gate.

The last period is coming. Anyway, get the dagger back.

"Sixth master, brother Shan, let's go there. Even if it's a big killing tonight, we'll force him to hand over his things. If you dare to resist, don't leave a living mouth."

The three of them got off and walked towards the east of the village.

However, it is strange that whenever they pass an intersection, the street lights will go out, as if they are not welcome.

The three came to the Yang family's mansion. At this time, the door was open, but the mansion was dark as if no one was there.

The sixth master stopped and said in a deep voice, "young Lord, there is a problem. The other party is afraid that he has been prepared early. We'd better be careful."

Brother Shan stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "young master, sixth master, I'll explore the way first. If there's really any problem, you two leave me alone and go quickly."

The sixth master nodded and motioned brother Shan to go first.

Brother Shan clenched his hands into fists and walked carefully into the mansion. Unexpectedly, as soon as his front foot entered, the gate of the mansion suddenly closed, and then there was a roaring sound inside.

Soon, with a bang, everything returned to calm.

Qinghe widened his eyes and was extremely anxious.

Brother Shan grew up watching her. He is no different from his brother. He can't have an accident.

"Sixth master, we went in and bought an ambush!"

Seeing that Qinghe was going in, the sixth master took her hand and shouted, "no, go back and discuss with Shen Feng, otherwise none of us can run away."

With that, the sixth master took her back whether Qinghe wanted it or not.

But he hasn't gone far. The nearby houses have opened one after another. Countless young and strong guys poured out. Everyone is still holding a knife and stick in his hand. The momentum is quite amazing.

Seeing the increasing number of people, the sixth master drank violently and chose to break through from the south.

There are fewer people there and they are relatively thin.

The sixth master takes the lead. As long as someone comes over and uses an eagle's claw to make him look like a model, all the guys who come near are knocked down by him.

However, he did not dare to kill. The current situation is not very clear. Killing these villagers rashly is bound to cause irreconcilable contradictions.

As long as you can rush out, you have a chance to move back.

The sixth master was very brave and kept knocking down his opponent, but the number of the other party was too large, and there were a steady stream of people coming.

At this point, a figure appeared on the side, holding a weapon in his hand. He couldn't help saying that he shot the sixth master in the leg.

With a bang, the sixth master fell down, bleeding like a flood.

When Qinghe saw this scene, she screamed and ran to the sixth master. Now she really regretted that she despised the enemy. She thought it was just a group of countrymen and there would be no problem, but now she lost two generals in a row.

"Sixth master, sixth master, how are you?"

"Young master, leave me alone. Go quickly and find Shen Feng."

While they were talking, Yang Wencai pointed a black muzzle at Qinghe's head from far to near: "if you want to go, have you asked me? I'll just ask you, you waste people, are you the people of the three holy gates in Shen tuyere."

Qinghe looked angry and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Whatever you do, you'd better let us go, otherwise..."

Before Qinghe finished, Yang Wencai waved his fist. Qinghe was badly hit by a fist. The corners of his mouth were stained with blood and looked quite embarrassed.

"Smelly girl, why is there so much bullshit? I'm asking you if Shen Feng asked you to come and what your purpose is."

Unlike dragging Shen Feng, Qinghe shook his head and said, "Shen Feng didn't let me come, but I wanted to come. I have the agreement of that year. According to the agreement, you must let us go in and choose our wealth."

"Really, there is such an agreement."

Yang Wencai sneered and motioned for the villagers to search.

Soon, the villagers found the iron box from Qinghe's pocket.

Yang Wencai opened it and took a look at the contents of the agreement. As the old man said, with this agreement, he can take one-third of the wealth in the treasure house.

Yang Wencai sneered and tore it to pieces.

Qinghe saw it in his eyes and said anxiously, "you dare to tear up the agreement. Do you know that you have made a big taboo. Neither the cloud view nor the black tiger gate will let you go."

The sixth master lay on the ground, shook his head and said, "young Lord, it's useless to tell him these things. Since he dares to tear up the agreement, he doesn't intend to hand over the treasure house."

Yang Wencai sneered and pinched Qinghe's pretty face.

"How much do you want?"

Qinghe shook his head and shook Yang Wencai's hand.

"I don't want money. I don't care whether you admit it or not. I just want one thing. If you give it to me, I'll go right away. I don't want anything else."

Yang Wencai frowned slightly. There are countless treasures in the treasure house. He just sold part of them and already has such a big industry.

This chick doesn't want anything. Just one thing. I'm afraid it's an extremely precious treasure.

Yang Wencai smiled and asked, "what do you want? Maybe I can help you find it. Whether you can find it depends on your life."

The sixth master experienced the old way. As soon as he heard it, he knew that Yang Wencai was talking.

He hurriedly shouted, "young Lord, you can't say."

Unfortunately, he was still a step late. Qinghe blurted out: "I only want a dagger from the state of Qin, and I don't want anything else."

Yang Wencai brightened his eyes and laughed: "the dagger is from the Qin Dynasty. Thank you very much for providing clues. It seems to be priceless. Lock them all in the basement of the factory. I'm going to find the dagger."

The voice fell. Yang Wencai didn't even look at it. He shot Qinghe.

Qinghe screamed and his right leg was pierced. Several villagers rushed up and tied her up, as if carrying a dead dog.

The three saints had a bad start, and all three were captured.

At the same time, Dongcheng other hospital.

Shen Feng dragged her tired body into the room. Lin Xue saw that she was sorting out the documents in front of the computer. Seeing Shen Feng coming back, she immediately smiled and said, "husband, the contract is signed. The other party doesn't want our rent. Just help them publicize."

Shen Feng was quite surprised to hear that there was no rent.

Long before Lin Xuejian went to the negotiations, he also asked someone to inquire. The terminal company's recent business is not very good and its capital turnover is difficult.

A few days ago, Liu Biao rented the warehouse, but it cost more than 5000 for one day.

Although you can make a play for publicity, the cycle is too long. There will be no results without a year and a half, but the other party is free of rent.

"Wife, how much did you talk about?"

"Two hundred thousand, half a year later, President Ding suddenly called director Tong over. They talked for a while. When they came back, the rent was free. President Ding was really very polite. I also said that I would invite them to have a light meal another day."

Something's wrong, something's wrong.

Shen Feng's intuition tells himself that there must be a problem.

He remained calm and took the initiative to send a message to Xu Zhongli.

"Lawyer Xu, go and check the capital background of the terminal company. The more detailed it is, the better. Try to give it to me before noon tomorrow. We have something to do."