Chapter 97

But Garo didn't speak too much about it. He quietly waited for his men to bring the news of Qin An's position.

It's very simple. He has to confirm it anyway. It's much more important than protecting the man with the painting.

Although the map of mountains and rivers is a sacred thing, the initiator is Qin'an!

Giving people a ladle of water to drink is enough to quench their thirst for a while. If you can give people a well, it will be a big profit!

He knew this truth well. He naturally had to investigate the information about master Qin.

It seems that Qin'an is a painter, and he also has superb carving skills.

But the master gave him a very unusual feeling. After all, he drew a roll of artifact level things. Can you believe it?

A fool will believe that this man is just an ordinary painter!

This person must have profound accomplishments, integrate them into his works, and then easily create peerless treasures that make them crazy!

Such a person must be a hermit and an expert. He must be!

At the thought of this, he was very excited and even a little out of control.

It is reasonable to say that he is the chairman of Wanbao auction. What big storms have he not seen? Now I'm extremely flustered because of one person.

Yes, it's because this man is too strong. He's mysterious!

Often unknown, is the most powerful, can change people's cognition!

Director Mo paused and didn't ask again. After all, the other party didn't want to say. Can he force others to fail?

He could only wait anxiously. After a while, someone came in a panic.

"Director Mo, ah, these are?" two people came back. After reporting to director Mo, they looked at the others suspiciously.

"Oh, these are the masters of Wanbao auction. It's OK, but it doesn't matter." director Mo was also very anxious and hurried to say.

"The surveillance Qin'an ran to a shop. The result was a hidden black market..."

A lot of chatter, the last news is useful.

"Oh, I was caught by the patrol." director Mo sighed disapprovingly.

I'm afraid I can't give him the one million silver coins because I'm still young master Xiao who was arrested by the patrol.

"Bang!"

"What, have you been taken away?" Garro suddenly slapped the table and bounced up.

This really scared other people. Wiping the sweat showed that this person was like a psychosis.

"Don't worry, Qin'an must have committed something. There's no need to think so much." director Mo also said with a smile, without knowing the seriousness of the matter.

Gallo really said that this guy was so stupid that he couldn't communicate with him.

"I'm going. Where is he?" Garo got up and asked seriously.

"Isn't that necessary? He's just..."

"Shut up!" Gallo snapped.

Because of his identity, he naturally did not dare to contradict the people at the Wanbao auction.

So I can only bear it. In my heart, I only curse Garo. He was killed by a car when he went out.

This man's temper is too strange. He gets angry with him for a trivial matter of a mortal.

"In prison."

On hearing this, Garo twitched slightly in the corners of his mouth.

That's ridiculous. If it's really Qin An, I'm afraid he's in charge of ink. The whole Fuyuan jewelry store will be in bad luck!

Blackmail the kind of master who is at the artifact level, thanks to the ability of this blind guy.

Seeing that the master was about to leave, director Mo said, "are you going? But none of the people taken away by childe Xiao, whether men or women, prisoners or villains, can be put back."

Director Mo was also very worried. He looked at each other, but he was a bodyguard expert at Wanbao auction. He had nothing but force.

Although Wanbao auction is much more powerful than this young master Xiao, he is just a bodyguard and a thug.

I don't think the relationship between the two sides will change because of a thug. Isn't it a mess?

The moral is that even if he wants to take Qin'an, it is unlikely.

"That young master Xiao, but the son of the mayor..." director Mo swallowed his saliva.

"Son of the mayor?" Garo thought. It seemed that the mayor of the triumphant city had been to the Marlboro auction and offered gifts.

This is not worth mentioning in his eyes. It is not a threat at all.

"Lead the way."

"Ah?"

"Lead the way, don't you hear?" Garo said coldly. The two men who monitored Qin'an just now trembled. They could only obey unconditionally.

In the cell.

Qin'an thought over the wall and knocked on the crack of the wall bored. His luck was a disaster.

But now the system doesn't have any tools to make him hole and escape.

It's really useless. Can't you use an escape tool for a little egg?

At least a little, he can escape.

Inadvertently, he saw another cell.

The man with the sword looked around and touched the wall furtively.

Is it difficult for this man to escape from prison? Qin An was so happy that he just wanted to ask if he could bring me one.

The other party has already split the vent five meters high with a sword, and then jumped out

Before he was given a chance to speak, the other party had slipped away.

It's over. I'm completely trapped!

At the same time, outside Fuyuan jewelry store, Garo took five people out to go to the mayor's cell to verify whether Qin An himself was there.

At this time, a sudden cry of surprise sounded, and he looked back.

It was the direction of the buyer. I remembered that he was close to this side and went back.

I knew I would bring more people. As the chairman of Wanbao auction, he is now reduced to the captain who takes the lead in running back and forth. The change is really big enough.

Originally, this kind of thing was over in one sentence, but now it is extremely troublesome.

"Ah, you, what are you doing?" after arranging the residence, Fuyuan jewelry store also arranged many people to stand at the door as bodyguards.

They all panicked when they saw a man with a sword on his back suddenly.

Because his cultivation is not strong, he met such a strange man.

"Get out of the way, don't force me to do it." the man is eight feet tall, ragged and disheveled hair. He looks like a beggar swordsman.

No, even so, his authority is still very strong, and these people keep falling back.

A few minutes later, Garro led the team back and just saw the man with the sword on his back who had just grabbed the hand painting.

"Who are you?" Garro was so wrapped that the other party couldn't see him at all.

"It doesn't matter who I am, sir. Let me go." the man carrying the sword came straight to the point, took the picture and left.

"Oh, do you think the things in my Wanbao auction are so strong?" Garo said with a cold smile.