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Chapter nine hundred and eighty third provocation and instigation(1/2)

at the same time.

In the lounge of the Trading Room.

A capable middle-aged man sat in front of the coffee table, drinking tea slowly.

Opposite this person, there is a thin young man who is also a staff member of the trading cabinet. He is talking to the middle-aged man.

"My lord, that's what happened."

After a while.

The thin young man finally finished speaking.

"Is there anyone in Qinghai City that Shen Feiyun is afraid of?"

The middle-aged man looked surprised, and then asked: "What do those three people look like?"

The thin young man waved his hand, fighting spirit surged, and three phantoms condensed out.

It was Qin Feiyang and the other three.

"this……"

The middle-aged man looked at the silhouettes of the three people, and his eyes suddenly became dull.

The tea cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"What's the matter, sir?"

The thin young man was surprised and asked.

"impossible."

"Why did they appear in Qinghai City?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself as if he hadn't heard anything, his face full of disbelief.

The thin young man also became more and more frightened and suspicious.

Sudden.

The middle-aged man looked at the thin young man and asked, "Where are they now?"

"VIP Room No. 17 at the auction house."

The thin young man said.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said, "I understand, you can go down first!"

"yes."

The thin young man responded respectfully, then bowed and left, closing the door behind him.

The middle-aged man also lowered his head and began to think deeply.

Boom!

soon.

There was a knock on the door.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked up at the door, and said, "Please come in."

The door opened, and a young man in purple strode in. It was Mr. Long.

"My dear nephew, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man looked at Master Long slightly surprised.

"Don't mention it."

After Mr. Long closed the door, he shook his head angrily, walked up and sat down opposite the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Is it possible that my nephew is still worried about what happened before?"

Mr. Long was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Uncle Fu also knows?"

The middle-aged man said: "It's hard for me not to know about such a big thing!"

Mr. Long said angrily: "That's just right. You can help me judge. Isn't my father very incompetent?"

"this……"

The middle-aged man hesitated and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"yes."

"I admit that their status is indeed scary, but as the saying goes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, why are you so afraid of them?"

Mr. Long became angrier as he talked.

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "You already know their identities?"

"I know, my father said it."

Mr. Long nodded, and then asked: "Uncle Fu, do you know their identities?"

"Of course I know."

The middle-aged man smiled.

Mr. Long said: "Then can you think of a way to help me vent my bad anger?"

The middle-aged man looked dumbfounded, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "My dear nephew, aren't you trying to embarrass my uncle?"

"Even Uncle Fu is afraid?"

Mr. Long raised his eyebrows.

"Don't be afraid!"

"My dear nephew, listen to my uncle and stop thinking about revenge."

"We can't afford to offend all three of them!"

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Can't afford to offend..."

Mr. Long murmured, and sharp rays of light burst out from his eyes, saying: "I will never give up until this bad breath comes out!"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"If you do this again, uncle will be angry."

The middle-aged man said with a straight face.

Mr. Long was extremely angry and said: "At any rate, you are also very powerful people in Qinghai City. I really can't figure it out. What are you afraid of them for?"

"My dear nephew, you have to understand that some people are not born to be offended by us."

The middle-aged man sighed.

"I really don't believe this evil!"

"Since Uncle Fu refuses to help, then consider me as a bother and leave."

Mr. Long snorted coldly, stood up and walked towards the door angrily.

Looking at Young Master Long's back, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered and he suddenly said: "My dear nephew, wait a minute."

"how?"

Mr. Long stopped and asked without looking back.

"Do you really want revenge?"

The middle-aged man said.

"right!"

Mr. Long nodded without hesitation.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid of their revenge?"

"Not afraid."

Mr. Long said.

The middle-aged man was surprised and said: "You are so confident, do you already know about the grudges between your father and the chief tower master?"

"What?"

Mr. Long turned to look at the middle-aged man and asked in surprise: "What grudges do they have?"

"I didn't know it at first!"

"It's a long story, and it's also a scandal, so I can't tell you."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

Mr. Long said impatiently: "Uncle Fu, can you behave like a man and not be like your mother-in-law?"

"You brat, who are you talking to?"
To be continued...
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