The largest suite in Qingzhu Club is magnificent.

In the luxury and wealthy world, a group of women of good looks squatted in the corner and shivered.

"Bang—bang—bang—bang—”

It was as if the sound of porcelain hitting the flesh and blood, it sounded rhythmically from the innermost part of the suite.

The bodyguards in black around seemed to be accustomed to it, and their faces were still not strange, but they just stared at the group of women in the corner indifferently.

As he looked at it, he seemed that he was not a gaze, but a pile of fish on the chopping board.

Bright red blood overflowed from the crack in the suite's door and happened to fall into the eyes of a woman who opened her eyes.

It seemed that she could not bear the bloody scene in front of her. She widened her eyes and stared at the blood on the ground, then shook her head tremblingly, opened her mouth, and made a harsh scream.

“Ah—ah—ah—ah—”

The man who walked in with the door pushed the door just happened to encounter this kind of scene.

A bodyguard stepped forward to cover the woman's mouth and skillfully dragged the person out.

The man frowned, but did not speak, but walked into the suite and gently knocked on the innermost door.

"Who-ah?"

The sound inside seemed to be gasping for breath, and the tone was slightly vibrating.

The man leaned down slightly and lowered his head: "President, it's me, Xu Jianglou."

There was no response inside. After a while, the ground began to rub, and then a gap was opened in the suite door and someone walked out of it.

He was wearing a white shirt, a tight black vest, and a precious bracelet hung on his chest. His hair was a little messy at this time, but he was not very old, but he looked like he was twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

"Jiang Lou." The young man known as the president waved his hand, and a bodyguard handed over a white towel.

The young man took it and started wiping his hands, and soon the towel turned bright blood-red.

Xu Jianlou lowered his head, and when the scene in front of him no longer existed.

The young man seemed very satisfied with Xu Jianlou's performance. He wiped it clean and threw away the towel, and asked with a smile: "Have the thing?"

"Get it."

Xu Jianlou handed over a piece of yellow paper, which seemed to be a piece of gold foil.

If Gu Xiaoren saw the scene in his eyes, he would immediately report someone's open trade in Qingzhu Association.

This is actually the gold foil document that Kim Yun-young took away from him!

The young man might know that it was a stolen stolen, but he didn't care. Instead, he played with it in his hands with interest: "Have you checked it?" he asked.

"After checking, there should be no problem. However, this Qihai horizontal film picture should be just one of them, and it is also a product of the Dunji school." Xu Jianlou said.

"It doesn't matter, just use it as a backup." The young man threw the thing to the bodyguards accompanying him: "By the way, continue to release the news. I, Lin Xiaohe, like this little thing that has never been touched, no matter who comes, I, Lin Xiaohe, offer the starting price!"

"Okay." Xu Jianlou nodded: "However, that guy is hiding his head and tail, probably someone who is not allowed to go to the table, and what he wants is weapon-grade extra-grade steel. Will it cause any trouble?"

"Don't worry about them, they're just making guns and cannons." Lin Xiaohe passed by Xu Jianlou indifferently: "Even if something really happens, I don't believe it. There are still people in Yun Country who dare to cause trouble for me Lin Xiaohe!"

"Cruff-"

The door was pushed open, Lin Xiaohe put his hands into his pockets and walked out with a look of contempt.

A large number of black-clad bodyguards divided the corridor from behind. From time to time, people with a high status wanted to come up and chat, but they were blocked by the bodyguards.

Someone pointed at it secretly, but Lin Xiaohe ran rampant Wuji did not take these people seriously at all. Only Xu Jianlou was left in the Qingzhu Guild Hall and was still cleaning up some of the mess left by Lin Xiaohe.

He glanced at the suite and couldn't help but sigh: "Give more money and don't cause any trouble."

"I understand." Someone responded.

"By the way, for those things, find some irrelevant faces to check in, don't have anything to do with us."

"yes."

After all, Xu Jianglou is not Lin Xiaohe.

For some people, some troubles may be just drizzle, but sometimes drizzle can also drown ants on the roadside.

Xu Jianglou didn't want to be that ant, so he could only help Lin Xiao deal with these things.

"I'll deal with it. But where are the things delivered?"

"They will be picked up by sending it to Baiyun Donggang. As for the time, it will be set until three days later."

...

...

Lao Zhou is a businessman from a mud-legged family and has a large number of carriage transport teams.

Those who do their jobs travel around the world and dare to take almost any work in order to earn some hard money.

After all, the world is not easy at the moment. You have to eat every mouth, and even eat more animals than people. And those who are not educated, probably have no other work to support their lives except for selling their strength.

However, since taking a job three days ago, Lao Zhou has been a little restless.

For example, Lao Zhou has not helped some materials, but it is just worth some money. But even if something really happens on the road, it’s okay to compensate. People can’t be suffocated to death by urine, right?

But what was it that I took three days ago? They were heavy steel ingots!

In Yunguo steel is a controlled product, especially Lao Zhou, who traveled around the world, was a knowledgeable person. He found that the steel ingots consigned by the man were obviously of high-quality special steel. Most of this kind of steel is used to make guns and cannons. If this kind of thing is caught, it would be a long time since the old birthday boy hangs himself. If he doesn't want to eat a gun.

So, at the beginning, Lao Zhou refused, but he had no choice but to give too much. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. In addition, the distance for consignment is not far, and the employer also promised that he had already prepared the orders along the way and told him not to worry. In short, as long as you send the things to Baiyun Donggang, you don’t have to worry about anything, and then you can count the money happily!

Well, Lao Zhou, who was fascinated by money, admitted that he was degenerate at that time, but he regretted it a little as soon as he took over this batch of things. However, since things have come to this point, he probably has no room for regret.

As for learning from someone to report?

Can someone take out such things and show them out? Can ordinary people like him offend?

If the other party accidentally noticed it, the whole family would have to ascend to heaven. Lao Zhou would not dare to use the life of the whole family as a bet.

But speaking of this, greed hurts me. At worst, it is impossible to sacrifice my life.

Old Zhou thought secretly, and what if it's really okay?

Probably many people will have a temporary mentality of luck, and Lao Zhou is no exception.

However, along the way, the wind and cranes were wailing, and the plants and trees were all soldiers. Lao Zhou was so scared that his face began to turn white. Fortunately, he came to Baiyun Donggang Wharf without any danger.

But when he first arrived at the gate and looked at it from afar, Old Zhou was immediately scared!

What did he see?

——He saw a team of soldiers holding muskets guarding the gate, and looking at their outfits, he seemed not from Yun Kingdom's soldiers.

The experienced handlebar spoke tremblingly: "Old, Lao Zhou... It seems that he is the garrison of the original country!"

When Lao Zhou looked at it, his legs and feet suddenly became weak.

"Quick, hurry, hurry-turn!"

His eyes were almost glaring out, and he hurriedly asked the convoy to turn his head. However, it was difficult for a convoy of this size to turn around on the road, let alone escape immediately. Moreover, the garrison now had already discovered their sneaky behavior.

"What are you doing-"

"Crazy!"

A large number of people rushed over and raised the musket without saying a word. The cold muzzle was facing the forehead. Lao Zhou felt a cold air surge and his face turned pale.

"June, Jun, Jun, Jun..." He knelt down in an instant, not sure whether he was scared or his legs were out of strength.

"Um?"

The leading officer saw the abnormality and waved his hand to check what kind of goods the car was pulled.

A soldier walked up and pulled a piece of black cloth covering the carriage, and the dark and heavy object suddenly appeared.

God, it's over, it's over!

Now I'm dead!

Me, I haven’t gotten married yet, I haven’t stayed behind yet!

I am sorry for the ancestors below!

Old Zhou's eyes were filled with tears, and it seemed that his eyes suddenly lost their spirit.

However, things did not change as he imagined.

The officer obviously saw the steel ingots on the car, but there was no look of surprise on his face. Instead, he looked at him strangely: "Who is the one who takes the goods?"

"Ah?" Old Zhou was stunned for a moment.

"You guys are afraid of being fucked. You are so timid?" The officer looked dissatisfied.

No, what's the situation? I'm so fucking contraband. Shouldn't you be too brave?

This is a big deal!

"Okay, okay. Pull the thing in quickly..." The officer saw him frightened and seemed to not want to pay attention to it, but just told him: "Remember to go to the east gate."

"ah?"
To be continued...