Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Calm returned to the room again.

He Xuanping's face was gloomy.

The beauty in cheongsam was holding a spray in her hand to help him treat the wound on his palm. Her delicate body was shaking slightly from time to time. She was obviously still scared of the scene just now.

"Ah……"

With a chuckle, He Xuanping spoke slowly:

"It's true that a hero comes from a young age, but I am still old after all."

As he spoke, he looked up:

"Boss Fang is very skilled in martial arts. He really deserves his reputation. He admires me. Qi Yuan is probably blind to think of provoking you."

The pistol had just fallen to the ground. He couldn't let the people from the Public Security Department discover this thing. In addition, he had other concerns, so he had no choice but to chase them away.

Different from Founder.

He Xuanping has been operating in Qu City for decades, and his relationship spans both black and white. Even the director of the Public Security Department cannot touch him easily.

After some threats, Zhou Ping had no choice but to retreat.

"Nothing better than congratulating the boss." Fang Zheng said:

"I suffered a lot in the Sheriff's Department. You can drive people away with just one word."

He Xuanping shook his head gently.

Although he does not engage in legitimate business, he does not worship personal force. Especially in today's society, no matter how high the martial arts is, it is useless.

relation!

Benefit bundled!

Only in this way can we secure our current position.

Zhou Ping doesn't want to touch him?

I'm afraid I can't even dream of it!

But He Xuanping is not alone. His network connects a large number of people. Those people are the real reason for Zhou Ping's retreat. This is how things should be.

Can……

The young man in front of me was different.

This person's force is terrifying, and he has an unscrupulous mentality. His power is useless in front of him.

The other party dares to kill!

He also has the strength to kill people!

The heroes of ancient times were nothing more than this.

But in ancient times, killing people in anger was a big deal and just walking away. Due to the limitations of criminal investigation technology, people could still live a stable life after moving away, so they would have less worries.

It's simply not possible now.

He didn't know how the other person's character was cultivated, or whether he had something to rely on, but he knew that he couldn't mess with this kind of person because he had no scruples.

"Alang."

Waved to the white suit, He Xuanping closed his eyes and said:

"give him!"

"Brother." The expression in the white suit changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Fang Zheng, feeling pain all over his body when he thought of the scene just now.

Gritting his teeth, he took out a business card from his body:

"Fang...Boss, if you want to find someone, you can call the number above."

Fang Zheng took over:

"Thank you!"

He stood up, thought for a moment, then picked up the IOU from his uncle Fang Jian on the table, and nodded to He Xuanping:

"Boss He, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Watching Fang Zheng put away the IOU, He Xuanping finally showed a smile on his face.

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desktop.

A piece of Doucai porcelain is placed steadily.

Plum vase with tangled branches!

The slender neck of the bottle, the complicated but unobtrusive patterns, and the smooth and round glaze all illustrate the rarity of this item.

"The Fang family porcelain is famous for its fighting colors, and the zodiac set was even more rare and valuable. Unfortunately... the craftsmanship of the time has now been lost."

An old man with a three-inch beard held a magnifying glass in his hand and said while inspecting the porcelain:

"Boss Mo, that's right, this one is a fine product!"

"That's good." Boss Mo was fat and smiled when he heard this, and his small eyes were squeezed into two slits by the fat.

"Han Lu, let's draw up a contract."

"Boss Mo." Qi Yuan frowned:

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

"You want what you want." Boss Mo's accent was very different from that of a local from Qu City, and he said with a grin:

"If you don't write down a price, I won't be able to explain it to anyone when I change hands. Don't worry, Boss Qi, I won't lose a penny of the money you deserve."

"All right!"

Qi Yuan sighed.

In fact, he also knew that although this piece of porcelain was good, the market price was only less than two million, and what the other party was willing to pay three million for was reputation.

The only piece of fine porcelain left in the Fang family!

If you tell this story well, you can get a better price.

The same is true for the contract. Boss Mo considers himself a serious businessman, so it is naturally impossible for him to buy or sell stolen goods.

"Boss Qi."

Han Lu was young, but his expression was very mature, even a little dull. He reached out and handed over the printed contract:

"Take a look."

"No need." Qi Yuan hurriedly took it and signed to confirm:

"I believe in Boss Mo."

"We still have to take a look." Boss Mo said:

"Let's make sure it's convenient for both of us, um..."

"Boss Qi looks anxious?"

"It's not too urgent." Qi Yuan rubbed his hands:

"I just heard that someone came out of the Public Security Department and might come to cause trouble. Although I'm not afraid, I don't want to cause trouble."

"Besides..."

"People from the Sheriff's Department have also been looking for me recently."

"Don't worry." Boss Mo smiled and said:

"This place is private enough that no one will come looking for us."

"never mind!"

He waved his hand:

"Transfer the money."

"Okay." Qi Yuan was overjoyed:

"Thank you, Boss Mo."

The transfer speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, there were three million more in his account, and the worry he had been feeling for the past few days dropped.

With these three million, plus the savings over the years, I can live a comfortable life even if I leave Qushi.

not to mention……

There is another house somewhere in the south!

"Um?"

At this moment, Boss Mo blinked and looked behind Qi Yuan:

"Who are you?"

"Can outsiders come in here?"

Qi Yuan turned around when he heard the sound, his face instantly turned pale:

"Founder!"

"It's me." Fang Zheng nodded, his eyes swept over the other person, and finally landed on the plum vase with the tangled branch pattern. His heart couldn't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, he arrived in time:

"Boss Qi, we finally meet."

"Uh-huh!"

Qi Yuan stood up suddenly and shouted:

"Zhao Laoer, stop him!"

"ah!"

A man rushed out from the corner, holding a dagger and pounced on Fang Zheng:

"You were the one who killed my eldest brother?"

"Go to hell!"

This man's face was full of flesh, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were extremely ferocious. He brandished a dagger to directly attack the throat, waist and ribs, and other vital parts, killing him with every move.

"Um?"

Fang Zheng frowned slightly and came back to his senses as soon as his thoughts changed.

There are two big thugs around Qi Yuan, a pair of brothers who are responsible for handling all kinds of shady things. The one who followed Sister Lianlian to Fengtou Mountain that day was one of them.

That man seems to be called Lao Zhao?

At that time, he asked the other party what happened and who was behind the scenes. When Lao Zhao was not paying attention, he attempted a sneak attack and was killed by him.

The person in front of me...

It must be his brother.

With his neck tilted slightly to avoid the vital parts of his throat, Fang Zheng stretched out his big hand and used a grappling technique to seize the dagger, swiping it gently with one hand.

The sharp dagger left a graceful curve in the air, smeared across Zhao Laoer's throat, and blood mist sprayed out from the crack.

These two brothers are not good people, so there is no need to be polite about killing them.

Qi Yuan was overweight and lacked exercise. When he saw this, he knew that he could not escape Fang Zheng's pursuit. He bit his steel teeth and violently raised the plum vase with the tangled branches on the side.

He yelled, "Don't come over here. If you do, I'll throw it down!"

Fang's expression remained unchanged, he stepped closer, pointed the dagger in his hand at Qi Yuan's heart, and stabbed him five or six times, the knife going straight into his heart.

"puff!"

"puff……"

Qi Yuan's body trembled wildly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Fang Zheng caught the plum vase with the pattern of entangled branches. He picked up a white cloth from the table and wiped it gently.

Do not stain your own porcelain with blood.

His movements were simple, direct, clean and unbelievably fast. Before the others could recover, they saw that Qi Yuan and the two men were already dead.

The person who was talking to him just now is now lying in a pool of blood.

"Da da da……"

Boss Mo was sitting on the chair, his teeth clashing wildly, his forehead full of cold snorts. When he saw Fang Zheng looking sideways, he stammered:

"No...none of my business."

"My surname is Fang." Fang Zheng said in a calm voice:

"This piece of porcelain belongs to my Fang family."

"Yes, yes." Boss Mo nodded anxiously:

"You can take your things with you, no problem, absolutely no problem!"

"That's not the case." Han Lu said from the side:

"According to the current laws of the Xia Kingdom, if you obtain stolen property in good faith without knowing it, you will have certain rights and interests in the property..."

He was obviously scared, his calves were trembling, but he still kept the law in mind.

"Shut the hell up!" Boss Mo shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I said no problem, then no problem!"

"The things belong to Mr. Fang. Why do you have any objections to people taking back their own things? You have become a fool by studying the law. Do you understand what it means to be considerate?"

"Yep!"

The old man on the side nodded repeatedly, wanting to cover Han Lu's mouth.

"Thank you." Fang Zheng put away the porcelain and nodded to the people:

"Please don't tell anyone about what happened just now."

"We definitely won't tell." Boss Mo swore:

"If I tell anyone, I will never do it again for the rest of my life!"

"..." Fang Zheng opened his mouth:

"There's no need to swear such vicious oaths."