In the warehouse, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat, white gloves and slightly curly hair was shouting:

"Quick, pack up, Tan Cheng is in trouble, Mr. Yao asked us to move immediately."

Around the middle-aged man, dozens of Black Star's younger brothers carrying submachine guns were busy moving counterfeit money making equipment.

Suddenly, an old man with half white hair came to the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Ajian, the things are packed."

The middle-aged man Ajian looked at the briefcase in the old man's hand and nodded slightly, "Uncle Biao, other things can be thrown away, but this engraving must not be in trouble."

"Don't worry, it's not the first day I've been out in the world. With this engraving, we can make a comeback at any time. I will protect it at the risk of my life."

The old man Uncle Biao patted the briefcase and made a promise.

"I believe Uncle Biao..."

"Bang, bang..."

Before Ajian finished speaking, a dull gunshot was heard in the warehouse.

Then, the gunman carrying the equipment fell to the ground with the sound of gunfire.

"Enemy attack, counterattack!" Ajian yelled, pulling Uncle Biao to hide in a corner,

"Uncle Biao, we are surrounded, you take the things and run first, if you can't run away..."

"I will destroy the engraving first." Uncle Biao said solemnly, crawling into the gap between the equipment.

Ajian took out the Black Star and glanced at Uncle Biao's back. If the engraving leaked out, Mr. Yao would never let their family go.

But he couldn't kill Uncle Biao with one shot now.

After thinking for a moment, Ajian gritted his teeth, ran out of the corner, and shouted to the remaining gunmen:

"Destroy the equipment and raw materials for me, don't leave a hair for the other side."

When the gunmen heard the order, several of them immediately turned around to pick up gasoline barrels.

Not far away, behind a pillar, Fan Tian discovered the intention of the other side and shouted to the surroundings: "Fire cover!"

"Bang bang... Da da..."

When Tian Yang and the killers heard it, they opened fire on the front.

Fan Tian dodged and rushed forward quickly, and at the same time, he never stopped shooting with his two guns. Anyone who showed his head or hands would be rewarded with a bullet.

Several gunmen who were carrying gasoline barrels were also accurately shot by Fan Tian.

In a moment, Fan Tian, ​​who was fully fired, sent all the gunmen in the warehouse who had ideas to take down the duck eggs, and the remaining timid ones all hid behind the bunkers, trembling.

"You are surrounded, throw down your weapons, hold your head with your hands and come out, I can still let you live."

As Fan Tian said, he waved his hand to signal Tian Yang to lead people to encircle the gunmen hiding behind the equipment in two directions.

"Don't believe his lies. They are here to rob us. They will never forgive us."

Ajian didn't go out to die, but hid behind the bunker to command. When he heard that someone wanted to incite the remaining gunman to rebel, he immediately refuted.

Fan Tian said: "Everyone in the world knows that I, Emperor Tian, ​​am famous for my credibility. As long as you come out, I will give you a way to live. If you don't come out in a minute, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Is it Emperor Tian?" The gunmen exclaimed.

"I'll try first!" One of the gunmen threw the black star in his hand, held his head with both hands and walked out of the bunker.

"Very good!" Fan Tian saw it, smiled slightly, and pointed his gun at the open space next to him.

"Come here and squat. As long as you are willing to surrender, I, Fan, will guarantee your safety."

One gunman surrendered without any accident. The remaining gunmen threw their guns and walked out with their heads in their arms.

They were just tools responsible for manufacturing, and were strongly armed by Ajian.

Most of the real armed bandits were on the periphery, and Fan Tian sneaked in and killed them silently.

Ajian looked at the surrendered people, his eyes rolled, he threw away the Black Star in his hand, and followed him out.

Not long after, the entire warehouse was controlled by Fan Tian!

The only ten people left in the warehouse squatted in an open space with their hands on their heads, and Tian Yangxin brought a few killers to guard them.

"Who is the boss here?"

Fan Tian walked around the warehouse and only got 5 million Hong Kong dollars, leaving hundreds of millions of counterfeit banknotes and manufacturing equipment, which were useless.

The counterfeit banknote group only had so little money, Fan Tian didn't believe it a hundred times.

"He is the person in charge here."

Among them, a gunman with his hands on his head raised his hand and pointed at Ajian beside him.

Ajian glared at the gunman who testified against him, stood up and said angrily: "Emperor Tian, ​​we didn't provoke you, did we? Why are you targeting us?"

"Haha! You still think you are right? Don't talk nonsense to me. You must have made a lot of black money in the past few years. If you hand it over honestly, I can let you go. Otherwise..." Fan Tian sneered.

"Didn't you say that if we surrender, you will let us live? The famous Emperor Tian, ​​you won't be untrustworthy, right?" Ajian asked calmly."Really?" Fan Tian looked at Tian Hong who was listless and asked, "Did I say to let them go?"

"Yeah!" Tian Hong nodded gently, then shook her head.

"Is that so?" Fan Tian raised his hand and touched his chin, looking at the surrendered gunman with a playful look,

"It's okay to let you live, but not completely, I can't guarantee it."

"You..." A Jian looked angry.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me everything you know, if you hide anything, don't blame me for being rude. Of course, those who talk more will benefit..."

As he said, Fan Tian took out a dagger and made a few cuts.

"Most of our money was given to Mr. Yao, and the rest was distributed to Ajian and Uncle Biao. We didn't get much."

"That's right. After we entered the warehouse, we never went out. After we divided the money, Ajian helped us save it."

"I suspect Ajian is Uncle Biao's nephew, although they don't admit it!"

"I report that Uncle Biao is hiding in the gap of the equipment over there. He has a woodblock..."

"Oh!" Fan Tian waved his hand to signal Tianhong to find it out. Looking at the people who reported each other, he showed a satisfied smile.

Soon, Uncle Biao was picked up from the equipment group by Tianhong.

Fan Tian took Uncle Biao and Ajian to the warehouse office and asked the people outside to continue reporting.

"You two, tell me, don't force me."

In the office, Fan Tian played with the woodblock that Tianhong had looted from Uncle Biao, and said lightly.

"Boss, be careful, this engraving is very valuable."

"Uncle Biao, I told you to destroy the engraving, why do you keep it?"

"Ajian, as long as there is money, you can earn more if you lose everything else."

"That's your family?" Ajian frowned and glared at Uncle Biao. He didn't expect Uncle Biao to be so cold-blooded for money and not care about his family's lives.

"So, this thing is very valuable?" Fan Tian looked at the two people arguing, his eyes shining.

"This is what we eat, there are two sets in total, one is here, and the other is sealed with Mr. Yao. If Mr. Fan is interested, I can build a new one for you..."

Uncle Biao rubbed his hands, his face full of flattering smiles.

"I'm not interested in this."

Fan Tian waved his hand to interrupt and asked: "Let me ask you, how much is this set of engraving worth?"

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