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"Patriarch..." The second elder frowned, wanting to say something else.

Ji Lingfeng didn't give them any chance to delay, he picked up the internal phone at hand and called He Lin: "Where is it?"

"Patriarch, are you finished?" He Lin looked at the people who came in and out of the warehouse to check the goods, and walked to the side and said, "The warehouse is on fire. I'm at the warehouse."

Ji Lingfeng's eyes froze, and he glanced at the second elder and the others, "Is the warehouse on fire?"

He Lin didn't know that Ji Lingfeng hadn't left the study yet, so he said, "Ah, the specific reason is still being investigated, it should be someone deliberately set the fire on."

"I'm taking stock of the loss in the warehouse, and it shouldn't be a big loss."

Ji Lingfeng's speech was already as cold as ice dregs: "Oh, it seems that I am a half-dead person in the eyes of some people."

The Second Elder and the others were so startled by what he meant, their backs became stiff, and a layer of cold sweat broke out from their backs.

The breathing of the study became lighter.

The Second Elder even faintly had the idea of ​​regretting, feeling that he was too impulsive, and should adopt a more moderate method to wait and see the changes.

Instead of impulsively agreeing to help those people from Santangkou and Tongjihui.

Ji Lingfeng asked He Lin to come over and hung up the phone.

The second elder watched him put down the receiver, and opened his mouth: "Patriarch, I..."

"We'll talk about it when He Lin comes." Ji Lingfeng suppressed his anger and didn't want to talk to him for the time being.

……

He Lin rushed over quickly and received an urgent message by the way.

"Patriarch, it's not good. Over at the bay pier..."

He rushed into the study in a hurry, only to find that the second elder and the others hadn't left yet, and they were all fidgeting there awkwardly.

He Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't realize why these people hadn't left yet.

Ji Lingfeng's face has already darkened: "What's wrong with the bay pier?"

He remembered.

Today, there is a batch of goods arriving at the Bay Wharf from Continent F, and the person in charge of the wharf inspection at Beitangkou will receive the goods and put them into the warehouse.

From what it looks like, something went wrong with that batch of goods.

Ji Lingfeng, as the Ji family, even if he is not Nie Qingru's son, has inherited Ji Wu Falcon's BT gene, and his IQ is not low.

He immediately connected the cause and effect, and looked at the eyes of the second elder and others who were already tainted with killing intent.

The second elder complained endlessly.

However, it is no longer possible for him to call a halt to the situation. He only hopes that those people from the Kiwanis will be more aggressive and win this batch of goods.

In this way, if someone takes the lead, it will inevitably weaken the patriarch's control over the family, and he can still fight against the patriarch.

Otherwise, judging from the fact that he has been involved today, I'm afraid it won't be good this time.

"There was an explosion at the Bay Wharf. It seems that someone did it. My people have found out that people from Santangkou and the Tongji Association have been in frequent contact recently. It may be that they... want to stop the goods."

"Very good!" Ji Lingfeng put his hands on his temples, his eyes burst into flames, and he smiled on the surface: "It seems that I am already a dead person in your eyes."

He Lin knew his physical condition: "Patriarch, don't be angry."

Ji Lingfeng took a deep breath, stood up with his hands propped up: "Didn't you say someone set fire?"

"...Uh, yes." He Lin didn't know why he mentioned this. Isn't it more serious at the bay pier?

Ji Lingfeng made a decisive decision: "The old house is sealed off, and no one is allowed to leave without my order!"

The second elder and the others were shocked: "The patriarch..."

They brought a few accompanying people this time, but this is Ji Lingfeng's territory after all, if the two sides want to tear their faces apart, their few people are not enough to watch.

(End of this chapter)