The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

As soon as this statement came out, many people took a breath of cold air.

These two people dared to talk to Mr. Jin like this. It seems that their background is not simple!

Jin Ye also looked at them again. His facial features were very ordinary, but his body exuded a noble temperament. His pair of black eyes were as deep as an ancient well, which made people elusive and ordinary. Under his gaze, he remained calm and composed. It was obvious that these two people were by no means ordinary people. .

Suddenly, I felt dizzy in my head. I was shocked and quickly looked away.

"Who are you?" Cold sweat broke out on his back.

"This is a funny question. People who come here just want to try their luck, and I was lucky and won."

Li Yunchi played with the chips in his hand and sneered, "Does Mr. Jin want to default on his debt?"

"You are so brave, look at what kind of place this is, and dare to act wild here?" A group of thugs brought by Lord Jin surrounded them, "Leave the chips and get out immediately..."

"Seeking death!" Li Beimo's eyes were sharp, and he kicked out, hitting the speaker in the chest. The whole person flew over the guardrail and fell to the bottom of the ring.

"boom--"

His sudden attack shocked everyone in the audience, and the thugs drew their guns one after another.

"It seems that Mr. Jin wants to default on his debt?" Li Yunchi looked at these killers without fear, put his hand into his pocket and took out a small remote control, "Who dares to act rashly? As long as I press this red button lightly, One click and everything here will be destroyed.”

"Remote control bomb!"

Everyone looked panicked.

Mr. Jin couldn't help but take a few steps back and shouted, "Let me search them all!"

Half the thugs on stage rushed down the steps to check where they had been sitting.

"Master Jin, they are wearing masks." Si Zhihai said to Master Jin.

Li Yunchi raised his eyes and looked at him. Being able to see through their masks meant that Si Zhihai also knew how to use his eyes.

"You were the one who hit that iron bead just now!" Master Jin understood, his eyes were sinister, "Very good! You are the first to dare to threaten me like this!"

"You can't find the bomb. We are here for one purpose, which is to win money. Give us the money I should win and leave immediately!" Li Yunchi said.

Mr. Jin looked at the remote control in her hand, then at the panicked people in the audience, and secretly gritted his teeth, "Someone! Bring them ten gold bars."

"Yes!"

Soon, a man came up with gold bars.

Li Yunchishu glanced at the gold bars and took them when he saw they were genuine.

"Let's go!" She glanced at Si Zhihai coldly, turned around and got off the ring.

Jin Ye stared at their backs and put down the gun in his hand.

"Master Jin, our affairs are not over yet, the bomb will be left with you for the time being!" Li Yunchi's voice came down faintly.

On the other side, Yang Muqing also looked at them thoughtfully, "Let's go!"

They went out through another door. As soon as they came out of the bar, Yang Ziqing said: "Brother, those two people must have saved me..."

"Shut up!" Yang Muching glared at him, "You are really becoming more and more capable, and you actually came here to box? You can tell your grandfather when you go back!"

As soon as he heard his grandfather, Yang Ziqing lowered his head and silently followed a few people.

Cross the street and follow the sidewalk toward where they left the car.

Suddenly, they were blocked by two figures.

"Is it you?" Yang Muqing looked at the two people in front of him in surprise. Thinking that they might have helped his second brother, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you both for helping your brother."

"I want to meet your grandfather!" Li Yunchi said straight to the point.

Yang Muching was stunned and even more confused, "Do you know my grandfather?"

"You can say that!" Li Yunchi was now certain that these Yang brothers were descendants of Uncle Yang who had emigrated abroad.

Yang Muching thought for a moment and felt that they had a lot of background, so he nodded, "Then please come with me!"

The Yang family drove two cars. Li Yunchi, Li Beimo and Yang Muqing were in one car, and the others were in another car.

More than twenty minutes later, their car entered a residential area and stopped in front of a two-story building.

When I walked into this building, I saw that the living room decoration style was exactly the same as that of Xia people.

"It's past eleven o'clock now. Grandpa may have gone to bed. I'll go in and take a look first." Yang Ziqing said and walked inside first.

At this time, a room was opened and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit came out.

"Yang Ziqing, do you still know how to come back?"

"Dad! There are guests here, and they want to see grandpa." Yang Ziqing said.

The man looked up and saw two strangers following him.

"You are……?"

"Who are you Yang Guangsheng?" Li Yunchi asked directly.

"Do you recognize Grandpa?" The man looked at them in surprise, but when he saw the masks on their faces, his expression darkened slightly.

My grandfather has been dead for decades, but I didn’t expect anyone to mention his name.

"Yuanshan, who is coming?" An old voice came through the room.

Li Yunchi and Li Beimo looked at each other and took off the masks on their faces.

"Father, here are two guests." Yang Yuanshan opened the door and pushed out a wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a thin old man in his seventies, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

"I am the current head of the Xuanqing Sect in Shihuashan Mountain!" Li Yunchi introduced himself.

"What? The head of Xuanqing Sect!"

The Yang family looked at her in surprise.

"Exactly!" Li Yunchi took out a token and raised it in front of Mr. Yang, "If I guess correctly, you should be the descendant of Uncle Yang Guangsheng."

Mr. Yang looked at the token in front of him, his hands trembling with excitement, "It is indeed the leader's token."

Yang Yuanshan suddenly remembered what she had just said and asked in shock: "You are the twenty-sixth generation head, do you call me grandpa, uncle?"

If the twenty-sixth generation leader was still alive today, he would be at least one hundred and ten years old. How could he still be so young?

Could it be that the Xuanqing Sect's magic can really make people rejuvenate?

"That's right! It's me." Li Yunchi stretched out a hand and moved the palm of his hand.

After a while, a virtual Bagua diagram gradually appeared on her palm, glowing with light.

Seeing this, the Yang family all believed her identity and knelt down on one knee, "Meet the leader."

Even Mr. Yang struggled to stand up, but was stopped by Li Yunchi, "You don't have to be polite. We came here tonight and just want to clarify one thing."

"Master, please tell me," Yang Yuanshan said.

"Are those Si family members just now the descendants of Si Wenchang?" Li Yunchi asked.

"This...?" Yang Yuanshan and his son looked at Mr. Yang. They really didn't know who Si Wenchang was?

"Exactly!" Mr. Yang looked at her with a complicated light in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that a hundred years later, you would still find me after all."

Li Yunchi was confused and felt that there was something in his words.

That Uncle Yang really knew the inside story of what happened back then.

"It seems that you also know what happened back then, but why?"

"Hey!" Mr. Yang sighed softly and ordered: "Yuanshan and Mu Qing stay, everyone else should go out!"

"Yes!" Yang Ziqing stood up and went to the second floor with a few young people.

"Master, now that you are here, what will you do?" Mr. Yang is not sure what she knows? What else do you want to do?

"Of course it's for my soul!"