Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The old proverb that money can make the world go round is not true at all.

Noon the next day.

Mr. Song's phone number came over.

He has arranged everything and is waiting for Cong Ye to arrive.

Of course, Mr. Song is in Nanjing and cannot go to the Northeast in person, but he has many people who can be used.

Cong Ye and the adjutant walked downstairs.

When Cong Ye went down the stairs, he immediately saw Song Yunxuan leaning at the door of the hotel.

He frowned slightly in confusion.

Song Yunxuan was Mr. Song's favorite youngest son. At this time, there was endless war in the Northeast, the situation was chaotic, and the dead were more common than the food on the table.

Under such circumstances, how could Mr. Song agree to Song Yunxuan going to the Northeast in person?

"Mr. Wu."

Song Yunxuan, dressed in military uniform, waved to Cong Ye.

Cong also came to him, and the adjutant followed him.

"Why is Young Master Song in the Northeast?"

Cong followed him out and asked casually.

Song Yunxun opened the car door for him and smiled, "Mr. Wu can be in the Northeast, but I can't?"

Cong Ye glanced at his slightly worn military uniform and chuckled: "I just didn't expect that the playboy of the past would go to the battlefield today. I will look at him with admiration after three days apart."

Song Yunxuan's military uniform had obviously been worn for a long time, indicating that he did not rush to the Northeast yesterday, but had stayed in the Northeast.

At present, the troops in the Northeast have been dealing with the Japanese army. Although they have suffered heavy losses, no one is willing to give up the land in the north.

Cong also remembered that people in Nanjing City commented that Song Yunxuan was a dandy who only knew how to spend time and drink, but it was such a dandy who came to the Northeast and took root in this territory.

It seems that the rumors are not credible.

"Mr. Wu praised me," Song Yunxuan sat on the driver's seat and started the car. His eyebrows were less wanton than when they first met and more tired. Facing Cong Ye's words of praise, he smiled bitterly. .

Cong Ye stopped talking, and Song Yunxu took the initiative to mention the purpose of organizing the game today:

"I heard from my father that Mr. Wu wanted to find his brother named Zhang. I made an appointment with the generals from the Northeast named Zhang and asked them later to see if they knew anything."

Zhang is a common surname in the Northeast, and there are many people with the surname Zhang, but not everyone with the surname Zhang belongs to the Zhang family.

If you want to identify the Zhang family, you can only rely on the meteorite copper in Cong Ye's hand.

The Zhang family must know Yutong. As long as he puts the Yutong in an obvious position and is seen by the Zhang family, the other party will definitely not be indifferent.

"Thank you, Young Master Song."

Cong also thanked him.

Song Yunzun shook his head: "It's a small matter."

The car stopped at the entrance of Dynasty Restaurant.

Every city has a famous restaurant.

Beiping is the Crescent Hotel, Changsha is Yuloudong, and the city where Cong Ye and the others are staying is naturally the Dynasty Hotel where Song Yunxu brought them.

Even during the war, the Dynasty Hotel was still overcrowded.

In addition to local wealthy Chinese, there are also some foreigners who come here to spend money.

Cong also saw many foreign faces among them.

Song Yunxu led Cong Ye to the box upstairs.

The moment Song Yunxuan opened the box door, Cong also put the meteorite copper hooked up with red thread on his wrist.

The box door opened, and several figures sitting at the round table looked over in unison.

They were all dressed in military uniforms, with the same tiredness on their faces as Song Yunxuan, but their resolute eyes carried strong pressure, making people stand up straight unconsciously.

Song Yunxuan recommended them:

"This is Mr. Wu, the government's patriotic patron."

Several generals stood up and clasped their fists towards Cong Ye: "Mr. Wu!"

Without saying anything, just using the word "patriotic", the young gentleman in front of me deserves respect.

Cong also returned the gift.

They sat around the round table, Cong Ye's eyes carefully passed over their faces.

The three generals in front of them all had the surname Zhang. They asked Cong Ye about the characteristics of his brother named Zhang.

Cong Ye was naturally full of nonsense, and he used this to blatantly observe their subtle expressions.

Cong Ye's eyes suddenly collided with a general named Zhang Liangyu opposite.

He raised his eyebrows and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

found it.

From the moment he entered the box, the other party's eyes fell on his wrist from time to time.

Obviously, Zhang Liangyu must know Yutong.

"This is weird!"

"I have never seen the soldiers described by Mr. Wu!"

Cong Ye originally described a fictional character.

Of course they haven't.

Cong Ye sighed with pretense of regret: "It's also possible that he didn't come to the Northeast, but went to other places."

He looked at the general in front of him and thanked him: "I really appreciate you taking some time out of your busy schedule today."

The three generals shook their heads and said carelessly that this was all a trivial matter.

After dinner, Cong also put the gold into the suitcase and handed it to Song Yunxuan.

Regardless of the above, those stationed in the Northeast are patriotic generals.

Song Yunxu is the youngest son of Mr. Song. He believes that Song Yunxu has channels to use gold to buy what the army currently needs.

"Mr. Wu..."

Song Yunxuan looked at the box of gold that Cong Ye put in the passenger seat, and his mind went blank.

He has never been so stupid.

Cong also got out of the car, closed the door, and said to him:

"Go back! Northeast still needs you."

The figures of Cong Ye and the adjutant gradually faded away in Song Yunxuan's eyes.

Entering the hotel lobby, the adjutant whispered in Cong Ye's ear:

"Someone is following us."

Cong also showed a knowing smile and said a name: "Zhang Liangyu."

He said that as long as the Zhang family recognizes the fallen copper, it is impossible to remain indifferent.

Didn't he just take the initiative to deliver it to his door?

Cong Ye patted the adjutant on the shoulder and said seriously: "Adjutant, go back to the room later and do a hundred push-ups first."

The adjutant looked confused.

Cong also smiled at him: "It's useful."

The adjutant continued to nod confusedly: "Okay."

When the adjutant finished one hundred push-ups, there was a knock on their door.

"Room Service."

There was a male voice with a lowered voice outside the door.

The adjutant was about to open the door when Cong Ye held his shoulder.

"I go."

Cong also opened the door.

A big hand suddenly pushed open the door from the crack, one hand pinched Cong Ye's neck, and the other hand immediately closed the door.

He didn't use any force, it seemed he just wanted to restrain Cong Ye.

Cong Ye, the hostage, was incredibly laid-back and could even comfort the adjutant.

"Zhang Liangyu, Zhang family from Northeast China."

Cong Ye said.

Even though Zhang Liangyu disguised himself behind him, he still couldn't hide it from Cong Ye.

Cong also heard the sound of his teeth clenching.

"how do you know?"

Seeing that the disguise failed, Zhang Liangyu simply gave up the disguise.

Cong Ye shot out a hand like lightning, inserted it into the gap between Zhang Liangyu and his own neck, used a slight force to open Zhang Liangyu's arm, rotated his body, and pressed back with his arm, pressing Zhang Liangyu firmly against the door.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Liangyu struggled, but the hand pressing on his arm seemed to be extremely heavy and he could not move.

Cong Ye kicked his ankle. Zhang Liangyu's legs went numb and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Cong Ye flashed to the side of the adjutant. Zhang Liangyu got up and was about to continue taking action when his whole body froze.

Besides him, the adjutant was also stiff.

Because Cong also directly pulled his clothes aside, exposing the adjutant's entire chest.

The huge unicorn is entrenched on the body, flaunting its intention to break through the shackles of the body.