How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

ten minutes later.

Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer met Chen Wentian, the contemporary leader of Xiling, as they wished.

"Hahaha……"

In a reception room with no other people around.

Chen Wentian, wearing a crisp suit, laughed loudly when he saw Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer.

"There are tall buildings on Changsheng Mountain, and heroes from all over the world come here. Dragons and phoenixes make old friends as they wish, and the sea waters are surging all over the world..."

Chen Wentian walked a few steps and came to Yang Zhao, raising his hands and cupping his fists.

"I'm off to Xiling Chen Wentian!"

Yang Zhao also grinned and raised his hand as well.

"To reach for the stars, you need to ask the master of the stars. If you move the mountain, don't move the Mount Everlasting. What you burn is the dragon and phoenix Ruyi fragrance, and what you drink is the sea water from all over the world..."

"I'm here to move mountains, Yang Zhao!"

They both laughed loudly at the same time.

The two descendants of Xiling and Moving Mountain met again after nearly a hundred years.

Then, they all looked at Hu Jiuer on the side.

Chen Wentian was waiting for the other party to introduce his identity.

Yang Zhao winked with a speechless expression.

talk!

Silly cousin, you better give me your name.

Hu Jiuer was already stupid.

Hemp egg!

The meeting words of the five major sects?

Why do I suddenly talk about something that I haven't used for many years?

Cousin, you should have told me earlier!

If you had told me to recite it earlier, it would have been less embarrassing.

But she didn't know.

When meeting people in Landau, they must first make an incision.

Similar to outsmarting Tiger Mountain, failing to match the cut shows that you are not a member of the same camp.

The consequences of this are serious.

At worst, he was captured, at worst, he was beheaded on the spot.

After all, six doors have come to your door, yet you are still indifferent?

really.

When Chen Wentian saw the confused look on the girl's face, his smile dropped and his brows furrowed a bit.

Yang Zhao was furious.

Jiuer, you are such a special girl.

He could only say slightly: "People...people..."

Hu Jiuer was just like memorizing the text when he was a child. After his cousin prompted him, he immediately remembered it.

"Oh oh oh! Ahem..."

"People light candles, ghosts blow out lanterns, and everyone fights upside down to find the stars!"

"The sunken coffin, the bronze coffin, the five elements are in conflict with each other, don't come near!"

"Touch Jin Xiaowei...hehe...hehe...hehe"

After memorizing it up to this point, Hu Jiuer couldn't remember what he said. He only remembered the word "合".

Seeing the two people looking at him with bright eyes, he felt panicked.

In desperation, he shouted: "Drink yogurt and lick the bottle cap!"

Snapped!

Yang Zhao collapsed and slapped himself on the forehead.

Shentema drinks yogurt and licks the bottle cap.

If your parents find out, your legs will be broken.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chen Wentian opened his mouth and laughed again.

He really didn't expect it.

It's normal for a modern mountain-moving leader to be a leader, but this current military captain...

Girl, she looks pretty good!

Hu Jiuer also knew that he had embarrassed his ancestors, so he flirted with her with flirtatious eyebrows, her pretty face flushed, and she cupped her hands in a symbolic gesture.

"Touch Jin Xiaowei, Hu Jiuer!"

A rather awkward meeting ended with an incision.

Chen Wentian smiled and pulled the two of them to sit down on the sofa, spreading out the beautifully crafted Ang Qing chicken.

"Brother Yang, even if you don't take out this and say that a descendant of the Yang family is visiting, I will go downstairs immediately to greet you!"

Yang Zhao grinned, thinking fart.

Even if you take out the Angry Chicken ornaments, you are still upstairs, waiting for us to come and see you.

He thought for a moment and said.

"Brother Chen! This Angry Chicken ornament was the favorite thing of Senior Yulou when he was alive. I came back from Yingjiang this time and brought it to you specially, so it can be considered as returning it to its original owner!"

Chen Wentian was stunned and tightened his grip on the ornament in his hand.

The other person's words contain a lot of information.

Chen Yulou, the former leader of Xiling, has passed away in Yingjiang.

Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer also came from Yingjiang.

But coming here specifically to give the old leader his beloved thing must be pure nonsense.

Chen Wentian looked sad.

"Did the old uncle pass away too? Hey..."

"What a shame, my father, grandpa, and I have been searching for my uncle for decades for three generations, but we didn't expect him to go to Yingjiang. It's really... ugh..."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yang Zhao's lips.

Back then, Chen Yulou was accidentally blinded by poisonous mist while excavating the tomb of King Xian of Yun Province.

And because too many brothers died in Pingshan Tomb, Wu Yan returned to Changsheng Mountain and began to live in seclusion.

You haven't found it after searching for decades?

Then why did Hu Jiuer's father find someone to keep quiet, and even brought Yingjiang to him to provide for him in his old age?

In the end, the old man died in Yingjiang, without any relatives or friends. It was a pity that he had been so brave and chivalrous in his life.

It's a pity that the current leader of Xieling...

"Haha!" Yang Zhao spoke again: "Brother Chen, there is no need to be sad. I can tell you that where the remains of the senior Yulou rest. Now that your family has a great business, you can move the old man back to his hometown and rebury him!"

Chen Wentian blinked when he heard this.

"Hey! Our Xiling ancestors have taught us to dig graves all our lives, which is harmful to heaven's virtue. Therefore, descendants of the Xiling lineage are not allowed to be buried in the ground after death. They need to be burned with fire and the ashes are thrown into the sea."

"Brother Yang, just in time you told me where my uncle is buried. I found someone to take care of it. It doesn't break the rules of Xiling."

The corners of Yang Zhao's mouth twitched and he couldn't say another word.

The old fox is really ruthless.

Just crush your uncle's bones into ashes?

I really don’t know how you became the leader of Xiling.

You must know that all the leaders of Xiling have been unrivaled in their loyalty and sincerity.

Otherwise, it is possible to win over a group of life and death brothers and descend into the extremely dangerous tomb.

But Yang Zhao also thought clearly.

Times have changed.

Today, Chen Wentian no longer needs to engage in tomb robbing activities to make money.

As long as you maintain the business at hand, you can be as rich as the country.

Is he stupid enough to do such an unscrupulous thing?

"Haha, that's fine!"

Yang Zhao nodded, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

When Chen Wentian saw that he had successfully blocked the other party's mouth, he also narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I wonder if Brother Yang and Sister Jiuer encountered any difficulties when they suddenly visited?"

He took out a check from his pocket and wrote a few lines of words.

"We are all in the same camp, and Chen must not sit idly by."

"Here is a check for one million, brother, take it! It should be enough for you to solve the trouble at hand, right?"

Yang Zhao looked at the check pushed in front of him, frowned, and slowly put down the tea cup.

Hu Jiuer on the side was anxious.

A million check?

Depend on!

They really treat us like beggars.

You are said to be fat and you still have asthma?

Although the Hu family and the Yang family are not as rich as you, Chen Wentian, we can still spend hundreds of millions easily.

You just pay for it without asking anything. It's really too much of a lie!

"you……"

Hu Jiuer was about to shout angrily, but Yang Zhao waved his hand to stop him.

"how?"

Chen Wentian smiled and said: "Isn't that enough? Brother Yang, since you are here, it means that something big has happened to you. You name it! Although Mr. Chen's ability is limited now, he can still spend several million to help with all his strength. You get through it..."

"Hehehe!"

Yang Zhao slowly pushed the check back.

Why don't you understand what Chen Wentian means?

Take the money and get out of here.

If I hadn’t seen my current achievements, I would have given up on the trappings of the world a long time ago.

Two tomb robbers came to your door. It's a good thing they didn't call the police to arrest you.

Not satisfied yet?

Don't involve me in other matters.

"Brother Chen! We are not short of money, what we are short of is...people!"

Yang Zhao also narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.

"Before I came, the elders in my family mentioned that we are brothers of life and death. We should help each other, even if it costs our lives. For example, my great-grandfather risked his own life with the elder Yulou..."

Before Yang Zhao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Wentian.

"I won't talk about what happened back then, brother Yang!"

"I also know some things about our two families. It's all old history."

"Besides, both sides paid a heavy price. Your great-grandfather broke his arm, and my uncle lost his eyes. So the two sides are evenly matched."

"Let's live in the present and just talk about the present, okay?"

Chen Wentian stretched out his finger, tapped on the check, and said seriously.

"How much, tell me! Or, just pretend we have never met today."

What he meant was clear.

Spend money to avoid disaster!

Except for business matters, please don't disturb me, okay?

I don't want to lose hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth because of a bad tomb robber.

Yang Zhao looked at the other party's appearance and sighed more and more at the decline of the Xie Ling lineage.

Although people have money, some more important things have disappeared.

But there is no way.

If you want to rob tombs in the Dragon Kingdom, or even in Kyoto, you must get help from the other party.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to move forward.

Yang Zhao shook his head again: "I don't want money! I need people! A lot of people!"

Chen Wentian took a deep breath: "It seems that we have nothing to talk about."

He stood up, gathered his crisp suit, and then clapped his hands.

"Secretary Qi, see off the guests!"

The door to the reception room was pushed open, and a beautiful female secretary walked in with a dozen strong men in black.

Hu Jiuer was shocked when he saw this, and his hand had already touched the Emei thorn on his back.

Yang Zhao burst out laughing.

This time I didn’t even call him Brother Chen, but called him by his real name.

"Chen Wentian!"

"Eagle Sauce, Canada, England, France, I heard that they all have your charity organizations. How is it, how is the operation recently? Have you donated all the money?"

"you……"

Chen Wentian's expression changed drastically.

"You two, please leave with me."

The female secretary has come over with someone and wants to expel them by force.

"Fuck off!"

Snapped!

A crisp slap hit the female secretary's face, and her beautiful face immediately showed five slap marks.

Even his mouth swelled up instantly.

The female secretary did not dare to say a word, covering her face and looking at the boss in disbelief.

You are crazy. If you smash this mouth, what will you do at night?

"Get out! Everyone, get out right now!"

Chen Wentian pointed at the door, and everyone, including the female secretary, fled in fright.

After the reception room became quiet again, Chen Wentian unbuttoned his suit, revealing his strong upper body.

Although he is almost fifty years old, he keeps exercising all year round. In addition, he is from the Xiling family and started his career in the world of martial arts.

His skills are not easily accessible to ten or eight ordinary people.

"Brother Yang, tell me, what's going on?"

"Who did this? Please show me the way!"

The ferocious look of Jianghu is revealed.

The whole person was in an attacking posture, like a hungry cheetah, about to pounce on Yang Zhao in the next second.

Seize 60 billion U.S. dollars!

Chen Wentian really couldn't imagine that such a big thing could be accomplished by just moving mountains and touching gold.

Yang Zhao smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to ask Chen Wentian to sit down and talk again.

Chen Wentian shook his head and even touched a sharp dagger from nowhere.

"Brother Yang, 60 billion U.S. dollars is enough to buy tens of thousands of lives..."

"If you don't explain clearly what's going on, today you..."

Chen Wentian pointed at Hu Jiuer, who was looking angry.

"You and your little cousin have to go out sideways!"

"Really?"

Faced with Chen Wentian's threat, Yang Zhao looked calm and calm, and just uttered three words, which completely made Chen Wentian lose his ruthlessness.

"Fobole!"

hum!

Chen Wentian felt as if all his strength had been drained away from him.

The Yingjiang intelligence agency intervened, and it seems that they have already understood everything about their investigation.

Takao-chan is the big brother of Shikoku, so every fart tastes delicious.

So what if 60 billion is seized?

It is also easy to destroy all the Changsheng Group's overseas layout.

After moving mountains and finding gold, he actually hooked up with Fo Bole?

He sat down obediently and poured tea and water for Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer with a smile on his face.

"Haha! Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings!"

"Brother Yang, tell me how many people are needed and how much it will cost. I will fully cooperate!"

Yang Zhao looked at Chen Wentian with disappointment in his eyes.

But when things get to this point, it’s hard to talk nonsense anymore.

He held up a finger.

"At least a thousand local masters, including officials, closed their eyes and ignored it at the right time, and you yourself helped!"

boom!

Chen Wentian's head exploded again.

Even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't even think about what you are going to do.

At least a thousand native masters?

That's a thousand tomb robbers.

Even if you gather together the tomb robbers from the North and the South, I'm afraid they won't be able to get the number of people you want.

What's more, I, a disciple of Xieling, have already switched to a legitimate business, who would still learn that stuff?

The officials turned a blind eye and stopped mentioning it.

It must be a shocking tomb, otherwise it would be impossible for me to shut up the officials.

Do you even need me to participate?

Stop it!

With a net worth of hundreds of billions, are you going to dig into the soil for local rats?

It's so nonsense.

But facing Fo Bole, facing 60 billion, facing the invisible hand that can only suppress him.

Chen Wentian finally gave in and asked in a low voice.

"I wonder... whose bed brother Yang is going to take off?"

Lifting the quilt is also a slang term, meaning whose tomb are you trying to rob, with so many people involved?

Yang Zhao smiled and didn't answer, just dipped his hand into the water in the tea cup, and then wrote a word on the table.

Chen Wentian was immediately struck by thunder and his face turned pale.

A big one suddenly appeared on the table...

【Zhu】

Before he could say anything else, Yang Zhao stood up and said to his cousin with a smile.

"Let's go! Jiu'er, I'll invite you to eat Peking duck!"

Hu Jiuer saw Chen Wentian's deflated appearance with his own eyes. He was so happy that he stood up with a smile.

"Okay! Brother!"

The two of them walked out the door.

But before leaving, Yang Zhao stopped again.

"Chairman Chen, I will give you three days to prepare. We will meet in front of the mausoleum in three days!"

After saying that, the two left directly.

The reception room fell into a long dead silence.

Chen Wentian stared at the word [zhu] and gasped for air.

He didn't seem to react until the water stains were completely dry and the handwriting was no longer visible.

His whole body was covered in cold sweat.

After reacting, Chen Wentian immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello? Butler Qin?"

"Please... make an appointment with Mr. Wen for me and tell him that I have something extremely important and I need to see him right away!"