Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

Wei An said coldly: "Why do you raise this kind of monster? Are you not afraid of being bitten by it?"

"There is no way, the master wants to raise it."

The housekeeper shook his head and sighed, "Master thinks that when it grows up, it may be born with intelligence, or it may be slowly domesticated and used for its use.

It's a pity that it is cruel by nature, eats hair and drinks blood, let alone rational, and cannot even be tamed.

Except for the master, no matter who it sees, it will attack and eat.

The master has tried countless methods, but has never been able to control it. Every time he lets it out, it will be massacred indiscriminately. "

Wei An came to his senses and mocked: "So, Huo Xuanying knew that releasing this monster would lead to the tragic death of his other son Huo Feiyang, but he still chose to do it?"

The steward's eyes twitched and he was speechless.

Wei An curled his lips with disdain on his face.

He originally thought that the monster contained a shocking secret, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be Huo Xuanying's son. It seemed to have been infected by some unknown creature, mutating its body and losing its humanity.

Wei An paused for a moment and wondered: "Since Huo Xuanying has that monster to help him, why have the Dihu Gang been pinned to the ground and rubbed hard by Yanjiabao over the years?"

The steward raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "Yanjiabao is a branch of the Yan family, a millennium-old family in Liangzhou. In Liangzhou, the White Lotus Sect has to give courtesy to the Yan family. How can our Dihu Gang really dare to fight against Yanjiabao?" Fight to the end?"

"Thousand-year-old family?!"

Wei Anxin said, and sure enough, he knew that the background of Yanjiabao was quite extraordinary.

He had nothing else to ask, so he immediately got down to business and asked, "Where are the treasures and wealth that Huo Xuanying has collected over the years?"

The butler hesitated for a moment and replied: "The master spent a lot of money to build an extremely strong secret room. Everything you want is stored there. I can take you there."

Wei An raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked, "Is there any mechanism in the secret room?"

"If I say no, you won't believe it."

The butler spread his hands and said: "There must be a mechanism, but I don't know the specific situation because I have never entered that secret room.

Except for the master, no other living person in this world has ever entered that secret room. "

The implication is that all the craftsmen who built the secret room were killed by Huo Xuanying.

Wei An did not dwell on this problem. He glanced at it, stood up suddenly, and walked to the housekeeper.

He reached out and took off the jade pendant tied around the butler's waist, then opened the butler's mouth and forced the jade pendant inside, forcing him to swallow it.

【Simulation starts】

[First year: I have a jade pendant, but it was swallowed into my stomach. This is too disgusting (_)

The housekeeper opened the door to the secret room, took someone into the secret room, and waited for the opportunity to activate the switch.

Suddenly, the door to the secret room suddenly closed, and poisonous arrows, poisonous gas, corrosive liquid and other killing weapons were all attacked. The housekeeper died suddenly on the spot, leaving no intact body. 】

……

"Oh, this guy actually wants to die with me."

Wei An sneered.

The housekeeper is a sensible person, he knows very well that he will definitely die!

Wei An probably killed him.

But even if Wei An spared him from death, he still wouldn't be able to survive.

Over the years, Huo Xuanying and the Huo family have done all kinds of bad things and killed too many people, and everyone has to punish them.

Once those enemies learn that Huo Xuanying is dead, they will inevitably take revenge wildly.

But it's not over yet.

Huo Xuanying was too cold-blooded and cruel. The people of the Dihu Gang only feared Huo Xuanying and had no respect. Without Huo Xuanying's strong suppression, everyone would rebel.

In short, the Huo family is definitely doomed.

The housekeeper couldn't see any hope of his own survival, so naturally he was determined to drag Wei An to die with him.

Wei An remained calm, then suddenly changed the topic and asked calmly: "How much money does the accountant have left?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and replied slowly: "There should be more than 200,000 yuan in the accounting room."

"Okay, take me to the accounting room." Wei An refused to say anything else, mentioned the butler and left.

The two quickly arrived at the accounting room.

The butler took out the key, opened the door, and entered the warehouse.

In an instant, mountains of rough stones came into view, and the room was filled with light.

Bang!

Wei An suddenly knocked the housekeeper unconscious, then took an empty box and put all the rough stones in it.

After a rough count, it's almost 240,000!

"Well, not bad."

Wei An smiled softly, picked up the box, picked up the housekeeper, and left Huo Mansion quietly.

After a while, Wei An came to the house he bought, put the box away, then picked up the housekeeper again and left.

……

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Fang Mansion!

In the study, the hall master Fang Yihong stayed up all night. His wife cooked a bowl of porridge and fed it to him with her own hands.

"Ms. sir, there's no news over there?" the wife asked.

Fang Yihong is fifty-two years old. He has only one wife and no concubines. They are childhood sweethearts and have been in love for many years. They are a couple of gods in everyone's eyes.

"No, Huo Feiyang was kidnapped. The other party wanted to fight with the gang leader, but the result was unpredictable." Fang Yihong sighed.

After the incident in the Huo Mansion, no one in the Dihu Gang dared to sleep, and they all stayed up late to wait for news.

A battle breaks out between two sixth-grade men, which is thrilling to think about.

However, no one was too worried.

After all, Huo Xuanying and Yan Sixing have been fighting for so many years, and no one can do anything to the other. Everyone has long been used to it.

"Isn't the gang leader of the sixth grade? Don't you often say that in this northwest borderland, the sixth grade is an invincible existence?" The wife couldn't help but be surprised.

Fang Yihong continued: "The kidnapper is probably a sixth-grade kidnapper! The person who killed Xu Hu is most likely this person."

The wife curled her lips and said: "Xu Hu is not a good person, and he deserves to die."

"Don't let outsiders hear this."

Fang Yihong smiled bitterly and said, "Otherwise, I will be accused of intending to rebel again."

The wife said angrily: "Since you became the leader of the hall, I don't know how many people want to pull you down. They spread rumors one by one to cause trouble and cause trouble over nothing. It's really not easy to worry about."

Fang Yihong sighed: "There is no way, I am just a seventh-level peak person. As I get older, my strength will gradually decline. It is natural for those who are in their thirties and forties to be dissatisfied and ready to take action. It is human nature."

Speaking of this, Fang Yihong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "I originally planned to abdicate the throne in favor of someone more powerful when I reach the age of fifty-five, but now, the internal fighting in the gang has become more and more intense, and everyone is shunned. I'm really tired."

The wife continued: "In that case, why not retreat early, let's take our children and leave here and go to the Central Plains to play."

"I want to retreat, but once I retreat, all those people who were protected by me may suffer. They are obviously innocent people, but they are wrongly accused of being rebels, and one by one their homes are ransacked and imprisoned.

Alas, the gang leader clearly knows that someone is taking the opportunity to eradicate dissidents and usurp the people's wealth, but..."

Fang Yihong looked deeply disappointed. He didn't want to say more about this matter. He just shook his head and said: "Besides, the Central Plains is even more chaotic! In the northwest border, the seventh grade can not only gain a foothold, but also live a life of superiority. But In the Central Plains, even seventh-grade farts are not."