From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

"Your Highness, I brought you some roasted chicken from Shimanlou. Would you like to try it?"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was not very good, Zhang Qishan walked around the tangerine peel under his feet and walked into the hall with a smile.

Zhang Rishan followed him in with a large roasted chicken wrapped in oil paper in his hand, while the personal guard beside him picked up the tangerine peel on the ground.

The personal soldiers thought silently in their hearts that the new head of the Four Sects, who had caused a bloody storm in Changsha some time ago, was not very good under the clan leader! He was thrown out before he even got close to him.

Chen Pi spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Zhang Qiling and the other man viciously, and wanted to say something again. He moved his lips, but found that no sound came out, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.

Mo Jiu sniffed the fragrance in the air, and his big black eyes turned around. It smelled so good! After leaving Zhang's house, the most satisfying thing for him was these delicacies.

"eat!"

Mo Jiu pulled Zhang Qiling towards the restaurant and motioned Zhang Rishan to follow.

The bad mood just now was swept away.

Mr. Ba wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. It was true that delicious food could cure all bad things. Fortunately, Mr. Buddha came back at the right time and brought the food that the little ancestor liked.

Zhang Qishan looked at the girl in Yin Xingyue's arms on the sofa and frowned slightly. He had spent three nights at the Xingyue Hotel before, and the deer grass he brought back almost bankrupted him, but he couldn't save the girl.

Coupled with the Japanese obstruction, Chen Pi fell into Qiu Dekao's trap and gave the girl an overdose of morphine. Adding all these things together, the fate of Er Yuehong's wife was determined.

Do the clan leader and the little prince really have the ability to save the girl?

"Master Buddha, please help me!" Er Yuehong looked at Zhang Qishan and begged.

"Qishan." Yin Xingyue looked at the girl who was unconscious and almost breathless, with anxiety in her eyes.

"This Chenpi has offended the young prince. It is very difficult to get them to take action."

Zhang Qishan looked at Chen Pi who was helped in by his personal soldiers with a bit of disdain in his eyes, thinking what a brainless idiot.

"As long as I can save the girl, I can accept any price."

Master Ba patted Er Yuehong on the shoulder and said, "Master Er, the young senior likes this."

Mr. Ba made a gesture, indicating that he should go and ask for help while Mo Jiu was in a good mood while eating.

Er Yuehong nodded and glanced at Chen Pi, his face not looking very good, "You stay here and look after your mistress."

As he said this, he walked towards the restaurant.

"Qishan, can the Second Master do it alone?" Yin Xingyue supported the maid and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the young prince is just a little bit cruel, but he is still easy to talk to." Zhang Qishan smiled. The one he should be worried about is his young clan leader. He looks taciturn, indifferent, but he can't see through his scheming and tactics at all. People like this are terrifying.

Mo Jiu was gnawing on a chicken leg. Half of it was gone in one bite. The crispy skin and tender meat inside made him eat happily.

Zhang Qiling silently tore the chicken for him. Watching him eat the meat in big mouthfuls, he couldn't help but wonder if he had gone too far in the past. But the little Qilin only eats things that contain spiritual energy, that's what it said.

"Second Master."

When Zhang Rishan saw Er Yuehong coming over, he stood up and greeted her, then continued to help Mo Jiu cut the roasted chicken wrapped in oil paper.

He brought six in total, and he didn't know if they were enough for Mo Jiu to eat.

Without even raising his head, Zhang Qiling stuffed the chicken wing in his hand into Mo Jiu's mouth, watching his little white teeth chewing on it with a snapping sound, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. It would be nice to have a little Qilin.

"Senior, Junior Senior, Er Yuehong wants to ask two of you to help me save my wife. If you can get most of the Hong family's property as a reward."

"Family property?" Mo Jiu raised his head while biting a chicken wing and looked Er Yuehong up and down.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Rishan again, "Is he rich?"

You have more money. Zhang Qiling responded silently in his heart.

"The Hong family has been doing business in Changsha for generations. Second Master's Hong family is one of the largest families in Changsha." Zhang Rishan said.

"What about the person just now?"

Zhang Rishan immediately understood what he meant, "That man is the new head of Changsha Simen, and he is also quite good."

"Four doors?"

"After Master Fo came, Changsha established nine gates. The upper three gates, Master Fo, the second master, and Master Banjie, the third master Li; the middle three gates, Master Chenpi, Master Wu, and Master Heibei, the sixth master; the lower three gates, Master Huo, Master Qi, and Master Jie, the ninth master." Zhang Rishan explained.

"Are you the second door?"

"Yes." Er Yuehong nodded.

Mo Jiu lowered his head and spat out the bone, then bit off a piece of meat from Zhang Qiling's hand, his eyes rolling around.

Zhang Qiling looked at him and thought that he must be thinking about how to get benefits. He felt helpless. Did he need his money?

"Do you really want to save your wife?"

"Of course." Er Yuehong heard Mo Jiu ask this and knew there was a chance, so he nodded excitedly.

Mo Jiu shook his head and his crossed legs trembled, as if the meat in his mouth tasted very delicious.

Zhang Rishan looked at Er Yuehong with a hint of agreement in his eyes.

"I want all that guy's money and house as an apology for what happened just now."

Er Yuehong was stunned. Now Chen Pi was no longer his apprentice and he could not make decisions on his own.

"And half of your property plus three large houses."

Zhang Qiling paused as he handed him the meat. Three sets? This meant he took Mr. Qi Ba's words to heart.

Zhang Rishan used too much force when roasting the chicken and broke the chicken into pieces of meat and bones.

Er Yuehong was a little hesitant. It was easier for him to make decisions regarding the Hong family, but as for the Simen, Chen Pi had only taken over for two days and might find it difficult to handle.

"That person only has a quarter of an hour left!" Mo Jiu reminded the Black and White Impermanence who were squatting in the corner far away from him.