God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Seeing that it was almost done, Yu Xuzi finally said the last sentence:

"Furthermore, make money with Qi. The auction tomorrow will be more than just the corpse of the Demon God. You are all old customers of my Jinglingzong. Register later. If you shoot something tomorrow, you can get a 5% discount. Discount! There are also gifts! Everyone, don't miss the opportunity!"

Everyone completely put away their bad thoughts.

Even more, many people had finished speaking in Yuxuzi and rushed out of Jing Lingzong!

Not to mention anything else, just reporting the news to the big sects is a great achievement!

Jiang Fan looked at the scene outside, and suddenly couldn't help but smile:

"You Jingling Sect, you have also learned how to behave like a fox."

Yuqingzi smiled:

"What did Mr. Jiang say? If you don't hold your big thick legs, aren't we short-sighted?"

Jiang Fan laughed.

And Yu Xuzi has already turned back at this time:

"Mr. Jiang, the auction will start tomorrow, but after all, it is the top ten sects. I have always looked down on the little sects like us. When the time comes, I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to make trouble."

Jiang Fan sneered:

"That's right, I'm just trying to stand up in front of the top ten sects!"

Yu Xuzi's face shook:

"Yes!"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment:

"I need to go to the capital now, Curtis will leave it for you."

"To the capital?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Jiang Fan nodded:

"Well, I have to take care of some things myself, but I can come back before the auction at the latest."

He was about to leave, but suddenly looked at Yue Jianhan:

"Biyun Sect should be the first to arrive, but they are afraid they won't be able to do things well, Xiaoyue, when that time comes, you will find a chance to be shocked!"

"Disciple obey orders!"

Yue Jian said coldly.

"Ok."

Jiang Fan waved his hand:

"I go first."

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a breeze left on the spot!

Jiang Fan used his teleportation, as fast as streamers.

He knew the direction of the capital a long time ago, and this time he teleported by himself, without any burden, the distance of each teleportation easily surpassed 500 kilometers!

In just over a minute, he has already arrived in the capital!

In terms of speed alone, Jiang Fan at this moment is already comparable to the normal level 24!

In the Jinghu Courtyard, several people in Long Yan were bragging and beating.

Long Yan took a sip of white wine, then looked at Lu Bu and Xiang Yu:

"That day, among the ruins, my Long Yan was like a **** soldier descending from heaven..."

He didn't finish talking!

"boom!!"

Jiang Fan has suddenly fallen from the sky, before a few people!

Long Yan nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes! It's like this... Brother Fan?!"

Several people suddenly reacted, overjoyed for a while!

"Master!"

"Foster father!"

"brother!"

"Brother Jiang Fan!"

A group of people in the yard surrounded almost immediately.

Jiang Fan smiled:

"Calm and calm, I have only left for a few days, so I won't stop."

"Why not?"

Uncle Xuan grabbed Jiang Fan's hand, his face was full of fear:

"Master, you almost died!"

"Isn't that dead? Don't worry, no one in this world can kill me!"

Uncle Xuan still had to speak, but Jiang Fan quickly changed the subject:

"How are the last few days? Has there been any change in the capital?"

Uncle Xuan shook his head:

"It's calm and calm. After the Zhou family was destroyed, Master, you have dispersed your wealth and made friends, and our Jiang family did not show any aggressive momentum. The capital's wealthy family are now stabilized, but the Lu Yan family and the Song family have some activities in private. Several companies also tend to unite."

Jiang Fan smiled:

"The Jiang family is so powerful that it is far from comparable to their family. The purpose of uniting Zong Zong Lian Heng is to protect themselves. It's just a pity that they don't understand that there is a big gap between us.

"Yes."

Uncle Xuan nodded:

"But besides that, there are a few more things. The medicine gate came a few days ago and gave a gift."

"Who is here?"

"The deputy master Huang Fulong."

"He..."

Jiang Fan nodded.

Back in Los Angeles, Qian Xiangchuan and his son, relying on Huang Fulong behind their backs, kept asking Sun Chuanyi for trouble, but they were miserable.

I want to take the initiative to offer gifts in Huang Fulong, it seems that I have come to ask for peace.

After all, Sun Chuanyi is also in the medicine gate, and there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Since he bowed his head, Jiang Fan didn't bother to pursue it.

"I see, send a gift in return another day."

"Yes!"

"Anything else?"

"The day after you left, a parcel was delivered by express and you asked you to open it yourself."

Uncle Xuan waved his hand as he said, and on the 13th he immediately picked up a cardboard box.

The carton is not big, not much different from the normal one. The mailing address on it is also the capital.

Jiang Fan unpacked the carton, and there were only two things inside, a sticky note, and a Porsche car key that was only half of it.

When he saw something like this, Jiang Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then he breathed suddenly, his face was full of shock and ecstasy!

He suddenly looked at Uncle Xuan:

"Who is delivering the courier?"

Uncle Xuan did not expect Jiang Fan's reaction to be so big:

"Master, we checked the person who sent the express, there is no problem...what's the matter with you?"

"it's okay no problem."

Jiang Fan calmed down, carefully put away the half of the car key, and then immediately unfolded the memo.

There is only one sentence above:

"Fifteen Temple Fair, Yuan Er Teahouse."

Jiang Fan looked to Uncle Xuan:

"What's the number on the lunar calendar today?"

"Thirteen."

"In two days? Hehe, okay, okay..."

Jiang Fan's wrist trembled, shattering the note, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

A group of people were surprised, and Uncle Xuan asked curiously:

"Master, who sent this from?"

Jiang Fan took a deep breath before speaking slowly:

"Zhao Wuzhen!"

"Zhao Wuzhen? The genius of the Zhao family in Luocheng? Your best friend? Isn't he missing?"

Uncle Xuan looked shocked.

At first in Los Angeles, Zhao Wuhong of the Zhao family coveted Jiang Fan's Nine Suns Scriptures, and then he searched for more things, but Jiang Fan went to the door. In the end, if Jiang Fan didn't see Zhao Wu's face, the entire Zhao family would be lost!

Jiang Fan nodded:

"Yes, he disappeared half a year before the Jiang family's accident."

"Then how do you know it is him?"

"Because of this key!"

There was a trace of nostalgia in Jiang Fan's eyes:

"The first time we met at an auto show, we happened to have a fancy for the same car. Afterwards, the two sides had a conflict, and Xiaolin had a fight with him."

"Later we turned the enemy into a friend, and he gave me that car, but I didn't expect that I had a car accident just after I left the auto show. The new car was scrapped and there was only one key left."

"Xiao Zhao cut the key in half, and half of us was kept as a memorial. My half was destroyed in the fire at the Jiang family, and this half..."

"This is only him, Xiaolin, and me. The three of us know that we can't do it, it must be him!"

Uncle Xuan puzzled:

"Since it is him, why didn't you come to see you? Instead?"