She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The person who was cursed by Director Zheng was hiding in a shabby guesthouse, eating spicy noodles brought by the girl at the front desk.

The old man ate noodles with a grunt as he looked at the precious pearls placed on the coffee table, which were covered with several layers of soft golden cloth.

It’s all because of his current disciple’s incompetence, otherwise why would he, a former criminal, go back to his old ways?

The cell phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated, and the old man bit off the noodles on his chopsticks.

"Hey?"

The person on the other end of the line spoke broken Chinese: "Lin, where's the stuff? You don't want to keep it all by yourself, do you?"

Lin Yi frowned: "The things are in my hands, but I can't guarantee that I can send them out now. You don't think you can easily take things out of China, do you?"

"What's more..."

His coffee table was placed next to the window, so he could look down by turning his head.

Before he could finish his words, the other party interrupted him angrily: "Lin, you are a veteran in the circle. It's okay that you liked to be alone in the past, but now that we have cooperated to get something, you can't take it all by yourself!"

"I will hand the things over directly to the employer. As for the money, I will also share it with you, and I won't let you bear the subsequent risks. If you can accept it, then so be it. If not..." Lin Yi's eyes flashed, "Then find me."

Lin Yi's arrogance made others very dissatisfied.

The person on the other end of the phone wanted to say something, but Lin Yi had already hung up.

He then dialed another number.

Lin Yi answered calmly, "I have the things in my hands. When will my two disciples be released?"

"Master Lin is indeed powerful. However, I heard that Master Lin has found thieves from other countries to cooperate with him this time. This is not like your style."

The other person's voice was cold, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"What's my style?" Lin Yi sneered.

He certainly doesn't cooperate with foreign thieves.

Firstly, his Lin family is a family of thieves, and he is the leader of a sect of thieves. It is impossible for him to lower his status and cooperate with a petty thief.

Second, he believed that those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

It’s just like the tomb-robbing family in ancient times, where three generations including grandfather, grandson, father and son could not trust each other.

Therefore, any cooperation is unreliable.

"Master Lin sounds angry?" His coldness did not cause any dissatisfaction from the person on the other end of the phone.

People who are called Boss Ling actually sound more pleasant.

"You asked my two apprentices to cause trouble for Master Yan San. Shouldn't I be angry?" Lin Yi didn't want to waste time talking to him.

"Master Lin, please be patient. I placed the order and your apprentice accepted it. This doesn't seem to be my problem. Besides, your apprentice's skills are not as good as others. This is not my fault, right?"

"The disciple is not doing well, and Master Lin is so old that he has to come out to save people personally. This doesn't seem to be something worthy of praise."

"Master Lin is still as skilled as ever. He bravely entered the museum alone without being discovered by anyone."

This sounded like a compliment, but Lin Yi disagreed.

The museum's defenses were not lax, just not as much as he had imagined.

Another operation that night distracted the police, which provided him with convenience.

What's the point of saying your sword is still sharp? It's just taking advantage of a loophole.

"However," Boss Ling paused deliberately, "I want to tell Master Lin some unfortunate news."

Lin Yi already had a bad feeling in his heart: "Don't tell me you are going to go back on your word."

He knew that if he tried to get the skin of a tiger, he would be killed by it sooner or later!